This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

After discussing some specific details with the manager of Laobizhai, Zhang Ping'an returned to the Night Watchman's office.

As soon as they entered the yamen, they saw Zhang Xuanling, dressed in a scarlet third-rank official robe, leading Zhang Qi out from inside.

Upon seeing Zhang Ping'an, Zhang Xuanling completely ignored him.

Zhang Qi stopped and sneered.

"Useless trash, your good days are over."

"Once you're expelled from the Night's Watch, you can expect to be crushed by the Sun family!"

"You're crazy!" Zhang Ping'an glared at him and strode into Qingshan Hall.

As soon as he returned, Zhao Qianshan summoned him to the back room.

"This humble servant greets Your Excellency!"

In the back room, Zhang Ping'an bowed to Zhao Qianshan, who was sitting in a chair drinking tea.

Zhao Qianshan's expression was somewhat serious. He stared at Zhang Ping'an for a while before speaking.

"Ping An, Zhang Xuanling, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, just reported to me that you have been imprisoned for three years for harassing a respectable woman."

"According to the Great Law, those with a criminal record are not allowed to join the Night's Watch."

"Unless someone vouches for you."

Zhang Ping'an frowned: "Sir, is there such a clause in the Great Martial Law?"

"Chapter 18, Article 9." Zhao Qianshan was like a walking encyclopedia of martial arts laws.

"..." Zhang Ping'an couldn't care less about flattery anymore; if he were kicked out of the Night Watch, it would be a huge problem.

It can be said that Chen Zhishi's current survival and well-being are entirely due to his status as a Night's Watchman.

"What do you mean, sir?" Zhang Ping'an asked tentatively.

Zhao Qianshan shook his head: "I will never do anything that violates the Great Laws of the Night Watch. If no one vouches for you, I will have no choice but to expel you from the Night Watch."

"My lord, what kind of person do I need to find to act as guarantor?" The person who can act as guarantor must not be an ordinary person, otherwise Zhang Xuanling would not have made this trip.

"A member of the royal family," Zhao Qianshan said in a deep voice.

"..." Zhang Ping'an was speechless.

Back outside, Zhang Ping'an looked dejected.

I started developing a side business, but in the blink of an eye, I couldn't keep my main job.

At this moment, Zhang Ping'an was somewhat resentful of the original owner of this body, that idiot, for taking the blame for someone else, which resulted in a criminal record and caused him to end up in this situation.

"Ping An, what did the boss say to you?"

Seeing that Zhang Ping'an looked somewhat listless, Wang Qisheng asked curiously.

Zhang Ping'an looked up and sighed: "Just now, that old bastard Zhang Xuanling reported that I have a criminal record. The boss said that unless I can find a member of the royal family to vouch for me, according to the Great Martial Law, I can only be expelled from the Night Watch."

"Hey, is that all? Let me tell you a secret, your backing is way stronger than Zhang Xuanling's. Finding a guarantor is a piece of cake!" Old Wang whispered in Zhang Ping'an's ear.

"??"

"How come I didn't know I had powerful connections?" Zhang Ping'an asked, looking puzzled.

Old Wang rolled his eyes: "Pretending!"

"Do you know who recommended you to the Night's Watch?"

Zhang Ping'an recalled, then asked in surprise, "Princess Zhaoyang?"

"That's right. She's His Majesty's own sister, born of the same mother! Why don't you just ask her to vouch for you?"

"That's right!" Zhang Ping'an's eyes lit up.

"But where does Princess Zhaoyang live?"

Old Wang shrugged: "That's a princess, high and mighty! You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

Well, it's pointless to say anything!

If he rashly goes looking for the princess like this, he'll probably be beaten out by the imperial guards!

If Brother Chu were here, that would be wonderful. He is the heir apparent of a prince and would surely have a way to see Princess Zhaoyang.

"Zhang Ping'an, someone is looking for you outside."

Just then, a shout came from outside the door from a colleague on duty.

"I'm going out to take a look," Zhang Ping'an said to Lao Wang, and went out with some curiosity.

At the entrance of the yamen, Chu Tian, ​​a handsome young man dressed in white, slowly turned around with his young page in blue, looking at him with a smile.

"Young Master Li, how have you been?" The Empress greeted him with a fist and palm salute, just like a man.

"Brother Chu, haha, I've missed you so much!"

Zhang Ping'an happily ran forward and slapped the Empress on the butt.

"Speak of the devil, and he appears! Brother Chu, you've come just in time!"

Zhang Ping'an was genuinely excited and became somewhat carried away with his pride.

Suddenly, he felt the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Only then did he realize that his brother Chu was staring at him in disbelief, his face, which was even whiter and more delicate than a woman's, alternating between red and white.

If I had to find an analogy, well, it's like a big teapot on a coal stove in the 1980s, bubbling and spewing out hot steam.

"How dare you!"

"I kill you!"

Mo Yu, standing behind him, also had a momentary lapse in judgment. It took her a while to react before she drew her long sword and prepared to stab Zhang Ping'an through eighteen holes.

That's the Empress! You...you actually hit the Empress...there...

He deserves to die!

Exterminate their entire family!

"Hey, hey... Brother Chu, help! Why is your little page so irritable...?"

Zhang Ping'an quickly dodged, almost getting stabbed by Mo Yu.

"Xiaoyu, step back!"

The Empress said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty... after all, he disrespected the young master, he must be taught a lesson!" Mo Yu almost blurted out in her excitement.

"Step back." The Empress glared at her.

Mo Yu reluctantly sheathed her sword, retreated behind the Empress, and glared angrily at Zhang Ping'an.

"Please don't be offended, Young Master Li. I rarely have physical contact with men, which is why Xiaoyu was a little anxious."

Zhang Ping'an said "Oh," and then suddenly gave Chu Tian a thumbs up: "Brother Chu, you're a real man, I understand!"

Empress: ? ?

"By the way, Brother Chu, did you come to see me this time to buy poems?"

Zhang Ping'an wasn't surprised that Chu Tian knew he was in the Night Watchman's office. He believed that Princess Zhaoyang's recommendation of him must have been at Chu Tian's request.

The Empress said, "There's a restaurant across the street, let's talk there!"

"it is good."

A private room in a restaurant.

The Empress and Zhang Ping'an sat facing each other, while Mo Yu stood behind the Empress, holding a long sword and still staring at Zhang Ping'an with a wary expression.

They were terrified that Zhang Ping'an would suddenly reach out and take advantage of them again.

When Zhang Ping'an saw Mo Yu standing with his sword in his arms, he suddenly thought of the image of his superior's superior being squeezed and deformed while holding a large black sword.

Zhang Ping'an once again questioned the meaning of life.

Damn it, why am I thinking about this kind of scene with a man again? He's just a little pageboy!

"Young Master Li, how have you been lately?"

Seeing that Zhang Ping'an's gaze towards Mo Yu was inappropriate, and fearing that Mo Yu had revealed a flaw due to her anxiety, the Empress took the initiative to divert Zhang Ping'an's attention.

"Oh, not good." Zhang Ping'an's face immediately fell.

"By the way, Brother Chu, I must first thank you for recommending me to Princess Zhaoyang, which allowed me to join the Night's Watch."

"I'd like to propose a toast to you!"

Zhang Ping'an raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The Empress pondered for a moment, a slight smile playing on her lips, and instantly understood what Zhang Ping'an was thinking.

She was just a little curious: in Zhang Ping'an's guess, what kind of person did he take her for?

"Since you guessed it, I might as well admit it."

"I'm just a little curious, why do you think I recommended you to the princess?"

"In your eyes, am I someone who can get close to the princess?"

Zhang Ping'an glanced at him and laughed, "Brother Chu has fair skin and a handsome appearance; you must come from a wealthy and noble family."

"The surname Chu is also the surname of the state, so I have roughly guessed Brother Chu's identity."

The Empress's heart tightened, but she feigned composure: "Then, Young Master Li, what do you think my status is?"

Mo Yu, standing beside him, also looked tense. If Zhang Ping'an had already guessed the Emperor's identity but still dared to take advantage of him, then he should be killed!