They were the guards who had returned.
Not only that, but they had also alarmed the dean and several vice-deans who held real power.
The group of people looked very solemn and cold.
Their gazes fell on Ji Yiyuan very purposefully. They were extremely sharp and cold.
The dean didn't say anything. He just pointed at Ji Yiyuan and ordered indifferently, "Arrest him."
The leader of the guards immediately stepped forward and held Ji Yiyuan down without any explanation.
Ji Yiyuan only felt that he was seeing stars. He couldn't even stand properly. The three words Ji Yihang said still echoed in his ears — "I faked it."
These three words crushed all of his mind and spirit.
He thought that he had caught Ji Yihang's weak point, but it turned out that everything was fake?!
Ji Yiyuan was completely mad. "Ji Yihang! You're scheming, you're shameless! "
"What a joke." Mrs. Ji's expression was cold. "If you hadn't barged in and maliciously framed us, things wouldn't have turned out like this. We were just defending ourselves."
Ji Yiyuan couldn't wait to catch them all in one fell swoop.
They had revealed a flaw, and Ji Yiyuan had rushed to their door.
"Dean, the people from the main family are here." One of the vice-deans glanced at the time. "We are?"
"A public trial." The dean waved his hand. "Back to the inner courtyard."
Just like that, Ji Yiyuan was taken away with great momentum.
"Dad, I'll send you back." Ji Yihang was completely relaxed. "It's been hard on you."
The old man shook his head and looked kindly at the girl. "Girl, I must thank you for this matter. Your future is immeasurable. Don't be trapped by the Ji family."
She was stunning and stunning, a phoenix among men.
Ying Zijin's eyes moved slightly. "I understand."
Returning to the Ji family was to help Wen Fengmian take back what he should have.
She turned around and said to Wen Fengmian, "Father, we're also going to the inner court. Second Uncle, Second Aunt, you can go back."
Wen Fengmian nodded.
On their way to the inner court, they bumped into Ji Li, who had rushed back from the Imperial Capital University.
After Ji Li learned about what had happened, she also went with them.
In the Inner Yard.
The Pavilion Elders had all arrived and were surrounded by a circle of guards.
The person sitting at the head of the table was an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties.
Ying Zijin narrowed her eyes. In an instant, she could tell that the old man's cultivation was at least 50 years old.
This level of cultivation was at the level of an elder of the Ji Clan.
She restrained her aura.
The dean bowed to the old man and said, "Third Elder, this is the criminal. We have evidence that he deliberately killed someone."
The Ji Clan allowed internal strife, but this was only for experimental purposes.
It was absolutely forbidden to harm others.
The Third Elder's eyes were like torches. He was not angry, but he exuded an imposing aura. "Bring the punishment!"
Soon, the guards brought in all kinds of torture tools.
A public interrogation and a public execution.
In the entire interrogation court, only Ji Yiyuan's continuous screams could be heard. It sounded heart-wrenching.
After a round of torture tools, Ji Yiyuan fell to the ground. He didn't even have the strength to speak.
When he saw the girl's cold eyes, his whole body trembled and his mind suddenly became clear.
"Lord, she! She knows ancient martial arts! "Ji Yiyuan grasped at straws. He pointed at Ying Zijin and hissed," She also knows ancient medicine! She must be a spy sent by the other clans. Lord, you must arrest her too! "
"Swoosh!" In the interrogation court, all the ancient martial artists' gazes gathered on the girl. They were full of pressure.
Even Wen Fengmian's expression changed slightly.
The dean was stunned. "Ancient martial arts and ancient medicine?"
Only Ying Zijin remained calm and collected.
Third Elder scrutinized the girl for a while and slowly said, "Have you learned the 《Ancient Martial Heart Sutra》?"
Ying Zijin shook her head. "Never heard of it."
"Have you learned the 《Human Acupoints Chart》?"
Ying Zijin looked up. "If it's the Chinese medicine book, I've indeed read it."
But ancient medicine was different from Chinese medicine.
Third Elder nodded and glanced at an ancient martial artist beside him.
"You even dare to lie to your own clan." This ancient martial artist stepped forward, raised his hand, and slapped Ji Yiyuan's face. His voice was cold. "You're courting death!"
This slap contained inner strength. Ji Yiyuan directly vomited blood from the slap. His face was also swollen.
He lay on the ground, his breath weak. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The inner force rushed into Ji Yiyuan's body, twisting and turning his internal organs. The pain was excruciating.
Ji Yiyuan was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it. "Lord?!"
"Idiot, shut your mouth if you don't know ancient martial arts." This ancient martial artist slapped Ji Yiyuan again and sneered. "Do you know what ancient martial arts are? Who do you think can condense inner strength at such a young age? Who is a genius? "
"Ancient medicine? I can count with my ten fingers the number of people who practice both ancient medicine and ancient martial arts! "
Even Third Elder didn't feel the fluctuation of inner strength from Ying Zijin's body.
A girl who wasn't even twenty years old, how could her cultivation surpass Third Elder of the Ji Clan?
Of course, they investigated Ying Zijin.
Ying Zijin had always lived outside and had never been to the ancient martial arts world.
Especially for the first seventeen years, she lived in the poverty-stricken area of Qingshui County. Every day, she could only fill her stomach. How could she practice ancient martial arts?
"She really knows!" Ji Yiyuan cried. "I swear, she definitely knows ancient martial arts! Why don't you believe me? Why don't you believe me?! "
"Shut up!" The ancient martial artist was completely enraged. With the third slap, Ji Yiyuan completely fainted.
The Dean hurriedly ordered, "Take him away and lock him up. Investigate his faction thoroughly."
Ji Li looked at Ji Yiyuan. "…"
Sigh, it was too tragic.
Her cousin's age and appearance were too confusing.
If they didn't see it with their own eyes, no one would believe it.
After being taught a lesson by Fui Tsuki and being warned by the Judicial Hall, the Ji Clan became much more obedient.
Third Elder didn't stay any longer and quickly left with the ancient martial artist.
Wen Fengmian continued to do experiments.
Ji Li and Ying Zijin walked side by side.
"Oh right, Yingshen, Imperial Capital University has been in school for almost a month. The military training will be after National Day." Ji Li's eyes lit up as she said, "It will last for fourteen days. I heard that you can even touch guns and hunt."
Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows. "Military training?"
Qing Zhi High School also had military training. It started in the first year of high school and lasted for seven days.
However, when she transferred to Qing Zhi High School, she was almost in her second year of high school. Naturally, she didn't make it for the military training.
"Yes, Yingshen, will you participate?" Ji Li was a little annoyed as soon as she asked this question. "I forgot, you're an ancient martial artist. Why would you participate in the military training for no reason?"
Ji Li loved sports. She also practiced martial arts. Running five kilometers a day was no problem for her.
Unlike other students, she was looking forward to the military training.
"No, you're right. It's quite interesting." Ying Zijin thought for a while and nodded. "I can participate."
"Okay, okay." Ji Li was very happy. "Hey, Yingshen, which department are you in? The military training is divided according to the department. "
"I'll go with you." Ying Zijin said, "Are you going back to school for classes in the afternoon?"
"Yes." Ji Li sighed. "There are so many classes in the experimental class. I'm almost overwhelmed."
"Yes, just in time." Ying Zijin looked thoughtful. "I'll also go to Imperial Capital University."
**
Imperial Capital University was very lively at the end of September.
Before National Day, there was a school-wide sports meet. After that, there was military training.
The seniors were waiting for the military training so that they could have a good look at the miserable state of their juniors.
However, it was lunch break now. Ying Zijin entered through the side door, so there weren't many people on the road.
She went straight to find Zuo Li.
Zuo Li thought that someone had helped him with the experiment. He was just about to be happy when he heard Ying Zijin say that she was going to participate in the military training.
Zuo Li was speechless.
What the hell?
Participate in the military training?
How could the scholarship money compare to the funding for the laboratory?
Ying Zijin paused and said concisely, "I'm on vacation."
She was really tired recently. She needed to relax.
Zuo Li felt that he couldn't keep up with Ying Zijin's thoughts. After a long time, he asked, "… You're taking the military training as a vacation?"
Was that something a human would say?
Imperial Capital University's military training was different from other schools. It was divided into several levels according to physical strength and faction.
The military training for national defense students was no different from that of the army. It was very strict.
Next was sports students.
Finally, it was ordinary students. Boys and girls would be separated.
However, even if it was the lowest level, a layer of skin would be peeled off in 14 days.
Zuo Li himself graduated from Imperial Capital University. He knew how difficult the military training at Imperial Capital University was.
He had a deep impression of it.
His roommate was from the Chemistry Department. He knew a lot about skincare products and applied sunscreen every day. He even advised him that sunscreen not only prevented his skin from getting dark, but more importantly, it prevented him from aging.
Zuo Li thought that he was a man. How could he use these?
No!
In the end, he became a piece of charcoal after 14 days.
He regretted it very much.
Zuo Li felt a toothache, but he had no choice. He could only say, "Then, then prepare the sunscreen."
Hearing this, Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows. "Professor Zuo Li."
Zuo Li suddenly felt a little cold. He wrapped his clothes around himself. "What's wrong?"
"We've launched a new package." Ying Zijin looked at her phone. "There are 20 moisturizing facial masks, refreshing sunscreen, hand cream, and aromatherapy in one set. It only costs 3888 yuan. Do you want to buy a few sets for your wife?"
"…"
Ying Zijin left Zuo Li's office and went to look for the principal, Chen Junxian.
Zuo Li stared at the 38888 yuan transfer and felt his heart ache.
Forget it. I'll buy it for my wife.
Zuo Li wiped his sweat. When he was about to continue working, he suddenly thought of an important problem.
He forgot that he should let Ying Zijin wear a mask. It would be best if she could wrap herself up so that no one could recognize her!
In fact, the second-year students and above did not pay attention to the ISC competition. After all, it was a knowledge competition for high school students. It had nothing to do with college students.
Especially the third-year and fourth-year students, they were busy with the postgraduate entrance examination and looking for jobs abroad. They did not have time to look at this at all. At most, they had heard of Ying Zijin.
But this time, Ying Zijin had a lot of fangirls and fangirls as a freshman.
Most of them were fans.
Ying Zijin did not come to school. The speech for the new students was prepared by another college entrance examination scholar. The first-year students were very depressed.
Zuo Li slumped in his chair. He was on the verge of breaking down.
Oh no. This time, the whole Imperial Capital University would explode.
**
At the Ji family's house.
The news that Ji Yiyuan had all his resources confiscated, his merit points revoked, and was imprisoned in the Ji Family's iron prison spread throughout the Ji Family within an hour.
All the factions of the Ji Family were scared witless and kept a low profile.
After dealing with Ji Yiyuan, the inner court held a very serious meeting. It gathered all the leaders of the major factions, as well as the elders in the inner court.
The dean said, "The main family's opinion is that because the Judicial Hall is vigorously investigating the ancient martial artists who meddle in the secular world, the main family will most likely have nothing to do with us in the future."
Many people turned pale with fright when they heard this.
The secular world was a term used by the ancient martial arts and ancient medicine circles to refer to the outside world. It represented the mortal world and the ordinary people.
The reason why the Ji Family was not afraid of any of the top families in the imperial capital was that they had a lot of scientific research materials.
If the main family of the ancient martial arts circle did not meddle in the secular world, then their overall strength would be greatly reduced.
At that time, they would be under the control of the Yizi.
In the past, the Ji Family was not afraid of the Yizi at all.
The dean said, "But if there is a traitor, the main family will not let him go."
This was also the reason why the Ji Family dared to use people with different surnames. With the ancient martial artists, even if they ran to Continent O, they could be dealt with.
"Therefore, I discussed with the Pavilion Elders and finally made a decision." The dean knocked on the table, indicating for everyone to be quiet. "Now, the Ji Family needs a successor to inherit the Ji Family and the research institute."
Although the dean held the position of dean, he was not the owner of the research institute.
Even the top laboratories in Continent O wanted the research materials in the Ji Family's research institute.
They had to find a qualified successor.
The dean asked his assistant to bring the materials and distributed them to everyone. "These are the five successors chosen by the elders."
Ji Yihang took it and flipped it open.
The first successor: Yan Ruoxue.
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