After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

The situation suddenly became tense. Tian Ding hurriedly ran to Shen Jinmo's side. Just as he stretched out his hand and was about to touch Shen Jinmo's sleeve, Shen Jinmo quickly dodged it.

Looking at his empty hand, Tian Ding smiled bitterly and explained in a low voice: "This man is the nephew of the Queen's mother, Tan. We can't afford to offend him."

After pacifying Shen Jinmo, Tian Ding bowed to Tan Shui and apologized: "Mr. Tan, he has other things to deal with today. Don't worry, this group of subordinates will take care of it. You can go and have a drink without worry."

As the captain, Tian Ding naturally has to protect his men.

Shen Jinmo saw that the sun was getting late, so he let go of the guard under his feet and walked out of the camp with a cold look on his face.

There was no rush to tame a dog; he had plenty of time.

And the less I send Xie Nanxing to hand in his homework, the more important it is.

Tan Shui could have gone down the stairs that Tian Ding handed over to him, but why should Tan Shui swallow this?

"You are so arrogant in front of me. Do you look down on the Queen?"

Seeing Shen Jinmo paused, Tan Shui felt that he had won the game. A sense of joy of controlling other people's fate grew in his heart, and the words that came out of his mouth became more and more arrogant.

This is Luoan, the capital of imperial power. Who dares to offend the Queen?

"Kneel down and kowtow three times to me, your grandfather, and crawl under my crotch. I will let you go today."

Shen Jinmo turned around for a moment, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Some people are determined to seek death, so why should Shen Jinmo spare them?

The snake-skin whip that had not drunk blood for a long time was pulled out. With one whip, a blood mark ran across the entire face of the pool of water, and blood gushed out.

Without any explanation, and without considering everyone's surprise, Shen Jinmo looked coldly at the water: "Do you want to die, or do you want to kneel down and apologize?"

The water in the pond exploded on the spot. He covered the wound with a handkerchief and spat out words incoherently with blood in his mouth: "Come here, come to me. Disrespecting the queen is a capital crime. If you are beaten to death, it will be my fault."

The guards, who were stunned in place, surrounded Shen Jinmo with uncertainty and tentativeness.

In less than two cups of tea, the whip in Shen Jinmo's hand was soaked in blood, and there were many broken arms and legs on the ground. The entire guard department was filled with wailing and screaming in pain.

Looking up at the sun, the time to send Xie Nanxing out to hand in his calligraphy had passed.

Shen Jinmo was in an even more unhappy mood, and he stepped on the pool of water with a fatal step.

He whipped down two more times, leaving blood marks on both sides of Tan Shui's cheeks: "I will help you provide more evidence, and you can go to the palace tonight to file a complaint."

"By the way, don't look for the wrong person, my name is Shen Jinmo."

He exerted a little force with his feet, and the sound of a broken sternum was heard, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from the mouth of the pool.

More and more guards gathered around, but no one dared to step forward and offend Shen Jinmo.

After all, who doesn't want to live a good life? Why does he have to lose his life in this Guards Department?

Stepping on the whip to wipe off the excess blood on Tan Shui, Shen Jinmo said carelessly with a warning: "Since everyone is here, I will remind you again."

"Don't seek death in front of me. Whether you can survive next time depends entirely on God's will."

The fact that no one was killed was a result of Shen Jinmo's restraint.

Shen Jinmo strode out of the Guard Department and rode away on his horse.

Tian Ding looked at Shen Jinmo's departing back, and at the yard full of wounded people, and swallowed.

Not only is Shen Jinmo extremely capable, but his status must also be extremely valuable.

But if he was really so valuable, why was he just a seventh-rank guard like him?

Shen Jun, who was watching all this, walked out of the hall, frowned and looked around: "Mo An, please ask the doctor to notify the various mansions to pick up people."

Those who were still able to stand knelt down when they saw Shen Jun, trying to seek justice for themselves: "Please, Lord, help us decide and severely punish Mo... Shen Jinmo, that kid's name is Shen Jinmo."

"Heh." With a cold smile, Shen Jun walked directly towards the still wailing Tan Shui: "Mr. Tan, you should go to the palace and ask the Queen to decide on this grudge."

"Also, I only have one father, who has been sleeping underground for more than ten years." Shen Jun lifted Tan Shui's chin with his scabbard: "Master Tan, do you want to go underground too?"

Shen Jun looked somewhat evil and fierce, very similar to Shen Jinmo just now.

The surroundings were filled with silence. The guards standing around realized what was happening and knelt down one after another.

Shen Jinmo is the only legitimate son of Princess Pingnan and Marquis Wu'an. He is not only one of the most powerful people in the Great Xia Dynasty, but also the emperor's new favorite, whom his elders have warned to avoid.

Marquis Wu'an is an orphan who was raised by the previous emperor since he was a child. There is only one person that Shen Jinmo can call grandpa: the founding emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, Xia Qi.

The birds and beasts scattered. This fight between gods was no longer something that people like them could get involved in.

Tufu's Mansion

Xie Nanxing felt a little unfamiliar with the way he stepped on the carriage bench. He was used to being lifted up and down by others these days, so he was not used to getting off the carriage by himself suddenly.

As soon as he reached the gate, a group of men in their fifties came towards Xie Nanxing. The people standing at the gate saluted him one after another, and Xie Nanxing also bowed.

"Thank you, Master. Please follow me."

Ah Shun has a clear voice and looks like a man who came out of a military camp. Judging from the respect the Manchus have for him, he doesn't seem like an ordinary family's butler.

Xie Nanxing nodded and followed obediently. This was the Grand Tutor's Mansion, and logically they would not sell him out.

What's more, he is a sickly person and is not worth much money.

Unless sold to Shen Jinmo.

The road did not lead to the flower hall where he always waited. Xie Nanxing felt a little uneasy. He turned around and saw Mo Ping still following him, so he held back from asking.

The further he walked, the more he saw places Xie Nanxing had never been to before. There were dense bamboo forests, shady trees, and flowers and plants growing wildly but not in a messy way, showing the generosity of a hermit everywhere.

"Excuse me, are we taking the wrong road?"

Xie Nanxing spoke in a very low voice.

He thought that if no one answered, he would just pretend that he didn't say anything.

Ah Shun had a good impression of Xie Nanxing in front of him. As winter passed and spring was about to pass, it was easy to say that he would personally deliver letters every day regardless of rain or shine, but there were very few people who could really do it.

What's more, Xie Nanxing is a sickly person.

The persistence of this frail man always reminded Ah Shun of the young Wu Cixiu mentioned by his master, so Ah Shun felt more pity for Xie Nanxing.

"Thank you, Master. The Grand Master is at the mansion today and wants to see you."

"Thanks for letting me know."

Xie Nanxing did not feel reassured after hearing this explanation, but became even more nervous.

While he admired Wu Cixiu, he also felt a little afraid of him.

Although his handwriting is now recognizable, it is still far inferior to Shen Jinmo's.

No, Xie Nanxing felt that he was not worthy to be compared with Shen Jinmo at all.

Even if his handwriting is compared with Xia Yu's, there is still a huge difference.

As a tutor who was used to seeing a gifted child like Shen Jinmo, Xie Nanxing felt that it was really difficult for the tutor to read his handwriting every day.

Ah Shun knocked on the door, and Wu Cixiu responded with one word: "Come in."

Xie Nanxing walked into the study holding his own calligraphy, knelt down and kowtowed: "Student Xie Nanxing greets the Grand Tutor, may the Grand Tutor be well and safe."

"Get up."

It was a long time after Wu Cixiu finished speaking, but there was no sign of Xie Nanxing.

Although Xie Nanxing is short in my impression, he is not this short...