Zhu Cihong returned to his seat, Xue Yingying walked over, cast a grateful look at Zhu Cihong, and then looked sad, as if he was worried that this little boy would also comb himself.

Zhu Cihong inadvertently saw a large bruise on the snow-white forearm that loomed between her sleeves, and saw her scared look, she couldn't help but sigh: "Don't be afraid, I have some friendship with your grandfather and will save you out." ”

Xue Yingying's face was a little strange, the son in front of him was not as old as himself, how could he have a relationship with his grandfather?

Moreover, although this son is well-dressed and graceful, he looks like a master who is not bad for money, but if he wants to get himself out, it is obviously impossible.

Xue Yingying sighed faintly: "Thank you for your kindness, the slave family is a serious offender of the official family, and it is not something that can be redeemed with silver." ”

The official prostitutes in the Department of Education are all untouchable, and if they want to be registered and good, they can only be approved by the Ministry of Rites.

Wu Zhong frowned and said, "Since my son-in-law said that he would save you out, he will naturally do it, but you still can't thank you?" ”

Xue Yingying is Xue Guoguan's granddaughter, not a stupid person, she vaguely guessed something from Wu Zhong's tone and tone, she knelt on the ground and sobbed, crying that her family had been wronged, and a pair of delicate hands like mutton fat grabbed Zhu Cihong's silk belt, almost pulling the jade belt off his waist.

Zhu Cihong frowned slightly, and said, "Get up, just come with me later." ”

Xue Yingying saw that he didn't like it and didn't dare to be presumptuous, so she honestly got up and stood aside.

After this trouble, the scholars of the Restoration Society felt very unhappy, some were determined to leave, and some were waiting for the bustard to send another batch of official ladies out to liven up the atmosphere.

Not long after the clinker bustard left, there was a loud noise outside the building, and soon there were noisy and heavy footsteps breaking into the building, and the people who came were actually a group of officers and soldiers.

The scholars were furious, and some asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

The leader of the officers and soldiers sneered: "We are not the soap subordinates of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, but the capital camp of the Houjun Governor's Mansion, which is responsible for the security of this area, I heard that someone just fought and made trouble?" Hurry up and consciously stand up for Lao Tzu! ”

"Who secretly reported the case?"

"I don't know!"

Hou Fangyu was secretly happy, and came out with a deflated hand and said, "I was beaten!" ”

He nodded at the elegant room where Zhu Cihong was, and said, "General Liu, it's the person from the Shenji General's family, do you dare to arrest it?" ”

General Liu Shen smiled meaningfully and said: "What kind of god general, Lao Tzu has never heard of it, the prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, let alone a general!" ”

He pointed to the elegant room and said: "Come on, take them all away, if you resist arrest, Hugh blames General Ben for having no eyes on his sword!" ”

Just as the officers and soldiers were about to go in to get people, Zhu Cihong came out with everyone, he beckoned to General Liu, and said, "Come here!" ”

"Bold!" General Liu shouted, stepped forward quickly, and said, "Which kid are you from, who dare to call at this general, and don't want your life?" ”

Liu Shenjiang is Wei Guogong's subordinate, and he basically knows all the powerful people in Nanjing, and when he saw that the hairy boy in front of him was so presumptuous, he was ready to take someone on the spot.

Xu Sheng took a step forward, took out the waist card on his body, pasted it in front of him, and shouted coldly: "Get out!" ”

General Liu looked at the words on the waist card, and immediately ran away on the spot without saying a word, and glared at Hou Fangyu fiercely before leaving.

When everyone saw that the officers and soldiers of the Houfu were in a hurry to come and go, they immediately stood on the spot, who is this young man? Why did the family members around him run away without even letting out a fart?

Could it be the little marquis of the Wei family? Wei Guogong is in charge of the Houjun Governor's Mansion, and his second son Xu Wenjue is about the same age this year......

At this moment, Zhao Jinglin, who had overturned, came back, he shrugged his head, bowed to Zhu Cihong and said, "Son, I planted ......"

didn't wait for Zhu Cihong to ask, only to hear Li Xiangjun's stepmother Li Zhenli come out and say: "Okay, your surname is Zhao, you dare to pretend to be a general to deceive here, and you also make fake poems to deceive my family Xiang'er!" ”

"What? He is making fake poems?! The scholars suddenly fried the pot and looked at Zhao Jinglin one after another.

Fang Yizhi looked at Li Zhenli and said suspiciously: "These two poems are no problem, they never appeared in the previous dynasty, how did he write fake poems?" ”

Li Zhenli handed him the seized cheat sheet and said, "Master Fang, you don't know, someone wrote poems on the cheat sheet, and the surname Zhao secretly followed and memorized it!" ”

Fang Yizhi saw that it was actually a love poem, and the artistic conception was so profound, which made him shocked, and hurriedly looked at Zhao Jinglin and said, "Dare to ask the general, who wrote this poem?" ”

Zhao Jinglin was so angry that he only felt embarrassed and thrown home, but he was not afraid of being embarrassed anymore after the matter had come to this point, and said bluntly: "It was my son-in-law who wrote it on the spot." ”

After speaking, he stood beside Zhu Cihong and said that this was the main master.

Hou Fangyu said: "Impossible, even if Li Bai Dufu is reincarnated, it is impossible to make three masterpieces in a row in just half an hour!" ”

"Yes! How can it be! This boy is still so young....."

Fang Yizhi arched his hand to Zhu Cihong and said: "Dare to ask this brother, are these three poems really written by Brother Tai just now?" ”

Zhu Cihong nodded without blushing and without a heartbeat, and said, "Exactly!" ”

Seeing everyone's disbelief, Zhu Cihong decided to pretend to be forced on the spot, and he raised his voice: "Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, and they are no longer fresh, and there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years!" ”

The genius of the Restoration Society was dumbfounded, if he didn't believe it just now, he made a song on the spot this time, and he also took advantage of the topic of Hou Dagongzi to come to such a song, it is simply a prodigy!

Fang Yizhi said: "Dare to ask Brother Taigui's surname? ”

Zhu Cihong glanced at them, and when he saw everyone's expectant eyes, he slowly spoke: "Zhu! ”

Fang Yizhi, Hou Fangyu, Chen Zhenhui, Mao Xiang and other young scholars of the Restoration Society who were present were all shocked, and even Huang Zongxi, who was hiding in the corner, was full of shock, could it be that this young man is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today?

There are several nobles with the surname of Nanjing City, but there is only Zhu Guobi, the Marquis of Funing, who is in charge of the soldiers, and the son of his family is even more famous, which is bigger than the name of Qin Huai Bayan.

This young man had said before that he had gone to Liaodong with the army and went south with the army, and his time and route were almost the same as those of the crown prince!

Looking at the general surnamed Zhao again, I am afraid that it is not a fake, but a genuine Tianwu Army Shenji General, with the general general of Congyipin as a family member, except for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the entire Nanjing City, who else has this ability?

General Liu, who came to the scene just now, should have seen the big inner waist card displayed by the prince's entourage before he hurriedly got out.

Thinking of this, the young scholars suddenly became honest and stopped calling, and some of the scholars even had a hint of flattery on their faces......