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The Ninth Prince had always known why the Palace Master of the Jixia Academy always embarrassed him, so he was always polite but not close enough to the Palace Master, and would never let himself be slapped.

However, the fact that the Ninth Prince knew about it did not mean that others knew about it. The Emperor of Nanling and the officials of Nanling only regarded him as Mr. Wen Yuan. They did not like the Ninth Prince's arrogance in Nanling, and they were venting their anger for Nanling.

When everyone saw that Mr. Wenyuan only said a few words, they left the Ninth Prince speechless. They were extremely excited and kept praising Mr. Wenyuan. Mr. Wenyuan kept smiling and nodding, but he was actually very unhappy in his heart.

This Ninth Prince is too insidious. No wonder Jin Ling is no match for him.

In fact, Mr. Wenyuan did not gain much advantage from the Ninth Prince, but he could not tell others about it, so he could only sulk to himself. He picked up the wine on the table and drank it all. The palace servant was very smart and immediately filled Mr. Wenyuan's glass again, and Mr. Wenyuan raised his glass again.

It is true that having a good temperament does have its advantages. Mr. Wenyuan is elegant and gentle. Even when he drinks alone, he has a sense of nobleness and arrogance that others cannot learn. He is like a master who is detached from this world and looks down on all kinds of mortals with cold eyes.

No one noticed that Mr. Wenyuan was not right, and they all praised him for his extraordinary demeanor. Only Feng Qingchen felt something was wrong. He frowned slightly and asked Uncle Nine quietly: "What happened to Mr. Wenyuan?"

The Ninth Prince raised his head and glanced at him, and said with obvious displeasure: "My disciple was bullied, so I wanted to take action myself, but ended up falling flat on my face again."

The Ninth Prince's words were almost straightforward. Although Mr. Wenyuan had many disciples, Feng Qingchen knew as soon as he heard it that the Ninth Prince was referring to Wang Jinling, so he shut up obediently and said no more.

In Nanling, she relied on Wang Jinling's influence. Although the Ninth Uncle didn't say it, Feng Qingchen knew that the Ninth Uncle didn't like it, so she tried not to mention Jinling in front of the Ninth Uncle.

But……

Just because she didn't mention it doesn't mean others will let her go, such as Mr. Wenyuan.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Mr. Wenyuan's depression dissipated a lot. When he saw Feng Qingchen, he thought of Wang Jinling. When he mentioned Feng Qingchen's happy face, he slowed down his tone and asked in the tone of an elder: "Are you the daughter of General Dongling Feng?"

General Feng’s daughter!

Feng Qingchen was startled and looked suddenly at Mr. Wen Yuan.

How long has it been? How long has it been since someone has called themselves this in a formal setting?

Ever since she cured Wang Jinling's eyes and became famous, very few people said that she was the daughter of General Feng. Everyone mentioned her as Feng Qingchen, and her parents as Feng Qingchen's father and mother.

She should be happy with such an achievement, but... she couldn't be happy. She wanted to live under the protection of her parents instead of working so hard and running around alone.

Hearing Mr. Wenyuan mention her father so solemnly, Feng Qingchen felt a pang in her heart. She quickly stood up and bowed to Mr. Wenyuan respectfully: "In reply to Mr. Wenyuan, I am from the Dongling Feng family, Feng Qingchen."

No matter what conflicts there were between the Ninth Prince and Mr. Wenyuan, she was willing to respect this great scholar just because Mr. Wenyuan mentioned her father.

"Yes, you have the character of a general's daughter." Mr. Wen Yuan looked at Feng Qingchen and nodded with satisfaction. Especially when he heard the rumor that Feng Qingchen knocked the Ninth Prince down with one kick, Mr. Wen Yuan was even more satisfied.

Although great scholars all value rules, true university scholars are those who are not bound by worldly matters. Otherwise, they would not be able to teach students like Wang Jinling.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir. I am overwhelmed." Feng Qingchen smiled sincerely, unlike the polite smile she had shown to Emperor Nanling and others before.

Princess Mingwei sat aside with her eyes wide open.

What is going on?

She specially invited the Palace Master here, not for her to admire Feng Qingchen, but she couldn't interrupt casually in such an occasion. She could only be anxious and desperately wink at Nanling Jinfan.

Nanling Jinfan is not a fool. He naturally understands Wang Jinling's last warning. Even if he dislikes Feng Qingchen, he will not embarrass Feng Qingchen in public and let Wang Jinling find evidence of her.

Although others were puzzled as to why Mr. Wen Yuan looked at Feng Qingchen differently, they did not dare to speak casually in front of Mr. Wen Yuan. They could only look at Feng Qingchen with envy, secretly thinking that she was so lucky.

Mr. Wenyuan was very kind to Feng Qingchen. When Feng Qingchen invited Mr. Wenyuan to go to Dongling, he must visit Feng Mansion. Mr. Wenyuan agreed on the spot.

Feng Qingchen saw this and immediately said, "I wonder when Wensheng is going to leave for Dongling?"

She didn't think that she had to help the Ninth Prince, but the opportunity was in front of her, and she would seem hypocritical if she didn't mention it. She believed that Mr. Wen Yuan, who could teach a gentleman like Jin Ling, was definitely an open and honest person even if he had a little temper. If she asked directly, it would not only not cause dissatisfaction, but also make him happy.

Sure enough, Mr. Wenyuan was not unhappy, but he did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "Although I have agreed to go to Dongling to give lectures, I have not agreed when to go. If you want me to go to Dongling, you have to show your ability."

Although he agreed to help the Nanling royal family for the sake of his family, it did not mean that he would be unprincipled and allow the Nanling royal family to use him. If the person who came to pick him up was not the Ninth Prince, he would not have interfered in the dispute between the two countries.

In addition to doing it for the sake of his family, he really wanted to see what kind of person the Ninth Prince was who could prevent Jin Ling from taking advantage of him.

After meeting him, Mr. Wenyuan realized that the Ninth Prince was a black man from beginning to end. Not to mention Jin Ling, he himself had suffered several heavy losses at the hands of the Ninth Prince.

This person is too patient and tolerant.

If it were an opponent, this would definitely be a terrifying enemy.

Since he didn't refuse outright, there was room for negotiation. Feng Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "Sir, you are a well-read scholar who knows everything about the world. I would like to ask you a question. If you can't answer it, please allow me to go to Dongling with you."

"Oh? What if I have figured out the answer?" Mr. Wen Yuan was quite curious. Feng Qingchen was really bold. He said right away that he couldn't answer it.

This is only Feng Qingchen. If it were someone else, he would definitely think that the other person is frivolous and trying to attract attention.

Over the years, many people have asked him questions, and there was no question he could not answer. The head of the Jixia Academy was not in vain. Knowing astronomy and geography are the most basic things.

Mr. Wenyuan's knowledge is so profound that few people in Kyushu can match him.

When everyone heard Feng Qingchen's words, they were not as magnanimous as Mr. Wenyuan. They laughed unceremoniously on the spot. Princess Mingwei finally couldn't help but said, "Qingchen, the Palace Master's talent is unmatched in the world. You... should think of another way."

These words seemed to be well-intentioned advice, but in reality they were referring to Feng Qingchen overestimating his own abilities and actually thinking that he could stump the knowledgeable Mr. Wen Yuan.

"Thank you, Princess. Qingchen still wants to give it a try." Feng Qingchen looked at Mr. Wenyuan with a firm gaze, expressing his thoughts...