After saving the Empress, I became the top scholar in the imperial examination.

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Blades clashed.

Qian Sijin suddenly raised his sword to parry, his hand stinging with pain. He cried out in alarm, "Commander Shang, please calm down!"

Xu Cheng, Lü Jin, and Chen Bao, the three Imperial Guards sent to protect Ningnan, were also greatly alarmed. With a series of clangs, they drew their swords and stood guard around Ningnan.

Shang Jiuyang glanced at them and sneered, "Fine, fine, fine, do you think that woman Qin Yuanyao is more important to you than the imperial court's orders?"

He suddenly shouted:

"Guards! This commoner assaulted the Emperor's personal guards. I suspect he's a traitor. Seize him and take him to the imperial prison!"

"Clang clang clang clang!" A dozen or so Imperial Guards who had just been transferred back from outside the capital drew their swords at the same time, their faces cold and indifferent. They pointed their blades at Ning Nan and his group, stepping forward like a pack of wolves, pressing closer and closer.

Qian Sijin, unable to express his grievances, anxiously raised his knife and said:

"Commander Shang, there must be some misunderstanding here. I would appreciate it if you could ask Commander Yan for clarification."

"I've already been slapped by this man, and you, a mere banner officer, are still babbling on? You think you can use Magistrate Yan to intimidate me?"

Shang Jiuyang spoke coldly, then suddenly his eyes changed, and his mind raced as he quickly sheathed his sword and parried to the left.

hiss.

A strong gust of wind swept in.

San Zhuang suddenly took a step forward and kicked Shang Jiuyang!

"Bang!"

The black shoe struck the snow-white blade squarely!

Shang Jiuyang raised his right hand to protect his waist with the knife, and bent his left elbow to brace the blade.

Thump thump thump thump! A series of footprints appeared on the ground. He took several steps back, his blade trembling, and his tiger's mouth was also shaking painfully. Shang Jiuyang stared at the tall man who suddenly sprang up, his eyes filled with astonishment. This brute had great strength!

The three strong noodles trembled with anger, glaring at him.

"Very well," Shang Jiuyang laughed angrily, "It seems I've come to the right person."

He pointed his embroidered spring knife and said coldly, "This place is a den of thieves harboring criminals! Come! Take them all down, including Qian Qiguan and his men! Take them back to the imperial prison and torture them severely!"

"yes!"

A dozen or so people in black flying fish robes surrounded the crowd, and more flying fish robes came running after hearing the noise.

The servants of the Ning family trembled with fright, and several old women were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground. The two maids, Chunyu and Qiumu, clasped their hands together, their palms icy cold.

They thought that this Commander Qian was making a big fuss and even said that the Second Miss was ugly. He was a really bad person. The Master slapped him, and it was a good thing!

However, seeing the fierce-looking Imperial Guards truly enraged, the two maids couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Manager Wang was trembling.

He had been living in constant fear ever since the mansion changed hands.

The Prince Xin's mansion was right next door. Serving the emperor was like serving a tiger. He always strictly controlled the servants of the Ning family, for fear of offending the prince's mansion.

However, while he could control his servants, he couldn't control his master.

My master always seems so idle; not long ago, he was even confined to his quarters by the Imperial Guards.

He didn't know what had happened, but he was so worried that he couldn't sleep at night. Fortunately, Madam Ning worked at the Embroidered Uniform Guard and had a good relationship with several high-ranking officers of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Nothing serious happened, and the master would be able to leave in a few days.

However, no matter how good the relationship is, there are still bottom lines.

He was always worried that his master's seemingly reckless nature would offend people, and he never expected that it would come true today!

To stand up for the second young lady, he slapped the commander of the Imperial Guard on the spot!

How can this be resolved?!

Even if the lady is on duty in the Embroidered Uniform Guard, that stern-faced female official who often comes here might be able to save the master's life, but the master will probably be skinned alive!

He groaned a few times, thinking that he was probably going to die in prison! Tears welled up in his eyes, and he cried out.

Ning Nan stepped forward, took Qian Sijin's hand, and took the Embroidered Spring Blade from him. Qian Sijin was stunned for a moment, then saw Young Master Ning hand the blade to the three righteous men.

"Hey!" San Zhuang weighed his knife in his hand and grinned maliciously at the broken commander in front of him.

He understood his elder brother's meaning: to catch the thief, first catch the king; this strategy never fails. As long as he charged out, cut off the commander's ear, and captured him, he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to break through.

Ning Nanchao's commander calmly said:

"Commander Shang, I'll ask you one more time, what did you just say?"

Shang Jiuyang glanced at the burly man's eyes, a sudden chill running through him. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and roared:

"I said, I'll take you all down..."

With a thud, the Imperial Guards stepped forward.

Ning Nan narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and wanted to order the three strong men to rush forward and take down the commander first, and then talk to Qin Yuanyao and the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

At this moment, a strong and resonant voice rang out from outside the Ning family mansion.

"Stop! All of you, stop right now!"

The clanging of armor rang out, followed by a series of heavy footsteps.

Ning Nan looked up and saw a man dressed in black armor, looking like a general, stride into the Ning residence.

One after another, figures clad in brown leather armor and wielding long spears leaped into the Ning residence.

At a glance, there was a forest of armored soldiers with long spears on both sides, with at least forty or fifty armored soldiers surrounding the area.

Ning Nan's eyes darkened.

If it were just these Imperial Guards, they could still try to capture the commander and fight back. But if it were these armored soldiers, they wouldn't even have a chance to fight back. They would probably just have to surrender and wait for Qian Sijin to go to Qin Yuanyao, or for his wife to go to the old man to bail him out.

The black-armored general, with a leopard-like head, piercing eyes, a swallow-like chin, and a tiger-like beard, strode forward with his hand on the sword at his waist, exuding an imposing and majestic aura.

Shang Jiuyang glanced at the armored soldiers around him, then frowned at the newcomer and said:

"Commander Su, what is the meaning of this?"

The black-armored general didn't even glance at Shang Jiuyang.

He walked straight to Ningnan, respectfully clasped his hands in a fist and said in a deep voice:

"Young Master Ning, I am Su Dachuan, a captain of the Imperial Guard. I pay my respects to you, Young Master Ning. I am in full armor, so please forgive me for not being able to perform the proper bow!"

Shang Jiuyang's pupils suddenly contracted!

Your humble servant?

The captain of the Yongwei Battalion, one of the four major battalions of the Beijing Garrison, a fifth-rank military officer, addressed this commoner as "your subordinate."

Ning Nan paused for a moment, glanced at the imposing black-armored general, and seeing his respectful attitude, clasped his hands in return and said:

"Mr. Su, you're too kind."

Shang Jiuyang, having been slapped, remembered Commander Liu's words, his eyes darkened, and he said in a sinister tone:

"Commander Su, I am on official business. This man assaulted a high-ranking official, and I suspect he is harboring a wanted criminal. Commander Su, what is the meaning of your obstruction?"

Su Dachuan said in a deep voice:

"Commander Shang is acting on imperial orders; am I not doing the same?"

"If I remember correctly, Commander Su should be in charge of Taiping Street, so why is he bothering my Datong Street?"

"I was just passing by when I saw someone making things difficult for Young Master Ning, so I stepped in to right this wrong."

Shang Jiuyang sneered:

"Abusing public office for private gain, and you dare to do it so righteously? You, a mere fifth-rank military officer, dare to interfere with the Emperor's personal guard!"

"If a fifth-rank official can't be in charge, then can't a second-rank official be in charge?" At this moment, another cold, hard voice came from outside the door.

Ning Nan looked up.

Tap, tap, tap!

A general clad in deep red armor strode into the gates of the Ning residence.

The general had a resolute face, was around forty years old, and had only a few stubbles under his chin.

Su Dachuan and the other armored soldiers hurriedly saluted the newcomer: "General!"

The general stepped forward, cupped his hands in a fist salute to Ning Nan, and said:

"Young Master Ning, I am Jiang Qingtian, the Lieutenant General of the Imperial Guard Battalion, and I pay my respects! I am in full armor, so please forgive me for not being able to kneel!"