"Your Highness, please forgive me, Your Highness, please forgive me..."

Upon seeing that the boy had caused trouble, the palace eunuchs immediately begged for mercy, and then proceeded to punch, kick, and curse the boy who was lying on the ground scrubbing the floor.

"You little bastard, look at how you've done your job! You can't even mop the floor properly, and you've even tainted the important person with filth."

"You're always disobedient and lazy, why don't you just die!"

Before Su Li could speak, she heard a cold shout of "Stop!" and saw Prince Jing hurrying over from the other end.

Upon seeing this, the palace eunuchs immediately shouted, "Your Highness Prince Jing!"

"He's just a child. If he does something wrong, just tell him. Why hit him?"

Prince Jing clenched his fist, his face showing slight anger, and said angrily.

The palace eunuch hurriedly said, "This boy is always disobedient, constantly causing trouble, and he's always the last to start work... Look, he even stole a book!"

Prince Jing said coldly, "Even so, you can't hit people. Eighth Brother hasn't even said anything yet, and you're already lecturing him without asking!"

The palace eunuch Yangyang was speechless: "This servant only acted because he saw that this criminal had offended a noble person. Your Highness, you don't know, he is usually very well-behaved."

Prince Jing: "You..."

"Alright, Seventh Brother!" Su Li said, waving her hand to signal the palace eunuch to leave. "He's just a servant; there's no need to bother with him."

As he spoke, he picked up the book from the ground, glanced at the boy, and casually tossed it into his hand.

Prince Jing suppressed his anger and asked, "Is Eighth Brother also here to pay respects to Great-Grandmother?"

"Yes, it just so happens that I came here with Yujin and the others..."

As the two were talking, Nihuang and Mei Changsu came from behind. The latter saw the criminal slave still kneeling on the ground and quickly reached out to help him up.

"What's your name?"

"Ting...Tingsheng!" the boy answered cautiously.

How old are you?

"Eleven years old!"

Prince Jing's eyes flashed, and he proactively changed the subject: "May I ask who this gentleman is?"

"My name is Su Zhe..."

"Oh, could it be the brilliant scholar that the Crown Prince and Prince Yu have been searching for? I've heard so much about you."

"I dare not accept such a title. I am but a commoner, Su, and do not deserve such a address."

Su Li had no interest in staying here any longer and said with a smile, "To be called a genius, I think you must have extraordinary abilities. You have stirred up a storm as soon as you entered Jinling. You will surely become famous throughout the world in the future."

"Seventh Brother, Princess, Mr. Su, please continue your conversation. I have some matters to attend to and must take my leave."

Watching his departing figure, Nihuang chuckled softly, "This Prince Ling has a rather carefree style of doing things; he has never been involved in court politics for years."

Mei Changsu pursed his lips and remained silent...

Prince Jing also laughed and said, "Yes, my eighth brother is the same to everyone. If we weren't in the same army, I wouldn't even know him."

……

night.

Inside the study of the Prince Ling's mansion, Su Li sat at the table, while a man in black knelt on one knee on the floor.

"At the crucial moment of the grand competition, you must accept the Crown Prince's offer and follow the plan to have him arrange for you to join the Imperial Guard..."

"Yes, Your Highness understands. I will certainly live up to Your Highness's expectations."

Su Li waved her hand: "Go ahead, if it's nothing important... don't come looking for me."

"Yes……"

Ding Peng quietly left the study and was escorted away through a secret passage by his personal guards.

Su Li tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, his eyes filled with contemplation. The defense forces of Jinling were divided into the Imperial Guards and the Forbidden Army in the palace, and the patrol battalion and city guards in the city.

The Imperial Guard was directly controlled by the Emperor, making it virtually impenetrable. The Patrol Battalion was controlled by Xie Yu and was similarly well-established. Only the Imperial Guard and the City Guard, with their large numbers, offered opportunities to infiltrate their ranks.

He had already arranged manpower for the city guards, and Meng Zhi of the Imperial Guards would only have a chance to fight according to the original story of the eunuch's murder. As for the patrol battalion, he had already made plans for it.

Thinking of this, Su Li went through the whole plan and nodded to herself after confirming that it was correct.

Several days later, the martial arts competition to select a husband in Jinling officially began, with noble sons of all ranks vying for supremacy against representatives from various countries.

Su Li's arrangement for Ding Peng to become a dark horse indeed, defeating several people in a row, while Bei Yan also produced a master named Baili Qi. The two of them have become the talk of the town among the noble children of Jinling.

Anyone who wins could become Princess Nihuang's husband.

If anyone was most annoyed at this moment, it would undoubtedly be Mei Changsu. Ding Peng's strength was indeed extremely terrifying, and the opponents he had specially arranged to obstruct him were defeated one after another.

According to the expert assessment within the alliance, even Bailiqi might not be a match for him; only a handful of people would be able to defeat him.

In the snow-covered hut, where charcoal burned and smoke was scarce, Mei Changsu stared at the red-hot embers with a gloomy expression, hesitating about how to deal with Ding Peng.

At this moment, Fei Liu suddenly ran in and handed him a letter. Mei Changsu opened it and saw that... it clearly stated that Ding Peng had secretly accepted the Crown Prince's offer of recruitment.

"It seems I have to move out of the Xie residence as soon as possible and join Prince Yu's camp. I might need his help to deal with Ding Peng."

Otherwise, if we resolve the problem with Ding Peng, none of our subsequent plans can be implemented.

Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he began to write with his brush.

At the same moment, in the Crown Prince's palace, several courtesans were performing graceful dances, their figures alluring, their fair faces veiled, incredibly seductive.

He was hosting a welcome banquet for Ding Peng. A martial arts master like Ding Peng didn't receive this kind of attention before, but now the latter's status in his heart had risen sharply.

If Ding Peng wins the martial arts competition, he will immediately become one of the most powerful figures in Daliang.

The Crown Prince has already envisioned a time when he will have the military power of the Prince of Mu's mansion in Yunnan, with tens of thousands of iron cavalry as his backing, making his position as Crown Prince even more secure. At that time, even his father, the Emperor, will not be able to depose him at will.

"Your Highness, I hope to take up a position in the Jinling Army after the martial arts competition..." Ding Peng said calmly, taking a sip of wine.

"Don't worry, I've always remembered this condition. As long as you follow me, wealth and honor will be no problem," the Crown Prince said with a smile.

"I swear to be loyal to you to the death..."

Ding Peng knelt on one knee, making a promise with a blank expression.

"Haha, okay... get up, let's continue watching the song and dance."

Soon the competition reached its crucial moment, taking place in the main hall of the palace. The emperor himself was present, making it a grand affair, with the imperial guards on high alert all around.

"what……"

After twenty moves, Xiao Jingrui was sent flying by Bailiqi and crashed heavily to the ground. He tried to get up but fell back down because of his leg injury.

"The victor is the Warrior of Bellich!"

All the nobles and dignitaries present wore gloomy expressions, and Emperor Liang's face was also not very pleasant: "Warrior Baili is indeed exceptionally skilled..."

Bailiqi smiled, his rugged face beaming, and clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute: "Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."

Upon seeing this, the Yan envoy immediately began to boast, "Brave Warrior Baili is a beloved general in my Fourth Prince's household. His Highness ordered me to express my respect to His Majesty, so that one day our country may marry the Princess..."

Emperor Liang, enraged, interrupted him bluntly: "Your Excellency's words are premature!"

"That's right, Ding Peng of my Great Liang hasn't even made his move yet!" Crown Prince Chong bowed to Emperor Liang and said, "Let Ding Peng take the stage in the next round!"

"allow……"

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