After walking in, Duke Anguo saw a tall and thin man standing in the yard. He was wearing a pure black fox fur cloak and exuded a noble temperament.

Her skin was as white as cream, as if it could be blown away, her face was slightly sickly pale, her lips were as pink as cherry blossoms, her hair fell to her waist like a black waterfall, and she stood there with an arrogant look, looking down on everyone.

A gentleman is modest and gentle like jade.

"Why is Mr. Jiang Sanye coming to the Duke's Mansion?" The Crown Prince Feng Zhibang was surprised. The Queen died in childbirth, and his adoptive father and brother died in battle.

Relying on the status of being adopted by Lord Cheng'en, the third Master Jiang, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, managed to support the Lord Cheng'en's Mansion with the only offspring left by Lord Cheng'en's eldest son.

How could a man who everyone in the capital respectfully calls Jiang Sanye come to his house for no reason today?

Jiang Xuan raised his lips, his tone was as gentle as always: "I'm just passing by."

Feng Zhibang felt embarrassed when he saw the mess in the front yard. However, Jiang Xuan, who came uninvited and had a calm expression, did not show any embarrassment.

The old Duke of Anguo nodded at Jiang Xuan, then looked at the two groups that had already separated.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that the servants and guards on their side have the upper hand, because there are no obvious scars on their exposed parts, while the man and woman standing in front are better off.

The two maids, five old women and two followers behind them had obvious scratches and bruises on their faces, necks and exposed arms.

Duke Anguo asked solemnly, "Who are you and why did you break into my mansion and cause trouble?"

"Your wife can bring people to scratch my students in the street. Why can't I, the headmaster, come to your house and teach her how to do it?" An Xin said nonchalantly.

Feng Zhibang's voice trembled with excitement: "You, you are the famous female headmaster who can teach and educate people."

Then he turned around and said to Duke Anguo: "Father, she is the teacher you want to hire for Shaolin."

Duke Anguo glared at his son, disdaining him for being so unstable even in his middle age.

Duke Anguo was displeased when he thought about his daughter-in-law being reported for her brother and leading people to capture Jiang Zhongcheng, the living devil of the Censorate.

Seeing that An Xin's expression had eased a little, his words were threatening. After all, he had been in a high position for too long and did not take An Xin, a female teacher who could teach, seriously.

"Mr. An Xiaoshan, right?"

An Xin raised his eyebrows: "One should not change his name, nor his surname, that's right."

Seeing that An Xin did not come over to fawn on him like other people did, just because he was a duke, he saw that An Xin did not fawn on him like other people did.

He still stood there with an upright posture, bowed to him politely, and faced him neither servile nor arrogant. Duke Anguo felt displeased.

Seeing Duke Anguo looking down on her with a hint of contempt for her in his eyes, An Xin curled the corners of her mouth and smiled, then raised her head to look at the sky. Everyone can pretend to be cool.

Kong Xun and Jiang Xuan, who came over and stood beside them, looked at An Xin, who raised his head slightly and looked more arrogant than him, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of their mouths with a doting look in their eyes.

Duke Anguo: "Humph! The little headmaster is indeed different from the others."

An Xin took this sarcastic remark as a compliment to himself.

She said proudly, "It is a little different because I have darker skin than the other women you see."

Duke Anguo: “…” Is this what I mean?

Looking at An Xin's face which had inevitably become rough and slightly dark due to wind and sun after more than two years of wandering, it seemed that she was not wrong.

Duke Anguo, who didn't want to talk nonsense with An Xin anymore, said what he had thought of.

"Now that you're here, don't leave."

"It is a serious crime to trespass into the Duke's Mansion. If you don't want to be arrested and go to jail, then stay here and be a teacher to my grandson."

An Xin: "Aren't you afraid that I will stay here unwillingly and make your grandson more and more stupid?"

"You dare!" Du, who had climbed out of the vat and was helped back to her room by the maid who had been looking for her to change her clothes, heard what An Xin said as soon as she came back.

She glared at An Xin viciously, then looked at Duke Anguo and her husband and said, "I don't agree to ask her to be Shaolin's teacher. How can such a vulgar woman teach a good student?"

"I'm afraid those students she brought from her hometown who passed the imperial examinations were naturally talented, so she took advantage of them and became famous in the capital because of her students."

After hearing what Mrs. Du said, Duke Anguo and Crown Prince Feng Zhibang also looked at An Xin with suspicion.

An Xin did not argue. She was very thick-skinned and let them watch her, a female headmistress who was seeking fame and reputation.

Prince Feng Zhibang was easily misled and asked, "Could this be true?"

An Xin touched his nose, looking guilty.

Now the father and son became even more suspicious, and the way they looked at An Xin changed.

Duke Anguo also lost his patience with An Xin and others. Since they had no real knowledge and skills, they could not teach his smart only grandson.

Then why keep her? Treat them to lunch?

He ordered the guards who were brought back by the Duwei: "Take away all the troublemakers. If anyone dares to fight in my Anguo Mansion, the men will be sent to work in the mines mined by the court, and the women will be sent to be official prostitutes.

That little mountain head, for the sake of her students, should be demoted to a slave. "

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After saying this, Duke Anguo

Kong Xun and Jiang Xuan's faces darkened slightly, and their eyes became cold and deep.

Da Zhuang and Er Hu were also filled with anger.

Qingfeng and Mingyue bit their lips and their faces turned pale. They were not only worried about themselves, but also worried that An Xin would really be demoted to a slave by this powerful duke.

The Duke of Anguo's severe action was beyond the expectations of the guards under the command of the commander, but they were only sent by their master to carry out orders, and they had no choice but to follow the Duke of Anguo's orders.

An Xin patted her two maids, turned around and looked at An Guogong coldly, saying in a light tone: "At your age, you should check the wind speed before speaking. You scared my little girl."

Duke Anguo, who looked very superior, understood what An Xin said and told him that he was too arrogant and he should be careful about his tongue.

Duke Anguo's eyes were sinister and his tone was grim: "How dare you, little girl, speak so arrogantly."

"Even if I say it, what can you do?"

An Xin was shocked when he said that he would send his two maids to be official prostitutes and Da Zhuang and Er Hu to the mines as coolies, saying that neither of them had a chance to make a living.

I knew that Duke Anguo was also a narrow-minded and cruel person.

Otherwise, what she did today was just bringing people into the Duke's Mansion, which was a bit out of line, but she didn't really kill anyone else.

Even if someone has been offended, it would not be to the point of humiliating him to death.

At this time, Duke Anguo felt that it was unnecessary to look at An Xin and the others any more.

He shouted at the guards of the Duwei Office: "Take these rude and unruly people away. They are not worthy of arguing with the ruler of this country."

Mrs. Du recalled how she was covered in snow and ice when she climbed out of the water tank, and saw that An Xin and the others were about to be demoted to slaves, maids, and prostitutes by their father-in-law.

There was a smile on the sinister face, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Just when Mrs. Du was gloating over the misfortune, two young and domineering voices were heard from the gate of the Duke of Anguo's Mansion.

"Duke Anguo is so powerful and has such a big tone."

"That's right! Where does Duke Anguo want to send my teacher?"

(End of this chapter)