Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

However, Bai Yongyuan holds a different view: "Why is Lin Xiaofeng always obsessed with writing these stories? Even if it is to promote trains, it should not always depict fights and conspiracies! Ordinary people will probably feel flustered after reading them. I personally don't like this type of story."

"Master Bai, you are wrong!" Chen Shuguang argued, "You should read more of these stories. The plots in them depicting the Jinyiwei successfully uncovering the enemy's conspiracy and capturing the enemy leader alive are not only exciting, but also inspire people's respect for the Jinyiwei. I heard from the servants at home that after reading these stories, the common people's admiration for the Jinyiwei was beyond words, and even those petty thieves began to restrain their behavior."

Bai Yongyuan fell into deep thought after hearing this: "Will the people from the Military Affairs Department feel dissatisfied after reading these stories? After all, in the stories, their contributions were overshadowed by the Imperial Guards."

"What can they do?" Chen Shuguang said with a smile, "The common people value appearance and image the most! Nothing else matters. The Jinyiwei are not only handsome and energetic, but also have great military achievements; in comparison, the people of the Bingmasi pale in comparison." At this point, both of them couldn't help laughing. The laughter echoed in the empty cabinet, adding a touch of joy to the quiet office environment.

After the laughter, Bai Yongyuan suddenly remembered something important: "Speaking of Lin Xiaofeng, where is the memorial to the emperor on the establishment of a doctorate in science and the drafted imperial edict that he mentioned earlier? I want to review the contents again to ensure that they are perfect and foolproof." His tone revealed that he attached great importance to and expected this memorial, as if he saw the dawn of future scientific development.

Chen Shuguang fell into deep thought. After a long time, he slowly answered, "The memorial is indeed with me, but it was submitted to the court yesterday." There was a hint of helplessness in his words.

When Bai Yongyuan heard this, his eyes widened and his voice was full of astonishment: "What?! You have already handed it in?! Why didn't you tell me?!" His voice echoed in the empty room, sounding a little harsh.

Chen Shuguang spread his hands, a trace of bewilderment on his face: "What's so special about this? There is nothing wrong with the content of the memorial. You have already carefully proofread it and made detailed annotations. I don't think it's necessary to waste time any more, so I just handed it in."

Bai Yongyuan asked anxiously: "Will no one in the court raise any objections to this? Will the emperor have any doubts? Or, is there anything inappropriate in the memorial that needs to be revised?" His brows were furrowed, and he was obviously very worried.

Chen Shuguang shook his head and said with certainty: "No! The content of the imperial edict is clear and unambiguous, and no one in the court has raised any objections! It's just..." He paused and continued: "It's just that the timing doesn't seem right. Think about it, what time is it now."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yongyuan stood up excitedly, slapped his thigh and cried out: "That's right! There is no problem with the imperial edict itself, and the court has no objection. But now the timing is wrong! Now is the time for scholars from all over the country to go to Beijing for the imperial examinations, but our newly established eighth-rank officials do not require imperial examinations to take office. Can you imagine how many scholars will fail this year? What will they think after seeing the imperial edict?" He became more and more anxious as he spoke, his face full of anxiety.

Chen Shuguang also felt the seriousness of the situation at this moment, and his expression became solemn: "Yes, this is indeed my inconsideration."

"No, no... I have to go see the emperor immediately and explain the situation to him. I hope the imperial edict has not been passed down, otherwise, there will be a big mess!" Bai Yongyuan said as he picked up his robe and hurriedly walked out of the office, leaving Chen Shuguang standing there, with cold sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, Emperor Jingjiang was in the Yangxin Palace, concentrating on reading a book about overseas customs and practices. As a monarch, it was a rare pleasure for him to have the opportunity to broaden his horizons. He was completely immersed in the world of books.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door. "I need to see the emperor urgently! Get out of the way!" Bai Yongyuan shouted, his voice revealing an unprecedented urgency.

When Emperor Jingjiang heard the voice, he frowned slightly, but soon regained his composure. He instructed the people around him, "Who is outside the door? Let him in."

After a while, Bai Yongyuan rushed in breathlessly. He didn't bother to salute, and asked directly: "Your Majesty, has the imperial decree to establish the Doctor of Science been issued?"

Before Emperor Jingjiang could react, he saw Bai Yongyuan's nervous expression. He said calmly, "It was sent to the Ministry of Internal Affairs yesterday, and the imperial edict was posted in the city this morning. Is there any problem?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yongyuan closed his eyes, patted his forehead, and lamented, "Oh! Your Majesty, this is troublesome!" His voice was full of helplessness and anxiety.

Emperor Jingjiang put down the book in his hand, and looked at Bai Yongyuan's expression and became nervous: "What's the trouble?!" he asked.

Bai Yongyuan sighed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, think about it, now is the time for the imperial examination. If we release such news at this time, it will probably arouse the resentment of scholars all over the world. What will those scholars who have worked hard to take the imperial examination think when they see this imperial edict? They may have spent ten, more than ten years or even decades studying hard to have the opportunity today, but now we tell them that there is an official position that can be appointed without taking the imperial examination. What will they think?" As Bai Yongyuan became more and more agitated, Emperor Jingjiang's face became more and more ugly.

He also began to realize the seriousness of this matter. Although the previous dynasty had discussed this situation, the imperial examination had not yet begun. The decree that had been delayed for two months was actually decided at this critical moment. After he took over, he approved it immediately without careful consideration and sent it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to be distributed to the people on the same day. Now he actually forgot about the imperial examination. What a mistake!

Bai Yongyuan paced anxiously in the spacious courtyard, turning around like an ant on a hot pot. The anxiety in his eyes was like a dark cloud pressing down on his head, almost suffocating him. He looked up at the sky and sighed: "It doesn't make much difference whether it is released earlier or later. But why must it be released at this time?! There are thousands of students gathered here. If they make trouble because of dissatisfaction, wouldn't it become a big scandal in Jingjiang?! It might even tarnish the reputation of Jianye Marquis Mansion." Bai Yongyuan's words were full of helplessness and anxiety, as if a heavy burden was pressing on his shoulders.

Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and sighed: "Oh, it's too late, Your Majesty. I, an old minister, am truly to blame for this!" After that, he slowly knelt down, knocking his knees heavily on the bluestone slab. The muffled sound echoed in the empty courtyard, as if it was Bai Yongyuan's cry of helplessness and self-blame from deep in his heart.

Emperor Jingjiang hurriedly stood up from the throne and personally went to meet him. He firmly supported the important old minister in the court, Bai Yongyuan, with both hands. His face was full of concern: "Mr. Bai, why are you so pessimistic? The incident has not happened yet. Everything at present is just our speculation. The result may not be as bad as you think."

Bai Yongyuan just shook his head repeatedly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to tell of his inner worries: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? The position of Doctor of Science sounds impressive, but in fact it has no real power and no tax exemption. Who would really value such an empty title?"

After hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang frowned slightly, but soon relaxed his brows and said gently, "Mr. Bai, I understand your concerns. But please rest assured that I know what to do."

Bai Yongyuan was not comforted by this. Instead, he sighed and said, "Your Majesty, what I am worried about is not just the status and treatment of a doctor of science. What I am worried about is those scholars who don't know the truth. They only know the halo of the word 'official', but don't know the hardships and helplessness involved."

His words revealed deep worries: "Those scholars who only read the books of sages have too beautiful a vision of officialdom and an irresistible yearning for the word 'official'. In their minds, the imperial palace and the six ministries are symbols of power and status."

Bai Yongyuan's words were like a sharp sword, pointing directly to the core of the problem. He knew very well that once those students really made trouble, the court would face great difficulties. And if this position was abolished, the dignity of the royal family would also be seriously damaged. Although the status of a doctor of science is humble, its existence has irreplaceable significance.

"Your Majesty, I am afraid that if those students really make trouble, it will cause a huge uproar. At that time, where will the face of the court be? Although the position of Doctor of Science is not high, its role is indispensable. If we want to establish this position again in the future, I am afraid it will be more difficult."

Emperor Jingjiang listened to Bai Yongyuan's statement, and the worries in his heart gradually spread like ink drops into water. He frowned deeply, knowing that the old minister's worries were not groundless. However, as the king of a country, he had to remain calm and optimistic.

"Mr. Bai, you worry too much." Emperor Jingjiang tried his best to make his voice sound calm and powerful. "The achievements of Beilang Academy are well known to everyone. People all over the world have seen it. Although some people may be dissatisfied, they are all reasonable people and will not cause trouble easily."

However, Bai Yongyuan was still worried: "Your Majesty, Lord Jianye has made outstanding contributions in the court. He naturally hopes that all officials can receive education in Beilang. Although many people have reservations about this, they have to admit the benefits."

He paused and continued, "But Your Majesty, the influence of the Marquis of Jianye is mainly within the court. His influence has not yet reached outside the court. If you want to make all the scholars in the world accept this concept, I am afraid it will take decades for the court to influence them subtly. The scholars are too idealistic, and their ideas are far from reality. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to change their ideas!"

Bai Yongyuan's words were like cold water poured over his head, instantly cooling down the enthusiasm in Emperor Jingjiang's heart. The emperor was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Mr. Bai, please don't be anxious. Things haven't happened yet, and we still have time to respond."

Hearing what Emperor Jingjiang said, Bai Yongyuan had to temporarily put aside his anxiety. He sighed and sat down helplessly: "Your Majesty, since things have come to this, this old minister has nothing else to say. I just hope that Your Majesty can make all the preparations."

The atmosphere in the courtyard became solemn. The sunlight shone through the clouds, stretching the shadows of the two people long, as if telling of the endless worries in their hearts.

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Time flies, and the day of the results is here. This day is crucial for all the scholars who take the imperial examination. Their fate will take a huge turn on this day.

The streets of Kyoto were filled with an atmosphere of tension and anticipation, as if the entire city was holding its breath waiting for this moment to come. For the candidates, this was the moment they had been looking forward to day and night, and their future and fate would be determined by it.

The entrance to the Imperial Examination Hall was crowded with examinees, their families, and onlookers. Everyone's eyes were focused on the list that was about to be announced, hoping that their names would appear on it.

Zhou Xuemao stood in the bustling crowd, feeling extremely nervous. He was born into a prominent family, but his road to the imperial examination was extremely bumpy. He failed to pass the imperial examination several times in a row, and he almost became a laughing stock. Therefore, he placed extremely high hopes on this imperial examination, hoping to avenge his previous shame and hold his head high.

"The time has come! The results are out!" With the loud shout of the school official, the noisy crowd immediately quieted down, and everyone's eyes were cast on the list in the school official's hand. Zhou Xuemao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He stared at the piece of paper in the school official's hand, afraid that he would miss his name.

Finally, the list was posted under everyone's eager gaze. Dozens of names were clearly visible, and the crowd burst into exclamations. Some people shouted ecstatically: "I passed! I finally passed!" Some people left in silence, feeling sad because they failed. At this moment, there was also a scene of hustle and bustle outside the Imperial Examination Hall. Those who passed the exam became the focus of everyone's attention. They paid for dinner and drinks to celebrate in public; and those who did not pass the exam were also willing to come and share the joy and feel the joy and lively atmosphere. The whole of Kyoto was immersed in this joy and festivity, as if every corner was filled with laughter and blessings.

In the prosperous capital, the crowds outside the Imperial Examination Hall surged like waves, carrying all kinds of complicated emotions. Zhou Xuemao was mixed in the crowd, his heart was in turmoil, like a fluttering butterfly, dancing in anxiety.

He stared at the wall with the score list, his eyes full of anticipation and anxiety. Whenever a new list was posted, he would search for his name impatiently, hoping to find the familiar word among the densely packed words.

The sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, like the eyes of God, and shone obliquely on the list. The golden characters sparkled in the sun, and each word seemed to have endless magic, pulling at everyone's heartstrings. Some people cheered for seeing their names, while others burst into tears because they failed to make the list. The laughter, crying, and sighs of loss intertwined together, like a picture scroll of the world, slowly unfolding before people's eyes.

As time passed, Zhou Xuemao's mood became heavier and heavier. His name never appeared on the list, just like a stone that sank into the sea and never came up again. Although the final list had not yet been released, he felt that his hope was slim. The luck in his heart began to slip away like sand in an hourglass.

Finally, amid the expectation of everyone, the final list was posted. The sound of gongs and drums of celebration was deafening, as if to wake up the entire capital. Fireworks rang out one after another, carrying the joy of victory and new hope. The candidates at the top of the list rode away triumphantly, their faces filled with smiles of victory, as if the whole world was cheering for them.

However, for Zhou Xuemao, this moment was as cold and ruthless as the cold winter. His mood had fallen to the bottom, and his eyes were flickering with unwillingness and despair. He wandered in front of the list for a long time, as if looking for the last glimmer of hope. However, when he saw his followers carefully reminding him that his name was not on the list, the fluke in his heart instantly disappeared.

The clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, just like the haze in his heart that could not be dispelled. He felt endless loss and despair, as if the whole world was against him. His knees softened and he fell to the ground with a plop, and he burst into tears. The sound was like the howling of a wounded beast, which moved everyone around him.

He was full of doubts and resentment. He didn't understand why he was repeatedly frustrated on the road to the imperial examination when he was obviously intelligent and had many friends. Thinking of the earnest expectations of his family and friends, he felt even more heartbroken and mixed.

Seeing how heartbroken he was, his followers felt sorry for him and wanted to comfort him: "Young Master, you are very talented. The reason you didn't pass this time must be because the examiner had no vision. We will keep working hard and you will definitely pass next time." After saying that, they wanted to help him up.

But Zhou Xuemao pushed him away and yelled, "Get out of here! Is life just for exams? Do I have to wait until I'm old to make a name for myself?" His voice was filled with despair and struggle, as if he was fighting against fate. The air around him seemed to freeze, leaving only his angry and sad voice echoing.

At this time, a white-haired old man next to him cried loudly about the unfairness of the examination room. His voice was hoarse and shrill, like a wail in the cold wind, which made people feel pity. Sad cries sounded one after another around him. Those candidates who passed the examination had already left to enjoy their glorious moments. Only the frustrated people were left here to talk to each other and comfort each other, their hearts filled with endless bitterness and helplessness.

Zhou Xuemao looked around in a distracted manner, his heart full of dissatisfaction with reality and confusion about the future. He loudly denounced the unfairness of the court, believing that people's talents did not need to pass exams to prove their value. He believed that society should value practical experience and real ability, not empty words. His words were full of passion and power, as if he wanted to pour out all the grief and indignation in his heart.

The attendant was trembling with fear, and responded in a meek manner, fearing to anger the frustrated young master. However, Zhou Xuemao suddenly slapped him in the face, turned away angrily, and no longer looked at him. Some people began to doubt the fairness of the court's selection of officials. "I heard that the craftsmen of Beilang University can be hired as officials, but we who have studied hard for many years still have nowhere to turn!" As soon as this was said, it immediately resonated with everyone. They all expressed their agreement, believing that the court should increase the number of admissions and give them more opportunities and attention.

Zhou Xuemao was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of Beilang University. When he learned that the Marquis of Jianye proposed to add a doctoral position in science and select students from Beilang University as advisors to the court, a flash of shock and cunning flashed in his eyes. He suddenly realized that this was an opportunity, an opportunity for him to find a new way and realize his grand ambitions.

So he ordered his followers to recruit people and book a restaurant to entertain those failed candidates. He wanted to take this opportunity to show his talent and leadership ability and win their trust and support. "Humph! Since the imperial examination is not feasible, I will find another way!" He secretly vowed in his heart.

As the night gradually fell, a storm was quietly brewing in the night sky of the capital. Meanwhile, in the study of the Lin residence, Lin Xiaofeng was telling stories and solving equations for the children. He was gentle and persuasive, guiding the children into the palace of knowledge. His voice was gentle and powerful, as if it could penetrate the dust of time and let the children feel the power of knowledge.

"Okay, that's all for today's story." Lin Xiaofeng closed the book with a smile. Just as he was about to leave the study, the Royal Guards suddenly came to report, "Sir! Something bad has happened! The Marquis of Jianye's Mansion has been besieged!"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Lin Xiaofeng's face, not knowing what had happened. He hurriedly ordered, "Take me to see it!" After that, he hurriedly left the study and went straight to Jianye Marquis Mansion.

Oh! In this dark night, a storm is quietly brewing in the night sky of Beijing. Lin Xiaofeng is full of worries and doubts. He doesn't know how this storm will end, but he knows that he must rush to the scene as soon as possible to understand the truth of the matter and take measures to deal with it.

At this moment, Lin Hongwan was reading ancient books in his study alone, and he knew nothing about the abnormal situation outside. This young boy was still immersed in the ocean of knowledge and enjoying the fun of learning. However, he was about to be involved in this sudden storm and experience an unforgettable journey.

Although Lin Hongwan didn't fully understand what was going on, he sensed something unusual from his father Lin Xiaofeng's frown and his hurried departure. He put down the book in his hand, followed his father silently, and walked out of the study together.

Outside the gate of the Lin Mansion, a fast horse was ready. Lin Xiaofeng jumped on the horse, whipped the horse whip, and galloped towards the direction of Jianye Marquis Mansion. Lin Hongwan followed closely behind, riding another horse, chasing closely after his father.

In the dark night, two fast horses streaked across the streets of the capital like two flashes of lightning. Lin Xiaofeng and his son were extremely anxious. They knew that this disturbance might have a far-reaching impact on the entire court and society. They had to rush to the scene as soon as possible to understand the truth of the matter and find a way to resolve the crisis.

Outside the Jianye Marquis's mansion, Zhou Xuemao had gathered a large number of failed candidates. Holding torches and banners, they shouted slogans, demanding that the Jianye Marquis apologize and cancel the establishment of the Doctor of Science. The scene was once very chaotic, and the Jinyiwei were trying to maintain order, but the situation was still not optimistic.

When Lin Xiaofeng and his son arrived at the scene, they happened to see this scene. Lin Xiaofeng frowned, knowing that the severity of this incident was beyond his imagination. He had to take action immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Lin Hongwan was also deeply shocked by the scene before his eyes. He had never seen such a chaotic scene, nor had he ever felt such strong anger and dissatisfaction. He knew that he was about to experience an unforgettable journey that would change the trajectory of his life.

In front of the Jianye Marquis's Mansion, a raging fire raged in the night sky, and the flames illuminated the streets as bright as day, as if even the stars in the sky were eclipsed. Hundreds of scholars gathered here, their voices surging like waves, with endless passion and blood.

In the surging crowd, Lin Xiaofeng and her son Lin Hongwan stood quietly. Their figures were looming in the firelight, as if they were out of tune with the commotion. Lin Xiaofeng's eyes were deep and firm. She held her son's hand tightly, giving him silent support and strength.

At this time, a young man in gorgeous clothes was standing on the high steps. His voice penetrated the noisy crowd and echoed in the night sky. The young man was tall and straight, standing like a pine or cypress. He raised his arms and passionately called on everyone to fight for the rights of scholars. Lin Xiaofeng recognized him. It was Zhou Xuemao who came from a famous family.

Although Zhou Xuemao was born into a noble family, he had shed all his glitz and glory at this moment, just like an ordinary passionate young man, fighting for the belief in his heart. There was a firm light in his eyes, as if it could illuminate the road in the darkness. Although the servants were trembling with fear, Zhou Xuemao was not afraid at all. He pointed at the crowd and said: "Look here, our number is increasing. This is the power of people's hearts! People's hearts are the greatest politics! As long as we are united, there is nothing we can't do!"

Lin Xiaofeng watched Zhou Xuemao from a distance, secretly admiring him in her heart. She admired Zhou Xuemao's courage and talent, and understood his excitement and indignation at the moment. Although she did not completely agree with Zhou Xuemao's way of action, she believed that everyone had the right to fight for their ideals.

As time went on, the crowd became more and more excited. They shouted slogans and waved their fists, demanding that Jianye Hou apologize and abolish the establishment of the Doctor of Science. The scene was once very chaotic, but Lin Xiaofeng always kept a cool head. She knew that only by treating the problem rationally could a real solution be found.

Angry people gathered in front of the mansion and continued to accuse the Hou family of their unjust actions. Their voices gathered into a powerful force that echoed in the night sky. Some people shouted loudly, demanding that Lin Xiaofeng come out to admit his mistakes, restore the ancient system, and respect the laws of the ancestors and the system of the country; some even proposed radical demands such as abolishing science and dismissing the doctor of science.

However, in the midst of this hustle and bustle, Lin Xiaofeng and her son stood quietly in the shadows, observing this group of excited people. She felt mixed emotions and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but her eyes revealed a kind of firmness and calmness.

Lin Hongwan looked up at his mother and asked in confusion, "Mom, why do everyone say you are wrong?" His voice was childish but full of confusion and doubt.

Lin Xiaofeng did not answer her question immediately but continued to stare at the crowd in front of the mansion. After a while, he said softly, "Child, you are still young and there are some things you don't understand, but you must remember that everyone has their own ideas and concepts. We cannot force others to accept our ideas, but we must also stick to our principles."

"Then why are they against science? What's wrong with science?" Lin Hongwan continued to ask, his eyes flashing with a desire for knowledge and curiosity about the world.

Lin Xiaofeng patiently explained: "There is no right or wrong in knowledge itself. The key lies in how to apply it. So do you think their viewpoint against science is correct?"

Lin Hongwan thought about it, shook his head firmly and said, "No! I think science is a good thing. It can help us better understand the world and solve problems." Although his voice was not loud, it was full of firmness and confidence.

"That's right. Everything is changing. Nothing is permanent." Lin Xiaofeng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Have you ever seen anyone who would ignore reality, logic, or even resort to any means to protect an old object or old idea?"

Lin Hongwan pondered for a long time before hesitantly saying, "Maybe this is how servants treat their masters..." His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was unsure of his answer.

However, Lin Xiaofeng laughed. Her smile revealed a kind of profound wisdom: "Well said! Only servants will blindly obey their masters without asking reasons and without principles. They are like slaves of thoughts, so they don't use logic and only want to overthrow the ideas that are opposite to their own. When you grow up, don't learn from them. You must work hard to learn knowledge, lay a solid foundation, and then observe with your heart, think with your brain, and draw careful conclusions. You should even repeatedly ponder your own opinions in your heart so as not to become a mediocre person."

"You must always keep a clear head and the ability to think independently, otherwise you will easily be taken advantage of by others." Lin Xiaofeng warned her son earnestly, her eyes full of expectations and trust for her son.

Lin Hongwan asked again: "Mom, aren't you angry when they scold you like this?" There was a hint of worry and concern in his voice.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled gently. Her smile revealed calmness and composure: "Angry? Anger will only make people lose their minds. I have always been doing what I think is right. They are going against the trend of history. Why should I care about other people's gossip? Remember to stick to your own beliefs and principles. The most important thing is to remember." Her voice was gentle but full of power, as if it could dispel all the haze and confusion. The night gradually deepened, but Lin Xiaofeng's figure became more and more determined, and he looked particularly tall and strong under the light of the fire.

Lin Xiaofeng looked up at the starry sky, his eyes shining with a deep and sparkling light, as if he could see into the infinite mysteries of the universe. He smiled slightly, revealing a kind of leisurely and calmness in his smile. "The strong men of ancient and modern times will ask themselves this question, but only a very few people can truly comprehend the essence of the answer. But for me, this question is not that important." He smiled mysteriously and continued, "Because, I am the one who leads the trend."

His words were full of confidence and determination, as if he was the master who controlled everything. Lin Hongwan stood aside, and although he didn't quite understand what his father said, his eyes were full of admiration and trust for his father. He looked at his father, as if he saw the direction of his future.

"Dad, since they are so unreasonable, why don't we just drive them away?" Lin Hongwan asked doubtfully, "How can we tolerate them insulting us here and disturbing our peace?"

Lin Xiaofeng turned around, looked at his son's tender but determined face, and patiently explained: "Son, you have to understand that violence is not the best way to solve problems. It should be our last resort, an extreme measure that we consider when all peaceful means cannot solve the problem. The conflict between them and me is not a simple dispute over interests, but a difference in ideas. They are not completely bad people, but are bound by certain narrow ideas. Therefore, we should use reason to convince them and let them realize their mistakes from the bottom of their hearts. This is the real solution."

Lin Hongwan nodded as if he understood. "Oh, I see, Dad. You mean to have a peaceful dialogue and discussion with them instead of solving the problem through violence."

"That's right." Lin Xiaofeng looked at his son with appreciation, "You understand it very well. However, if they continue to act unreasonably and disrupt public order..."

Lin Hongwan said: "Then we should stand up and stop them!"

"Don't think of fighting violence with violence so easily." Lin Xiaofeng gently stroked his son's head, "Remember, sometimes patience and communication are more powerful than fists. Well, you've seen enough today, go to bed early. You still have to go to school tomorrow."

After that, he called a Jinyiwei to send Lin Hongwan home. Looking at his son's back, Lin Xiaofeng's eyes became cold. He turned around and whispered a few words to another Jinyiwei.

The group of scholars were still gathered in front of the mansion, excited. Zhou Xuemao had been surrounded by the crowd and moved to the center. He spoke eloquently and unendingly about his views and opinions. Since that public speech, he seemed to have found his own stage and the value of his existence, becoming more and more versatile and popular.

A group of drunken figures suddenly appeared on the street corner not far away, carrying jars of wine and staggering towards the Jianye Marquis's Mansion. The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet and looked at these uninvited guests warily, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Zhou Maocai walked out of the crowd and asked loudly, "What are you doing here?" The drunk in the lead glanced at him with disdain and shouted, "I'm drinking on the street. What are you sissies yelling about? You're disturbing my drinking mood! Shut up!"

It turned out to be a group of street hooligans! The scholars immediately became agitated and accused them of being unreasonable, but these hooligans were not afraid and instead became more arrogant and provocative. The atmosphere on the scene was extremely tense and a conflict seemed to be imminent!
Zhou Xuemao frowned, he felt something was a little strange, the timing of these gangsters' appearance was too coincidental and their behavior was too arrogant, it was totally unlike what ordinary people in the market could do. He tried to calm the anger but the gangsters became more arrogant and even started to push the scholars!

Suddenly, the drunk leader waved his hand and the people behind him picked up the wine jars and rushed into the crowd! They rushed to the weak scholars present, and the scene was in chaos and wailing!

"My fellow classmates! This is Lin Xiaofeng's private revenge!" Zhou Xuemao screamed. He tried to organize the scholars to resist, but the hooligans had already broken through their defenses and began to beat them indiscriminately!

However, before he could finish his words, the drunk leader grabbed his collar and smashed the wine jar at his face with his other hand! Zhou Xuemao only had time to scream before he was hit by the drunk and saw stars! The drunk laughed with a drunken mouth and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'll show some respect to you next time I see you! Your grandfather's name is Sun Xiaochuan!"

At the same time, the Jinyiwei who were secretly observing in the mansion also quickly reported the situation to Lin Xiaofeng. After listening to the report, a hint of coldness flashed in Lin Xiaofeng's eyes. He quickly gave instructions: "Let them do it, but remember, don't harm their lives, and don't hurt their bones and internal organs. I want them to know whose territory this is." He paused and continued: "These people are too bullying. They dare to act wildly in my territory. They don't even know how to pick the soft persimmons!"

The Jinyiwei was shocked after hearing this: "Ah? But these people are all scholars who came from all over the place. If we use force, won't it intensify the conflict? Moreover, this will also damage your reputation..."

Lin Xiaofeng glanced at him and said, "Use your brains. Let your subordinates change into casual clothes and pretend to be gangsters. Tell the public that it was done by Sun Xiaochuan and has nothing to do with us. In addition, do some gangster activities in the name of Sun Xiaochuan in Kyoto, and then publicize it in the newspapers. This way, no one will associate it with us." He snorted coldly and continued, "Tomorrow we will see who jumps the most among these people. He will be the leader. Find out the truth and report to me!"

Finally, he added: "Also, be careful when you hit someone, don't hurt their vital parts, understand?"

"Yes! I'll do it right away!" The Jinyiwei replied respectfully, turned around and left quickly. (End of this chapter)