Northwest corner of the palace.

Under the big crooked tree outside the black building.

Changsun Jinghong was lying on the rocking chair, shaking the tattered cattail leaf fan in his hand.

It's still very quiet here.

It was so quiet that not even a cicada chirped.

Opposite him sat two people, one was Shang Di and the other was a burly and muscular man.

This man has a beard.

There is also a pair of straight eyebrows as thick and black as ink!

He was wearing black clothes with three lines of gold embroidered on the cuffs.

He was obviously full of life, but his slightly dark face was full of energy.

He is Wang Zheng Jinzhong, the head of the four judges of the Imperial City Division!

Changsun Jinghong opened his eyes at this time, glanced at Wang Zhengjinzhong, and asked: "Where is your son?"

"Hehe," Wang Zhengjinzhong grinned: "He went to find his senior brother Amu."

"What state has it reached?"

"Hehe," Wang Zheng Jinzhong grinned again, with pride on his face: "Advanced to the second level!"

Changsun was shocked and stunned for a moment, then shook his fan and said two words: "Not bad!"

"It's a great honor for a dog to be a gentleman!"

"Stop flattering me! What I said is right, I mean he went to find his senior brother when he came to Kyoto. This is the most valuable friendship!"

Saying this, Changsun Jinghong sat up from the rocking chair. He didn't look away from Wang Zheng Jinzhong's embarrassed expression at this moment, and turned to Shang Di.

"Do you really care about that boy so much? Do you really want to give the old Yulou to him?"

Shang Di nodded, "The problem now is...if sir doesn't save him, I'm afraid I won't be able to send my old Yulou away."

"Leave the Yulong Society... Throw Yan Zifu from the Duke of Yan's Mansion from the third floor of the Juxian Pavilion... He stole the show when he entered the capital, and even Old Man Hua regarded his words as holy words.

It was engraved on a stone tablet and placed in front of the archway of Taiyuan University..."

Changsun Jinghong stood up and walked two steps under the crooked neck tree while waving his broken fan.

"It's very different from his grandfather's personality. He doesn't know how to keep a low profile, doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and he has become a knife being used by others without even realizing it. Tell me, why should you save him?"

Wang Zheng Jinzhong was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He had just returned to the Imperial City Division and didn't know who Changsun Jinghong and Shang Di were talking about at this moment.

"A boy."

"oh."

There are so many young people in the world, but there is only one boy who can be respected by Shang Di, but Shang Di still can't deal with it and needs to ask Chang Sun Jinghong to take action. This boy doesn't sound simple.

Wang Zhengjinzhong turned to Shang Di curiously and heard Shang Di say:

"Sir is wrong!"

Wang Zhengjinzhong was shocked, because the old man Changsun Jinghong hated people saying he was wrong!

Sure enough, the broken fan in Changsun Jinghong's hand stopped shaking, and he turned towards Shang Di. Their eyes met, but Shang Di did not dodge.

"Firstly, because of old friendship, he is Li Chunfu's grandson. You should help him!"

"Secondly, what he said when he entered Kyoto was not because he was low-key, but because of the situation at that time!"

"I thought he resolved the crisis with those words and made all the students in Kyoto reflect on it... Not only is he not low-key, but for Old Man Hua and I, he is wise!"

"Thirdly, Yan Zifu is a bad boy in Kyoto. How many outrageous things have he done in Kyoto by relying on his status as Duke of Yan and his mother?"

"According to logic, such a person should be punished by the Imperial City Division, but he is still at large... Not only do I not think it was wrong for Li Chenan to throw him from the third floor, I even think Li Chenan should kill him!"

"In the end, Old Man Hua regarded his words as holy words. You don't know how much impact his words had on the students of Taiyuan College!"

"Such an influence is excellent, Old Man Hua said...this may be Ning Guo's hope for the future!"

Shang Di spoke sternly. Wang Zhengjin Zhong was still a little worried that Shang Di would be thrown out by Zhang Sun Jinghong. He glanced at Zhang Sun Jinghong cautiously, but found that although Zhang Sun Jinghong frowned slightly, he was very serious.

Listen.

He found out that the boy causing trouble was named Li Chenan.

He also found out that the boy's grandfather was actually Li Chunfu.

It's just that the Li family in Guangling City has long since declined. On the contrary, the reputation of the Li family in Kyoto has become more and more famous since Li Wenhou became the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

He still didn't know what trouble Li Chenan had caused that required Mr. Changsun to take action.

He didn't know what Li Chenan said that could make Mr. Hua regard it as a holy word. He only knew that the boy must be very talented, because whether it was Shang Di or Hua Manting, these two old men were very proud!

Shang Di did not stop talking. He knew that he had to impress his eldest grandson Jinghong in order to keep Li Chen safe on the Mid-Autumn Festival night.

"When I was in Guangling City, I was on the Peach Blossom Mountain where Wu Xichen lived. At that time, the people in Guangling City didn't have a good opinion of him, but that guy turned a deaf ear to those opinions and instead brewed peach blossom wine!

"

"I asked him why he wasn't angry, and he said... There are people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, underestimate me, despise me, hate me, and lie to me. How should I deal with them?

Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, you can leave him alone!"

"This is his broadmindedness!".

"This is also the first time that I truly regard him as an old friend!"

"Do you think the young man who can say these words is the kind of person who doesn't know how to keep a low profile, doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and doesn't realize he has become a knife being used by others?"

Having said this, Shang Di bowed and said, "Sir, I have lived here for a long time, and I am afraid that I have lost the sharpness of the past."

"If I, Shang Di, had known that the Imperial City Division was in such bad shape... what would be the use of me joining the Imperial City Division?"

"Since the roads are different, sir, let's take the Yangguan Road, and I will follow my brother to cross this single-plank bridge!"

"Farewell!"

After Shang Di finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Changsun Jinghong raised his eyebrows and suddenly shouted at Shang Di's back: "Stop!"

Shang Di stopped and breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

"return!"

Shang Di turned around and walked towards Changsun Jinghong.

"Write down what he said for me!"

Shang Di was startled, "Posting it on the gate of the Imperial City? There is something wrong! The Imperial City is the palace of the King of Hell and a place for killing people. It would be more appropriate to post it on the Jade Buddha Temple!"

"Stick it!"

Changsun Jinghong walked to the rocking chair and sat down. The rocking chair made a creaking sound.

He looked up at the fragmented sky above the crooked-necked tree, pondered for a moment and then said: "Tonight, go to your old Yulou to meet him."

"Not tonight."

"Why?"

"Cheng Guo made an appointment with him tonight. If you want to see him, you have to see him tomorrow!"

"...More busy than me! Then tomorrow morning."

"My lord, the emperor will see you in the imperial study room tomorrow morning!"

"If you don't have time, tell the emperor that I am ill!"
Chapter completed!