Chapter 124: Every Word Has Murder Intent

Chapter 124: Every Word Has Murder Intent

Perhaps someone would dare to talk nonsense about the content of the imperial decree, but those present certainly wouldn't dare to do so, especially the legitimate son of the Duke of Yue, whose status and position are closely connected with that of Xijing.

Wang Shaolin's face changed slightly, and he finally raised his head slightly, pursed his lips together, and showed a proud smile: "Brother Zhao, don't you think they are not rioters?"

Haha, he is worthy of being the son of a duke. He is naturally good at kicking the ball. In his previous life, he would at least have the chance to join the team and compete for a certain trophy.

However, this sentence almost made Zhao Yushu speechless. If you say I don't know, let's take a look at the imperial edict. What is your status and rank? How dare you ask for the imperial edict? If you say you don't think it's true, then it's not true. Are you a spy of the Red Lotus Sect?

At this time, unless Zhao Yushu wanted to break off relations and directly express doubts, the result would be that the other party would not produce the imperial edict, and Zhao Yushu would no longer have the opportunity to sit here.

Are you going to attack my army? With just one sentence, Zhao Yushu realized that this guy was not a second-generation who relied on the influence of his ancestors to eat and wait for death, but a real and difficult old fox.

Zhao Yushu smiled and said, "The emperor is a man of unparalleled benevolence and righteousness, and he loves the people like his own children. Everyone knows this. Three days ago, Lord Lan sent people to distribute bread to the victims. Last night, I was in the south of the city with General Sun, and I heard with my own ears that the victims were very grateful for this. Lord Lan was ordered by the emperor to come to Nanyang with General Sun to take up his post. Such a benevolent act proves that the emperor is deeply worried about the plight of the victims. Lord Lan, General Sun, don't you agree?"

Lan Rong's face suddenly turned pale, and he wished he could slap this nonsense guy to death. No, it seemed that everything he said was right. At least on the surface, he would never dare to admit that the order given by the emperor was not this.

So Lan Rong gritted his teeth but nodded helplessly.

General Sun couldn't help laughing: "Yes, it is true, it is true."

Zhao Yushu had the endorsement of the two highest officers, so if he didn't press on with the victory now, it would be a betrayal of his character of wanting to spend time even when he had nothing to do.

"So, Lord Commander, I heard the Commander say that there are rioters outside the city. I thought that since the Commander came from afar, he might be out of touch with the news and have some misunderstandings. If there is any misunderstanding with Lord Lan, it would not be good. After all, why would Lord Lan and General Sun give food to the rioters? Do you think so?"

Wang Shaolin's face turned pale, the ball was kicked back. Even a fool would know that releasing grain was just a delaying tactic, but some things were like this, what one actually thought and what one did on the surface were completely contradictory, no matter how dirty the things done behind the scenes, one had to put on a glamorous performance on the surface.

The whole room was silent. Everyone looked at the young master, wanting to hear how the future duke would respond, and there was even some teasing in their eyes.

At the same time, everyone looked at Zhao Yushu differently. Which big boss's pawn is this silly boy? How capable is he?

"Today we are welcoming the captain, and the main purpose is to let everyone get to know each other. Let's not discuss the affairs of the court here. Zhao Yushu, I heard from Lan Ling that you have a lot of insights on fine wine. Why don't you drink a few more glasses?" Lan Rong forcibly interrupted the conversation which was polite on the surface but full of murderous intent. Zhao Yushu immediately toasted Lan Rong a glass of wine and shut up to eat. His meaning was very clear, just shut up and drink, and you stop yelling.

The goal was achieved, Wang Shaolin lost this round. He couldn't handle the situation on his own, so he could only rely on Lan Rong to end it by using his identity as the master.

Zhao Yushu saw Lan Ling quietly making a powerful gesture to him diagonally opposite him. The dean, who had been calm and composed, looked between him and Wang Shaolin, as if thinking about something. General Sun quickly disguised himself as a rough man again, shouting and bumping into almost everyone.

Wang Shaolin forced a smile and tried to get closer to Lan Ling. He was still very concerned about this marriage. Even though he was not afraid of a cheap cultivator like Zhao Yushu, and even had a few fourth or fifth level masters at home, if he dared to put on airs in front of a cultivator who obviously had a bright future and even a higher official position than himself, his own father would slap him in the face without hesitation and lament how he could have given birth to such a fool.

Lan Ling was not impressed by the young Duke's hospitality and remained basically polite and courteous on the surface. However, with her intelligence, she naturally noticed the discord between Zhao Yushu and Wang Shaolin, and she did not show any familiarity with Old Zhao throughout the dinner.

Zhao Yushu felt that the young duke was not worthy of such a smart girl.

After the dinner, Lan Rong invited a few people to the side hall for tea. All of them were officials in name only, so Lao Zhao, a commoner, was politely asked to leave the government office. A group of local tyrants who were dining with them also came out.

As soon as he went out, a group of people surrounded him and invited Zhao Yushu to their house for a chat. They dared to be so rude to the young Duke in front of Lan Rong. If there was no one behind him, there must be something wrong. Now, let alone taking sides, they couldn't even divide the teams. Naturally, these local snakes had to collect more information.

Zhao Yushu had never seen such a scene in his life. Even though he spent a lot of money in Tianxianglou, he had never seen girls surrounding him like this. He was suddenly a little dizzy and didn't even know which one to talk to first.

"Yu Shu." At the critical moment, the lifesaver came. Dean Wang shouted outside the crowd, and the crowd immediately dispersed and greeted the old dean together.

"I'm old, and I feel a little dizzy after drinking two glasses of wine. Yushu, if you have nothing to do, please help me walk. You uncles, I'm hosting tonight, please treat me well. Everyone, the invitation will be delivered to your house later, hope you will come."

Everyone was terrified as they watched Zhao Yushu supporting the old dean as they walked towards the academy.

The crowd did not disperse, and several wealthy businessmen gathered together and whispered.

"My daughter told me that the young prince brought Mr. Zhao to a gathering with the young people last night. They came from Dongdu, and their ostensible purpose was to provide disaster relief."

"White Horse Academy wants to intervene?"

“I’m not sure if this is what the academy meant.”

"If it's a college, ten Dukes of Yue wouldn't be enough."

"I have a bold idea. Could it be, Prince Fu?"

"Brother Lu, be careful with your words! The Duke of Yue has been from Xijing for more than ten generations."

"Haha, Brother Zhang, you worry too much. Isn't Prince Fu also from Xijing?"

"Let's see in the evening."

"Well, let my daughter go and give it a try tomorrow. Young people are easy to talk to. If it is really the intention of the academy, a little money and food is nothing."

Zhao Yushu and Dean Wang walked slowly on the road. Dean Wang put his hands behind his back and asked, "Where did you go last night?"

"General Sun took me out of the city, took me for a walk, and then dumped me in the refugee camp in the south of the city."

"Well, were the words you said today also taught by General Sun?"

"No, it was my own idea, but it was his idea to target Wang Shaolin."

Dean Wang pondered for a moment and said, "General Sun also came to see me a few days ago, but I didn't recognize him."

Ha, it turned out to be this little brother. Wang may not know his true nature, but he is probably not so good at talking. However, this youngest son who is engaged is the apple of Dean Wang’s eye. I guess General Sun didn’t get what he wanted.

Dean Wang stopped and looked at Zhao Yushu: "I agree."