The rebellious grandson of Emperor Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty: Please, Your Majesty, be called Cro

Chapter 92 This is outrageous! (Seeking first subscriptions!!)

"Ouch!" A scream of agony.

Li Xiang's punch came without warning, as swift as lightning and as fast as a rabbit leaping and a hawk swooping.

Wei Wanshi and the others were stunned, and for a moment they forgot to step forward to stop them.

Even Song Shenzhi and the others standing next to Li Xiang were not expected that Li Xiang would suddenly make a move, and they stood there dumbfounded.

Before everyone could react, Zheng Ren had already been knocked to the ground by Li Xiang.

"That punch I just delivered was for your ancestor!" Li Xiang retorted.

"Your ancestors, Zheng Tai and Zheng Hun, were both upright and righteous. One plotted to assassinate Dong Zhuo; the other was an honest official who often suffered hunger and cold himself to help the poor!"

"You unfilial son, you actually interfered with the imperial examinations, blocking the path for poor families, and yet you still gloat and show off in front of me!"

You've completely disgraced your ancestors!

"You—" Zheng Renze collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide with shock.

Of course, there's only one left now.

But Li Xiang quickly closed in again and punched Zheng Renzhe in the other eye socket.

There weren't any left this time.

"This punch is from me, on behalf of these poor kids!"

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"They risked their futures, following me, Li Xiang, to seek justice for the poor and needy across the land. How dare you desecrate their sincere devotion with such sordid political deals?"

Two punches later, Zheng Ren's vision went completely black. He was in pain and dazed, and subconsciously retorted, "This is His Majesty's judgment, what does it have to do with me?"

At this moment, Li Xiang's hands were already being held, but he still managed to kick Zheng Renzhe squarely in the face.

Zheng Ren let out a cry of pain and fell backward.

"Your Majesty! You're using the Emperor to intimidate me?"

"This kick was my own idea!"

"Has anyone ever told you that you deserve a beating even more than your pretentious son who acts all high and mighty at the Imperial College?"

"Do you think that by colluding with that old Deng, you can suppress the people of the world?"

He spat and cursed, "As long as I, Li Xiang, am alive, you cannot stop the gossip of the people! You cannot cover up the truth!"

"Even the emperor can't protect you! I'm telling you!"

Only then were Li Xiang and Zheng Renzhe separated by Song Shenzhi, Wei Wanshi, and others.

Zheng Ren was originally very handsome, with a full forehead, broad face, and many people praised him for it.

But at this moment, on this imposing, official-looking face, there were dark circles under his eyes, and a shoe print was clearly imprinted in the middle.

His appearance was strangely similar to some indescribable job that was often done when going to Pingkangfang.

It was the time when the court session was ending, and many officials saw Zheng Renzhe's current appearance.

Everyone could easily imagine that Zheng Gong, the Left Assistant Secretary, who was usually proud of his appearance and attached great importance to official etiquette, was...

If he knew that in front of all his colleagues, Li Xiang had just openly insulted him—

Wouldn't he just commit suicide out of shame and indignation?

"Arrogant! Arrogant!"

"In all the ages, has there ever been a madman like you!"

The aristocratic officials looked at Zheng Renzhe, whose face had been beaten beyond recognition by Li Xiang, with expressions of shock and anger.

Someone stood up and angrily rebuked Li Xiang, saying, "How dare this scoundrel beat up a high-ranking official outside the palace gates!"

"A high-ranking official in the court?" Li Xiang sneered disdainfully, looking at Zheng Renzhe, Wei Wanshi, and the others.

It's like looking at a bunch of scum.

"I have never heard of a high-ranking official being assaulted."

"It's just beating up a traitor!"

"You!" Wei Wanshi and the others were speechless for a moment, trembling with anger.

Song Shenzhi and the others were deeply moved.

Why are they waiting at the palace gate?

It was because they knew that their future depended on this court meeting!

They left the Imperial Academy because they knew that even there, they were subject to the control of the powerful families. They figured it was better to follow this rare imperial grandson who dared to speak out for them.

But for them, such a move was a do-or-die situation—if the court opinion leaned towards the powerful families, and Minister Sun failed to persuade His Majesty to reform the imperial examinations, His Highness the Crown Prince's plan would fail.

Their futures will become casualties of the power struggles within the court.

Even if powerful families are forced to give up a few spots for those from humble backgrounds, compelling them to temporarily relinquish their positions as civil servant assistant secretaries, so what?

The corrupt practices of the imperial examination system remain unchanged! These scholars from humble backgrounds have already severed their ties with the Imperial Academy! They are also bound to be blacklisted by powerful families!

Even if they continued their studies, years, decades later, when the dust settled and the opportunity arose to participate in the imperial examinations as one of the extremely rare local candidates—

But by then, who knows if powerful families will regain control of the imperial examinations and allocate the quotas to themselves, thus depriving them of the chance to pass the exams again?

The imperial grandson didn't have to come. He and Minister Sun had both done their utmost. His kindness to those from humble backgrounds was immeasurable.

But the imperial grandson still came, even after learning that the court had failed to reform the imperial examination system and that powerful families remained arrogant.

They actually defied the world's wrath and, right outside the imperial city, under the Vermilion Bird Gate, brutally beat up a powerful family!

This is doing everything they can to vent their anger!

"Your Highness, Your Highness—" they cried, pulling back the still restless Li Xiang, "We are not worthy of Your Highness's treatment!"

"Hmm? It's alright," Li Xiang said. "The main thing is, I still want to beat him up."

I've had a problem with this loader for a long time. Beating him up would be both satisfying and a way to get myself killed. Why not?

If I had known that Li Er would give face to the aristocratic families so much, why bother with the law enforcement records?

They went directly to each and every one of these powerful families, smashing their reputations to the ground.

These arrogant and conceited noblemen, wouldn't they be so angry that they would directly confront Li Er and demand his death?

With such a wealthy and powerful family, they must be willing to make more political exchanges to get Li Er to kill Sun Quan and save face for their family, right?

Tsk tsk, I should have thought of this approach sooner. A miscalculation, a complete miscalculation.

Li Xiang, who was being dragged along, still glared at Wei Wanshi, Wang Shidan and his group with an unfriendly expression, as if he was calculating whether he could find an opportunity to rush up and beat a few more of them.

This was a look that was both mocking and ruthless, making Zheng Renzhe, who could only squint at people, tremble with fear.

These powerful families are best at weaving rules and using those rules to constantly build a network of relationships. Through layers of rules and generations of relationships, they gradually erode wealth and power to ensure the prosperity of their family for generations.

Opponents like Li Xiang, who disregard the rules, act unconventionally, and even after the emperor has issued a verdict and the matter has been settled, are the most troublesome for them!

This fellow is clearly a grandson of the emperor, of noble birth. Yet he disregards even the emperor's judgment and staged a scene of "a commoner's rage" at the palace gate?

"—This is blatant deception! This is blatant deception of Heaven!"

Zheng Ren shouted vehemently.