Chapter 171 Fame
The only truly valuable information the beggar provided was the last sentence: Prince.
What is uncertain is whether this prince is the backer of the Beggars' Sect, or is he the leader of the Beggars' Sect himself?
Zhao Yushu tends to be the backstage one.
The white dragon fish suit only appears in novels. There is no way a dignified prince could come to Jiangning City to be the leader of beggars. If he really did that, the censor's words that he does not look like a monarch would be enough to make him lose the chance of becoming emperor.
Of course, it is also possible that a little prince who has no hope of inheriting the throne came to play, but no prince would allow his brother to run away to a wealthy place far away from the capital to freely develop his power.
Therefore, a certain prince, or the emperor himself, is the backer of the Beggars' Sect. This is an overt restraint on the local forces in Jiangning.
Zhao Yushu had a hunch that the prince would probably also come to Jiangning, or rather, had already arrived in Jiangning.
"In the next few days, go beg near a Taoist temple in the south of the city, and he will tell you the location."
Zhao Yushu pointed at A Yao and threw him a small silver ingot. A Yao was very smart and he could handle the rest by himself.
All the forces that he knew about had already appeared, and he didn't know how many more were hidden in the dark. Each party had sent sufficiently influential figures to Jiangning. This seemingly simple salt tax case seemed to have a deeper conspiracy brewing.
Zhao Yushu recalled what Wang Yan had said to the princess in the prison: I have nothing to say to anyone.
So, what is there for him not to say? He embezzled salt taxes and was imprisoned and punished. It was reasonable and legal, and there was nothing wrong with it in any aspect.
Zhao Yushu stood by the river and touched his chin. What if he had not embezzled money?
Unfortunately, everything is speculation now. He has no substantial evidence. More importantly, he doesn't care about the truth, or even the half-profit from the academy. He just wants to know if there is a chance to lure the Duke of Yue and his son here and kill them with one blow.
Before he could think too much, a bombshell news hit him in the face.
Wangjiang Tower sincerely invites famous families and sects from various cities in Jiangnan to welcome the six masters of Baima Academy together in seven days.
When Zhao Yushu saw this big notice next to the clock tower, a thousand alpacas seemed to be roaring through his heart. It took him a long time to realize that he was the Mr. Six who became famous in Jiangning overnight.
"You bunch of old men! You want to play the game of flattery and killing, right? Fine, I'll play with you to the end." Zhao Yushu walked forward without hesitation, circulated his spiritual power, and carved a few large words on the stone wall next to the notice: Sixth Mr. Zhao Yushu thanks Wangjiang Tower for the hospitality. In seven days, I hope to have a discussion with the second place. See you there.
I’ll beat up the first, second and third of you, and make sure your Wangjiang Tower becomes famous in Jiangnan.
"You brat is going too far!" A teacup was smashed to the ground. An elder of Wangjiang Tower was furious. Now the whole Jiangning knew that their people had fought with Zhao Yushu and had been defeated.
"When will he come back?" The OP ignored his fellow apprentice's anger and asked calmly.
"The flying sword sent a letter to Sichuan and Yu last night. It's on the way now and can be reached in time."
"Well, are you sure?"
Several elders looked at each other, not daring to say a word.
"Even if we are not sure, we have to be sure. If we lose again, the top three seats in Wangjiang Tower will be taken by one person. Then everyone in Wangjiang Tower will have to stay in seclusion for ten or twenty years before going out again."
The fat elder hesitated for a moment: "But, Zhang Ke is also in the fourth heaven, and he is still one opportunity away from the fifth heaven. I am afraid..."
"Then give him that opportunity. Breaking through on the stage is nothing new, and outsiders can't accuse us of bullying the weak."
The fat elder's face changed drastically: "If he breaks through by force, then this child will only be able to reach the sixth level in his lifetime. Think twice!"
"I won't say which is more important, a person's future or the face of the entire sect. I will give him the position of Foreign Affairs Elder in the future as compensation. Yumei, you can arrange it."
Elder Liu was stunned and left the table in a hurry: "Yes, Senior Brother."
In a luxurious wing of the Jiangning government office, Princess Li Tong of Prince Fu held an urgent report with a frown on her face: "Sixth Master Zhao Yushu? At that time, he was defeated by the Little Heavenly Master in one move. I thought he would be in seclusion and dare not go out, but I didn't expect that he has come to Jiangning."
An old monk beside him clasped his hands together and said, "Come to think of it, the person who went to the Heavenly Prison to look for Lord Wang yesterday also found out that it was Mr. Liu."
This old monk was the leader of the three guests from the royal palace who had besieged the man in black. He had the strength of the seventh level. This time, he would be responsible for protecting the princess when she went to Jiangning.
"For such a big matter, the old lunatic sent such a pushy loser here? Or are the other gentlemen here too, and they just pushed him to be a shield?"
"I will write a letter right now and ask the palace to pay more attention to it. At least, the abbot of Dabei Temple will not dare to move lightly when he enters Dongdu."
The princess suddenly smiled and said, "Wangjiang Tower is quite interesting. Master, do we have anyone suitable to go up and meet Mr. Six?"
The old monk frowned, then slowly relaxed his brows: "I'll think of a way."
For a time, the news that Wangjiang Tower was holding a banquet to welcome Mr. Liu spread like wildfire. People who knew the inside story began to use the resources at hand to try to find out what the bigwigs behind this matter were trying to do. The news even overshadowed the salt tax case.
Ordinary people just listened for fun, and Mr. Liu became the number one topic of conversation in teahouses and taverns. Even a few gambling houses with some strength had set odds to bet on the outcome between Zhao Yushu and the runner-up in Wangjiang Tower.
"Needless to say, Mr. Liu will definitely win. Just by listening to his tone, we know that the chief of Wangjiang Tower has lost."
"Which eye did you see that the first place was defeated? He just said that he wanted to compete with the second place. Maybe he was fighting from the lowest to the highest."
"That at least means three seats were lost, right?"
"You, you, you are making up stories!"
He Yuyao was sitting in a pub having a few drinks, and she gritted her teeth in anger after listening to the discussions of the diners around her.
She refused to admit defeat. Until now, she still believed that Zhao Yushu relied on the magic weapon to withstand her inevitable attack, and then she lost her composure. If everyone threw away the treasures and fought with real ability, she would definitely win.
As for the Fifth Elder's words that she hadn't even forced the other party to reveal their trump cards, she was also dismissive of such words. The other party had a trump card, so didn't she have one?
After the defeat last night, many disciples looked at her with something strange in their eyes. The chief disciple went to Nanyang and never came back, the second-in-command went to Sichuan and Chongqing and never came back. She, the nominally strongest disciple, was beaten by others with the Shushan swordsmanship and was unable to fight back. Today, some disciples were eager to compete with her for the third seat, so she was fed up with it and hid away to drink.
Just when she had no place to vent her anger, she caught a glimpse of a young man walking downstairs, swaying from side to side with a folding fan. That ordinary face had appeared in her nightmares all night.
"Zhao Yushu! Stop right there!"