The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. Although Wen Qi and Zhao Hongrun are not enemies, looking at the ferocious look on his face with bared teeth at this moment, it is really hard to imagine that this is a student who has read poetry and books.
But when this scene fell in the eyes of Zongwei Weijiao and Gao Kuo, they were immediately furious - so far, no one had ever grabbed the lapel of their highness's clothes, let alone questioned him harshly.
"Let go!" Gao Kuo shouted loudly, and withdrew half of the sword from his waist. He stared fiercely at Wen Qi's hands grabbing Zhao Hongrun's clothes, as if Wen Qi would draw his sword and chop off these hands before he let go.
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However, just before he took action, he saw Zhao Hongrun wave his hand nonchalantly, signaling Wei Jiao and Gao Kuo to be calm.
At this time, Wenqi also recovered from the initial excitement. Perhaps he realized at this moment the identity of the person in front of him who was grabbing his clothes.
Reason told him that he should immediately withdraw his hand and apologize to the person in front of him, because he could never afford to offend the person in front of him. But the pride in his heart and the resentment towards Zhao Hongrun in his heart made him unwilling to back down.
Still biting the bullet and continuing to hold on.
As if seeing the struggle in Wen Qi's heart, Zhao Hongrun said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for three years. I didn't expect that Mr. Wen would be so excited to see me today."
He gave Wenqi a step down.
When he heard that Zhao Hongrun's words did not mean to scold him, Wen Qi's resentment in his heart calmed down a little. He let go of his hand and said in a tone full of resentment: "Your Excellency has brought Wen here. I will see you again today.
Shouldn't Wen be excited?"
As he said this, his eyes stared at Zhao Hongrun's clothes, and when he saw a dirty black handprint clearly left on it, there was a trace of revenge-like joy in his eyes.
Zhao Hongrun also lowered his head and glanced at the hem of his clothes, shook his head and said: "I have harmed Master Wen to this extent?... Hahaha, isn't that right?"
Wen Qi seemed to have guessed Zhao Hongrun's defense and said first: "Yes, the person who framed Wen three years ago was someone from the imperial bureaucracy... But don't forget, you would have cheated if Wen hadn't reminded you.
How could I be so angry with the officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs that they would accuse me of cheating in the examination room and ban my examination results?"
However, after hearing this, Zhao Hongrun shook his head and said sternly: "Wen Qi, the officials from the Ministry of Civil Affairs only caused you to lose your achievements that year, and they did not cause you to go to jail... The reason why you are here today is because
You have a wrong mentality and intend to retaliate against the imperial court. The circumstances are bad. What does this have to do with me?"
"You..." Wenqi was suddenly speechless.
It cannot be denied that what Zhao Hongrun said is absolutely correct. The reason why Wen Qi ended up in this situation is because he had resentment and was ridiculed by the local candidates in Daliang. He even became angry from shame, so he took revenge on the imperial court.
He wanted to make the imperial court lose face.
But even so, he felt quite unhappy when he saw Zhao Hongrun plucking himself so cleanly, and said coldly: "Does it have nothing to do with His Highness Prince Su?"
Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun shook his head and said calmly: "Three years ago, you hinted at me cheating in the examination room. It can be said that I owe you a favor...Afterwards, the officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs framed you, and you
It could have come to me
If you tell Prince Su your sufferings, I will stand up for you. In fact, I am also capable of finding a job for you... But are you here? No, because you disdain to do so. Your heart is too proud and you are unwilling to seek my help.
help."
As he spoke, he raised his right hand, tapped Wen Qi's heart with his finger, and said lightly: "Your intelligence was not used on the right path. You could have resolved this matter satisfactorily, but you chose another choice.
There is only one way...so it is your problem."
Wen Qi was dumbfounded when he heard this. After a moment, he was so angry that he smiled instead of angry.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if he wanted to punch the man in front of him.
But when he thought about it carefully, it was indeed difficult for him to deny what His Highness Prince Su said.
Yes, he could have sought help from His Highness Prince Su, but he didn't because he didn't bother to cling to high branches.
According to the power of His Highness Prince Su, it might have been just a matter of words to restore his grades, but due to his own pride, he refused to do that, so that he spent three years in Daliang, and then because of being tortured
After a lot of cynicism, he finally embarked on the road of revenge against the imperial court.
It is undeniable that this explanation is very reasonable, but Wen Qi cannot accept it at all. The reason is that a certain Prince Su in front of him picked himself up too cleanly, so that in the end, Wen Qi seemed to have become unreasonable.
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Isn't he the cause of this whole thing?!
Thinking of this, Wen Qi stared at Zhao Hongrun indignantly and sneered like he was gritting his teeth: "His Royal Highness Prince Su Wensu is sharp-tongued and eloquent. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."
He intended to have a good argument with His Royal Highness Prince Su in front of him. After all, Wen Qi thought he was somewhat confident when it came to his words.
However, Zhao Hongrun did not give him this opportunity at all. A smile appeared on his face, he patted Wen Qi's chest with his backhand, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll treat you to a drink."
"..." Wen Qi, who was ready to have a big quarrel with Zhao Hongrun, suddenly felt the uncomfortable feeling of being punched on cotton.
He wanted to scold the other person, but when he heard the word "drink", he couldn't help but lick his tongue.
Come to think of it, in the prison of Dali Temple, where can he get drinks?
But the question is, after drinking someone else’s drink, do you still have the nerve to curse someone else?
But if you refuse...
Considering that he is alone now, it is not easy to drink good wine.
"hateful!"
Wen Qi secretly cursed himself for not living up to expectations, but said angrily: "I want good wine!"
"No problem." Zhao Hongrun smiled slightly and said, "Even if it is tribute wine, I can get it."
"..." Wen Qi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He stared at Zhao Hongrun with a complicated expression, then sighed and walked out of the prison.
He knew that he could no longer accuse His Highness Prince Su in front of him.
Because Zhao Hongrun had unblocked the joints beforehand and had an order from Zhou Yan, the Minister of Punishment, he took Wen Qi out of Dali Temple and no one came to stop him.
After walking out of the gate of Dali Temple, Wen Qi raised his head and covered his eyes, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart.
Although his behavior in the examination room was impulsive, it does not mean that he was unaware of the consequences of such behavior. It was just that he was so angry at the time that he wanted to vent it even at the risk of his life.
Because of this, he has long been mentally prepared to be executed - cheating in the examination room will not lead to execution, but if he cheats maliciously, deliberately disrupts the order of the examination room, and makes the court lose face, his behavior is enough to be listed in the vegetable market.
Ask and cut with your mouth.
Therefore, now that he has stepped out of the gate of Dali Temple safely and soundly, Wenqi can't help but feel a sense of regret for the rest of his life.
"How much did you spend to save me?"
Wen Qi asked Zhao Hongrun.
Zhao Hongrun glanced at him and said truthfully, "I'll redeem you, three thousand taels, to clear your joints. If it's just over a thousand taels, let's call it four thousand taels."
"Four thousand taels..." Wen Qi lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
You must know that for poor students like him, forty taels can allow them to live a comfortable life for a long time, let alone four thousand taels.
I have to say that for him, this is a lot of money.
After a moment of silence, Wen Qi turned to Zhao Hongrun and said, "His Royal Highness, Prince Su, these four thousand taels are considered as what I owe you, and I will pay them back slowly in the future."
"..." Zhao Hongrun looked at Wen Qi.
To be fair, for Zhao Hongrun, who now owes millions of taels of silver to the Ministry of Revenue, the four thousand taels of silver is actually no longer painful, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't pay it back.
"Didn't I owe you a favor back then? These four thousand taels of silver should be regarded as repaying the favor." He said with a smile.
However, after hearing this, Wen Qi shook his head and said seriously: "Not everyone is qualified for 'Golden Ransom'... You will be rescued from the prison, which will be enough to repay the little favor you had back then..."
If His Highness Prince Su still owes you not enough, I will let you drink until you are full later... As for these four thousand taels, Wen will try his best to return it to His Highness Prince Su."
"..." Zhao Hongrun nodded and said nothing more.
Because he knew that the prison in Dali Temple had not tempered the self-esteem of the student in front of him.
But having said that, this situation was actually not what Zhao Hongrun wanted, because he could see that Wen Qi wanted to distance himself from him.
"In that case..."
Zhao Hongrun thought about it and had an idea. He followed Wen Qi's intention and said lightly: "That's okay... In this case, the robe you ruined should also be counted... One thousand taels,
Thank you for your patronage.”
He pointed to the dirty fingerprints on his clothes.
After hearing this, Wen Qi, who was still pretending to be calm, almost choked on the saliva he subconsciously swallowed. He widened his eyes and asked in disbelief: "What? This robe actually costs a thousand taels?!"
Looking at his appearance, Zhao Hongrun was secretly amused and said lightly: "Of course, do you think the robe on this king will have the same price as the one on you?"
"But..." Wen Qi said with a look of disbelief: "It's just a handprint. You can still wear it after washing it..."
After hearing this, Zhao Hongrun smiled lightly and said, "Who do you think I am?"
At the side, Wei Jiao, who had been unhappy with Wen Qi since just now, said coldly: "My Highness is His Majesty King Su, the hero of our great Wei Dynasty, the commander-in-chief of the 200,000 Wei army, and he is naturally the best in the decorations he wears."
...If you can't afford it, forget it, His Highness won't argue with you."
Wen Qi's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Okay, one thousand taels is one thousand taels!... Isn't it just five thousand taels!"
He stepped forward angrily, muttering words like "evil nobles."
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun smiled slightly, turned to Wei Jiao and said softly: "Wei Jiao, let this guy owe a debt that he will never be able to repay in his lifetime..."
"Easy to do." Wei Jiao, who also understood Wen Qi's character, said confidently.
Wen Qi, who was walking in front, suddenly felt a chill behind him. He subconsciously looked back and saw Zhao Hongrun, Wei Jiao, and Gao Kuo looking at him with smiles on their faces.
This smile made Wen Qi feel a little bit malicious when he looked at it like this.