The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

I'm afraid it's impossible to prevent him from meeting the Lord Long Live. Didn't you just say that? The officials of the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Academy unanimously elected him as the member of this session, so his membership is already a nail in the coffin. If it is nailed, it is bound to take part in the palace examination, so naturally you can meet the Lord Long Live. Zhong Mingzheng said slowly.

Then let's... Ling Shi'an said to Zhong Mingzheng with a gesture of cutting his throat, Clean and neat, we guarantee that there will be no hidden dangers.

But what if this Chen Qingxuan has nothing to do with the deposed prince? Zhong Mingzheng looked at the article on the table and felt a little pity, Such talents are really rare, if they can be used by me, I'm afraid they will be no worse than Ding Yunwen in the future , when the time comes, why worry that scholars in the world will not be used by me? Wouldn’t it be a pity if I killed him rashly?”

Then His Highness means... Ling Shi'an hesitated, Just let him go like this?

No, Zhong Mingzheng shook his head, took a sip of his tea, and asked again, Is that Jiang Jinwan still alive?

Ling Shi'an was stunned, then beamed with joy, nodded and said: Yes, according to His Highness's instructions, I have always kept a sigh of relief for that Jiang Jinwan. It just so happens that Jiang Jinwan is also from Ningguta.

Go and bring him. Zhong Mingzheng said lightly.

Yes, this subordinate will go now. At that moment, Ling Shi'an was so busy that he turned around and retreated.

...

After a while, Jiang Jinwan was brought in. To be precise, he was dragged up. There was hardly a good spot on his body, either bloody or scabbing. Zhong Mingzheng had ordered him not to be killed. Therefore, those who tortured, their subordinates also knew the severity, so there was no fatal injury, not even a broken bone, but even so, it was enough to make Jiang Jinwan feel miserable.

Your Highness, spare your life! Your Highness, spare your life! Jiang Jinwan collapsed on the ground like mud, trembling all over, the wound on the corner of his mouth was pulled away as soon as he opened his mouth, and a streak of blood flowed out, Jiang Jinwan wiped his mouth indiscriminately, While kowtowing unceasingly begging for mercy, Your Highness! I beg you to spare the little one! The little one...the little one really can't stand the punishment anymore!

Looking at you, I know I'm afraid, Zhong Mingzheng looked at Jiang Jinwan condescendingly, and said slowly while sipping his tea, It's a good thing to know fear, because when you know fear, you know how to cherish your life, and you know how to take care of yourself. Be obedient and do your job well.

Yes, yes, yes! The little one is following His Highness's order! The little one is willing to serve His Highness like a dog! Please speak, Your Highness! Jiang Jinwan hurriedly kowtowed, as if a drowning man was about to die, but suddenly Grabbed a life-saving straw.

My king asks you, do you know a man named Chen Qingxuan? Zhong Mingzheng said.

Chen Qingxuan? Jiang Jinwan was startled, thought for a while and then said a little uncertainly, His Royal Highness, there is a scholar named Chen Qingxuan in Ninggu Pagoda, my hometown. Qing Xuan?

Zhong Mingzheng's eyes sank, he looked at Ling Shi'an, then put down the teacup in his hand, and asked in a deep voice: What is the origin of that Chen Qingxuan, please tell me in detail.

Returning to Your Highness, then Chen Qingxuan is from Chenjiatun, and he is from the same town as the young one. It's just that the young one left home, so we don't know much about him, but he is the first scholar in Chenjiatun, and he is also very famous in Ninggu Pagoda. Even the magistrate valued him very much. By the way, he also opened a private school in Ningguta. I heard that many rich households in Ningguta want their children to worship him as a teacher. There won't be too many students, Jiang Jinwan thought for a while at this point, but couldn't think of anything else, then shook his head, The young ones only know so much.

Fang Zuotang thinks highly of him? Zhong Mingzheng frowned suddenly.