The prince is very cruel

He had received a warning from his father Zhao Tai a long time ago, telling him not to be too high-profile. If he caused trouble again, he would have a hard time explaining himself.

"No!"

"Grand Secretary, I, I didn't intend to commit any murder."

"Yes, it was him. He was the one who provoked me just now. I was so angry that I had a conflict with him!" He pointed at Guan Ning and turned the blame around.

"With so many people watching, Mr. Zhao, you want to lie with your eyes open?" Guan Ning retorted calmly.

Zhao Qing was furious. He had never hated someone so much before: "Guan Ning, do you really want to die?"

Pei Xingwen, such a great scholar, must have guessed what had just happened, but since the other party was Zhao Tai's son, he couldn't say anything.

"enough!"

"If you two have any grudges, please resolve them yourselves, but please do not cause trouble in Shangyin Pavilion. Your Majesty will also be paying attention to this poetry gathering. If anything happens, I will have no choice but to report it to Your Majesty truthfully."

Zhao Qing heard this, although he was not convinced, but there was nothing he could do. He had to give this face, so he could only grit his teeth and bend over: "Yes!"

"Everyone, go away. The poetry reading is about to begin." Pei Xingwen waved his sleeves, then squinted at Pei Nan behind Guan Ning. His expression seemed not to be looking good, and he went in directly.

At this time, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, no longer daring to watch the excitement, and entered the venue one after another.

A conflict was resolved.

But Zhao Qing, who had been humiliated time and again, was not convinced. He looked at Guan Ning fiercely and said, "Guan, just wait for me. You can't be so lucky every time. Sooner or later, you will have to pay back the debt we have made!"

"Hmph!" After he made those harsh words, he turned around and led his men into Shangyin Pavilion, looking very arrogant.

Guan Ning sneered with disdain. As long as Zhao Qing dared to come, he didn't mind letting him accompany Zhao Huan.

"Let's go." He turned around and looked at Pei Nan, but found that his expression was a little unnatural.

"Scared?"

"No, no." Pei Nan shook his head, suddenly feeling worried: "Let's go in first."

"Okay." Guan Ning nodded without thinking too much.

阁内

The building complex is absolutely beautiful, with mountains and water, and the autumn is in full swing. It can be said to be a magnificent view, not inferior to the 4S scenic spots in later generations.

But before Guan Ning had time to appreciate it, suddenly, a young man dressed as a book boy came towards him.

"You two, the Grand Secretary invites you."

Pei Nan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. What was supposed to come had finally come.

"Grand Secretary?" Guan Ning raised his eyebrows, confused, wondering if he knew him.

"Brother, I know this person." Pei Nan smiled bitterly.

Guan Ning suddenly understood. No wonder Pei Xingwen came to his aid just now. It turned out that he knew Pei Nan, and they both had the surname Pei!

"Then go ahead. It's just right. I haven't had time to thank him for what happened just now."

Pei Nan's expression was slightly complicated, and he nodded.

The two followed the servant boy and came to a rather quiet small building. There was no one there. All the people who had participated in the Shangyin Pavilion Poetry Meeting had gone to Quetai.

In the elegant hall, the Confucian-looking Pei Xingwen had an expressionless face, a cup of hot tea in his right hand, and seemed to have been sitting there for a while.

"Grand Secretary, the person has arrived." The servant bowed.

Guan Ning bowed and said, "Greetings, Grand Secretary. Thank you for your generosity just now."

No matter what the other party's purpose was in stopping Zhao Qing, even if he was not afraid of Zhao Qing, the other party was helping him after all, so he should be treated with courtesy. This was his principle.

But the voice fell without an echo.

It seemed that Pei Xingwen had no intention of answering at all. The whole hall was silent and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Second uncle, he is Guan Ning, my friend." Pei Nan frowned slightly and reminded Pei Xingwen.

Guan Ning was surprised, Second Uncle?

Wow, his second uncle is a university scholar like Pei Xingwen. How awesome must this guy’s family background be?

"Hmph!" Pei Xingwen, who had been silent, suddenly snorted coldly and slammed his palm on the table.

boom!

The tea splashed everywhere and the tea bowl almost fell.

Pei Nan trembled, and the servants were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

"How can you dress like this? I'm asking you how can you dress like this!" Pei Xingwen's scholarly appearance was gone, replaced by surging anger, and he kept questioning.

Pei Nan's face turned grim. Knowing he was in the wrong, he bowed and said, "Second Uncle, I know I was wrong."