This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Unfortunately, Xiao Jianren's memories contained too much dross; finding anything useful in a pile of garbage would indeed take some time.

Then someone might ask, "Weren't the memories merged? Why didn't you look for them earlier?" That's the crux of the matter: who would willingly rummage through a garbage dump looking for something valuable?

Xiao Xingchen is in this situation right now. If there's nothing else to do, he absolutely doesn't want to touch that memory. To put it nicely, he's an upright person, and he doesn't approve of what Xiao Jianren did.

To put it bluntly, why should Xiao Jianren be able to indulge in a life of pleasure while I have to be treated like a slave?

However, in the corners of his memory, Xiao Xingchen still discovered something.

This gathering of poets will witness a momentous event that will shake the world, and this event will also foreshadow the princess's future investiture as a princess.

This incident could ruin many people, resolve his current crisis, and even gain him the Crown Prince's friendship.

However, this matter did not align with his long-term plans. Even disregarding the long-term vision, he needed a protective shield in the present, and the identity of the Confucian Temple was clearly much more reliable than that of the Crown Prince. Therefore, he chose the Confucian Temple.

The old man, the Quasi-Sage, had to be dragged into this mess. Only then could he have some protection after entering Yong'an City. At least publicly, no one would dare to harm him. Therefore, the title of Quasi-Sage's disciple had to be firmly established.

"Your Highness, since it's a secret, shall we tell you quietly?"

Xiao Xingchen looked around. With so many people watching, a hint of fear appeared on his face.

“That is so. Come forward and speak to me alone.”

The crown prince nodded in satisfaction; the request was not excessive.

"Okay, could you please remove the people first?"

"Guards, step back ten paces," the prince ordered.

"Can i do it now?"

"Of course, of course, I'm here."

Xiao Xingchen gave the Saint a pleading look at him. What he was about to say was, frankly, a bit of a pain in the ass, but it would definitely shake the Great Qian Dynasty and even the entire world. In his previous life, it would have dominated the trending topics.

This brings us to Xiao Jianren. He'd eaten so much excrement that he'd been drawn in by the stench. That's exactly what happened – he was so terrified after learning this secret that he didn't dare leave the house for three months. It was just too shocking!

He had only visited a brothel, yet he stumbled upon the biggest gossip in the Great Qian Dynasty. He had never dared to mention this chance encounter to anyone until Xiao Xingchen brought it up today.

His gaze towards the crown prince was complex, even somewhat pitying; even as he approached the prince, he hesitated.

What makes her hesitant is whether the Crown Prince can withstand this blow. Would she really want to personally depose a perfectly healthy Crown Prince?

"Your Highness, before we discuss this matter, I would like to ask you: if you encountered a major setback, would you be completely devastated?"

"Nonsense! How could any setback defeat my brilliant and mighty Crown Prince?"

"Oh, that's good, that's good. Well then, I'll really tell you, but you'd better hang in there."

Xiao Xingchen was still worried. They had only recently transmigrated, and if they were to cripple someone else's crown prince like this, she would truly feel guilty.

"Hurry up and tell me," Xiao Xingchen's hesitant manner only heightened the suspense.

"Everyone can bear witness that I have only told the Crown Prince about this. If I have told a third person, may I be struck by lightning and die without a burial place. So don't force me. Even if it means death, I will not tell a third person about this."

Xiao Xingchen was stunned again, and then inexplicably made a vow to the onlookers, which made everyone even more confused.

Is this a show of loyalty?

Those in the shadows looked puzzled. It seemed the young man was pledging his loyalty to the Crown Prince, but something felt off.

"Speak quickly,"

"Alright, alright, I'll tell you, I'll tell you. But Your Highness, you mustn't be angry. You have to promise me you won't kill me."

"If you don't talk now, I'll kill you right now!" The crown prince was getting impatient; why was this boy being so slow?

"Okay, I'll talk, I'll talk." Xiao Xingchen was still hesitating, a conflicted look on her face, finding it really difficult to speak.

"Are you fucking going to talk or not? If you don't, I'll chop you up!"

The crown prince leaped off his horse, strode over to Xiao Xingchen, and grabbed him by the collar.

"I was just about to say it, Your Highness, why don't you come closer?"

Everyone watched with curiosity as Xiao Xingchen whispered something in the Crown Prince's ear. Surprisingly, after just one whisper, the Crown Prince froze on the spot, unable to move.

The boy quickly retreated, running towards the ten-mile pavilion before anyone could react to what had happened.

At the ten-mile-long pavilion, the young man slid to his knees and knelt before an old man, shouting,

"Teacher, save me."

This scene left everyone dumbfounded. You've already publicly reported the Princess, so who would still want to kill you?

The Crown Prince will definitely protect you in the future, otherwise who will dare to risk their lives for him?

This is normal human thinking. If someone reports on your political enemies, you'd definitely want to ensure their safety. They're risking their lives for you, right? It's the right thing to do.

But the situation before them seemed to be quite the opposite. After a moment of stunned silence, the crown prince flew into a rage, his murderous aura surging, and he roared with a ferocious expression.

"Guards, chop him up!"

Even the soldiers brought by the Crown Prince were stunned for a moment, thinking they had misheard, until they saw the Crown Prince draw his sword and rush into the pavilion. Only then did they react.

"kill!"

In an instant, a murderous aura filled the air. Those hiding in the shadows could no longer remain still. Whether they were Madam Chen's men, Emperor Wu's secret guards, or even the shadows of the Prime Minister's residence, their orders were all to protect this young man.

Although no one could understand what had happened between the crown prince and the boy, the result was obvious: the crown prince had already drawn his sword and slashed in.

Daji, standing in the pavilion, wore an expression that said, "I knew it." She knew things weren't that simple; this scoundrel would be wasting his despicable nature if he didn't cause some trouble.

Lan Beitang was utterly dumbfounded. Where am I? Who am I? What am I doing? An unprecedented sense of bewilderment filled his face. He felt his worldview crumbling; today's events had unfolded inexplicably, and something felt off.

Lan Beitang looked at the Second Saint, who was now kneeling before him, begging for help. The Second Saint was completely bewildered, so much so that he didn't even see the Crown Prince arrive.

What exactly did he say?

This was Lan Beitang's biggest question at this moment, and also the question of everyone present. To have a single sentence enrage the Crown Prince to the point of wanting him dead was no ordinary feat.

He was once again impressed by Xiao Xingchen; his talent for causing trouble was truly unparalleled.

Seeing the Crown Prince's eyes widen in fury, and that he charged forward like a madman with his sword drawn, they realized he was about to explode.

Outside the pavilion, several men in black suddenly appeared, blocking the soldiers who rushed forward. Several more, with exceptional agility, headed straight for the pavilion.

In the distance, a golden-armored warrior, spears pointed diagonally, charged forward on his steed, intent on crushing everything in his path.

All of this stemmed from a single sentence uttered by Xiao Xingchen, a sentence he would never dare to repeat a second time.

In other words, this time, he had no choice but to say it. If he didn't, he couldn't create any trouble for the people in front of him. But saying it also meant that a greater crisis awaited him behind him.

"Teacher, help!"

Seeing that Ya Sheng was still in a daze, he roared again, "Damn it, if you don't say anything, I've dug this pit for nothing!"