1411 Plan, but no one sees it

Wang Jinling!

The tutor chosen by the emperor for the prince is the head of the Wang family, the world-famous Wang Jinling.

For a time, there was a lot of discussion in the capital. It was not that Wang Jinling was not qualified to be the prince's tutor, but that they could not believe that Wang Jinling would be the prince's tutor of Dongling.

It is really unbelievable that a young master who is so talented and romantic would accept the prince as his disciple. The prince has not been decided yet. Would Wang Jinling accept a disciple whose talent is unknown?

You know, ever since Wang Jinling came out of the Jixia Academy, many young men with extraordinary talents have wanted to become the eldest son's disciples, but they were all rejected by the eldest son.

The eldest son said that he would be able to calm down and teach students only after he turned forty. Before that, he would not accept any disciples so as not to mislead them. But now he wants to be the prince's tutor, which makes many people confused.

"Young Master, are you slapping yourself in the face?" As soon as this was said, everyone immediately surrounded and beat him up: "What do you mean? Young Master has a noble character, how could he do such a thing."

"That's right, that's right. Who is the eldest young master? How dare you say bad things about him? You are sincerely slandering him."

"The eldest master must have his own reasons. If you dare to say anything bad about him, we will beat you to death."

Who says that gentlemen use their mouths instead of their hands? These students and talented men just roll up their sleeves and start beating people up to throw dirty water at the gods in their hearts.

"Your reputation is getting more and more famous. If you kill someone one day, even if those people saw it with their own eyes, they will defend you." Cui Haoting held the wine glass and shook his head slightly.

One Wang Jinling can defeat thousands of troops.

"In this life, I have been burdened by fame." Although Wang Jinling said this, his eyes were full of smiles.

Only after becoming famous all over the world can one do whatever he wants and make people believe that everything he does has a deep meaning, even if it is a small thing.

"The emperor has issued edicts again and again, but you have always avoided them. The emperor has not punished you yet, but your reputation is extraordinary." After saying this, Cui Haoting looked at Wang Jinling seriously and said, "What are you planning? You know that things are different now. If you don't give the emperor face, the emperor will definitely not let the Wang family go easily. You should know that the Xie family is still eyeing them covetously."

"It's not that I don't give face to the emperor, it's that the emperor himself doesn't give face to himself. When did I agree to be the prince's tutor? The Wang family has never been involved in the matter of selecting a crown prince." Wang Jinling said this with dissatisfaction on his face.

"Why do you care who the prince is? Just be your tutor. The aristocratic family needs someone in a high position." Cui Haoting persuaded.

"The position of the Crown Prince's Tutor is a nominal one, with no real power. Besides, the Xie family will not be happy with me being the Crown Prince's Tutor." If he were to take the position of the Crown Prince's Tutor, the Emperor would definitely not make the Eighth Prince the Crown Prince.

The relationship between the Eighth Prince and the Xie family is there. If he wants to become the Eighth Prince's master, he will be tied to the Xie family. How could the emperor do such a thing?

If he were to become the prince's tutor, it would mean cutting off the eighth prince's possibility of becoming the prince. The Xie family would definitely hate the Wang family and would never let go. When the Xie and Wang families fought each other, the emperor would be the one to benefit. He was not afraid of the Xie family, but he was also unwilling to let the emperor take advantage of them.

"Our emperor is very thoughtful." Cui Haoting knew that Wang Jinling had made up his mind, so he stopped trying to persuade him and only said, "You seem to be getting a little close to the Ninth Uncle recently."

"I am also close to the Xie family." Wang Jinling only stated this one thing, but to those who were paying attention, it seemed that the Ninth Prince and the Xie family were just doing it for the sake of face.

The two people present were both people with ulterior motives. Even if Wang Jinling told Cui Haoting not to think too much, Cui Haoting would still think deeply about it...

During the day, the imperial city was bustling with activity, but at night it was completely quiet. Because of the curfew, not a single person was seen on the streets.

Lan Jiuqing appeared on the street, looking very strange.

Lan Jiuqing walked silently in the alley like a ghost. His speed was not particularly fast, but most people could not keep up. Suddenly, Lan Jiuqing paused and his body was a little stiff, but in just a moment, Lan Jiuqing walked forward as if nothing had happened...

Lan Jiuqing was very familiar with the streets and alleys of the imperial city. After he walked around the city three times and failed to get rid of the man, he knew that the other party was not a good person, so he turned around and walked towards an empty alley.

The alley was low, and the moonlight could still shine in, covering Lan Jiuqing's body and revealing his eye-catching silver mask.

"Aren't you tired after following me all the way?" Lan Jiuqing leaned against the wall with his arms clasped together, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"Lan Jiuqing, I finally found you. I thought you didn't dare to show up in the capital." Fu Lin appeared at the other end of the alley, walked towards him step by step, with a cold smile on his handsome face.

"What? Master Fu still wants to seek revenge on me, Lan?" Fu Lin had already stood in front of him. Lan Jiuqing still had no intention of drawing his sword, but Fu Lin did not say much to Lan Jiuqing. He clenched his right hand into a fist and pointed at the half of Lan Jiuqing's face without the mask: "So what? Don't think that I am afraid of you just because we both work for the Ninth Uncle."

Lan Jiuqing did not fight back, but moved away: "If it weren't for the fact that you work for the Ninth Emperor Uncle, I would kill you right now."

"The Lan family is really arrogant. It's not that easy to kill me." Fu Lin missed the first punch and punched again.

This time, Fu Lin not only did not use any hidden weapons, he didn't even use any weapons. It was obvious that he had no intention of taking Lan Jiuqing's life.

He is a smart man. Since he has surrendered to the Ninth Prince, he will not do anything to embarrass the Ninth Prince. Not continuing to hunt down Lan Jiuqing is a sign of his sincerity.

He knew that the Ninth Prince would understand his concession. However, before that, he had to beat Lan Jiuqing up, otherwise he would not be able to vent his anger.

"Bang..." Lan Jiuqing counterattacked and punched Fu Lin in the chest, forcing Fu Lin to step back several steps: "You are no match for me."

"So what? You won't kill me." Fu Lin grunted and punched Lan Jiuqing again. Lan Jiuqing was extremely impatient and kicked Fu Lin's lower body: "I don't have time to fight with you, get lost..."

"What does it have to do with me? If I don't beat you up today, I won't be able to calm down the anger in my heart." He was already frustrated enough that he couldn't kill Lan Jiuqing. If he had to endure it any longer, he would have vomited blood.

"You think you can beat me, Fu Lin... Did you read your fortune before you left? You will have a bloody disaster tonight." When Lan Jiuqing said this, he suddenly drew out the sword in his hand. Fu Lin's face changed drastically and he retreated repeatedly: "Lan Jiuqing, I have to attend the morning court tomorrow."

The subtext is, you can't hurt me.

"What does it have to do with me?" Lan Jiuqing stepped forward quickly, and seeing that the tip of the sword was about to hurt Fu Lin, Lan Jiuqing suddenly retracted the sword, turned his wrist, and stabbed the blade towards himself, with the back of the blade hitting Fu Lin. At the same time, he moved his shoulder and bumped into Fu Lin.

"Bang..." With one blow and one collision, Fu Lin was thrown out and fell to the ground in a mess.

"So, you don't dare to hurt me either." Fu Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to get up to taunt Lan Jiuqing, but Lan Jiuqing stepped forward quickly, kicked Fu Lin, and stepped on him: "This is the last time. If you stand in my way again next time, I will kill you."

Lan Jiuqing didn't even turn his head, and several people rushed towards the city. That direction was the Ninth Prince's Palace.

Fu Lin was lying on the ground with his words written on his face, staring at the moon in the sky in a daze.

What other identities does Lan Jiuqing have? What is his relationship with the Ninth Emperor's uncle?

He didn't believe that the descendants of the Lan family would risk their lives for others...