"How is it related to him again?" Jiang Wang asked curiously.
Chung Geng Sheng lowered the curtain and said slowly, "That person is the nephew of Xie Huaian. His name is Xie Bao Shu. Xie Huaian doesn't have any children. He only has one nephew who is a bit promising, so he thinks highly of him. "
How is that just a bit promising? Anyone who can participate in the Yellow River Gathering is definitely not weak. It's just that his brain doesn't seem too good …
"And then?" Jiang Wang asked.
Chung Geng Sheng suddenly smiled slyly. "Don't you think that the name Xie Bao Shu matches a certain name? Hmm? "
This "hmm" was especially meaningful.
Matches a certain name?
Xie Bao Shu …
Jiang Wang's mind raced, and he suddenly thought of a name. "Uh, Wendinglan?"
Chung Geng Sheng laughed. "Xie Bao Shu thinks so too!"
Jiang Wang finally figured it out. "Xie Bao Shu is interested in Miss Wen, but Miss Wen is in love with a dog … Brother Yan, and they're already engaged. Xie Bao Shu's love turned into hate, and he's taking it out on me? "
"You followed Yan Fu's path and got on the list of Inner Mansion cultivators. Others might not know, but his uncle is the Imperial Advisor. It's impossible that he doesn't know." Chung Geng Sheng gloated. "If he doesn't find trouble with you, who else can he find trouble with?"
If this matter was simply understood as a matter of jealousy, then one would be looking down on the Xie family's upbringing.
Did Xie Bao Shu really think that Jiang Wang was just a facade, and that he got on the list by pulling strings? Of course not. His uncle was the Imperial Advisor, so he knew how serious this matter was. If Jiang Wang didn't have the battle record of defeating Wang Yiwu in the same realm and suppressing other cultivators in the same realm as him, Yan Fu wouldn't have been able to get his name on the list no matter how hard he tried.
There was a prime minister in the Political Affairs Hall, nine ministers in the Imperial Court, and so many members of the royal family in Qi. Who didn't need help?
However, when it came to something like the Yellow River Gathering, not everyone could do it.
Being number one in a certain city or county meant nothing to him.
At the very least, it had to be a Tianjiao within Qi.
However, he still wanted to provoke him like this. It was only to ruin Yan Fu's reputation. In other words, if Jiang Wang's performance was really bad this time, no matter how innocent Yan Fu was, he would not be innocent anymore.
Chung Geng Sheng also knew that there was no possibility of reconciliation between Xie Bao Shu and Yan Fu. He couldn't ask Jiang Wang to cut ties with Yan Fu, or ask Yan Fu to break off the engagement, right? Therefore, he didn't give Xie Bao Shu a chance to show off. He lifted the curtain and shed all pretense of cordiality.
Xie Bao Shu could either leave with his tail between his legs, or make a fuss and let the big shots judge. At that time, it wouldn't look good for anyone. Anyway, Chung Geng Sheng was used to being shameless. He didn't need to participate in the Yellow River Gathering, so it didn't matter. However, Xie Bao Shu might not be able to do it.
The final result was not out of his expectations. Xie Bao Shu came with his head held high and left with his eyes lowered.
These calculations were all in his heart, but Jiang Wang could naturally figure it out with just a slight hint.
"Interesting." He chuckled softly and didn't say anything else.
It was difficult for him to win against an outer sect cultivator who could get on the Yellow River Gathering list with his Inner Mansion cultivation. However, there was still a long way to go. He might as well think about it later. After all, he had to give Brother Bao Shu, who loved to ride a horse, a chance to "teach".
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Xie Bao Shu, who was shocked by the scolding, became angrier and angrier after he left.
Xie Bao Shu was so extraordinary. Where did he fall short?
In terms of family background, he was the nephew of the Minister of Imperial Affairs. His uncle, Xie Huaian, had no son, so he was the young master of the Xie family.
In terms of appearance, he was a man of striking appearance, handsome and confident.
In terms of cultivation, he was an outer sect cultivator who was qualified to participate in the Yellow River Gathering. He was one of the top figures in Qi!
Besides, Xie Bao Shu and Ting Lan were a match made in heaven. Even if these two names were put in front of Yu Beidou, he wouldn't be able to calculate the word "no", right?
In the end, Wen Yanyu chose Yan Fu!
What was so great about the Yan family?
Didn't they just have some stinky money?
As far as the eye could see, no one was outstanding. It was all because of the previous prime minister …
Of course, the previous prime minister was quite amazing.
But wasn't he the "previous prime minister"?
The current prime minister's surname was Jiang!
Xie Bao Shu had enough reason to be dissatisfied with Yan Fu. He spared no effort to attack Yan Fu.
Today, when he saw the nameplate on the sedan chair, he knew that it was the Jiang Wang that Yan Fu had specially sent the invitation card. He thought for a moment and pulled the reins to come over. He only wanted to attack Jiang Wang and frustrate him. It would be best if he could make him lose points …
He didn't expect the Junggenjia to be such a fatty!
How despicable!
You even rode in the same sedan chair as Jiang Wang when he was the main character.
Those with the surname Chongxuan were indeed …
Bah!
Xie Bao Shu spat fiercely and rode his horse away.
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The small conflict that happened near the Imperial Ancestral Temple didn't cause much of a stir.
Naturally, many people noticed it, but they pretended not to see it.
It was because both sides had different identities. They couldn't afford to offend them.
One side was from the Minister of Imperial Affairs, Xie Huaian's Xie family. The other side was even more ruthless. They were from the top family, Junggenjia.
It was needless to say how good Xie Huaian was to Xie Bao Shu.
Xiong Tu was a very protective person. For his nephew, Chung Geng Sheng, he even dared to draw his sword against the Army God!
People below the level of Dongzhen had to weigh their own weight before looking for trouble. They had to see how many swords they could take.
Of course, the most important thing was that on this day, no matter what happened, they had to make concessions for the "Ceremony of the Great Master".
The 99 lucky households, men, women, old, and young, all brought their families and stood in their own seats. They stood on the platform that was temporarily built on the left side. They were the pure audience. They stood higher than the civil and military officials. It was a rare moment in their lives.
Of course, it was said that they would be randomly chosen from the people who signed up. They had to be people whose ancestors had been pure for generations.
They had already been taught etiquette. In this kind of situation, there was no possibility of trouble.
If anything happened, Zheng Shi's position as the Northern Yamen's Commandant would be over.
The civil and military officials participating in the "Ceremony of the Great Master" had all arrived at the square at this time. They stood in line according to their official ranks.
Only those old people who had no cultivation base and were over a hundred years old each had a soft chair. They sat comfortably on the stairs to the left, in front of the ninety-nine families. They were in the most spacious seats, enjoying the best view, and they were also served by a personal attendant.
It was an auspicious thing to be able to enjoy a long life without cultivation. Even on normal days, the imperial court had to send rice and cloth three to five days.
If one counted carefully, there were only 15 soft chairs.
It wasn't that there were only these 100 year old people in Linzi City. Of course, every family had been notified. However, there weren't many people of this age who could move.
In the end, there were only 15 people present.
At this time, Jiang Wang had been led to a side hall to wait. As one of the main characters today, he was waiting for the "Ceremony of the Great Master" to begin.
The guard who led him here didn't say anything, so he didn't say anything.
This should be the side hall where the generations of meritorious officials and generals accompanied the deceased. He couldn't enter, so he didn't know who was worshipping in this side hall.
He didn't see anyone else competing for a spot. They should be scattered in different places …
In short.
The "Ceremony of the Great Master" hadn't started yet, but it was already very solemn.
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