Everyone had never seen such an unceremonious and murderous person as Qin Shu before, and the lack of existence shown by Qin Shu before was too much in contrast to the current murderous image, and they were all stunned for a while.

As for Yang Xuezheng, as the son of the right minister, he has a noble status, he has been talented and talented since he was a child, and he grew up listening to the kind words of others, who has never seen Qin Shu like this.

What's more, people in this era are more shy and reserved, and they are very interested in face, Yang Xuezheng was scolded by Qin Shu, just like Wang Lang, although he was not angry, but he vomited blood.

Looking at the few people behind Yang Xuezheng who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, Qin Shu smiled coldly, and a feeling of invincible loneliness rose in his heart.

Compared with those old fritter ministers in the court, these gentlemen are not a little worse, and even those ministers are crushed by him, and it is not easy to deal with these people.

Yang Juzheng and his Qin Shu were so stunned that they had nothing to say, let alone Yang Xuezheng? Lao Tzu has fallen down, let alone his son.

The rank is too low, and he vomits blood when he says two words, and his group of students can't resist the blow...... At least, the bear children who were whipped by him in the past did not have a weak heart like Yang Xuezheng and looked like they were about to faint.

Qin Shu really didn't want to waste time with this group of people, so he stood up.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table were all ready, and they were placed in front of Qin Shu, Qin Shu grabbed the brush and frowned, and then put the brush back on the table.

Qin Shu's movements made the others a little unclear...... Could it be, this young man who coaxed Yang Xuezheng so much that he vomited blood in anger before can't even write, right?

Then they watched Qin Shu raise his eyes, glanced around, and walked towards a corner.

In the corner sat a handsome and handsome young man with a fair complexion, who looked to be in his early twenties.

For some reason, such a person with extraordinary appearance and temperament will be ignored by everyone, as if he had never appeared here.

Jun Wuwu tasted wine, listened to music and watched the play, and when he was shaking the feather fan and squinting his eyes to enjoy it, he found that the feather fan in his hand was gone.

Jun Wuwu opened his eyes and looked at Qin Shu, who was standing in front of him and took his goose feather fan.

"This brother, thank you for borrowing your roots."

Without waiting for Jun Wufu to reply, Qin Shu took apart the goose feather fan, pulled out the largest goose feather, picked up the watermelon knife on the table next to him, and began to shave the feathers.

Jun Wuwu looked sluggish, and he didn't wake up until the shaved goose down floated to his face.

This kid dismantled the goose feather fan he bought back with a lot of money!

"The loss is credited to him." Qin Shu pointed at Qin Se, "He is my second brother." ”

Staring at the back of Qin Shu turning away, looking at the goose feather fan scattered into a table of feathers, and then looking at the empty hands, Jun Wuwu's face was blank.

"Kick ...... Pedaling ......"

Soon there was the sound of ascending the stairs, the voice was very calm and rhythmic, and a tall man in a black robe in civilian clothes appeared at the door of the poetry club. The man in black glanced at a circle of people present, and finally looked at Qin Shu.

"Gongzi Qin, His Royal Highness King Ji is waiting for you below."

"Wait a minute."

Qin Shu opened his mouth flatly, took the shaved goose feather, wrote a poem with ink, and then threw the feather, bowed to the others, and then walked downstairs with the man in black, and soon disappeared into the poetry meeting.

Qin Shu had been gone for a while, and the entire poetry meeting was still unusually quiet.

"The middle hall dances fairy, and the smoke is jade; The wine guests are dressed in brocade robes, and the music pipes are clear; persuade guests to make camel's hoof soup, watermelon and lychee; Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are starving bones on the road. ”

Just when everyone upstairs was at a loss and looked at each other, Qin Se read out the poems left by Qin Shu.

......

What Qin Shu did in Wanxian Tower soon reached Qin Liang's ears, and Qin Liang's conscience was full of tears, and there was an indescribable relief.

Compared with Yang Juzheng, he has not won before, Yang Juzheng is the right phase He is the left phase, Yang Juzheng gave birth to a son who is known as a genius, but his son Qin Se is called a straw bale...... Jane was pressed by Yang Juzheng everywhere, and she was in tears.

Now, Qin Liang has realized the benefits of raising a son, not only can he help himself in the court to deal with political enemies, but also help himself earn face outside, and by the way, he will belittle Yang Juzheng's old thing and his son to nothing.

The stuffiness in his chest disappeared, and Qin Liang now felt extremely comfortable, with a feeling of raising his eyebrows.

"Lao Liu, is the fifth young master back?" Qin Liang put down the bamboo slip and looked at the bright sun hanging outside the door that was still shining in the sky.

"I'm back, the fifth young master also brought His Royal Highness King Ji, as well as the fourteenth princess and the sixteenth prince to our mansion." The loyal housekeeper Lao Liu stood respectfully at the door, with gray hair and a ruddy face.

He is really happy for the master, middle-aged transfer, and got such a competitive son as the fifth young master.

Although the fifth young master is just a concubine, what about the concubine? Regardless of the concubine, he is the son of the master after all...... What's more, the master himself was born as a concubine, so he doesn't pay much attention to these things in the name at all.

"His Royal Highness King Ji and the prince are coming to the house?" Qin Liang stood up, shook his sleeves and wanted to go to greet him, and looked at his housekeeper with a reproachful expression, "Why didn't you say it earlier." ”

"Master, His Royal Highness King Ji sent the fifth young master back to the house, saying that there was still something to deal with, and then left."

"Oh, I see." Qin Liang stopped going out and turned to look at Steward Liu, "Go and call the Fifth Young Master and say that I have something urgent to hand over to him." ”

"Father, why are you in such a hurry?"

Qin Shu's voice sounded outside the study, and after speaking, Qin Shu appeared at the door of the study.

"Just in time." Qin Liang stuffed the imperial list and identity token into Qin Shu's hand, "Take the token and the holy decree, go to the Praetorian Guard camp for me, order some people to go to the prison, and release the corrupt officials in the prison...... Then he was sent to the west of the city and handed over to Lord Cheng Du. ”

"Yes, father."

Qin Shu took Qin Liang's identity token, went out in a sedan chair to the Praetorian Guard camp, and went to the heavenly prison after taking away a team of one or two hundred people.

"I said I would be back."

Qin Shu stood at the door of the Heavenly Prison, followed by a group of guards, and the head of the Heavenly Prison was standing next to him and nodded.

"Qin Gongzi, please inside."

Qin Shu and a group of guards followed the jailer into the prison, walked through the corridors, and finally stopped at the cell where he was held the night before, standing outside the cell door and looking at the former inmates inside.

"It's Xiao Qin, why did you come in again?"

He Shen sat on the ground and picked his feet, while the others were either itching and scratching the lice on their bodies, or they were about to die like a salted fish paralyzed on the ground with their eyes blank.

The arrival of Qin Shu made these criminals who had been in prison for decades look at them slightly.

"This time is different from the last time, I'm not here to eat in prison." Qin Shu continued, "Good news, you can go out. ”

After a moment of silence, the criminals' eyes glowed again, but they quickly died out again.

"Xiao Qin, don't be joking, how can you ......" An old man with gray hair smiled bitterly.

"If you think I'm joking, then why am I standing here?" As he spoke, Qin Shu asked the person behind him to bring a scroll of bright and flickering holy decrees.