I really want to be a cook

Isn't this guy crazy?

We all know that he is His Majesty's nephew, so how dare you treat him so presumptuously?

He just made a bet with someone!

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King Ning is the younger brother of Emperor Zhao today, not a celebrity, but an idle prince with no ambitions and no real power.

But that's exactly what happened, on the contrary, he was very favored by Emperor Zhao, and his status was very precious.

Zhao Lin, as Prince Ning's heir, has been going smoothly since he was a child, and has not encountered any setbacks. Of course, he has no chance to become a domineering dude who harms the capital.

Because of his status, no one will make things difficult for him, but that doesn't mean that others will obey him.

After all, his father, King Ning, has no real power and cannot cause substantial harm to others, so he has no deterrent effect.

Zhao Lin also understands this, knowing his identity is actually very embarrassing.

He can easily enter many circles, but he just can't speak, like a dispensable and transparent person.

So many times I want to prove myself.

Humans, after solving their material needs, naturally pursue their spiritual needs.

Everyone is talking about the horror of Mr. Jiang, saying how powerful he is, so he has to do the opposite.

As long as he can beat Jiang Ping today, no matter what the result is, Zhao Lin's reputation will spread.

At that time, no matter what others think in their hearts, they must look up to him.

So when his friends felt that Mr. Jiang was so fierce that no one could control him, he stood up and said that he could do it.

Then he found an honest reason for himself.

This Jiang Ping was so cruel that he actually mobilized a large army to slaughter a city, his hands were covered with blood, and he was already hated by the people of the world.

He just upholds the conscience of a scholar and speaks for those innocent people.

If even a person like him dare not speak up, who else in the world would speak up.

If this kind of behavior that runs counter to morality is not resisted and punished, then the world will be morally degraded, and the world of great harmony that the ancient sages spoke of will never be achieved.

After talking about it, Zhao Lin almost convinced himself.

It's as if he is really the kind of hero who is willing to die even if everyone is like him, a courageous gentleman who will not hesitate to ask for his life for the people of the world.

Anyway, after he finished speaking, other people immediately looked at him differently, and their attitude became serious, as if admiring him.

But Zhao Lin knew that nothing would happen to him.

He is the son of Prince Ning, the current nephew of the Holy Majesty, as long as it is not a felony of treason and treason, other people will at most reprimand him a little, who dares to touch him.

This is also his experience and insights from traveling in Kyoto for many years.

Although everything that happened now deviated from his expectations, it was still in the plan. As soon as he revealed his identity as Prince Ning's son, he was safe and sound immediately.

Zhao Lin held his belt tightly with one hand, stared at Jiang Ping with angry eyes and said:

"Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!"

"You executioner, devil, butcher!"

"My colleagues, you have studied the books of sages and sages, you are familiar with etiquette and morality, and you know benevolence, justice and propriety, and today you will join me in condemning this butcher for those innocent people who died tragically!

They were ordinary people, living in a corner, but because of your great success, they used the name of the government to do brutal things.

The tens of thousands of innocent souls floating in the city of the magic knife, they will spurn you all the time! "

"If you still have a little conscience, you should live in the court from now on, worship Buddha and God, and pray for those innocent people who died day and night, so that you can redeem your sins!"

Zhao Lin's face was once again covered with that layer of divine radiance. Judging by his appearance, it seemed that he was not just trying to show off, but was really trying to convince himself.

The other people who had been watching the fun were also starting to move around at this moment, as if they were ready to sacrifice themselves for the justice in their hearts at any time.

They are like a pile of dry gunpowder, only one spark is needed to explode with earth-shattering power.

Then Mars appeared.

A young student stood up from the crowd, waved a fist and said:

"Students of my generation read the Tao Te Ching and plead for the lives of the people, how can I be afraid of power and evil?!"

"My prince would like to be the second person after Zhao Lin's son. I want to write a lawsuit and go to Jingzhao Mansion to sue. If Jingzhao Mansion refuses to accept it, I will go to Chenghua Gate to stop the imperial lawsuit.

It's just death! "

With the instigation of young students, many people were also involved.

"Cheng Wannian, Luchuan County, Xiangshui County, count me in!"

"Zheng Jin, Fengliu City, Danyang County, why spare his life!"

"..."

"..."

Obviously what they know is only a few words, but with the agitation and emotions, it seems that they really want to fight and sacrifice for a just cause.

After calming down, I don't know if I will regret it.

As they spoke out, things changed.

They are not ordinary people, they are the students of Guozijian, the heirs of Zhao Guochaotang in the future, and they represent the future ruling class of Zhao Guo.

If they were really agitated, it would be a big trouble for Jiang Ping.

Hearing this, Jiang Ping was silent, and then silent again.

Of course, he wasn't being said to be guilty, and he felt as if he was really guilty.

He was just thinking.

Where did this mentally handicapped boy come from?

And he has already determined that someone is indeed targeting him.

As for this Prince Ning's son, he probably didn't even know he was being made a pawn. At this moment, he thought he had become a literati leader, and he was quite proud of his eyes.

You must know that the demise of the Shendaomen is only a major event in the world. For this group of students studying in the academy, it is as boring as a certain puppy giving birth to a litter of puppies thousands of miles away, and they will not pay much attention to it. Not to mention knowing the details.

If it weren't for someone to focus on publicizing this matter, how would they know these things.

What's more, who said that there were innocent people in that city, and who said that those people were killed by his order?

These situations were deliberately ignored, and they said they didn't mean to target him.

Jiang Ping rubbed his chin, thinking to himself.

Then he looked at the young man who was still clamoring in front of him, and felt that bullying children was no longer interesting, and it would be more comfortable to play detective and find out who was behind the scenes.

In the case of being unable to fight, he is a gentleman who is not too late to take revenge in ten years; but if he takes revenge two hours late when he is within his power, he will feel that he has suffered a big loss.

"Whoosh!!!"

Jiang Ping blew his whistle, and a group of guards in black appeared around him.

How can the dignified head of the Martial Arts Department go out without a hidden guard, the two just now are just appetizers.

As for this is the Imperial College.

Is he the one who cares?

"Arrest all these guys who are disrespectful to this official, um, send them to prison first, my relationship with Eunuch Hai is quite good."

Jiang Ping waved his hands.

He doesn't care about his reputation.

A group of black-clothed guards were like wolves and tigers, and in just a moment, they arrested all the students who were shouting just now, about twenty people.

Zhao Lin was also among them.

Hearing that he was about to be imprisoned, he looked surprised and angry. After these two years of publicity, no one knows that Dongchang Prison is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones.

"let me go!"

"Let me go, I am Prince Ning's son, my father is Prince Ning, and Your Majesty is my uncle!"

"Bastard! Don't touch my ass!"

It's a pity that no one shouted to stop this time.

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"Stop! Stop it for me!"

A gray-haired, educated old man hurried over accompanied by several middle-aged men.

The old man's martial arts are not high, or he doesn't have much martial arts, and he is a little out of breath when he walks in a hurry.

But when he faced a group of wolf-like guards in black, he was not polite, and even pointed his fingers in other people's faces.

"Who gave you the courage?!"

"Who gave you the rights?!"

"This is the Imperial College, how did you get in?!"

"Do you know who are being arrested now? They are the students of the Imperial College, the seeds of civil servants, and the students of His Majesty.

let go!Let me go! "

The old man was furious and timid at all.

Although the guards in black did not let go, they also looked at Jiang Ping, waiting for orders.

"I brought them in, old man, who are you?"

Jiang Ping asked, crossing his chest.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "I am the Imperial Academy offering wine. Who are you? How dare you lead troops to attack the Imperial Academy?"

Jiang Pingdao: "I'm the director of the Martial Arts Department. They offended me. I'll help discipline you. You don't have to thank me. Take them away."

At this time, he was not in the mood to visit the Imperial College anymore.

"No one is allowed to leave!"

The old man opened his hand to stop everyone, and said loudly:

"They are the old man's students, and no one is allowed to take them away! Anyone who wants to take a student away from the Imperial College must walk over the old man first!"

Jiang Ping: "..."

Come on.

Seeing how the Lord Jijiu came in such a timely manner, it seems that the people who plotted against him behind the scenes have already figured it out.

The Lord Jijiu in front of him seems to have no strength, but offending this Lord Jijiu is equivalent to offending most of the scholars in the world, as well as the princes of the court.

After all, many of those people in the imperial court had come out of the Imperial College, and perhaps they had to call the Master Jijiu in front of him a teacher.

If the courtiers are violent, they may not give Emperor Zhao any excuses.

This time he was in a dilemma.

If he had been tougher, it might not be that the old man would really fight him hard.

But if he softened, he felt unhappy.

Sure enough, conspiracy is a string of strings.

Jiang Ping was a little tired, he asked: "What do you want?"

The old man replied: "Let them go! They are students of the Imperial College, scholars with high reputations, you can't arrest them!

You have no such right!

If you want to arrest them, bring the apprehension documents from Jingzhao Mansion!Bring the documents from the Ministry of Criminal Justice! "

The old man stretched out his hand, quite aggressive.

Jiang Ping laughed a little and said: