It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

After walking in, Duke An saw a tall and thin figure standing in the yard, wearing a pure black fox fur cloak, exuding a dignified temperament.

Her skin was as creamy as if it could be broken by blowing bullets, her face was slightly sickly pale, her lips were like cherry blossoms and light pink, her hair was like a black waterfall hanging down her waist, her eyes were arrogant, and she stood there looking at everyone indifferently.

A gentleman is humble and gentle like jade.

"Why did Mr. Jiang come to the Duke's mansion?" The eldest son Feng Zhibang was surprised. This one died in childbirth after giving birth to the queen, and his foster father and brother died in battle.

He was only twelve or thirteen years old based on the status of old Cheng Engong's adoptive son, and he brought the only heir left by Cheng Engong's son, the third young master Jiang who insisted on pushing Chengengong's mansion up.

Now that everyone in the capital sees someone who respectfully calls Mr. Jiang, how could they come to his house today for no reason.

Jiang Xuan raised his lips, his tone was always gentle: "Passing by."

Feng Zhibang felt embarrassed when he saw the mess in the front yard, but it was Jiang Xuan who came uninvited with a calm face, without showing a trace of embarrassment.

Old An Guogong nodded to Jiang Xuan, and then looked at the two groups of people who had separated.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that the servants and guards on my side have the upper hand, because there are no obvious scars where they are exposed, and the man and woman standing in front of the opponent are better.

The two servant girls, five maids, and two attendants behind them all had obvious scratches and bruises on their faces, necks, and exposed arms.

An Guogong asked solemnly: "Who are you, why did you break into the government of our country and make trouble?"

"Your daughter-in-law can lead someone to scratch my student in the street, why can't I come to your house and teach her how to do it?" An Xin said carelessly.

Feng Zhibang's excited voice trembled: "You, you are that famous female mountain leader who can teach and educate people."

Then he turned to An Guogong and said, "Father, she is the teacher you want to hire for Shaolin."

An Guogong glared at his son, despising others in middle age, and still so unstable.

Thinking of his daughter-in-law being imprisoned for her natal brother and leading people to scratch Jiang Zhongcheng, the living king of Yushitai, An Guogong was also unhappy.

Seeing that An Xin's face softened a little, what he said was threatening. After all, he had been in a high position for a long time, and he didn't take An Xin, a female teacher who could teach, seriously.

"Master An Xiaoshan, right?"

An Xin raised her eyebrows: "You don't change your name when you're going, and you don't change your surname when you sit, that's right."

Seeing that An Xin didn't come here to bow down and flatter him like everyone else just because he is the Duke of the country.

Still standing there tall and straight, bowed his hands to him without being rude, and faced himself with neither humble nor overbearing, An Guogong's displeasure rose in his heart.

Seeing An Guogong staring at her, with a hint of contempt for her in his eyes, An Xin raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and raised his head, to see who would not be able to pretend.

Kong Xun and Jiang Xuan, who came over and stood beside them, looked at An Xin who raised his head slightly, and looked like I was more arrogant than you, and couldn't help but curl up his mouth with affection in his eyes.

An Guogong: "Hmph! The head of the mountain is really different."

An Xin took this yin and yang weirdness as a compliment to herself.

Proudly said: "It's a little different, because I have darker skin than other women you see."

An Guogong: "..." Is this what the old man means?

Seeing An Xin's rough and dark face after going out for more than two years, it seemed that she was right.

An Guogong, who didn't want to talk to An Xin anymore, said what he thought of.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

"It's a serious crime to trespass on the Duke's mansion. If you don't want to be arrested and go to jail, you can obediently stay here and be my grandson's husband."

An Xin: "Aren't you afraid that if I stay unwillingly, I will teach your grandson to be more and more stupid?"

"How dare you!" Du Shi, who crawled out of the vat and was helped back to the room by the maid who had been looking for him and changed his clothes, heard what An Xin said as soon as he came back.

He gave An Xin a vicious look, then looked at An Guogong and his husband and said, "My wife does not agree to invite her to be Shaolin's teacher. How can such a vulgar woman teach good students."

"I'm afraid that those students brought from her hometown who were admitted to the No. [-] Scholar are already talented and smart, so she took advantage of it and gained the honor of her students, which made them famous in the capital."

After being told by Mrs. An, An Guogong and his son Feng Zhibang also looked at An Xin suspiciously.

An Xin didn't make excuses, she had a thick skin and let them watch her, a female mountain leader who was trying to gain fame.

The eldest son Feng Zhibang was easily led astray and asked, "Is this true?"

An Xin touched her nose, looking guilty.

Now the father and son became more suspicious, and the way they looked at An Xin changed.

An Guogong also lost patience with An Xin and the others. Since he didn't have real talents, he couldn't teach his smart only grandson.

Then why keep her? Invite them to lunch?

He told the guards of the captain who had brought them back: "Take away all the troublemakers. If you dare to fight in our An Guogong's mansion, the men will be sent to work in the mines mined by the imperial court, and the women will be sent to be official prostitutes.

The one who grew up in a small mountain, just for the sake of her students, she should be demoted to slavery and become an official slave. "

An Guogong finished speaking.

Kong Xun and Jiang Xuan's expressions darkened slightly, and their eyes became cold and deep, bottomless.

Da Zhuang and Er Hu were also full of anger.

Qingfeng Mingyue bit her lips and her face turned pale. They were all worried about themselves, and they were also worried that An Xin would be demoted to slavery by this powerful Duke.

An Guogong made such a serious punishment, which was also unexpected to the guards of the captain, but they were only people sent by his lord to obey the orders, and there was nothing that An Guogong could do if he wanted to do this.

An Xin patted her two girls, turned her head to look at An Guogong coldly, and said in a calm tone, "You are so old, you should take a look at the wind before you speak, it really scared my girls."

The high-ranking Lord An understood it. An Xin said that he was talking too much, so he slipped his tongue carefully.

An Guogong's eyes were dark, and his tone was harsh: "Little girl, dare you speak wild words."

"That is to say, what can you do?"

When An Xin said that he would send his two maids to be official prostitutes, and Da Zhuang and Er Hu to work as coolies in the mines, there was no way for these two to survive.

It is known that An Guogong is also a narrow-minded and vicious person.

Or with what she did today, she just led someone into the Duke's mansion to go out of line, and the rest really didn't kill her.

Even if there is something to offend, it will not trample people to death.

At this time, An Guogong felt that it would be superfluous to look at An Xin and the others.

He yelled at the guards in the captain's office: "If you don't take this group of vulgar and unruly people away, they are worthy of arguing with the Duke of this country."

Du Shi recalled the snowflakes and icicles all over his body when he climbed out of the water tank, and saw that An Xin and the others were about to be demoted by their father-in-law to slaves, maidservants and prostitutes.

On the sinister face, there was a smile on the corner of the mouth, and a flash of joy flashed in the eyes.

While Mrs. Du was gloating, two young and domineering voices came from the gate of Duke Anguo's mansion.

"Mr. An really speaks of a high position and authority."

"Exactly! Where does An Guogong want to send my master's teacher!"