Chapter 173 Searching Tianxiang Tower
As the voice fell, a man in his forties or fifties, wearing a green robe with a jade belt, with a white face and a long beard, appeared in front of him. It was Feng Ying, the current chief academic officer of the Imperial College.
When the shopkeeper saw this person, he rushed over excitedly and said, "Master, you are finally here. If you were a step later, our Tianxianglou would have been demolished by these people!"
"Who dares?" The first person he saw was Xie Shouzheng. "Master Xie, it's been a long time since we last met. You're putting your authority over me!"
In fact, Xie Shouzheng can be considered as Feng Ying's student.
At that time, Xie Shouzheng had just become a man and served as a book boy, accompanying the prince to and from class every day, and attending classes and learning together.
At that time, one of the lecturers teaching the prince was Feng Ying.
Feng Ying originally wanted to become the Prince's tutor, the future emperor's teacher. Therefore, he was extremely serious when giving lectures.
His impression of Xie Shouzheng was that he was not very smart and had a lot of problems.
Every time after class, Xie Shouzheng would come over with a book and ask questions.
In front of the prince, Feng Ying would explain patiently.
But as soon as the prince left, he didn't want to say a word to a book boy with no family background.
Once, Xie Shouzheng asked him questions that made him impatient. He sneered coldly, "A slave's job is to serve his master well. Being a steward is the limit. The books of sages are only for the children of the upper class. No matter how much a slave like you reads, you will never be accepted by the upper class!"
When Xiao Hui heard this, his whole expression was confused.
He didn't understand why people had two faces: one was polite and smiling; the other was arrogant and spoke harsh and vicious words.
He sat in a daze under the eaves of the palace, and for a long time he was still thinking about the sentence: "No matter how much you read as a servant, you are not worthy of being accepted into a noble house... You are not worthy of being accepted into a noble house..."
It was also at that time that he discovered that there are differences between people.
Invisible classes have long divided people into different classes.
Even though he was close to the prince, he was still looked down upon because he did not have a prominent family background.
Dongfang Qi noticed that Xiao Hui was in a bad mood and asked him what was wrong.
Xiao Hui's eyes turned red: "Your Highness, if someone bullies me, can I bite him?"
Dongfang Qi: "..."
The next day, Feng Ying was stripped of his lecturer qualification and lost his position as the future emperor's teacher.
But Xiao Hui ran up to him and gloated over his misfortune:
"You never thought I would complain! Humph, someone like you has the nerve to teach and educate people? Ugh!"
Later, it was because of the intervention of Feng Ying's father, who was also the teacher of Emperor Zhao of Qi, that he was recommended to enter the Imperial College, and then step by step he rose to the position of the Imperial College's chief academic officer.
Unfortunately, his official position was only the third rank, which was the limit. He could not be compared with the Prince's tutor or the Emperor's teacher.
From a certain perspective, Feng Ying's path to becoming the emperor's tutor was cut short by Xie Shouzheng.
So at this moment, new hatreds and old grudges were superimposed on each other, and Feng Ying looked at Xie Shouzheng with such hatred that he was about to spit fire.
Xie Shouzheng today is no longer the simple little book boy he used to be.
He looked at Feng Ying coldly, but his tone was as demanding as before:
"So this Tianxiang Lou is owned by Feng Jijiu! Listen carefully, Feng Jijiu. I suspect there's a body hidden under your restaurant's ice cellar. Since I've attended several of your classes in the past, if you're willing to open the ice cellar door, we can guarantee that the ice inside won't be damaged."
Feng Ying stood in front of the ice cellar and said, "You, a mere fifth-rank official, have brought your investigation of a dirty case to my head? Today, if anyone dares to act rudely in Tianxiang Tower, I will report him to the emperor!"
Behind him was a group of his students, all of whom were from aristocratic families, and they all spoke up at this moment:
"I really don't understand what His Royal Highness is thinking. He actually let a bunch of low-class sorcerers into his house. Can't monks and Taoist priests chant sutras to exorcise evil spirits? Why bother with this?"
"Still, there are people who use chicken feathers as tokens of authority to flaunt their power!"
"If I were an official, I would immediately ask for permission to disband this damned Xuanjing Division!"
Lin Qingyue was standing in the guardhouse and didn't want to talk, but after hearing this, she couldn't help but sneer:
"What a bunch of scholars! If it weren't for the Xuanjing Division protecting the safety of Qi, how do you think you could study in peace?"
She stared at one of the young men and said, "You just said, 'If you were an official, you would immediately request an imperial decree to disband that damned Xuanjing Division?' I regret to inform you that I happen to know a little bit about physiognomy, and judging by your face, you will never have a chance of a career in the government!"
"What did you say?" The man was very annoyed. Suddenly, he stared at Lin Qingyue's face and asked curiously, "Hey, you are a woman?"
Feng Ying had met Lin Qingyue once before, and when he recognized his identity, he was about to speak.
The students under him had already started to laugh:
"Hahaha, the Xuanjing Division is indeed a mob, actually letting a woman show up in public!"
"She is quite beautiful, but such a beautiful woman, mixed up with this group of men, what's the difference between her and those girls in brothels?"
"Hahaha, maybe they are the same kind of people!"
Lin Qingyue's face darkened and she shouted, "Hongyao, slap her!"
Before the laughter died down, a red shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes, and then he heard the sound of slaps one after another.
Hong Yao moved very quickly. In just a blink of an eye, she had hit those foul-mouthed students on the face a hundred times, leaving their cheeks red and swollen, and blood spitting from the corners of their mouths.
"You...how dare you..." A man whose teeth were knocked out and whose voice was lisp asked with his face covered.
Hong Yao shouted sternly, "How dare you insult the reigning Prince Chaolan? You're simply courting death! Why don't you kneel down and apologize?"
Before those ignorant students could react, Feng Ying immediately came over and saluted:
"Prince Chaolan, please forgive me. These are the children of aristocratic families. They are new to society and do not understand the ways of the world. Your Highness is in a high position. You should be tolerant and do not bother with them."
On the surface, these words seemed modest and reasonable, but secretly they were accusing Lin Qingyue of abusing her power and being intolerant.
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