Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 427: The Dean of the Academy, Princess, and the Crown Prince of the Enemy Country!

"Academy!"

Hu Yunniang's words stunned everyone present.

Yun Wan said thoughtfully: "But the academy today is no longer the academy that dominated the thirteen states in the past."

She raised her eyes and looked out the window. "Since the four gentlemen fell apart, the academy has only been concerned with learning, not worldly matters, not interfering with the court, and not caring about worldly affairs."

Zhou Yuner frowned, "Why would the academy make an exception for Master Guan?"

Hu Yunniang said, "Master Guan, you were so famous at the banquet that day. In fact, there are many people in the academy who admire your fame."

Yun Wan also agreed, "Yes, there was a poetry competition held in the academy at that time, and the three poems written by Master Guan were all ranked first."

"I also heard that when Guan Gongzi said that day, Peng Beihai, Feng Chaoyang. He also took the book and sword on the vast road, and explained to the second master,
"I, the disciple of the Second Master, feel grateful for his kindness."

The women nodded, as if there was no other way.

In Bianjing, the nine major surnames are like unshakable mountains.

Women like them cannot participate in it at all.

Chen Xiang suddenly thought of a possibility, "Actually, we can also try Yuehuaxuan?"

"Hasn't the owner of Yuehuaxuan always been fascinated by Master Guan's paintings? Now that Master Guan is in trouble, he might be willing to help."

Li Xiangjun was a little worried after hearing this: "But what if he ignores it and changes his mind... or even cancels the previous agreement?"

Zhou Yuner bit her lip and said, "I can't care about so many things now. Saving the young master is the most important thing. The boss is also a well-connected person in Bianjing. Maybe he can find a way."

"I heard that among the nine major families, sometimes they would even beat and kill illegitimate sons to punish them as a warning to others. We must not sit idly by and do nothing. We must find a way to rescue Master Guan."

Everyone was horrified.

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder outside the window, and the midsummer rainstorm came suddenly. Raindrops as big as beans fell on the golden plaque of "Taiping Tower", just like a killing stick dropped by the clan.

Hu Yunniang stood up and said, "There is no time to lose. Yuner and Xiangjun, you go to Yuehuaxuan, and Chenxiang and I will go to the academy."

"Sister Yun Wan, you should stay in the restaurant and stay the same in the face of all changes."

Yun Wan agreed, "Be careful about everything."

She looked down from the window and saw four women getting into two carriages heading in opposite directions below the restaurant.

At noon the sky was covered with dark clouds, just like the sky in the afternoon.

Suddenly, muffled thunder rolled across the sky.

The rain was falling so hard that the eaves could be heard with the sound of flowing water.

Yun Wan closed the window frame, turned around and solemnly placed three incense sticks in front of the gilded incense table.

In the curling green smoke, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and her jade bracelets made a clear sound.

"I hope you can survive this disaster. Good people will be blessed by heaven."

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Deep in Qimochunfang.

An elegant house hidden among the green bamboos.

A middle-aged woman in an indigo Taoist robe stood by the window, wearing a Taoist hairpin and a lotus crown.

On that ordinary face, there were only a pair of eyes as calm as an ancient well, revealing an air of detachment from the world.

"Is it time for the Li family to go to the Xie Mansion?"

The old lady behind the woman had a flat jade hairpin inserted diagonally in her hair, and she looked elegant and noble.

"Princess, they must have entered the Xie family by now. They deliberately walked around Changning Street and paraded through the streets."

If it weren't for the old woman's respectful attitude, others would have thought that she was the owner of the house.

Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary female priest is the real owner of Qimochunfang, and the most mysterious person in the dynasty - Princess Chen Zhirong.

He was actually dressed like a Taoist. You should know that Confucianism was prevalent in Da Qi.

"Change my clothes."

The old woman personally untied the woman's Taoist hairpin, and her long black hair fell down onto her shoulders like a waterfall.

She was covered with a shawl woven with dense gold thread, and her twelve-piece skirt stretched to the ground, flowing like colorful clouds under the candlelight.

"Your Highness, is it worth it for us to come forward for a bastard this time?"

"You know, we have been hiding our identities for many years, and others have long forgotten the princess's reputation. Isn't this exactly what the princess wants?"

"Now is a time of trouble. His Majesty has been asking us to be patient until the opportunity comes."

The Princess of Qi looked at the heavy rain outside the window.

“Of course it’s worth it!”

"When the two Zhaoming Luans fell on him that day, a bastard was not worthy, but a natural born saint was certainly worthy."

"Also, his cultivation level is not visible to others, but I know that his cultivation level is pure Three True Taoism, and he has ignited the divine fire."

"When the four gentlemen from the academy lit the sacred fire, they were ten years older than him."

"This is another person who is no lesser than the four gentlemen in the academy."

"It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to help in times of need. Since the nine major families cannot accommodate him, the Royal Family of Da Qi is willing to reserve a place for him."

After saying this, the woman walked down the Yashe!
There was heavy rain outside the eaves, but she just raised her head slightly and let the cold wind blow her black hair.

"Let's go. We haven't left this room for many years. After my father was defeated by Prime Minister Su, it seems that he has..."

"Twelve years!"

She whispered, her voice sounding like a sigh and a mockery.

At that time, the Princess of Da Qi was in charge of the Dali Temple and the Imperial Prison. She purged the government and the country with an iron fist. Even men did not dare to compete with her.

But now, she stood in front of the rain, with a hint of darkness in her eyes.

“To this day, I still can’t figure it out…”

She shook her head slowly, "Mr. San and Prime Minister Su, what exactly do you want?"

"If Su Xiang really coveted power, the nine major families should have been wiped out long ago and should not exist. If Mr. San really wanted to be detached from the world, why did he have to confine himself to the academy? It's not only him who is trapped, but also the entire academy."

She suddenly sneered, "But no matter what they plan, they will ultimately use the blood and flesh of our Da Qi as their base." "This Da Qi is the world of the Chen family."

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Bianjing·Chufengtai.

Outside the north gate of the imperial city, there are three magnificent mansions as the main body, with connected attics, flying eaves, brackets, and red lacquer and gold nails.

The name of this place is "Chufengtai". It was originally the residence of hostages from various countries. In the past, the common people could still watch and wait, which implied humiliation.

However, times have changed and the world situation has changed.

The Great Qi and the Great Sui were openly competing against each other, the Red Eyebrows Army in the south of the Yangtze River rose up, and wars were raging everywhere. Foreign countries were watching covetously, and powerful people were waiting for an opportunity to make a move. The status of these hostages also rose with the tide - especially the three princes of the great powers, who now had elite escorts whenever they went out, fearing that there would be any mistakes.

Two of them were even more domineering and arrogant, and their behavior was even worse than that of the children of the nine major surnames.

At this moment, in the most magnificent house in the center of Chufengtai—

A plaque with black background and gold characters hung high above the door, with the six large characters "The Villa of the Prince of the Great Sui Dynasty" clearly written on it.

This would have been impossible in the past.

At that time, there were only two words "Bieyuan" hanging here.

But now, no one dares to say a word.

In one of the study rooms.

The candlelight flickers red, and the sandalwood incense wafts in the air.

"Then Xie Guan will probably be defeated by his own family today."

Helan Zhenshu raised his head and drank the wine in the cup. "Isn't it that the people of Daqi are best at fighting among themselves?"

The Buddhist disciple Kong Du from the Southern Buddhist Kingdom turned the rosary in his hand, and his voice was full of inquiry: "What benefits did the Xie family promise you that day that were worth killing someone in public at the banquet?"

Helan Zhenshu placed the wine glass heavily on the table, with a sharp gleam in his eyes, "The Xie family has made an offer. As long as I kill Xie Guan, they will guarantee that I can return to Changshengtian within a year."

Kong Du nodded slightly, "No wonder Brother Helan is so decisive. If it were me, I would probably find it hard to resist such temptation."

"Ahem—"

A light cough interrupted their conversation.

Liu Yuan, the crown prince of the Sui Dynasty, who was in a wheelchair, slowly raised his eyes, his bottomless eyes showing a chill: "Next time something like this happens, let me know in advance."

Although Helan Zhenshu was half a head taller than Liu Yuan, he couldn't help but straighten his back at this moment: "Yes, big brother."

"It's urgent. I only found out about this after Xie Guan entered Qimochunfang."

If outsiders saw this scene, they would be surprised.

Helan Zhenshu, who has always been at odds with Liu Yuan, would actually call him "Big Brother" so respectfully.

It turns out that all the tit-for-tat confrontations in daily life were just performances for outsiders.

While the three were talking in secret, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Prince, Prime Minister Su sent someone to ask for an audience."

Liu Yuan frowned slightly, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes - why would Su Xiang's people suddenly visit this Chu Feng Terrace? What was their purpose?
"please come in."

"No need to invite me, I'm already here."

A hoarse voice came from outside the door, and a lame old man was standing in the corridor without knowing when.

If Xie Guan were here, he would definitely recognize that this was the mysterious old man at the Banquet who claimed to be from Prime Minister Su’s mansion - this man had once escaped from the Demon Master and Master Lianchi.

The three princes looked calm, and were obviously not surprised by this man's sudden appearance.

This old man surnamed Chang had been serving Prime Minister Su for many years. Even though he barged in so rudely at this moment, the three men did not show any impatience on their faces.

In the city of Bianjing, if they were to say who they feared the most, it would be Prime Minister Su - those eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and could always see through the most secret calculations and ghosts in their hearts.

"Meet Mr. Chang."

The lame old man looked at the three and said, "According to Prime Minister Su's order, once Xie Guan dies, all three of you can return home next month."

"Prime Minister Su said that he has no intention of playing tricks on you, and he also advises you to think of other things. As long as Xie Guan dies, you can return to your country."

The words fell.

The old man's figure had disappeared in the rain like a ghost, leaving only the puddles on the ground reflecting the swaying lights.

The candle flame flickered violently, and uncontrollable excitement appeared on the faces of the three people.

"Brother!" Helan Zhenshu's voice trembled, "As long as Xie Guan dies, we can return home! This is what Prime Minister Su promised himself!"

Liu Yuan's fingers slowly clasped the armrests of the wheelchair, and in the suffocating silence, he slowly stood up.

The body that had been hidden in the wheelchair for many years now stood straight like a pine tree, with a cold light flashing in his eyes:

"Xie Guan—must die."

"Then are we still going to Xie's house?" Helan Zhenshu's Adam's apple rolled, "I'm afraid Xie Guan will not be able to escape death today..."

"go with!"

Liu Yuan was filled with demonic energy, and his aura was extremely cold. "I want to watch him die with my own eyes."

"I will kill anyone who stands in my way."

The usually arrogant Prince Helan Zhenshu of Changshengtian looked frightened and involuntarily took half a step back.

"Tell the government to go to the Xie family."

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[When you followed Qiuyue into the Grand View Garden, the sky was already filled with leaden clouds.]

[Just after passing the screen wall, a sudden downpour began. ]

【Everyone who comes here has an umbrella. 】

【They deliberately ignored you and left you in the rain. 】

(End of this chapter)