The Imperial College consisted of the Imperial Academy and the Imperial University.
The Imperial Academy admitted the sons and grandsons of officials of the seventh rank and above as students, who were called Imperial Academy students.
This man surnamed Li is a student at the Imperial Academy of Martial Arts.
He Youyou smiled and nodded at him: "Young Master Li."
Li Shipeng did not bow to them, but said arrogantly, "My father is the commander of the South Gate Guard, a fifth-rank military officer."
The position of commander of a thousand households is a hereditary military post. When his father dies, he will become the future commander of a fifth-rank thousand households.
Therefore, they disdain to bow to commoners.
Speaking of which, Li Shipeng and Ali have some old grudges.
When he first enrolled, he relied on his martial arts skills and looked down on scholars like Ah Li.
In particular, when Ah Li entered the Imperial Academy, he was highly regarded by the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy.
In addition, he was exceptionally talented and soon gained a reputation in the Imperial Academy.
Li Shipeng was quite dissatisfied.
Once, when Ah Li was off guard, he deliberately blocked her path with his body, intending to make Ah Li fall and embarrass herself in public.
Unexpectedly, Ah Li had already made some progress in her skills after practicing for so long.
His reactions were extremely fast, and his movements and footwork were very skillful.
She deftly deflected his force and easily escaped.
Instead, Li Shipeng lost his balance and fell face-first into the mud.
He still remembers this grudge.
He glanced silently at the food and wine on the table: "Great talent, this is Jixianlou! A restaurant that is said to rival the imperial chefs! You come to this restaurant and this is all you eat?"
Ah Li smiled faintly: "Yes, today we just want to eat some light and palatable home-style dishes."
"Tch!" Li Shipeng scoffed. "How can you expect the restaurant to save face by ordering these dishes? Isn't this ruining their reputation? If customers see this, won't they think the chefs are bad cooks? I'm telling you, if you don't have money, don't come out to eat and try to show off, okay? Aren't you ashamed?"
He Youyou: Who are you calling broke? Believe me or not, I'll take out my Ahri's gold bars and smash you to death!
Ah Li, however, didn't seem to mind at all, her smile widening instead of diminishing: "I don't eat out often, I'm sorry you had to see that. May I ask my classmate Li what dishes are best to order at this restaurant?"
"Of course, I'll eat whatever's expensive! I'll eat whatever the emperor eats!"
"As expected of Li, you come from a wealthy family and spend money like water. How can I compare to you?"
“That’s right.” Li Shipeng smiled smugly. “My father gives me about a thousand taels of silver a month for pocket money. Even if I eat out three times a day, I still can’t spend it all.”
He Youyou rested her chin on her hand, looking at the proud young master: "Your father's position is quite a lucrative one, it's something to be envied."
Li Shipeng, with his hands behind his back and chin raised, said, "It's no use for you to be envious. My ancestors were meritorious officials, and this position has been passed down through generations."
The commanders guarding the city gates were responsible for checking the documents of people coming and going, and investigating spies and wanted criminals.
Many merchants come and go through the city gates, and they inevitably have to give some tribute to these military officers.
Li Shipeng's father, as a fifth-rank military officer, was a key figure in these people's efforts to show respect and courtesy.
In addition, the shops and casinos near the city gates were also somewhat afraid of him.
He usually flaunts his power and amassed a considerable fortune.
Li Shipeng himself proved to be even more capable.
They all swaggered and showed off in front of the emperor.
This was the first time Zhao Changheng had ever encountered someone so arrogant in front of him.
The commander guarding the south gate is surnamed Li, right?
I have remembered.
Li Shipeng was followed by a group of his cronies, who also went upstairs noisily.
He urged him to come along: "Brother Li, what are you still babbling about? Come on, come on, there's something fun arranged for you in the private room upstairs."
"Coming!"
With that, Li Shipeng turned and left, following the others upstairs.
He Youyou watched their retreating figures and sighed, "These aren't just walking spoiled brats, they're walking national treasuries!"
Zhao Changheng looked up at her: "What makes you say that, Madam?"
He Youyou did not answer directly, but said softly, "Young Master Huang is acquainted with the Minister of Personnel. You can ask him when you have the chance: It's almost the New Year, I wonder if the court is short of money?"
Zhao Changheng thought to himself: Lacking money? Of course we lack money! Who would complain about not having enough?
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