Fan Chuan walked up to Gu Zitao, smiled, and patted his shoulder: "You are indeed a handsome man. Why don't you come to my house and have a good chat about your poem?"
Gu Zitao suddenly collapsed and was picked up by the thugs behind Fan Chuan and taken away.
He panicked and shouted, "I didn't write this! I really didn't write this!"
Chen Kuang was watching from above, but he didn't seem to care.
These students were so excited that they wrote poems and read them out in public. They should have thought about the consequences. If Gu Zitao had some backbone, he would have stood up and admitted it just now. Why wait for Fan Chuan to instigate him?
If he had the nerve to admit it, Chen Kuang might have been able to save his life.
As a result, he acted like a coward and asked Chen Ning to speak out, and finally simply denied it.
It is really hard to comment on someone who dares to do something but not take responsibility for it, and can only curse a few words.
However, Chen Kuang saw that Fan Chuan didn't really come for the poem, but for Chen Ning...
Chen Kuang blew on the tea in the cup.
The Chen family has close ties with the Cao Gang, but Fan Chuan's attitude does not show any respect for the Chen family.
He is the young master of the Cao Gang, and naturally represents Fan Hailong's attitude.
With the changing situation, it seems that... the Cao Gang no longer wants to give a share of the pie to others.
Especially since the Chen family has more prestige in Nanmatou than the Cao Gang, it is probably difficult for them to tolerate it.
Fan Chuan walked forward again: "Everyone seems to have written a few good poems just now, for example..."
Chen Ning stopped him and said, "This poetry gathering has already been reported to the county governor. Even if you don't care about the Chen family, you still need to consider the county governor's face, right?"
Fan Chuan whispered, "I'm afraid my little sister isn't broad-minded enough."
"Now the education officials are all in my father's house, so what does a mere county governor count for?"
He looked at Liang Zhi, who was trembling beside him, and suddenly said, "I remember your name is Liang Zhi?"
Liang Zhi nodded.
Fan Chuan's face suddenly turned cold. "How dare you call yourself Liang Zhi? The Liang Kingdom is dead. How dare you call yourself Liang Zhi under the rule of the Great Zhou? This is truly treasonous! You deserve to be killed!"
He waved his hand, and a cultivator behind him suddenly stepped forward, drew his sword and slashed at Liang Zhi. Whether intentionally or not, the sword's trajectory actually crossed the throat of Chen Ning next to him.
Chen Ning had never seen such a scene before. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His whole body was cold and he subconsciously closed his eyes.
“Zheng——”
Suddenly, the sound of a zither rang out, and the cultivator paused, then suddenly fell backwards, leaving a bloodstain on his neck...
Following him, the other thugs behind Fan Chuan also fell down one after another without any sound.
Everyone was shocked.
Chen Ning was stunned. He opened his eyes and saw this scene, but he only felt that the unique piano sound was somewhat familiar.
Fan Chuan was startled, sweat breaking out on his forehead, and quickly asked, "Which senior is here?"
"Senior? You mean I'm old?"
A voice came from the small building next door: "I hate it most in my life when people think I'm old. How dare you call me senior? You deserve to be killed!"
Fan Chuan was shocked: "No, no! I meant to ask if there are other seniors here, not you!"
The voice continued, "Oh? So that's how it is... Then I won't make things difficult for you."
Then he said magnanimously: "If you speak so carelessly as me, you should cut off your tongue."
A tongue?
How many tongues can a person have?
Fan Chuan's face turned blue.
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