How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 103 Damn it, I might as well just blow him up.

"what!"

"Imperial Censor Wang!!!"

Prefect Zhao exclaimed in surprise, never expecting that someone would actually dare to make a move. He quickly ran to Censor Wang's side, helped him up, and then pointed an enraged finger at Ning Yu.

"You've rebelled! You've gone too far! How dare you! You even dare to hit the imperial censor sent by the court. This is treason, a crime punishable by the extermination of your entire family."

Prefect Zhao had no other idea than to pin the blame on Ning Yu.

Imperial Censor Wang clutched his burning, aching abdomen, his face turning from pale to ashen, and he was having difficulty breathing.

His gaze toward Ning Yu was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

They're all insane, fucking lunatics.
As an imperial censor, he never imagined in his life that he would be beaten up one day.

"Who are you?" Imperial Censor Wang demanded angrily.

Prefect Zhao hurriedly said, "Sir, this woman is named Ning Yu. She is a disciple of Chief Lin and works as a clerk in the Zhi'an Prefecture. Now that she dares to make a move, she must have been instructed by Chief Lin."

After kicking you, Ning Yu shouted, "That's right, it was me who kicked you. You can go back now and tell the Grand Tutor that it was me, Ning Yu, who kicked you."

Her current thought is that she cannot let her master do it.

Otherwise, if the master takes action, we will truly fall into the Grand Tutor's trap.

The purpose of sending the censor was nothing more than to frame her master. Besides, she was by her master's side, so how could she not know his temperament?

If she really pushed her master too far, she was afraid he would kill the censor.

If only.

That would be a really big problem.

The sky is falling.

Ning Yu's two attendants witnessed the scene before them, their expressions indifferent. Although Ning Yu had beaten up the censor, in their eyes, it was not a big deal.

Li Zhengdao's face turned ashen. He knew they were doomed; their Anzhou Prefecture was definitely going to be completely taken over from head to toe.

In his eyes, the censor was someone who could not be touched in the slightest.

"What...what are you all standing there for?" Wang Yushi finally caught his breath, feeling utterly humiliated. Enraged, he roared at the soldiers around him, "Assaulting an imperial envoy is an unforgivable crime! Seize this shrew! Seize her on the spot!"

The soldiers were slightly taken aback, then brandished their weapons and aimed at Ning Yu.

"Let me see who dares?"

Lin Fan stood in front of Ning Yu, his gaze sharp and intense as he stared intently at all the soldiers present.

Such a terrifying sense of oppression instantly made the soldiers present tense.

Although they had been training in the city defense camp, they knew something about this Commander Lin.

He is assertive and ruthless.

During his tenure, he swept through Anju.

I've heard that he possesses extremely high martial arts skills, beyond human capabilities. The iron rod he carries weighs sixty pounds, and one blow from it would cripple someone even if they didn't die. Now that Imperial Censor Wang wants them to fight, if they really start fighting, they'll definitely be throwing their lives away.

Prefect Zhao roared, "You, surnamed Lin, are incredibly audacious! The Censor is here on orders. Now that your apprentice has assaulted the Censor, it means you have done it. It seems you truly intend to rebel, don't you?"

"What are you all standing there for? Charge! Take them down! Anyone who disobeys will be dealt with according to military law."

Following Prefect Zhao's order, the soldiers looked at each other, unsure whether to advance or not. At this critical moment, Lin Fan suddenly slammed the iron rod in his hand into the ground. With a loud thud, the rod struck the ground, creating a deep crater.

The deafening roar stunned everyone present.

"If you want to die, feel free to try," Lin Fan said angrily.

The soldiers looked at the crumbling and dented floor tiles.

I just felt a little short of breath.

There was an indescribable sense of oppression.

“Master, it’s alright,” Ning Yu said.

Lin Fan raised his hand to interrupt, "It's alright. You are my disciple, and as your master, I will naturally protect you. I know you are afraid that I will take action against this censor, but it doesn't matter. What can he do if I do something?"

After saying that, he strode forward.

Prefect Zhao, who was supporting Imperial Censor Wang, was startled and couldn't help but want to back down. However, he knew that this was his only chance to take down Lin Fan, so he couldn't back down.

The soldiers, who had been on high alert, retreated, unable to withstand Lin Fan's overwhelming presence.

Just as Prefect Zhao was about to speak.

boom!
A muffled sound!
Lin Fan didn't bother arguing with him and kicked out directly, hitting Prefect Zhao squarely in the chest.

Prefect Zhao let out a pig-like scream, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground several meters away. He clutched his chest, curled up in a ball, and cried and snotted from the pain.

He had anticipated that Lin Fan might make a move and was prepared to be beaten, but the force of this kick far exceeded his expectations; his internal organs almost shifted.

Lin Fan didn't even glance at the screaming Prefect Zhao. He walked straight up to Imperial Censor Wang, looking down at him with undisguised contempt in his eyes.

She reached out and grabbed his head, shaking it back and forth.

"Do you think that just because you're an imperial censor and have the power to supervise all officials, you can act arrogantly and presumptuously in front of me, Lin Fan?" Lin Fan shouted angrily, his words striking Wang Yushi's heart like a thunderbolt.

Imperial Censor Wang's head was completely muddled from being shaken.

I was really shaken silly.

As I said before, in all my years as an official, when have I ever encountered such a situation?

Local officials who saw him were all terrified, some even abandoning their posts and fleeing. They had never encountered anyone who chose to confront him head-on like he does now.

"Speak!!!" Lin Fan raised his voice again, as loud as thunder.

The reprimanded Imperial Censor Wang suddenly snapped back to his senses, raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed, saying, "How dare you! Do you know who I am?"

Imperial Censor Wang's voice trembled, almost as if he were about to cry.

Snapped--!
Lin Fan flicked his hand, causing Imperial Censor Wang's head to twitch to the side. Imperial Censor Wang's mouth twitched, and he was stunned. If this matter were to spread, it would probably become a huge joke.

The censor actually got beaten up.

This has never happened before in the more than 300-year history of the dynasty.

"You don't even know who you are, yet you dare to be so arrogant in front of me. Do you think I, Lin Fan, am easy to bully?"

“Anzhou is my Anzhou, not a place for you to run wild.”

Lin Fan's words left Imperial Censor Wang speechless. His lips moved a few times, as if he had a lot to say but didn't know what to say.

He could only stare blankly at Lin Fan in disbelief.

Judging from his chest heaving like a blower, the Imperial Censor Wang before him was clearly furious.

"say!!!"

Lin Fan exerted overwhelming pressure, forcibly placing all the pressure on Imperial Censor Wang.

Ning Yu was completely stunned when she saw her domineering master.

Her two attendants exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of panic in each other's eyes. They realized that if Lin Fan were truly wanted, he might actually take an iron rod and run to the capital to beat the Grand Tutor to death.

Others may not know, but how could they not know how terrifying Lin Fan's strength is?

That's a level of strength that no human could possibly possess.

At this moment, Imperial Censor Wang was filled with resentment and even roared in a wronged manner, "I am an Imperial Censor!"

“Even your father, the Imperial Censor, is no good,” Lin Fan said angrily.

"Ah..." Imperial Censor Wang roared madly, his defenses completely broken by Lin Fan's high-pressure tactics. He screamed like a madman, looking at the surrounding soldiers, "What are you all standing there for? Take him down! Take him down..."

"Do you all want to rebel?"

Seeing that the soldiers remained unmoved.

Imperial Censor Wang was utterly enraged.

The soldiers gritted their teeth, having no other choice, and charged toward Lin Fan with their weapons. Qian Tao and the others were about to make a move when Lin Fan stopped them with a look.

He immediately took action, snapping the extended weapon in two. Of course, he didn't kill them, but instead threw the soldiers to the ground. They were all acting under orders, and if they didn't act, it would be difficult to complete their mission.

In just a few moments.

The soldiers lay down on the ground. Some of them were not seriously injured, but they knew that once they were lying down, they had to stay there and not think that they were okay and try to get up again.

"you you."

Imperial Censor Wang stared wide-eyed, utterly incredulous, at the fact that all the soldiers he had brought had fallen to the ground.

Lin Fan looked at Imperial Censor Wang and said, "Get out! Get out of Anzhou right now and go back to tell the Grand Tutor to come up with whatever he wants. Do you think I, Lin Fan, am afraid of him?"

Having suffered such humiliation, Imperial Censor Wang realized that he was truly out of options now.

They continued their standoff with Lin Fan.

He was the one who suffered.

"You, surnamed Lin, are truly audacious! You just wait!" Imperial Censor Wang scrambled away in a hurry, and when he rushed to the gate of the Prefectural Government, he was shocked to find the streets filled with people.

"What are you looking at? You bunch of troublemakers."

Imperial Censor Wang vented all his anger and humiliation on the innocent people, roaring in a helpless rage.

Lin Fan, who was in the courtyard, heard Imperial Censor Wang angrily cursing the people as troublemakers. He couldn't tolerate it, so he strode out and kicked the man to the ground.

Look around for suitable tools.

Suddenly, he saw an old man leading an ox. He went up to him, borrowed the whip for driving the ox, and without saying a word, swung it directly at Imperial Censor Wang.

"You son of a bitch, this is Anzhou. Do you think you can insult the people of Anzhou?"

"You troublemaker? I think you're just a corrupt official."

Lin Fan lashed out at Imperial Censor Wang, making him scream in agony and writhe on the ground. He grimaced in pain, and soon he lay motionless on the ground, completely unconscious from the lashing.

The surrounding people were stunned.

Completely dumbfounded.

They wouldn't have believed it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Some commoners knew that the Censor of the Censorate who had been beaten by Lord Lin had the power to supervise all officials, but now that Lord Lin had beaten the censor, the commoners who knew a little about this turned pale.

They realized that Master Lin had committed a grave crime.

Seeing that Imperial Censor Wang had fainted, Lin Fan stopped, returned the whip to the old man, and turned to walk into the government office. Prefect Zhao, who was barely holding on, didn't dare to look at Lin Fan at all. He lowered his head, pressed himself against the wall, and walked out timidly.

"You, surnamed Zhao, you just wait for me," Lin Fan said, pointing at Prefect Zhao.

Upon hearing this, Prefect Zhao trembled.

I felt utterly terrified.

He was even 100% certain that Lin Fan was a madman.

……

A jail cell.

Li Zhengdao sat there sighing, despair in his eyes.

"Deputy Squad Leader Li, why are you always sighing?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

Li Zhengdao looked at Lin Fan with a complicated expression.

"Chief Lin, let's run! The world is vast, there are many places we can run to, and with your strength, there's nowhere we can't go."

Lin Fan laughed and said, "Run? Why would I run?"

Li Zhengdao smiled bitterly, "My dear Lin Zongban, you are really not suited to be an official. You can't stand the slightest grievance. But that person is an imperial censor from the Censorate. If you beat him up and resist investigation, and this gets back to the court, you will face arrest warrants from the three judicial departments, and the army will enter the city and surround the prefecture. At that time, not even a fly will be able to get out."

Back in Yong'an, Li Zhengdao knew that Lin Fan was fearless.

He was a clerk at the time.

Thinking only of safety and survival, they let Lin Fan do whatever he wanted, but who could have imagined that he would cause such a huge trouble after arriving in Anzhou?

The only solution to this problem now is...

Unless the emperor doesn't pursue the matter.

But is this possible?
Beating up the censor is the same as slapping the emperor in the face; how could it not be investigated?

"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for my own actions. It has nothing to do with you," Lin Fan said.

Li Zhengdao shook his head and said, "How can it not be related? You are our head instructor, and we belong to your faction. That can't be changed. That's why I said, let's run while we still have a chance. We can't just sit here and wait to die."

Ning Yu said, "I won't run away. I'll think of a way. I have connections."

Li Zhengdao glanced at Ning Yu and sighed inwardly. Although he knew that Ning Yu had a powerful background, even with such a background, it would probably be difficult to resolve this matter.

In the imperial court, the Grand Tutor definitely wanted to kill Lin Fan.

And since they have no one in the court, who will help them?
When Ning Yu's elders learned of this, they probably didn't want to get involved, since this was a matter of challenging the dignity of the imperial court, and it couldn't be resolved in just a few words.

Yang Ming stood there, trying to appear calm. To be honest, Yang Ming was naturally very afraid, because he still had family and parents. But ever since he followed Brother Lin...

The life I'm living is truly exciting!

As Lin Ge's confidant, he will inevitably be implicated when the imperial court investigates and holds him accountable. His family will likely be raided, demoted to a lowly status, or even exiled.

Lin Fan knew that everyone present was preoccupied, so he unconsciously reached for the hilt of his knife.

At worst, I'll just self-destruct.

If he can force his way into the palace with impunity, then threaten him with the emperor's safety to end the matter there. If that doesn't work, then they can all self-destruct.

Those in power are not afraid of their power being eroded.

What I fear most is that my safety cannot be guaranteed.

At this moment, Ning Yu didn't say much. He left the cell and called his two attendants over. "Go back immediately and tell my maternal grandfather and my aunt about this. Tell them that the Grand Tutor is making things difficult for me and has sent an imperial censor to Anzhou to try to kill me. Also, tell them that I was slashed by someone sent by the imperial censor."

Attendant A: "Huh!?"

Attendant B: "...?"

"What are you all standing there for? Go on!" Ning Yu urged.

The two men said nothing more and turned to leave.

……

barracks.

Qin Zhenfu was completely stunned when he saw Wang Yushi, who was being carried back on a stretcher by soldiers, with a bruised and swollen face, disheveled official robes, and already unconscious.

"How is this going?"

He was completely dumbfounded.

Could it be that Lin Fan beat the censor up like this?
That's incredibly audacious.

Prefect Zhao, with a mournful face, said angrily, "Brother Qin, the censor was severely beaten by Lin Fan. He is truly lawless and arrogant. You must take the soldiers and immediately surround the prefectural government office, capture them, and kill them without exception if they dare to arrest them."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhenfu's eyebrows twitched slightly, feeling that things were developing in a rather explosive manner.

He truly couldn't believe it.

Lin Fan may be a bit domineering, but at least he's not stupid. How could he be so stupid?

"Brother Zhao, please calm down. This matter needs further consideration. Although I am the governor, I do not have the authority to mobilize troops into the city. We must have the proper procedures. I think we should wake up Censor Wang as soon as possible and have him send the message to the Censorate to report to His Majesty," Governor Qin said.

Upon hearing this, Prefect Zhao became anxious. "Brother Qin, given the current situation, you still want Imperial Censor Wang to question the Censorate and wait for the Censorate to report to the Emperor. By the time this happens, it will be too late."

Qin Zhenfu's face hardened, and his tone became firm. "Brother Zhao, rules are rules. Without a clear order from the imperial court, arbitrarily mobilizing troops to enter is a crime tantamount to treason. I, Qin, cannot bear this responsibility. Please do not make things difficult for me!"

“You…” Prefect Zhao glared at Qin Zhenfu, his beard bristling.

He only just realized it.

This Commander Qin really doesn't want to leave himself any mistakes.

at this time.

Wang Yushi, lying on the stretcher, let out a weak groan and slowly woke up.

Prefect Zhao, disregarding his argument with Commander Qin, rushed to the stretcher and helped him up with concern. "Your Excellency, you're awake? How are you feeling? Are you alright?"

Censor Wang's head was spinning, as if he was recalling what had just happened. When he remembered what had happened, his face turned ashen. "Damn it, that Lin fellow deserves to die! I am a censor, how dare he hit me?"

“Your Excellency, how can we tolerate such a madman? We must immediately report to the Censorate and petition His Majesty to send troops to surround the prefecture and capture this madman,” said Prefect Zhao.

Imperial Censor Wang looked at Commander Qin and said, "Quickly, send troops to capture him."

Qin Zhenfu said, "Imperial Censor, this does not comply with the regulations. According to the court's rules, only thirty soldiers can be mobilized. Without the court's procedures, I cannot mobilize soldiers into the city."

He was determined not to get involved in this mess.

This is clearly the Grand Tutor's attempt to take action against Lin Fan. Although the Grand Tutor now wields immense power, there are still forces within the court to check and balance him.

He would never easily mobilize troops without receiving clear instructions from the imperial court.

To avoid giving others a handle to use against you and getting yourself into trouble.

Imperial Censor Wang looked at Commander Qin and immediately shouted towards the door, "Someone, hurry to the capital and report this to the Censorate."

……

Two days later.

Is this Anzhou?

The Ninth Prince looked around the city with curiosity and found that the local people were in good spirits. He came to a tea stall.

"Sir, what kind of tea would you like?"

"the best."

"Alright." The stall owner quickly went to prepare.

The Ninth Prince never skimped on food and drink.

Soon, a pot of steaming hot tea was served.

The Ninth Prince took a sip; the taste was acceptable.

Seeing that there weren't many customers, he took the opportunity to ask the stall owner, "Stadium owner, I'm from out of town. I've heard that your General Manager Lin is a very important figure. Is that true?"

There weren't many customers at the moment, but when the stall owner saw this distinguished-looking outsider take the initiative to ask about the pride of Anzhou, he immediately started talking non-stop, his face beaming with pride.

"Sir, you've come to the right person. Our Chief Lin is a very important figure. He stands up for us ordinary people. Look around, there aren't any thugs or hooligans here, are there?"

"Hmm, no, it is indeed rare."

"That's for sure. Those who dare to bully others are locked up in jail. As for those who commit violence in the street, I think the grass on their graves would be as tall as their ankles by now."

The stall owner was filled with gratitude and admiration when talking about the practical things that Master Lin had done for them.

But soon, as if he had thought of something upsetting, the smile on his face disappeared, his brows furrowed tightly, and he sighed heavily.

The Ninth Prince witnessed this scene. "What's wrong?"

"Hey, our Master Lin is in trouble."

"Oh? What's the problem?"

“A few days ago, the censor came to Anzhou. It was obvious that he was ordered by the Grand Tutor to deal with our Master Lin. But is our Master Lin the kind of person who would suffer a loss? He beat up the censor without saying a word. I heard that beating up the censor is a serious crime that can get you beheaded, so we are all afraid that Master Lin is in danger.”

"what……?"

The Ninth Prince stared blankly, his mind blank.

Beat up the censor?
After thinking about it, I can accept it.

Lin Zongban doesn't even respect the Ninth Prince, so it's normal for him to be a mere censor.

But he grasped the key point.

Grand Tutor.

"Why is the Grand Tutor targeting Master Lin?" The Ninth Prince was very puzzled. The Grand Tutor had always stayed in the capital, so how could he have any dealings with Master Lin?

The stall owner then explained the situation regarding the Mingwang Cult.

The Ninth Prince nodded repeatedly. It turned out that the Mingwang Cult was supported by the Grand Tutor. This made him somewhat solemn. He had to tell his elder brother about this. The Grand Tutor was actually supporting a cult, and a heretical one at that.

However, he is currently alone and cannot be sent a message.

That's a bit difficult.

After chatting with the stall owner for a while, the Ninth Prince asked for Lin Fan's exact address and then hurried over there.

The Lin residence.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lin Fan stayed in the middle of the equipment, enduring the impact of the wooden stakes, and practicing the Unity Body Refining Method. He hadn't slept much these past few days, resting for at most one or two hours, and spending most of the rest of his time cultivating.

[Proficiency in the Unity Body Refinement Technique +1]

He has no other thoughts right now.

The only thing I thought about most was mutual destruction.

Made.

It's impossible to get him to back down.

If we're going to touch it, then let's touch it.

No matter if you're a Grand Tutor or anything else, even if you have a thousand troops, I'm not afraid. If you can't kill them all, can't I at least escape?
Of course, he won't run away.

He has many followers; if he runs away, they will be the ones who suffer.

At this moment, Wu Yong and Qian Tao squatted in the corner, their eyes fixed on Brother Lin who was cultivating, and the two whispered to each other.

"Wu Yong, don't you think... Brother Lin has been training incredibly hard these past few days, almost like he's risking his life?" Qian Tao said in a low voice.

Wu Yong nodded solemnly, "Yes, it seems that Brother Lin... may have already prepared for the worst."

Qian Tao, "What's the worst-case scenario?"

"That means Brother Lin will really storm the capital and kill the Grand Tutor."

Qian Tao, “…”

"Don't look at me like that. I'm telling you, that's the feeling I get from Brother Lin."

Those of them who followed Brother Lin all knew how terrifying his strength was; it was truly unimaginable, something no human could possibly possess.

Just as the two were whispering to each other, there was a knock on the door.

boom! boom! boom!
Wu Yong got up, walked to the front door, opened it, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is Lord Lin here?" the Ninth Prince asked.

"exist."

Wu Yong sized up the Ninth Prince. The prince was dressed neatly and cleanly, and was carrying a gift box. It was clear that he was not there to cause trouble.

Who would bring gifts when there's trouble?

When the Ninth Prince followed Wu Yong to the courtyard, he heard a muffled rumbling sound. He wondered what was going on with the sound, but when he looked at the courtyard, he was completely dumbfounded.

Lin Fan stood in the middle of the strange equipment, pulling the rope and letting the wooden stakes hit his body.

The Ninth Prince had never seen such a scene before.

Even without experiencing it firsthand, one can still feel how terrifying the force of the impact is.

Wu Yong stared at the dazed Ninth Prince.

They didn't say anything.

I understand; everyone would be confused if they saw this.

After a while.

Lin Fan stopped cultivating, and Wu Yong hurriedly stepped forward, picked up a handkerchief, and handed it to Lin Fan, "Brother Lin, someone is looking for you."

As Lin Fan wiped his body, he looked at the newcomer. The newcomer seemed familiar. Suddenly, he realized that this was the young man who had been stripped naked by the bandits in Wulong Valley.

To this day, he still doesn't know the other person's name.

Lin Fan walked over with a smile, "What brings you to Anzhou?"

"My benefactor, I've finally found you!" the Ninth Prince said hurriedly.

Lin Fan waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about benefactors. I am the chief of the Public Security Bureau. Suppressing bandits is my duty. Come, let's have some tea over there."

"Thank you, Your Excellency." The Ninth Prince was very respectful.

Deep down, he wanted to cling to Lin Fan's coattails.

On his way to Anju, he had thought of countless ways to keep her by his side, but so far, he hadn't come up with anything practical.

Lin Fan picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the Ninth Prince. The Ninth Prince immediately looked flattered and kept smiling.

"By the way, what's your name?" Lin Fan asked.

"Huang Xiaojiu".

"Haha, Xiao Jiu, don't tell me you're your parents' ninth son."

The Ninth Prince smiled awkwardly. He really was the ninth youngest son, the least favored, and the most useless.

Lin Fan said, "I remember you're here to travel and enjoy the scenery, right? Now that you're in Anzhou, you can visit the famous scenic spots. You can rest assured about the security situation; you definitely won't encounter any danger."

At this moment, the Ninth Prince was thinking about how to stay; he had no interest in the scenery or anything like that.

Sudden.

The Ninth Prince stood up and stared intently at Lin Fan. Lin Fan, who noticed Huang Xiaojiu's gaze, looked at him with the same puzzlement, wondering what the other party wanted to do.
Sudden.

An amazing scene happened.

Pfft!
The Ninth Prince's knees buckled, and he knelt before Lin Fan.

"What are you doing?" Lin Fan asked in surprise, not knowing what the other person meant.

Wu Yong and Qian Tao were also stunned.

They were caught off guard by the other party's move.

Huang Xiaojiu slowly raised his head and said sincerely, "Lord Lin, I really admire you so much. Ever since you rescued me from Wulong Valley, my mind has been filled with your heroic and valiant figure."

"I've been bullied since I was a child, and I've always wanted to find someone to protect me."

"I'm not afraid of losing face. I want to follow Lord Lin, even if it's just as a little follower. I just ask Lord Lin to accept me."

"I beg you."

Huang Xiaojiu pleaded desperately.

Lin Fan stared at Huang Xiaojiu with his mouth slightly agape, his eyes wide with astonishment. He had considered many possibilities, but he never expected that the other party would make this request.

Wu Yong and Qian Tao exchanged a glance.

What the hell!

This guy's here to suck up to someone, but recently Brother Lin himself has run into trouble. If he reveals this later, it might scare the other guy half to death.

"Get up," Lin Fan said.

"Lord Lin, I, Xiao Jiu, am sincere. If you are willing to take me in, I will kneel here until I die."

The Ninth Prince had no other thoughts than to be determined to cling to a powerful figure.

Lin Fan said, "Do you know that I've gotten myself into a lot of trouble lately? If you follow me, you'll be implicated."

The Ninth Prince said, "My lord, I know. I've heard from others that you have offended the Grand Tutor, but I'm not afraid. Even if I die tomorrow, as long as I can stay by your side, I will die without regret."

Wu Yong laughed and said, "Don't talk big. You might run away faster than anyone else when trouble comes."

Qian Tao said, "This is a big problem. Even our Brother Lin himself may not be confident in solving it. If you follow Brother Lin, you'll end up like us, and you could very well become a wanted criminal."

The Ninth Prince, having spent many years in the palace, immediately recognized Wu Yong and Qian Tao as Lin's trusted confidants.

“Brothers, don’t underestimate me. I sincerely want to follow Lord Lin. Even if I am wanted, I am willing to go through fire and water for Lord Lin.”

elder brother?

Wu Yong and Qian Tao stared at each other.

There was a smile in his eyes.

They've never been called "older brother" before.

To be honest, they had a pretty good impression of Huang Xiaojiu.

Wu Yong said, "Brother Lin, he seems determined. Why don't we keep him here and have him clean the house? After all, we're busy and don't have time to clean."

Lin Fan was deep in thought.

The Ninth Prince said, "Thank you for speaking up for me, brother. I am very diligent. My record is that I took a cloth, knelt on the ground, and wiped the floors of three rooms until they were sparkling clean and spotless."

He actually did those things.

When I was a child, I was bullied by my older brother and several half-siblings, and I had to kneel and wipe three main halls.

Qian Tao said, "Yeah, Brother Lin, why don't you stay? We were planning to hire someone to clean the house anyway. He seems like a very honest person, not the smooth talker type."

The Ninth Prince said, "Thank you, brother. I'm being very honest."

Qian Tao felt a bittersweet mix of emotions when he was called "brother".

This kid is a talent.

Lin Fan thought for a moment, "Alright, since you really want to stay, then give it a try. But you need to think it through. Follow me, work hard, and no one can bully you. But if you really get wanted, don't regret it."

"Thank you, Lord Lin." The Ninth Prince was so moved he almost cried.

When he came to Anzhou from Zhuoming Prefecture, he was thinking of building relationships, and ideally becoming friends.

After witnessing the enemy's domineering figure sweeping away the bandits in Wulong Valley.

That completely changed my mind.

Friends are not very close.

He must become a follower and a confidant; otherwise, if he is bullied in the future, it will be more than just him losing face.

"Alright, you can get up now," Lin Fan said.

Huang Xiaojiu chuckled and stood up.

Lin Fan said, "You should familiarize yourself with the environment here first. We need to go to the police station to take care of some business."

"Yes."

Huang Xiaojiu nodded.

After Lin Fan and the others left, Huang Xiaojiu looked around, excitedly waving his fists, showing great enthusiasm. He was about to write a letter back to Zhuoming Prefecture to Commander Song and Mr. Yang.

Tell them not to come looking for me, just to take good care of the Zhuoming Prefecture, and that they can handle everything else.

Just as Huang Xiaojiu was about to put his bundle down somewhere and go out to attend to his business, he ran into Ning Yu.

When Ning Yu saw the Ninth Prince, her eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost. "What are you doing here?"

The Ninth Prince trembled in fright when he saw the person who had arrived. "Sister Ning."

"My sister, you son of a bitch!" Ning Yu didn't say a word, and stepped forward to kick the Ninth Prince to the ground. "You really have some nerve. Don't you know your great-aunt's master is Chief Lin? You actually dared to send people to put pressure on him. You deserve a beating, don't you?"

The Ninth Prince looked miserable. "Sister Ning, I really didn't know. If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to let Commander Song come here even if I had ten lives."

The Ninth Prince was both afraid and terrified of Ning Yu, having been traumatized by her since childhood. Of course, he was also very grateful to Ning Yu. When he was bullied as a child, if Ning Yu appeared in the palace and saw him being bullied, she would stand up for him.

Thinking about it carefully, I have indeed stood out quite a few times.

Therefore, he felt from a young age that Sister Ning was a heroine.

"Wait, what are you doing here? Who let you in?" Ning Yu asked.

The Ninth Prince said, "Sister Ning, it was Lord Lin who asked me to stay. I will be working for Lord Lin from now on. I will be responsible for cleaning the entire mansion, and my name is now Huang Xiao Jiu."

"My master doesn't know who you are?"

"do not know."

"What were you thinking? Why didn't you stay in Zhuoming Prefecture? Why did you come here to work?"

"Sister Ning, I admire Lord Lin so much! I just want to cling to his coattails so that no one will dare to bully me from now on," the Ninth Prince said excitedly.

Ning Yu looked at the Ninth Prince with a complicated expression. "I really don't understand what you're thinking. As a prince, there are only a few who can bully you. You expect no one to be able to bully you? Do you want to be the emperor?"

The Ninth Prince waved his hands repeatedly, "Sister, don't talk nonsense. How could someone like me be qualified to be the emperor? You don't know, when I was in the capital, those officials didn't take me seriously at all. They all treated me like I was invisible. Even their young masters could point fingers at me. You tell me, it would be better if I weren't the Ninth Prince."

Ning Yu listened to what he said without refuting it.

The situation was indeed as he described.

"So, you're keeping this from my master now?"

"Sister, please, have mercy and help me out. Don't expose me. I'm really afraid that if Lord Lin finds out I'm the Ninth Prince, he'll have a problem with me. After all, I provoked him first, and I haven't even recovered my reputation yet," the Ninth Prince pleaded, clasping his hands together.

Looking at the Ninth Prince, Ning Yu felt a pang of sympathy for him. The court was currently embroiled in a fierce power struggle, with the First Prince and the Second Prince vying for his favor. Both were intelligent and highly capable, and were deeply loved by the Emperor.

As for the Ninth Prince, he was nothing but a weed since childhood.

His mother died of illness when the Ninth Prince was still young.

They were also helpless and alone.

"Alright, I promise to keep it a secret. You'd better behave yourself. If I find out you have ulterior motives, don't blame me for being ruthless," Ning Yu warned.

The Ninth Prince waved his hands repeatedly, "Absolutely no purpose, absolutely none."

……

evening!

When Lin Fan and the others returned, the door opened as soon as they reached the entrance, and Huang Xiaojiu came out to greet them with a big smile.

"Lord Lin, you're back."

“My four older brothers have also returned.”

"And this lady too."

Lin Fan, Wu Yong, and Qian Tao were fine.

Yang Ming and Xu Ming, on the other hand, were stunned. Wait... who is this?

He immediately called me "brother".

The person who shouted seemed quite embarrassed.

Ning Yu was amused by the way the Ninth Prince addressed her.

You are a prince.

It's one thing for you to respect my master, but you even call someone else "brother".

Lin Fan said, "Huang Xiaojiu was just recruited today. From now on, he will be one of our household members. When we are not here, he will help us look after the house."

Huang Xiaojiu said with a smile, "Lord Lin, the food is ready."

"Oh! You can cook?" Lin Fan asked in surprise.

Huang Xiaojiu laughed and said, "I know a little, I know a little."

We arrived at the dining hall.

Lin Fan and the others were instantly drawn to the dishes on the table in front of them.

"Oh my, you said you cooked this?" Wu Yong stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded. These dishes were far too exquisite.

Huang Xiaojiu chuckled and said, "Brother Wu, I don't have any other skills, but my greatest skill is cooking. I learned all of these in my spare time."

"This dish is called Linglong Peony Pickled Fish. The fish is sliced ​​and arranged in the shape of a peony. After steaming, it is dipped in vinegar and garlic sauce. It tastes very good."

"These are snowflake crisps, which I made myself this afternoon. They should taste pretty good."

"besides……"

Huang Xiaojiu introduced them one by one as if they were his own treasures.

Wu Yong and Qian Tao gave Huang Xiaojiu a thumbs up, took a deep sniff of the aroma, and thought it was indeed quite delicious.

This move was absolutely worth every penny.

Ning Yu could easily recognize these dishes; they were all imperial dishes. Of course, she also knew why Huang Xiaojiu knew how to cook. When she was little, to avoid being bullied, she would often run to the imperial kitchen and get along well with the chefs there, learning to cook from them.

Over time, he developed excellent cooking skills.

"Please sit down and try it." Lin Fan smiled, not expecting such a pleasant surprise. If the taste was good, he would deliver meals to the prefectural government from now on.

Huang Xiaojiu stood aside, ready to serve at any time.

Ning Yu looked at Huang Xiaojiu's restrained appearance, seemingly recalling the bullying he had suffered in the past. Whenever the princes and princesses gathered, he was made to stand and serve them like this.

Even his own brother allowed others to bully him like this.

"Your name is Huang Xiaojiu, right?"

"Sister, yes."

"Sit down and eat with us. My master doesn't have so many rules."

Huang Xiaojiu waved his hands repeatedly.

Lin Fan said, "Sit down, don't stand."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)