Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Zhang Jingwei looked around and realized that the scholar was calling him. He calmly corrected him, "Brother, my name is not Zhang Linsheng, my name is Zhang Jingwei. I think you have recognized the wrong person!"

The scholar was surprised and asked, "Ah? This? You are not dead?"

Zhang Jingwei smiled, bowed again, and said, "Thank you for caring about my life and death even though you are far away in the palace!"

The scholar unconsciously wanted to escape, but he quickly calmed down!

"Excuse me, senior! I'm sorry to have embarrassed you!"

Zhang Jingwei said with a smile, "Brother, you are really good at joking. You look like you are about 24 or 25 years old, why do you still call me senior?"

The scholar first smiled and shook his head, then raised his hands with his palms level. His wide cuffs blocked his face, and only the standard bow could be seen.

After standing up, the scholar said with a smile: "Senior, you are joking. I am Wang Jue, with little talent and learning. I passed the high school entrance examination a year later than you, so I should call you senior!"

Zhang Jingwei didn't know what a "shengyuan" meant, but he was curious about the scholar's name, so he asked tentatively, "Wang Chu... is it the Chu in the animal?"

"Yes, it's terrifying!"

"I understand, it's this tic?" Zhang Jingwei wrote a "tic" on the desk.

"Yes, 怵!" The scholar could no longer bear it, and imitated Zhang Jingwei and wrote a "怵" on the table.

Zhang Jingwei slapped his head and said, "Oh, oh, oh, I see!"

The scene became awkward...

The scholar named Wang Jue closed his eyes, nearly fainting from anger. He secretly scoffed at himself: How did he get the first place in the case? Is it just because his family is rich?!

Zhang Jingwei was thinking: This Wang Jue is so handsome, could he be the handsome boy kept by a young lady in the palace?

In order to break the awkward atmosphere, Zhang Jingwei asked Gao Ju: "Um...Brother Wang, I wonder which young lady in the palace is supporting you..."

Help, why did you say what was really in your heart... At this moment, he really wanted to slap himself in the face.

Fortunately, Wang Zhen didn’t understand what “keeping a sponsor” meant.

"I am not talented enough to associate myself with the rich and powerful. I am only a seventh-rank official and a tutor in the palace!"

"I understand. You are just the prince's book boy. I am so sorry for your disrespect!" According to Zhang Jingwei's understanding, those who accompany the princes in their studies are just like eunuchs who have not been castrated.

The prince was naughty, and the teacher didn't dare to beat him, so he beat his study companions instead, until the prince felt pity and behaved himself.

Wang Jue was angry. The word "book boy" was like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart.

He cursed angrily, "You are vulgar! I respect you as my senior, yet you humiliate me in every possible way. And you are the top scorer in two exams, yet you are so rude and vulgar. You are reading the books of sages in vain. You... you are not human!"

Zhang Jingwei was stunned. He really didn't expect that this sentence would anger him, but his curse was so literary.

But then I thought: Oh, that's not right! How can he still stand on the moral high ground? Why do I still feel a little guilty? They smuggle armor and oppress the people, how can I still indulge him!

"Then, have the sage books you read taught you how to deceive the emperor? How to sneak through Chencang?"

"And...why would I, who you thought was already 'dead', appear in the Water Defense Camp?!"

Zhang Jingwei's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Wang Jue's heart. Wang Jue's face turned pale and his body trembled slightly.

"You...you are talking nonsense!" Wang Zhen widened his eyes and pointed at Zhang Jingwei.

Zhang Jingwei sneered, "Humph, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Don't think I don't know what you and the King of Jin are planning!"

Wang Jue gritted his teeth and said, "What evidence do you have? How dare you slander the prince with just your mouth!"

"Evidence?" Zhang Jingwei paused. "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself. The Prince of Jin's evil ambitions will sooner or later be exposed to the world."

Wang Zhen's eyes flickered, and he was obviously feeling guilty.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingwei struck while the iron was hot. "As the first in the two trials, I naturally have to uphold justice for the people. Meeting you today is heaven's will. The King of Jin has already begun to rebel, and the court will surely suppress it with all its might. With the Rong tribe invading from the north and the court retaliating from the south, the King of Jin's moves are bound to fail one after another!"

Wang Zhen finally spoke: "What do you know? The emperor is young, the treacherous minister is in power, and everyone in the court is in panic. Rebellion is rising in all parts of the Celestial Empire, and the borders have been in turmoil for years. At this time, we need a powerful vassal king to turn the tide and restore the Celestial Empire!"

Zhang Jingwei asked, "How did you know that the Prince of Jin could turn the tide?"

Wang Zhen was silent.

Zhang Jingwei asked again, "Do you know the Yunzhou Tongpan, Wang Huang?!"

"He is my cousin. He is uneducated and extremely despicable!" Wang Jue acknowledged this cousin, but also gave an objective description of his behavior.

"Then do you know Wang Heng from the Marquisate?!"

Wang Zhen answered honestly: "We are from the same tribe, but I don't know him well!"

Zhang Jingwei knocked hard on the table three times. "Because these two wanted to harm me, but I discovered this smuggling case. To protect themselves, they didn't hesitate to poison their relatives in public!"

"Only after arriving in Gaoyang County did I realize what hell on earth is like. Just one village has such heavy taxes! Throughout the entire county, it's truly a place where the rich live in luxury while the poor freeze to death on the streets!"

"Besides, Han Ye is a murderous man. He raped his subordinates' wives and daughters, and established hundreds of private soldiers in the water defense camp. He allowed his soldiers to oppress the people, abduct women, and force them into forced labor. He is truly a villain!"

"If the world is really ruled by these people, I would rather die than submit!"

After listing so many crimes in succession, Zhang Jingwei was almost ready to write the word "accomplice" on Wang Jue's face.

Wang Jue's breathing became rapid and heavy, as if every breath was filled with deep pain and anxiety.

He tried to distract himself by pacing, but found himself sinking deeper and deeper into self-blame and regret.

He paced back and forth, looking anxious and helpless, as if unable to find a quiet corner to calm the waves in his heart.

This uneasiness was like waves in a storm, constantly hitting his mental defenses and making him feel unbearable.

Zhang Jingwei put his hand on his shoulder to stop him from pacing back and forth.

"I know this isn't your true intention. We scholars should worry about the world's worries first, and then be happy with the world's happiness!"

Wang Zhen's eyes were bloodshot, and tears were about to burst out. "I don't want to do that either!"

"Then don't make the same mistake again and again, and don't become a sinner to the whole world!"

Finally, Wang Zhen's tears flowed with regret!

Zhang Jingwei finally decided to say the classic line: "Ah, stop it! There are so many people outside..."

Before he could finish his words, Liu Yanzhi, who had been offline for a long time, kicked the door open.

Liu Yanzhi held up a piece of paper covered in inscriptions and shouted at Wang Jue, "Wang Shidu, do you admit your guilt?"