After getting the secret book of "White Tiger Gang" and spending half a month to stabilize the Anjin cultivation level that he had just broken through, it can be said that Chen Ying has been having a smooth sailing recently.
He put the time to break through and strengthen his strength a year later, thus avoiding irritating the Duke and his mistress and causing unnecessary trouble.
The days have returned to the usual routine...
On the other hand, the little fat man Chen Xiong didn't know whether he was stimulated or not, but he suddenly became diligent, and the aura on his body became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tsk tsk...
Although the aura leaked by the Zhenqi cultivation method is not as exposed as that of Neijiaquan, it is still difficult to hide it in front of Chen Ying.
I don’t know if it’s because Zhao Ranruo’s teachings are good, or because the little fat man’s talent is really strong, or if the Zhao family’s “Thunder Heart Technique” is really high-end, in short, the little fat man’s Qi cultivation level has improved rapidly.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and several new students suddenly appeared in Beidi Academy, causing ups and downs in the academy.
The main reason is that the identities of these freshmen are not simple...
"Have you heard that those who entered the academy recently are all high-ranking disciples from the imperial capital!"
"What, a high-ranking disciple from the imperial capital, no wonder he behaves in such a high-profile manner!"
"Many of the high-ranking disciples of the imperial capital are accepted by the academies. How come they have come to Beidi? Are they full enough?"
"..."
Listening to the gossip among her classmates, Chen Ying had no interest in participating.
What about the high-ranking disciples from the imperial capital?
Here in the Northland, if you are a dragon, you have to be coiled up, and if you are a tiger, you have to lie down, but they are not allowed to be arrogant and wanton.
I just didn’t expect that…
When I met the little fat guy after school in the evening, he looked unhappy.
Zhao Ranruo next to him was helpless, but didn't say anything.
After the carriage entered Beidicheng and Zhao Ranruo left, Chen Ying leaned against the car window and asked curiously: "I said, fourth brother, why are you keeping a straight face?"
Unexpectedly, this suddenly opened the little fat man's chat box...
"Third brother, you don't know how arrogant those guys from the imperial capital are, they actually want to snatch the position of the little overlord of my academy!"
"If my uncle hadn't stopped me, I would have really wanted to teach them a lesson myself and let them know who is the boss of the academy!"
"Look at their triumphant looks. Aren't they from the imperial capital? What's so great about them?"
The little fat man instantly transformed into a chatterbox and chattered all the way until he entered the Duke's Palace and then stopped.
"Why did your uncle stop you from taking action?"
The little fat man's strength at this time should be almost equal to that of Ming Jin. Even if he can't deal with a few young men, running away is still not a problem.
The new students who came to the imperial capital were obviously pure Confucian disciples. Chen Ying had seen them from a distance. They were full of bookishness and had no trace of martial arts practitioners.
He doesn't believe that the other party possesses a magical skill that can completely conceal his aura. If that's the case, he won't be sent thousands of miles away to the North, isn't he afraid of something happening?
In this case, with the little fat man's strength, it was very easy to defeat those scholars. Chen Ying didn't understand why Zhao Ranruo was stopping him?
In the North, Duke Zhenbei was the local emperor. Although the little fat man could not act unscrupulously, he could teach a few scholars from the imperial capital and there would be no further trouble.
"How did I know? My uncle just said that their background is not simple!"
The little fat man looked depressed and said angrily: "I said at the time, no matter how easy it is to stay honest in Beidicheng, is it possible that their background is bigger than our government?"
Well, he is very dandy-like!
Chen Ying just thought it was a minor incident and didn't care at all.
Given his current situation, there's nothing he can do about it even if he wants to.
I just didn't expect that someone would be unhappy with him just because he wanted to live an ordinary life.
When she was relaxing after class that day, Chen Ying left the teaching building and wandered privately in the academy.
Beidi Academy occupies an entire gentle hilltop, including several nearby hills. The area is quite large.
Judging from the area of the academy alone, we know that the great scholar from the imperial capital has great ambitions.
The academy has only been open for a short period of time, so it cannot be equipped with pavilions, pavilions, gardens and pavilions, but it still has the heroic atmosphere of the North.
Several scholars came towards me, and at first glance I saw that they were the new students from the imperial capital.
Chen Ying didn't even have the slightest intention of contacting him. He was about to pass by Hong Huyuan, and he didn't even bother to glance at him from the corner of his eye.
"Wait a minute, you are the third son of Zhenbei Gongfu?"
Unexpectedly, the leading scholar suddenly spoke, and what he said was not polite at all.
Damn, what a loud tone...
The third child of Zhenbei Gongfu?
The tone of his speech still had a hint of pride in his demeanor.
boom!
With a distance of only half a foot, Chen Ying was not polite at all and punched in the air.
The guy who was uttering wild words was caught off guard and was directly hit in the face by a powerful punch from the air. He screamed and turned over and collapsed.
Chen Yingshi walked over casually, ignoring the chaos, the other scholars who were full of fear and dissatisfaction, walked up to the knocked down guy, and said condescendingly: "The third child of Zhenbei Palace, you are the only one who can do this randomly
Did you call?"
"You, you, you, do you know who I am?"
The man lying on the ground was shocked, angry and frightened, and shouted with a fierce look: "My father is..."
"No, no, no, don't call out your father's name and official position!"
Chen Ying smiled and stepped on the guy's thigh. He immediately stepped on the guy until he screamed and his face was deformed. Then he said leisurely: "Otherwise, you will be the one who is embarrassed. You still want to overturn the world in Beidi."
Can’t it be done at the Duke’s residence?”
As soon as such a big hat was slapped on, the scholar lying on the ground and the other scholars in the imperial capital did not dare to say anything.
No matter how arrogant they are, no matter how arrogant they are, no matter how much they look down on the northerners as country bumpkins, they still don't dare to speak nonsense and dare to ride on the head of the Duke of Zhenbei.
"Be careful what you say next!"
Chen Ying had no intention of messing around with a few weak scholars, so she turned around and left slowly, with his warning floating in the distance: "Be honest and calm, this is not a place for you to run wild!"
It wasn't until Chen Ying left the distance that a group of scholars helped the man lying on the ground up. They all looked at each other with anger, not knowing what to say.
"Rude warrior, I will make him look good in the future!"
The guy who was being taught a lesson by Chen Ying clearly had an unusual status. He roared with a gloomy face: "Do you really think that the Zhenbeigong family is the only one in Beidi?"
"Aren't you saying that this kid is ordinary? He is just like a transparent kid. How come he has such a big temper?"
The scholar next to him didn't have the guts to answer the conversation, so he subconsciously changed the subject and said angrily: "You can shoot it like a cannon?"
"Oh, it seems we miscalculated. After all, that boy is the third young master of the Zhenbei Palace. Even if he is no longer taken seriously in the palace and behaves honestly and peacefully on weekdays, it doesn't mean that he has no temper!"
"Also, this guy's martial arts seems to be very good. Was that a secret technique just now?"
"Probably, I didn't expect this guy to have such strength at such a young age!"
"He's just a rude martial artist. He can't live in a dignified society at all. It's up to us Confucian disciples to govern the country!"
"It's just our plan..."
"Forget it, let's not get involved blindly. Whether it's that guy just now or that little fat guy Chen Xiong, they are not easy to mess with. There is no need to cause trouble for yourself!"
"It's just that, we want to completely cut off Wu Fu's connections in the academy, but we have failed!"
"If you fail, you fail. It's not a big deal. Anyway, there are not many martial arts practitioners here in the academy. When our fathers become more powerful in the future, aren't we the ones who have the final say in the academy?"
"..."
Several scholars from the imperial capital chatted and walked away slowly, but they did not realize that in the woods not far away, Chen Ying and Hong Huyuan heard their conversation clearly.
"Haha, it seems that the Northland is not peaceful anymore!"
Chen Ying chuckled lightly and returned to the teaching building slowly without saying anything else.
Returning to the Duke's Palace that day, after greeting the Duke's mistress before dinner, he briefly talked about what he had encountered and heard.
"Hmph, a bunch of people just want to sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor!"
The Duchess's face darkened, and she waved her hand for Chen Ying to sit down. Then she sneered: "They wanted to transplant the same tactics of strife in the imperial capital to the North, but they made the wrong calculation!"
"Master, don't you have any expression?"
Aunt Zhao was also unhappy and said unhappily: "Those imperial scholars who entered the academy don't know what's going on. Xiong'er keeps yelling to make them look good!"
hehe……
As a mother, don’t you know what the little fat guy’s temperament is like?
Chen Ying, who was sitting back in the corner, only found it funny. Looking at Aunt Zhao's serious look, it seemed that the little fat man was so observant.
This matter is just an inconspicuous episode...
Neither the duke's mistress, who was the only one in the family, nor the three aunts took it to heart.
Naturally, Chen Ying didn't take it to heart. He estimated that the father behind these imperial capital scholars was sent by the imperial capital to infiltrate sand in the north.
However, it is a normal power struggle. Chen Ying cannot and does not have the right to intervene, so she should just be his little transparent.
After that, the academy was calm and there were no accidents.
Even when I met those new students from the Imperial City in the academy, everyone just treated them as nothing and had no intention of paying any attention to them.
Chen Ying's life was as ordinary as water. He devoted all his attention to practicing 'improvement'. By the time of the Chinese New Year, he had achieved great success in secret energy and had basically touched the threshold of transforming energy.
He did not hide these circumstances from Hong Huyuan who was following him, so he naturally informed the mistress of the palace immediately.
I don’t know what happened, but the mistress of the palace seemed to have been mentally prepared for his rapid increase in strength. She was not surprised at all, and she did not use any restrictive measures.
Chen Ying was naturally happy and relaxed. It would be best if she could not have a head-on conflict with the mistress of the palace.
It is estimated that Huajin cultivation will not attract the attention of the mistress of the palace, but if you enter Danjin, the situation will be different...