The Prime Minister's wife, who was standing nearby, originally wanted to wait until An Xin was dealt with by Fan's mother and daughter before stepping forward to ridicule him, to vent her anger for the humiliation her son had suffered in the imperial examination a few years ago.

The prime minister's wife believed that it was because several students of An Xin came to take the imperial examination that they discouraged her talented son, causing him to fail in the spring examination.

Not to mention becoming the top scholar, he didn't even pass the imperial examination to become a Jinshi.

How could the Prime Minister's wife know that it was Xiao Wenjin who cheated and was discovered by a super boss, if she hadn't been considering Prime Minister Xiao.

Her son, who seemed to be bright and gentle on the surface, had already been dealt with just like the group of officials from the Ministry of Rites who helped him.

This also gave Emperor Sheng An the idea of ​​training a prime minister as his successor.

To avoid these old guys taking advantage of their seniority and not taking the successor chosen by the new emperor seriously after he ascends the throne.

Now seeing that no matter whether the mother and daughter of the Fan family came to fight with words or with force, they were all pinned to the ground, the Prime Minister's wife gave up the idea and walked into the embroidery building with an unwilling look on her face.

When the Fan mother and daughter saw An Xin walking towards them, they subconsciously took a step back. An Xin still had that rascally smile on his face: "There are several streets in the east, west, south and north. Go out and ask around to find out who the father is."

After An Xin finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the mother and daughter screamed in fear and retreated further, staggering and almost falling.

"Hahaha, you're just that timid, yet you're still shouting for war and killing."

Kong Xun looked at An Xin, who was smiling in a way that didn't look like a woman at all, curled his pale lips, walked forward and grabbed her sleeve: "Aren't we going to go out and take a look? Let's go."

"Hiss!" Kong Xun let out a cry of pain before he could finish his words.

"Bang" the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

An Xin retracted her legs and looked at Cao Zhiqing's wife Du Yingying with a clear gaze, "You're looking for death!"

Kong Xun knew how protective An Xin was of the people he approved of.

He also knew that she possessed amazing strength. Seeing that An Xin was about to move forward, he was afraid that she would kick her to death, so he reached out and grabbed her.

Kong Xun thought sinisterly that if they were alone, he would let her vent her anger, but this time there were so many eyes watching on the street, so he decided to forget about killing someone in public.

An Xin: "She hurt you with a hairpin."

Kong Xun looked at the blood oozing from his arm that had stained his light blue robe red, and shook his head, "It's okay, it's cold so I wore thick clothes, so the wound wasn't too deep."

An Xin lowered his head to observe and found that the bleeding had indeed stopped as he said. He then looked at the mother and daughter of the Fan family with a cold look in his eyes and smiled strangely: "Go back and enjoy this wealth and glory. Maybe it won't be long before such a life will become a memory in your memories."

After An Xin finished saying this incomprehensible passage, he said nothing more, turned around and pulled Kong Xun onto the carriage.

I can't walk around this street today. I have to go back and find a doctor to bandage Long Dandan's wound. I can't afford it if anything happens to him.

There were servants from a powerful family in the crowd who saw this scene and told it to their masters as a joke when they returned.

This time, An Xin became famous in the capital.

The reputation of the stupidity of Cao Zhiqing's concubine and married daughter Du Yingying, the wife of the Marquis of Wuchang, and her daughter also spread.

After hearing this, they were so angry that they wanted to kill An Xin.

Not long after, the morning court session began in the main hall.

The Marquis of Wuchang was accused in the court by the Chief Censor, nicknamed the Living King of Hell, Jiang Duidui, who was promoted rapidly to the position, of not managing his internal affairs... and a series of wrongdoings that were well-founded.

Normally, if such a meritorious person was reported, Emperor Sheng An would still think about it symbolically and hesitate. It was not a matter of principle, so he would just reprimand him and that would be the end of it.

However, the ministers did not know how the Wuchang Marquisate had offended Emperor Sheng'an Si Yexiao.

After listening to the memorial impeaching Marquis Wuchang, he demoted the marquisate into a third-rate earl's mansion without giving it much thought.

If he hadn't been afraid of the emperor's blame, Marquis Wuchang would have almost fainted on the spot. Not only could he not faint, but he had to kneel down to express his gratitude.

Several ministers who had some connection with the Wuchang Marquisate came out to dissuade them, but they were reprimanded, fined, and almost demoted.

Everyone can see that the Wuchang Marquis' Mansion is truly disliked by the Emperor. Who would dare to speak up for this family and confront the Emperor? That would only bring trouble upon themselves.

Even the Feng family of the Anguo Mansion, which was related to his family by marriage, and his son-in-law Cao Zhiqing, who originally held a low official position and stood at the end of the court.

At this time, he also shrank like a turtle, hiding himself in a corner further back, pretending that he was too far away and didn't hear anything.

Jiang Zhou's great achievements were once again promoted, and the ministers standing in a row with him were trembling with fear. How could they not be afraid of those who would report to the Duke's Mansion as soon as he was asked to do so?

Jiang Zhou, who was in a good mood after arguing with someone, ignored the Marquis of Wuchang who wanted to fight him after the court session, and swaggered towards the Censorate under his gaze.

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Jiang Zhou was not afraid at all that Marquis Wuchang would attack him, and he was even looking forward to it. The court hall was filled with royal guards.

As long as the Marquis of Wuchang dared to take action, he would turn around and report him again.

He was skinned again for the two ignorant women in his family who were looking for trouble with their own headmaster.

If I don't turn him from a marquis into a commoner, I would not deserve the beautiful title of the Living King of Hell.

Looking at Jiang Zhou who was looking up with an arrogant look on his face, Wuchang Hou's old face with wrinkles all over its eyes was gnashing with hatred.

At this time, the head of the Censorate, Shan Jinzhe, happened to pass by him. Wuchang Hou was furious and said angrily, "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, old Shan, you would have brought him to the Censorate.

How could this brat who defies the heavens, the earth, and the air be so rampant? "

The officials around him nodded in agreement, worrying about their fate of being impeached at any time.

Imperial Censor Shan Jinzhe glanced around and smiled coldly.

Have they forgotten their nickname? It is more famous than that brat's living devil.

The nickname of Shan Yushi is "The Death-Calling Asura". He has been cultivating himself for so many years. These people probably forgot that when he took out the memorial in the court, their legs began to tremble.

"Since Marquis Wuchang is so dissatisfied with His Majesty's decision, how about I go back and plead with the Emperor for you?"

The expression on the face of the Imperial Censor Shan Jinzhe when he said this was as sincere as it could be.

But anyone who knows him is now feeling a chill down their spine. If this guy really goes back to beg for mercy, then the person being begged for mercy will probably be on the verge of having his family torn apart.

So Wuchang Hou almost knelt down, and waved his hands in panic, "No, no need to trouble you, Lord Shan."

After saying this, Marquis Wuchang felt as if there was a ghost chasing him, and regretted that he had taken his anger out on this life-threatening ghost. Wasn't this just asking for trouble?