Chapter 31 Qin Shandao is surrounded

"I?"

Wei Shuyu grinned: "I specialize in dealing with all kinds of dissent!"

The little brat curled his lip in disdain.

"Alright, we've all finished introducing ourselves. Now it's your turn," Wei Shuyu asked.

"Give me that ice juice first."

The little boy stared longingly at the orange juice in Wei Shuyu's hand.

"Answer the question first, and I'll give it to you." Wei Shuyu said with a smile.

After hesitating for a while, the little boy finally answered honestly, "My name is Qin Shandao."

Wow...

The three of them widened their eyes in surprise.

Even Wei Shuyu was no exception.

Because Qin Shandao's father was Qin Qiong!

Special forces soldiers are also soldiers, so Wei Shuyu also admired famous generals from various dynasties.

And this Qin Qiong was one of Wei Shuyu's former idols!

Qin Qiong, courtesy name Shubao.

Perhaps in many people's eyes, he is a door god. He is brave and skilled in martial arts. He has expanded the territory of the Tang Dynasty and made many military achievements. He is listed as one of the twenty-four meritorious officials in Lingyan Pavilion.

But in Wei Shuyu's eyes, Qin Qiong was an absolute iron-blooded general.

What is iron-bloodedness?

Historical records state that Qin Qiong was frequently ill, and whenever he was sick, he would say to people, "I have spent my whole life on the battlefield, experiencing more than two hundred battles, large and small, and have been seriously wounded many times. I have lost several bushels of blood in total. How can I not be sick!"

During the Tang Dynasty, one hu was equivalent to 60 kg, or 120 jin. It wasn't until the Song Dynasty that one hu was equal to 30 kg.

Qin Qiong may have exaggerated in his words, but it is undeniable that he would never have dared to utter such arrogant words if he had not shed enough blood.

Wei Shuyu admired not Qin Qiong's illustrious military achievements, but his indomitable will to fight whenever needed!

"Did your father send you to the Imperial Academy?"

Wei Shuyu handed the orange juice to Qin Shandao and then patted the latter's head.

Because of Qin Qiong, Wei Shuyu's tone also seemed more amiable.

"yes."

Qin Shandao sipped his orange juice, his eyes narrowing in enjoyment.

"Does he want you to abandon martial arts and pursue a literary career?" Wei Shuyu asked疑惑地.

The Imperial Academy was a place where the sons of civil officials studied.

The sons of military generals were all in other academies. Besides reading and practicing calligraphy, they paid more attention to martial arts training and learning the art of war.

"Hmm." Qin Shandao nodded, a sad expression on his face.

“This shouldn’t be happening…” Wei Shuyu stroked his chin.

Qin Qiong was one of the leading figures in the military group, and he didn't only have Qin Shandao as his son, so why did he insist on sending Qin Shandao to the Imperial Academy?

If Qin Shandao didn't have martial arts talent, that would be one thing, but Qin Shandao's martial arts skills were not weak.

It's no exaggeration to say that they have almost no rivals in their age group.

"Your martial arts skills are not weak, so why did your father send you to the Imperial Academy?" Wei Shuyu asked again.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shandao's expression changed drastically.

He wouldn't even drink the orange juice anymore; he just put it on the ground, pulled up his pants, and ran away...

This sudden turn of events caught Wei Shuyu off guard.

Did I say something wrong?

He turned to look at Choi Shin-ki and Fang Yi-ai.

"I don't know." The two shook their heads in unison.

"Then why did he run away?"

"I don't know." The two shook their heads in unison.

"..." Wei Shuyu was speechless.

You two know nothing when asked, what use are you?

"Big brother, can you give me back my orange juice?" Fang Yi'ai asked shamelessly.

"..."

The three continued to relax in the pavilion and make ice.

But the more Wei Shuyu thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

It is absolutely unreasonable for the son of a military general to abandon military affairs and pursue a literary career.

If he hadn't run into me, that would have been fine.

But he simply couldn't bear to see a promising young soldier become so immersed in the Analects, poetry, and songs!

As for Qin Shandao having a stronger talent in literature?

Even if you beat Wei Shuyu to death, he would never believe it.

It's reading time now, but I sneak out to wander around, steal orange juice, and beat up Choi Sin-ki...

Can this kind of person have the patience to study?

That's definitely him; he's cut from the same cloth as those three.

"Little Chichi, Little Ai Ai".

Wei Shuyu solemnly instructed, "Go and investigate why Qin Shandao came to the Imperial Academy."

"oh."

It was approaching evening.

When school was over, the gate of the Imperial College was filled with carriages waiting to pick up their young masters.

Qin Shandao dashed out of the Imperial Academy like a wild horse.

As the son of a military general, he was far from being so pretentious as to need a carriage to pick him up.

He was running happily when a group of thugs blocked his way...

"What do you want to do!"

Qin Shandao's little face scrunched up like a steamed bun.

"Take money from people and solve their problems."

The leader of the thugs held a dagger and looked at Qin Shandao with a sinister gaze.

"My father is the Duke of Yi, do you all have a death wish?"

Qin Shandao took a step back, ready to flee at any moment.

"Don't even think about running away. Look behind you." The leader of the thugs brandished a dagger, looking like he was in complete control.

Qin Shandao glanced warily behind him, his heart leaping into his throat.

Then, seven or eight more thugs emerged from behind.

In an attempt to take a shortcut home, he walked through a narrow alley, only to find himself surrounded by people.

"Have you thought this through? If you dare to gang up on me, you'll all be dead if my father finds out!" Qin Shandao threatened again.

His eyes darted around, trying to find a way to escape.

"We'd rather die of poverty than die of old age."

"And after you're crippled, do you think anyone from the Duke of Yi's mansion will stand up for you?"

As if realizing he had said too much, the leader of the thugs waved his hand and said, "Go, kill him."

Qin Shandao's pupils contracted.

He grabbed a broken basket from the side and threw it at them.

The battle begins, and Qin Shandao fights twenty thugs alone!

Meanwhile, at the main gate of the Imperial College.

"Hey Shenji, aren't you supposed to be the tyrant of the Imperial Academy? How come you can't even catch a single person?" Fang Yi'ai muttered, holding a glass of orange juice.

"I didn't expect that kid to be so cunning; he disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Choi Shin-ki's face turned completely red.

As a local tyrant at the Imperial College, blocking people at the entrance was his specialty, but he still managed to slip away.

"So how do we explain this to our elder brother?" Fang Yi'ai asked carelessly, sipping his orange juice.

"Well……"

Choi Shin-ki was completely baffled.

After learning about Qin Shandao's whereabouts today, Wei Shuyu wanted to see Qin Shandao one more time.

Originally, Wei Shuyu was also waiting at the door.

But Choi Shin-ki couldn't resist his jerk attitude, saying that how could he let his older brother wait at the door for something like blocking someone?

Through his tireless efforts, he successfully persuaded Wei Shuyu to go to the teahouse to rest...

"Yiai, what should we do now?" Choi Shin-ki was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.

"Cold salad".

Just when the two were at their wits' end, Choi Shin-ki's crony Wang Hyu suddenly showed up...

“Divine foundation, divine foundation…” Wang Xiu gasped for breath.

"what?"

Choi Shin-ki replied irritably.

He's not in the mood to hang out with this bunch of scoundrels right now.

"Didn't you ask me to find out about Qin Shandao before?"

"I just saw him being cornered in an alley."

"Good heavens, about twenty men with weapons, they're really ruthless."

As Wang Xiu recounted his story, Choi Shin-ki's eyes widened.

*Smack*

Choi Shin-ki slammed the orange juice on the ground and cursed, "Who gave them the audacity to bully the people of our Imperial Academy!"

"Call the brothers, grab your weapons!"