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

An Xin glanced sideways at Jiang Zhou, the troublemaker.

"I said it wasn't intentional, do you believe it?" Jiang Zhou touched his nose and said coquettishly.

An Xin: "I believe~"

Just as Jiang Zhou opened his mouth, he heard An Xin say: "I believe you, you idiot, you idiot."

Jiang Zhou's eyes drooped, he glanced at his mountain chief, and muttered: "I'm not the youngest among the six senior brothers, An Rui is the sixth."

"Pfft." An Xin said that I am not a person who likes to laugh unless I can't help it.

An Rui, who was innocently lying at gunpoint, raised his hand to hit Jiang Zhou, a man with a vicious tongue. When he met his half-smiling look, he immediately withdrew his hand in fear.

When An Xin came out, Da Zhuang and Ling Feng were already leading the guards from the mansion, confronting dozens of guards from Duke An Guo's mansion opposite.

"Hey, Master Jijiu has finally come out. I thought you knew you were wrong and didn't dare to come out to see my wife." Mrs. Prince Anguo said in a sinister tone.

"Are you paying attention?" An Xinshuo rubbed his two fingers, "I know your daughter won't stop a man when she sees him on the street. The Crown Prince's wife still has some sense of fairness."

An Xin's tone was calm and righteous.

"Bitch, my mother said you were in the wrong." Feng Wanyao saw several good-looking men standing next to An Xin and walked out to see them.

He looked at her with a sarcastic look, and occasionally approached An Xin to say something, which made her extremely jealous.

"That's right, you threw my daughter into the ditch, and I'm here to settle the score with you." Madam Du, the crown prince's wife, glared at An Xin and the others: "You must give me an explanation."

An Xin raised the corners of his lips, knowing that there was no point in talking to someone like this, who was famous and cunning in the capital.

Just before she was about to speak, Jiang Zhou smiled evilly: "Throw it away, what can you do?"

"He was the one who threw me away." Feng Wanyao was laughed at by Jiang Zhou so much that she looked like a nymphomaniac.

Pointing at Jiang Zhou and Leng Xiangbai, he then said something that shocked everyone, "Mother, can I take them both back to be my husband?"

"Damn it, you fart." Jiang Zhou couldn't see, with a sullen face, turning on the poisonous tongue mode: "I don't even look at your face as big as a basin, your eyes like sesame seeds, your nose like a collapse, and your mouth like a cesspool.

It's not your fault that you look ugly, but it's your fault that you look scary.It's good to think beautiful things, but daydream less. "

Jiang Zhou smoothed his hair from his ears and raised his thick eyebrows. His eyes were like a piece of glass, shining with a sharp luster.

An Xin waited until his student finished speaking, then glanced at a teahouse opposite his house.

Then he withdrew his gaze and concluded in a faint tone: "If all the officials in the imperial court knew that the third prince's maternal ancestry had produced such a well-educated cousin, I wonder if all the civil and military officials would be happy and cheering for him behind his back."

"cheap……"

"Snapped!"

An Xin took back Feng Wanyao, who had spoken dirty words before he had time to attack, and put her back behind her back.

It was the first time I saw Leng Xiangbai, who usually acted as a modest, gentle and gentleman. He took out a plain handkerchief and wiped his palms carefully.

"You, you..." Mrs. Du, the wife of Duke An Guo, was about to get angry and order someone to beat An Xin and the others. At this time, an entourage squeezed in from the crowd watching the excitement, approached and whispered a few words.

Du Shi glared at An Xin and the others unwillingly, gritted her teeth and said, "I'll let you go today, we'll see." Then she secretly glanced at Feng Wanyao in disgust.

After being slapped by Leng Xiangbai, Feng Wanyao was dragged away, but she still refused to give up and shouted that she wanted Du to take back the evil Jiang Zhou and the jade-like handsome Leng Xiangbai.

Seeing that there was no excitement, the people around gradually dispersed. At this time, an official in his sixties walked out from the teahouse opposite, stroking his beard.

Facing An Xin for relying on his old age, he reprimanded him: "An Xin has to be lenient and lenient when it comes to offering wine, but his own students still have to be disciplined.

Now that he has entered the imperial court, he cannot be as rude as that wilderness boy. It is better not to be so arrogant. "

"Master Ji, just go back and teach the third prince well. Master Ji doesn't have to worry about my students." An Xin's eyes were cold, wondering when her students would have someone else's turn to make noises.

The third prince's teacher, Ji Kun, a first-rank scholar, was offended and mocked displeasedly: "I'm just talking too much. I don't know how long Master Jijiu can continue to be so arrogant."

An Xin curled up his lips and said, "As I said, no matter how long I can be arrogant, this is not something I have to worry about.

I advise you to worry less, otherwise you will easily die from overwork. "

"You, you, you...are unreasonable." Academician Ji threw away his sleeves angrily.

He was furious in his heart, as long as the third prince he taught took the position of crown prince, he would kill the woman who had almost replaced him and became the teacher of the third prince who had the best chance of ascending to the throne of Daqian, to relieve the shame in his heart.

How could he not feel ashamed that he, a great scholar with a long history of learning, was not as well-known as a yellow-haired girl among the literati of Daqian?

An Xin looked at University Scholar Ji Kun's slightly stooped back. He didn't know when he had offended this old man, but he saw resentful hatred in his old and muddy eyes.

With Emperor Sheng'an not appearing in court, the chaos became even more chaotic.

Every time the Concubine Xian of the Harem came out to visit Emperor Sheng'an, she didn't know whether she was happy or sad with an expression on her face.

When she returned to her palace, she asked her confidant, the nun, to bring a brazier, and threw her purse into it to burn.

A strange fragrance wafted out, and the old woman hurriedly ran to open the window.

Walking up to Concubine Xian, he said in confusion: "My Lady, why are you so anxious? Our Highness is still young, and I'm afraid that if you ascend to power at this time, you will be hijacked by the ministers of the previous dynasty."

The concubine Xian, who used to be arrogant and domineering in the past, frowned slightly, and a hint of sinisterness flashed in her eyes: "How come I don't know this truth, but I have got the exact information.

The son of the main palace who had been sent by the emperor to pray for Da Qian since childhood was about to be taken back to the palace.

Everyone in the civil and military circles of the dynasty knew that the eldest prince was not favored. He didn't even get a title when he left the palace and built a mansion, and he was still just a low-level prince.

If something happens to the Emperor now, Mammy, tell me who has the best chance of taking the position of Crown Prince at this time. "

"The most intelligent person among our Third Highnesses is none other than him." Mammy flattered her without her conscience.

The old nun who has served Concubine Xian for many years certainly knows what Concubine Xian likes to hear, but if she were to tell her, the third prince born by Concubine Xian is more than honest and lacks intelligence, so he is not a prince.

But as a slave, does she dare to tell the truth?
Of course I don't dare, and I can't do it for the sake of my head.

Sure enough, when Concubine Xian heard her nanny praising the intelligence of the third prince she gave birth to, she raised her lips happily and smiled.

Thinking of something, his face darkened again, and he said in a calm tone: "I am not in a hurry, but if the son of the former queen is allowed to return to the palace, my son will not be the crown prince at that time."