The emperor faked his death? Never mind, I will ascend the throne directly!

Feng Rusi was so angry that he was shaking all over. If he wasn't weak, he would have punched this shameless boy: "Mr. Chen, you are robbing me by force!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Ling slapped Feng Rushi in the face.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you challenge this young master?"

"Come here, teach this ignorant fellow a lesson!"

Several lackeys rushed forward and beat and kicked Feng Rushi.

Feng Rushi held her head and curled up on the ground, allowing them to beat her. Even though she felt humiliated, she didn't say a word.

After beating the man, Chen Ling was still not satisfied. He spat at Feng Rusi and cursed, "Waste! People like you will never get ahead in life!"

Feng Rushi felt like a broken sack, being kicked around.

My nose was filled with the smell of blood, my ears were buzzing, and the world seemed to become blurry.

He protected his head tightly, allowing the fists and kicks to fall on his body, his heart filled with despair and powerlessness.

Suddenly, the beating stopped.

A loud voice rang out: "Stop!"

Feng Rushi struggled to raise his head, and through his blurred vision, he saw a tall figure standing in front of him, like a small mountain, blocking the sunlight.

The man who came was Tiezhu, who happened to be passing by and saw this scene, and was immediately furious. Although he was honest, he could not stand this kind of bullying.

"How dare you commit such a crime in broad daylight? Is there any law?" Tiezhu said in a muffled voice, his voice like thunder.

Chen Ling was startled by this sudden change. After seeing that the person coming was just a big, strong man, he regained his arrogance and said, "Who are you to meddle in my business?"

Tiezhu grabbed a lackey beside Chen Ling without saying a word, lifted him up like a chicken, and then threw him to the ground.

"Ouch!" The lackey screamed and lay on the ground for a long time without being able to get up.

Seeing this, the other lackeys rushed up shouting.

Tie Zhu sneered, and his figure was like a ghost, moving through the crowd, punches and kicks falling like raindrops.

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by bursts of screams, the lackeys were all knocked to the ground, wailing non-stop.

"Who on earth are you? How dare you meddle in my affairs?"

Chen Ling didn't believe that there was anyone in the capital who didn't know him, and he didn't believe that there was anyone who would dare to run into someone's gun.

Tiezhu and Zhao Sheng had been traveling back and forth between the capital and outside for Li Chengfeng in recent days. Even if they were stupid, they knew a little about the true faces of these playboys.

But his deep sense of justice does not allow anyone to bully the weak.

"My name is Tiezhu, and I can't stand you bullying me!"

"Bullying? He's just a poor scholar, and he's worthy of attending a poetry gathering? I'm teaching him a lesson!"

Chen Ling was still making excuses.

Tiezhu straightened his chest and raised his fists in front of his chest: "Teach him a lesson? With your fists? Then I will teach you what the rules are!"

"Bang bang bang!"

There was another series of hitting sounds, and Chen Ling's pampered body fell to the ground, pointing at the iron pillar with a swollen eye and trembling.

"You... do you know who I am? If you dare to hit me, you're dead!"

Tiezhu didn't fall for it and took two steps closer, casting a huge shadow over Chen Ling. "I don't care who you are. If you dare to bully me, I'll beat you up!"

Chen Ling turned pale with fear upon seeing this. He knew he was no match for Tie Zhu, so he could only sternly say, "Just wait, my father won't let you go!"

Then he ran away in shame.

Tie Zhu looked at Chen Ling's receding figure and spat, "What the hell! If I see you bullying someone again, I'll beat you up!"

Feng Rushi struggled to get up from the ground, his face bruised and swollen, his clothes tattered, looking like a beggar.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to Tiezhu gratefully, "Thank you for saving me, brave man. I am very grateful to you."

Tie Zhu waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me. I just helped someone when I saw injustice. But you are a scholar, delicate and tender. In the future, try not to mess with those playboys, or you will suffer."

Feng Rusi gave a wry smile, feeling a mixture of emotions. He had been a learned man, eager to distinguish himself through poetry, but he had never expected to encounter such humiliation.

All of this was seen by a pair of eyes hiding in the dark.

"OP, this is what happened." A man in black knelt on one knee and reported to Cheng Ruxue.

Cheng Ruxue sat on a carved wooden chair, her delicate fingers tapping the tabletop lightly, making a crisp sound. After listening to the report, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes.

"Tiezhu? Li Chengfeng's bodyguard? How did he appear there? And saved Feng Rusi?"

Cheng Ruxue tapped the table lightly with her slender fingers, her brows furrowed.

"Reporting to the host, it is absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes."

The spy bowed and replied.

Cheng Ruxue thought to herself, "Although Feng Rusi has some talent, he's just a poor scholar after all. What exactly does Li Chengfeng like about him?"

She always doubted Li Chengfeng's ability to govern the country, and was even less optimistic about his future development.

But she had to admit that Li Chengfeng had a sharp eye and was very accurate in judging people.

Although Feng Rushi has already joined him, there is no guarantee that he will not be poached by Li Chengfeng.

She supported Feng Rusi because she wanted to use his talents to help herself, but now it seems that she might have been making things difficult for others.

Thinking of this, Cheng Ruxue felt a sense of crisis.

She must find a way to stabilize Feng Rushi as soon as possible and never let him fall into Li Chengfeng's hands.

"Where is Feng Rusi now?" Cheng Ruxue asked.

"Replying to the OP, Feng Rushi has already left the poetry gathering and his whereabouts are unknown," the man in black replied.

Cheng Ruxue pondered for a moment and ordered, "Send someone to secretly protect Feng Rusi and make sure he doesn't fall into Li Chengfeng's hands."

Cheng Ruxue has always disliked such pretentious occasions, but she dislikes things getting out of her control even more.

She supported Feng Rushi with the intention of placing a chess piece in the court so that she could use him for her own benefit in the future.

But now it seems that Feng Rushi, this chess piece, is in danger of being intercepted by someone.

Cheng Ruxue sneered, flicked her slender finger, and a golden leaf fell steadily into the hands of the man in black.

"Go, buy a ticket to the poetry reading."

She doesn't want to give up Feng Rusi easily.

The man in black hesitated: "Master, this poetry meeting..."

"Why? This host can't go?"

Cheng Ruxue raised her eyebrows, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

"I dare not, I will do it right away."

Cheng Ruxue watched the shadow disappear and sighed.

Shadow was simply worried that his identity would be discovered by Li Chengfeng. Recently, the "Hidden Dragon" headed by Zhao Sheng has been very active in the dark corners of the capital.

But as both are intelligence organizations, we will have to face this challenge sooner or later, so we might as well just go with the flow.