Started from listening to music in the brothel and earned billions of bad people

Confucius did not rush forward, but first bowed respectfully to the carriage and said loudly: "Your Highness the King of Qin, I am very sorry for the offense!" His courtesy was so thorough that no one could find any fault with it.

Seeing this, Li Xingmin turned to look at Li Xingfeng beside him and asked in a low voice: "Old Eight, do you think this Kong Fuzi is reliable?" There was a hint of doubt in his eyes. After all, the bad guys under Li Xingyun were too mysterious and unpredictable. No one could say whether Kong Fuzi was one of them.

Li Xingfeng smiled slightly and answered confidently: "Don't worry, Sixth Brother! This Kong Fuzi is a well-known figure. He usually lives in seclusion and almost never contacts others. Judging from his character and behavior, he is definitely not a bad person!" His tone was firm, and it was obvious that he was very sure of his judgment.

After hearing what Li Xingfeng said, Li Xingmin felt relieved. He nodded and said, "Well, that's great!" Although he was not completely convinced by what Li Xingfeng said, he felt that there was some truth in it, so he put his mind at ease for the time being.

"Go ahead!" Li Xingyun said calmly with a smile on his face, as if he was confident about what was going to happen next.

Confucius? Qing Meng thought to herself, he is the Eighth Prince's biggest supporter! With Confucius here, wouldn't the Eighth Prince be sure to win this contest?

Qing Meng was delighted when she heard that the person coming was Master Kong. She knew that anyone under the Eighth Prince could be turned against him, but Master Kong was the only one who would never betray him.

As long as Master Kong enters the carriage, Li Xingyun will be completely finished! Qing Meng became more and more excited as she thought about it. She couldn't wait to see Li Xingyun's embarrassed look after being caught by Master Kong.

At this moment, a bony hand slowly opened the carriage curtain. Qing Meng's heartbeat gradually quickened with the movement of this hand, and she became increasingly nervous, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.

Finally, Confucius walked into the carriage. Qing Meng's heartbeat was about to jump out of her throat. She stared at Confucius with wide eyes, afraid of missing any details.

After Kong Fuzi entered the carriage, he did not salute Li Xingyun like the others, but quickly glanced at all the items inside the carriage. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he wanted to see through these items to see what was hidden behind them.

Li Xingyun sat in the carriage, watching Confucius' every move leisurely. When Confucius' eyes met his, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Have you found anything?" Li Xingyun's voice was calm and gentle, as if he had anticipated Confucius' behavior.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Kong Fuzi's face, and he immediately said with a wry smile: "No! Sorry for disturbing you! I'll leave now!" After that, he turned around and hurriedly got out of the carriage, without even having time to give Li Xingyun a formal goodbye.

Qing Meng stood by, witnessing this scene, her eyes wide with shock. She couldn't understand how a man as virtuous and respected as Confucius could lose his composure like this. Furthermore, judging by his panic, it was clear that he had discovered something shocking in the carriage.

"What's going on?" Qing Meng muttered to herself, "Could it be that Li Xingyun really bribed Confucius?" She shook her head, unwilling to believe this fact. Confucius was famous for his integrity and noble character, how could he be bribed?

But if Kong Fuzi wasn't Li Xingyun's man, how could he explain this scene? Could it be that Kong Fuzi's eyesight was blurry and he didn't see him? Was that even possible?

Just as Qing Meng was lost in thought, Confucius had already walked away. Li Xingyun turned to look at Qing Meng, the smile on his face still undimmed.

"Don't just sit there like an idiot. Come here and give me a shoulder massage!" His tone was relaxed, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him.

Qing Meng woke up as if from a dream. She stood up hurriedly, walked behind Li Xingyun and began to massage his shoulders.

"Do you want to know why Confucius didn't expose your existence?" Li Xingyun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an elusive smile. He squinted his eyes comfortably, as if he was confident about what he was going to say next.

Qing Meng felt as if struck by lightning when she heard this. Her body trembled violently, and her hands suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if she had lost control. Her face instantly turned as pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead. It was as if a chill surged up her spine, making the hairs on her body stand on end.

At the same time, Li Xingfeng watched Master Kong walk further and further away until he disappeared from his sight. A sense of daze welled up in his heart, and he muttered to himself, "Is this really a cover-up? Then... where did the real palace maid go?"

Li Xingfeng's trust in Kong Fuzi was unconditional. Seeing Kong Fuzi leave so calmly, he was convinced that Li Xingyun definitely did not bring the palace maid with him. However, this conclusion made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

Li Xingmin heard Li Xingfeng's words and slowly turned his head. He looked at him expressionlessly, his lips slightly parted, but he didn't say a word. His eyes were somewhat deep, making it impossible to peek into his true thoughts.

In stark contrast to Li Xingmin's silence was the subtle sneer on Li Xingfan's face. His smile seemed to be tinged with a hint of gloating, as if he had anticipated what was happening.

Meanwhile, within the imperial study, a hush fell. Li Qiankun sat upright on the dragon throne, his gaze fixed on the memorial before him, but his mind was clearly elsewhere.

Suddenly, the sound of light footsteps broke the tranquility of the imperial study. The young eunuch hurried over, came to Li Qiankun, knelt in greeting, and reported to him everything that had happened on Xuanwu Street.

Li Qiankun listened quietly, his facial expression never changing much, except for the occasional slight frown, as if he was thinking about something.

After the young eunuch finished his report, Li Qiankun was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke up, "Interesting! First it was the Jinyiwei, then the Youzhou generals, and now even Haoran Academy is involved! This brat, Old Thirteen, actually did so many things right under my nose! He's really a hidden talent!"

His voice was not loud, but it carried a kind of majesty that could not be ignored. The young eunuch lowered his head, not daring to look up at Li Qiankun's expression, for fear of saying something wrong.

Li Qiankun commented to himself, with no admiration for Li Xingyun in his tone, only speculation about why he acted this way.

Of course he knew that the test at this level was not as simple as it seemed, and Li Xingyun must have understood this as well.

"Let's wait and see!" Li Qiankun said in a deep voice, "I want to see whether this Shenwu City is my world or the world of the King of Qin!"