“How did I get involved with him again?” Jiang Wang asked, surprised.

Chong Xuan Sheng lowered the curtain of the sedan chair and said slowly, “The person just now is Xie Baoshu, the nephew of Xie Huaian, the Grand Tutor of the Imperial Court. Xie Huaian has no sons, and this is his only promising nephew, so he values him greatly.”

More than just promising? Someone who can compete for a spot in the Yellow River Meet must be very capable. It’s just that his mind seems a bit…simple.

“Then what?” Jiang Wang asked.

Chong Xuan Sheng suddenly smiled slyly, “Don’t you think the name Xie Baoshu pairs quite well with a certain name? Hm?”

That ‘Hm’ was particularly pregnant with meaning.

Pairs well?

Xie Baoshu…

Jiang Wang’s thoughts raced, and he suddenly thought of a name: “Uh. Wen Tinglan?”

Chong Xuan Sheng burst out laughing, “That’s exactly what Xie Baoshu thinks!”

Only then did Jiang Wang piece together the situation: “Xie Baoshu is interested in Miss Wen, but Miss Wen is devoted to that dog… Brother Yan, and they’re already engaged. Did this Xie Baoshu, driven by love turned to hate, take his anger out on me?”

“You followed Yan Fu’s path to get onto the Inner Palace realm list. Others might not know, but his uncle is a Grand Tutor, there’s no way he wouldn’t know.” Chong Xuan Sheng said, gloating, “If he doesn’t trouble you, who will he trouble?”

To simply interpret this matter as a heated outburst driven by jealousy would be to underestimate the Xie family’s upbringing.

Does Xie Baoshu truly believe that Jiang Wang is all show and got on the list through connections? Of course not. His own uncle is a Grand Tutor, and he is very aware of the seriousness of this matter. If Jiang Wang hadn’t first achieved the feat of defeating Wang Yi Wu in the same realm, and later dominated fellow cultivators near the sea, Yan Fu could expend any amount of effort and still not get his name submitted.

Among the one Grand Chancellor and nine Grand Tutors in the Political Affairs Hall, and among all the imperial relatives and nobles in Qi, who doesn’t have a distant connection they need to help?

But when it comes to matters like the Yellow River Meet, not everyone is presentable.

Being the number one in a certain city or prefecture holds no weight at all.

At the very least, one must be considered a top talent within the scope of Qi.

But he still chose to provoke, his only aim being to ruin Yan Fu’s reputation. In other words, if Jiang Wang’s performance this time is truly embarrassing, no matter how innocent Yan Fu is, he will no longer be seen as innocent.

Chong Xuan Sheng also knew that the conflict with Xie Baoshu, stemming from Yan Fu, could not be resolved. He couldn’t possibly ask Jiang Wang to break off his friendship with Yan Fu, or ask Yan Fu to break his engagement, could he? So he simply didn’t give Xie Baoshu a chance to act, and lifted the sedan curtain to immediately sever all pleasantries.

The other party could either slink away or make a fuss and let those important figures judge, in which case no one would look good. In any case, Chong Xuan Sheng was accustomed to being shameless and didn’t need to participate in the Yellow River Meet, so he didn’t care. Xie Baoshu, however, might not be able to handle it.

The final outcome did not exceed his expectations. Xie Baoshu arrived with his head held high and left with a crestfallen face.

These calculations were all in his mind, but with just a hint, Jiang Wang naturally understood.

“A bit interesting.” He smiled softly and said no more.

Facing an Outer Mansion cultivator capable of making it onto the Yellow River Meet list with his Inner Palace realm cultivation, he had little chance of winning. But the days were still long, and he could consider it later. In any case, he would eventually give this Brother Baoshu, who loves riding horses, an opportunity to “guide” him.

Xie Baoshu, who was stunned on the spot by the scolding, became increasingly resentful after leaving.

To think of his own extraordinary self, Xie Baoshu, where did he fall short?

In terms of family background, he was the direct nephew of the Grand Tutor, and since his uncle Xie Huaian had no sons, he was the young master of the Xie family.

In terms of appearance, he was a handsome and charming young man.

In terms of cultivation, he was a Divine Ability Outer Mansion cultivator, qualified to attend the Yellow River Meet, a top figure within the realm of Qi!

Furthermore, Baoshu and Tinglan, they were simply a match made in heaven. Even if these two names were presented before Yu Beidou, he wouldn’t be able to calculate a single “no,” would he?

Yet Wen Yanyu chose Yan Fu!

What’s so great about the Yan family?

Isn’t it just that they have some stinky money?

Looking around, no one is particularly outstanding. They are all relying on the former Grand Chancellor…

The former Grand Chancellor was indeed quite impressive.

But wasn’t he “former” now?

The current Grand Chancellor’s surname is Jiang!

Xie Baoshu had ample reason to be dissatisfied with Yan Fu, and he spared no effort in anything that could strike at Yan Fu.

Seeing the nameplate on the sedan chair this time, knowing it was Jiang Wang, the one Yan Fu had specifically recommended, his mind shifted slightly. He pulled the reins and came, initially just wanting to provoke a bit, to dampen Jiang Wang’s spirit, preferably causing him to lose points in the arena…

He hadn’t expected this fatty from the Chong Xuan family!

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Truly detestable!

On a day where Jiang Wang is the main character, you’re even sharing a sedan chair with him.

Those surnamed Chong Xuan are indeed all…

Xie Baoshu spat fiercely and rode away on his horse.

This small friction near the Imperial Ancestral Temple did not cause much of a stir.

Naturally, many people noticed, but they all pretended not to see.

The identities of the conflicting parties were simply not to be trifled with.

One side came from the Xie family of Xie Huaian, the Grand Tutor of the Imperial Court, and the other was even more formidable, from the top noble family, the Chong Xuan family.

There’s no need to mention how good Xie Huaian was to Xie Baoshu.

How protective was the Fierce Butcher? For the sake of his nephew Chong Xuan Sheng, he even dared to draw his blade against the God of War!

Anyone below the Cave True realm had to weigh their own strength and see how many blows they could withstand before causing trouble.

Of course, more importantly, on this day, no matter what happened, it had to give way to the “Grand Master’s Ceremony.”

The ninety-nine lucky families, including men, women, and children, brought their families and stood in their designated spots – a temporary elevated platform built on the left side. These were purely spectators. They stood higher than the civil and military officials, a rare moment in their lives.

Of course, while they were said to be randomly selected from the participating citizens, they had to be pure Qi people whose ancestors had been clean for generations.

They had already been taught the etiquette, and in such a setting, there was no possibility of things going awry.

If anything went wrong, Zheng Shi’s position as Northern Garrison Commandant would be finished.

The civil and military officials participating in the “Grand Master’s Ceremony” had also arrived at the square by this time, lining up according to their official rank, all standing.

Only those who had no cultivation and were over a hundred years old were provided with soft chairs, comfortably seated on the left side of the elevated platform, in front of the ninety-nine families, in the most spacious area, enjoying the best view, and attended by designated personnel.

To achieve such a long life without cultivation was a mark of human longevity. Even on regular days, the court would send rice and cloth every so often.

Counting them, there were only fifteen soft chairs.

It wasn’t that there were only this many centenarians in Linzi City; notifications were certainly sent to every family, but among the elderly of this age, not many were still mobile.

In the end, only fifteen people arrived.

Jiang Wang had been led to wait outside a side hall by this time. As one of the main characters today, he would only enter when the “Grand Master’s Ceremony” began.

The guards who brought him here didn’t speak, and he found it difficult to speak as well.

This should be a side hall where meritorious ministers and famous generals from past generations were worshipped. He was unable to enter, so he didn’t know who was being worshipped in this side hall.

He didn’t see the other people competing for a spot, they should be dispersed in different places…

In short.

Even before the “Grand Master’s Ceremony” began, a sense of solemnity was palpable.