Chapter 111: Cutting a Mountain at Prime Minister Qjn ‘s Residence, The Power of Righteousness? (3)
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These words made the Confucian scholars on the Literary Music Ranking even more indignant. Someone said that if An Le had not cheated, why did he not receive righteousness when he attracted it in front of the Literary Monument that day?!
The two sides argued on the basis of reason, and the matter of Master An’s Imperial Examination cheating instantly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Lin’an Prefecture.
In a pavilion in the Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.
As Qin Qianqiu listened to the many pieces of news reported by his subordinates, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Just as he had said back then, there were many ways to deal with a scholar who valued reputation.
The truth was sometimes not important to many people. They only believed what they heard.
Rumors spread like wildfire. With this move, even if An Le did not cheat, his reputation would be ruined.
Qingbo Street, in front of Imperial Ancestral Temple Alley.
An Le’s white clothes fluttered as he walked on the long street with the spring breeze in his sleeves. The long street was filled with soldiers from the Dali Temple and the Black Office, causing the pedestrians on the street to retreat to the sides of the road. They watched from afar and did not dare to approach.
In the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Zhao Huangting was dressed in plain clothes. He stood quietly in front of the vermilion-carved wooden window with his hands behind his back and looked at the situation on the street. When he saw An Le’s sleeves fluttering and Cao Fu and the other soldiers following behind him, his eyes could not help but deepen and reveal a fierce look.
An Le had two swords at his waist. His handsome face scanned the long street, and many onlookers revealed surprised expressions.
Among the onlookers, most of them were scholars and painters, and most of them were busybodies. They chattered non-stop.
With An Le’s mind, he could naturally hear and capture it easily.
Among them, An Le even saw a few Confucian scholars who had once walked to the Heart Questioning Forest with him in the Literary Department.
These Confucian scholars had cold expressions and looked like they were watching a show. It was obvious that they wanted to see An Le being taken away by the Dali Temple and the Black Office to watch a joke.
An Le’s back was straight, and his clear aura was turbulent. His expression did not change as he glanced at the Confucian scholars on the Literary Music
Ranking. He frowned coldly and shook his head gently, feeling very bored.
No wonder Martial Chief Di Cang of the Martial Temple looked down on the Literary Department. Their so-called scholars were all like this. What was there to take a fancy to?
“Mediocre people disturb me, and lowly people slander me. Their hearts are filled with schemes and disputes all day long. How can they take huge strides in cultivation and knowledge?”
“Watch carefully.” An Le said calmly, but it was unknown who he was talking to.
However, the expressions of the Literary Music Ranking Confucian scholars in the crowd changed slightly. They could tell that An Le was talking to them.
Mediocre people?
The Confucian scholars were furious and subconsciously assumed he was talking about them. After all, they had indeed reported An Le.
Cao Fu carried the Capturing Saber at his waist and walked to An Le’s side. He bowed politely and said, “Young Master An, where are you going?”
Cao Fu, who originally wanted to capture An Le and bring him to the Black Office, changed his mind and wanted to see what An Le wanted to do.
The young man was confident and did not seem like someone who would lower his head easily.
Perhaps he wanted to prove that he had not cheated.
However, Cao Fu was extremely curious about how such a matter could be proved. After all, such matters were constantly being disturbed, and it was like dirty water being poured over one’s body, causing it to be impossible to explain clearly. If it was investigated thoroughly, then it would really be impossible to explain the twists and turns within it without a few months.
A smile appeared on An Le’s lips, and a spring breeze blew over, fluttering his hair.
“To Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.” An Le said.
Cao Fu was stunned, and his expression changed slightly.
As the junior official of the Dali Temple, he naturally knew about the conflict between the Lin Residence and Prime Minister Qin. The reason why An Le was labeled as a fraud was mainly because of the Lin Residence, other than being on good terms with Liu Yue by chance.
But why was An Le going to Prime Minister Qin’s Residence?
However, An Le said, “Can you prepare something, Lord Cao?”
Cao Fu frowned. Preparing something before going to the Qin Residence? Could it be that he wanted to apologize to Prime Minister Qin and beg for forgiveness?
If that were the case, it would be a waste of the righteous sword qi.
“What do you need, Young Master?” Cao Fu asked. “Brush, ink, paper, inkstone, and a long table and chair.”
An Le chuckled.
Cao Fu’s eyes narrowed. The young man was as smooth as jade, and his smile was as warm as the sun, but his heart was really upright.
“Alright, I’ll get someone to prepare it.”
Cao Fu suddenly became interested and wanted to see what An Le wanted to do with the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
The two of them walked side by side on the long street. Cao Fu was wearing an official’s uniform and had the Capturing Saber at his waist. He had a noble and official aura that soared into the sky. Beside him was a young man with a bamboo sword and an ink sword at his waist. He was dressed in white and had wide sleeves. Although he did not have a noble and official aura, his upright aura was superior and was rather eye-catching.
The soldiers of the Dali Temple and the Black Office followed behind the two of them. Huang Xian followed behind worriedly.
On both sides of the road, the people watching the commotion also followed.
The Confucian scholars on the Literary Monument looked at them coldly. They felt that they had found evidence of An Le’s cheating. Otherwise, why would An
Le lure out the righteousness in front of the Literary Monument but not obtain
However, An Le went to Yanchun first. Under everyone’s gaze, he bought a pot of old yellow wine and continued forward.
Before they approached Jing Street, a luxurious carriage drove over and the curtain was lifted.
Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng immediately got out of the carriage and looked worriedly at An Le, who was carrying the old yellow wine.
“Sir.”
Lin Qingyin was sincerely worried as An Le’s disciple.
Cao Fu, who was beside him, tensed up. He held the Capturing Saber tightly in his hand and stared at the carriage with a solemn expression.
This was because there was an aura and power in the carriage that made his heart palpitate..
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