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

As the night deepened, the commotion in front of the Jianye Marquis's residence slowly died down. However, the commotion was far from over.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in front of the window, looking at the night outside. His deep eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he was thinking about the next plan. He knew that this struggle had just begun, and he would face greater challenges.

At the same time, in the warm room, sadness and depression enveloped the entire space. The disturbing news finally reached the confined palace walls, breaking the tranquility of the palace.

The Jinyiwei rode as fast as they could to bring the news of the unrest outside the palace to the palace as soon as possible. When Emperor Jingjiang heard about it, his face changed drastically and he felt unwell. This emperor who had experienced many ups and downs seemed a little anxious at this moment. He hurriedly summoned the cabinet ministers and the crown prince to come to the court to discuss the next national affairs.

At this critical moment, Emperor Jingjiang was full of respect for one person. That was Bai Yongyuan, an old official who had experienced the ups and downs of two dynasties. Bai Yongyuan had extraordinary insight, far better than ordinary officials. Whenever the court encountered a problem, he could always see the opportunity first and give unique insights. However, although his predictions were accurate, he often did not give specific solutions.

Emperor Jingjiang paced anxiously in the magnificent palace, his golden dragon robe gleaming brightly under the lights, his brows knitted, his expression grim, like an ant on a hot pot, eagerly waiting for something. Li Dexian and a group of attendants, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood quietly in the corner, not even daring to breathe, let alone sit down to rest. The thorny matter was like a tangled mess, which had not yet been sorted out, and the report from the Jinyiwei had not arrived yet. How the situation would develop was like a fog, and no one could see clearly or predict it.

The emperor was filled with worry. He thought to himself that once Lin Xiaofeng arrived, he would ask him about the situation outside in detail so that he could grasp the situation. He looked out the window. It was already late at night. The moonlight was shining on the golden roof of the palace, flashing a cold light.

The emperor's face became more solemn, his brows furrowed, his eyes blazing with anger. He slammed the table with such force that the jade on the table shook slightly. He roared angrily, "How could this happen! How dare those people be so arrogant! They gathered to cause trouble and even attacked the Marquis of Jianye's mansion! Don't they know Lin Xiaofeng's status and the dignity of the royal family?"

Bai Yongyuan, a senior official in the court, sighed. He wore a loose official uniform and showed deep worry on his face. He comforted: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Those Confucian scholars who have not entered the officialdom, although they have a passion for the country, have only a superficial understanding of worldly affairs. They are just misled. The thing I least want to see has finally happened today. The court should prepare as soon as possible to resolve this dispute in a peaceful way and make some concessions to stabilize people's hearts."

"Concession? Do you want me to regret it?" The emperor stopped, his gorgeous dragon robe drawing an arc in the air. He glanced at Bai Yongyuan with dissatisfaction, his tone full of displeasure, "These ignorant and pedantic Confucian scholars are so arrogant! Do they understand what is right and wrong?"

"In my opinion, they are only good at talking on paper, but actually have no ability to govern the country." The emperor became more and more angry, his face as dark as the sky before a rainstorm, "After failing the imperial examination, they are looking for trouble. What use are such Confucian scholars to me!"

Bai Yongyuan knew that the emperor was angry. He was wearing simple court clothes and had a calm face. He could only persuade him gently: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I don't mean to ask you to make concessions without principles. The court's policies must be implemented after careful consideration. As for the requests of Confucian scholars, the court can also consider them and try to meet them as much as possible. For example, increase the number of Jinshi and open special examinations, so that they also have the opportunity to serve the court and realize their ambitions."

However, Emperor Jingjiang flatly refused: "No! People's desires are endless. If we satisfy their demands today, someone will go further and make more demands in the future. How should we deal with it? If this continues, where is the dignity of the court?"

Bai Yongyuan still did not give up, and he made another suggestion: "Your Majesty, you can consider summoning them and personally tell them the court's difficulties and considerations. At the same time, strictly enforce the law and discipline. If these unselected Confucian scholars cause trouble again, then the court will be in the right and can deal with them legitimately. Furthermore, we can urgently appoint alternate Jinshi candidates to be responsible for handling this matter. This will not only ease the conflict, but also cultivate talents for the court. This divide-and-rule strategy, even if it cannot completely solve the problem, can divert the focus of their conflict."

"Ah..." The emperor pressed his forehead. The golden dragon on his robe was faintly visible under the light. He felt a headache. "I have fought on the battlefield all my life, but in the end I may be defeated by everyone's saliva..."

The atmosphere in the warm room became very depressing, like the calm before a storm, and the air seemed to be frozen.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence, echoing in the palace like thunder. Lin Xiaofeng rushed in, his face filled with a happy smile, as if he was going home for the New Year. Everyone turned their eyes to him, and the emperor hurriedly asked, "Marquis Jianye, how is the situation outside?"

Lin Xiaofeng was dressed in brocade clothes and looked very energetic. He answered loudly, "I am late. Please forgive me, Your Majesty! However, I came here to congratulate Your Majesty!"

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers looked at each other, not knowing what had happened. The emperor was even more confused: "Someone is causing trouble outside the Jianye Marquis's mansion, don't you know? The situation is tense now, what is there to congratulate?"

Lin Xiaofeng explained calmly, "Of course I know what happened outside, and I just came back from the scene, and everything is still fresh in my mind."

"What are you congratulating me for?" The emperor was still puzzled, frowning, obviously confused by Lin Xiaofeng's words.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly, revealing a kind of confidence in his smile: "I congratulate those Confucian scholars who dare to speak out and offer advice to the country. They let me see the future and hope of our Jingjiang."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the warm room. The emperor also showed an expression of disbelief: "Marquis Jianye, you...how could you say such a thing? They are attacking your mansion!"

Lin Xiaofeng didn't care about other people's reactions. He continued, "My current position is indeed not something that ordinary people can achieve. When officials see me, they will become more respectful and cautious, for fear of offending the powerful. However, these humble Confucian scholars are different. They dare to criticize the government and offer advice to the country in front of the gate of the Marquis' Mansion. Their patriotism and courage are really touching! This shows that they have great love, responsibility, and commitment in their hearts!"

At this point, Lin Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with admiration. He paused, adjusted his mood and continued: "We are now in a peaceful and prosperous era in Jingjiang, and the country has been peaceful and the people have been safe for a long time. I have read history books and know that in prosperous times, Confucian scholars often like to pursue soft things, and the country's fortune will gradually weaken."

"But the Confucian scholars in Jingjiang are different! They are full of passion and have strong character! They dare to face the powerful and offer advice to the country! This is a very valuable quality! Regardless of their views on the matter itself, their character and courage are worthy of praise! This is enough to prove that our Jingjiang's national fortune is prosperous and far ahead! So I can't help but lose my composure in front of Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Lin Xiaofeng's words instantly made the atmosphere in the warm room relaxed, as if the clouds had been cleared and the sun had come out. The emperor also smiled, and his mood obviously improved a lot: "Hahahaha! What a great Lin Xiaofeng! People say that a prime minister's stomach can hold a boat, but I think you, Lin Xiaofeng, can even hold a warship! Who else in the court can have such a broad mind as you?"

The emperor's admiration for Lin Xiaofeng was beyond words, and his heart was full of respect and gratitude. Li Dexian was also shocked. He originally thought that Lin Xiaofeng would angrily accuse the Confucian scholars of their crimes, but he did not expect that he would speak for them instead. This method and mind were indeed extraordinary! He secretly praised in his heart: Old Lin is really a good method! No wonder the emperor values ​​him so much!

Bai Yongyuan and others couldn't help but curl their lips in disdain. They thought Lin Xiaofeng was deliberately trying to please the emperor and the Confucian scholars. Although they had a little approval in their hearts, they couldn't hide their jealousy. However, they also understood that it took a certain amount of wisdom and courage to remain calm and say such words in the current tense situation.

Amid the waves of cheers and curses, Emperor Jingjiang calmly returned to the throne. He asked in a deep voice, "What's the situation outside now?" His tone revealed unquestionable majesty.

Lin Xiaofeng, an important official in the court, was standing in the palace at this moment. He responded, "Your Majesty, people have been sent to seal off the surroundings tightly, and the situation has not deteriorated further. Please rest assured, Your Majesty." His voice was steady and powerful, as if everything was under control.

Emperor Jingjiang frowned slightly and asked again: "No force was used, right?" His words revealed his deep fear of violent means.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and replied, "I have always advocated using love and justice to influence people's hearts. Under my urging, the Jinyiwei also worked hard to cultivate their character and abide by the rules. For those stubborn people, we also convinced them with reason." He paused for a moment and continued, "Those Confucian scholars were just blinded for a while. They are kind-hearted by nature, how could I use violence against them? Now, I am persuading them in a gentle way, hoping that they can return to the right path."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang nodded and praised: "I am very pleased that you are so confident. So, what are your plans next? We can't keep blocking it forever, can we? Those Confucian scholars are the pillars of Jingjiang. If they get out of control, the consequences will be disastrous." His tone was filled with deep worry about the future of the country.

Lin Xiaofeng nodded and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I have a preliminary idea, although it is not mature enough, but in short, the root of the problem lies in the misunderstanding between the two sides. The science of the University of Tokyo is regarded as utilitarian by those Confucian scholars, who believe that it corrupts moral ethics. However, the rapid changes in science and technology are obvious to all the officials in the court. Obviously, their vision is still too narrow." He looked up at Emperor Jingjiang and continued: "In short, this is a misunderstanding caused by information asymmetry. If they can understand more about the true meaning of science, they may change their views. Therefore, my strategy is to teach carefully and communicate patiently until both sides reach a consensus."

However, Emperor Jingjiang did not seem to be very satisfied with this. He said: "Is this your strategy? It seems nothing new. If you can really move them with emotion, why should I worry so much?" His words revealed his expectations and disappointment for Lin Xiaofeng.

Lin Xiaofeng bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, the truth is simple! I have sincerity, love and patience in my hands, and I will definitely be able to influence them. Therefore, I would like to ask Your Majesty to give me some time to deal with this matter. After the matter is resolved, I will return to the court to report." His voice was firm and powerful, as if he had already won.

After hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang was in a trance for a moment. He wanted to share some of the pressure with Lin Xiaofeng, but he didn't expect that he would shoulder this heavy burden alone. He looked at Lin Xiaofeng deeply and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will do as you say. Just do it! If necessary, come to the palace and report in detail."

After Lin Xiaofeng took the order and left, the warm room returned to its former tranquility. However, everyone knew that the storm was far from over. Although Lin Xiaofeng's strategy seemed simple, it would take time to verify whether it could really solve the problem.

It was already nightfall. Under the warm yellow light, Li Dexian took Lin Xiaofeng's arm and walked quickly through the corridor of the East Palace. The palace lanterns on both sides swayed, casting mottled light and shadows on their faces, as if it was an external portrayal of their inner uneasiness. When they returned to the secret room of the East Palace, Li Dexian looked at Lin Xiaofeng anxiously and asked, "Old Lin, Old Lin! Are you really going to reason with those scholars? This is not your usual style!" There was a bit of anxiety and confusion in his voice.

Hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng's eyes immediately burst into anger. He said with a gloomy face: "How can I waste time talking to them! I have secretly sent people to teach them a lesson. These bastards have made no contribution to the country or the nation, and they are just causing trouble!" His voice revealed determination and decisiveness.

Li Dexian was shocked by Lin Xiaofeng's reaction. He stood there in a daze, not knowing how to respond. "If they fail the exam, they can retake it! Or go to work in a factory! Why are they making trouble?" He sighed, his tone full of helplessness and confusion.

Lin Xiaofeng walked to an exquisite rosewood table and poured two cups of Biluochun tea, and motioned Li Dexian to sit down and taste it. Li Dexian looked at him nervously, then took the teacup with both hands but had no intention of tasting the tea, just quietly waiting for Lin Xiaofeng's next words.

Lin Xiaofeng slapped his thigh suddenly, with a dissatisfied look on his face, and said: "Why are you so restless! You panic like this at the slightest disturbance! If every official is like you, our country would have been finished long ago!" His words were full of blame and deep worry about the future of the country.

Li Dexian helplessly put down the teacup in his hand and sighed: "Oh! Which country doesn't have some troubles? Let alone the country, even a small family always has a bunch of troubles to deal with!" His voice revealed his helplessness towards life and confusion about the future.

"As officials, we should not be afraid of things! When something happens, we just go and solve it! What is there to be afraid of? Besides, since I have chosen the path of being an official, I am not afraid of trouble coming to me!" Lin Xiaofeng said frankly, his eyes were firm and resolute, as if he was ready to face all difficulties.

"However, this matter cannot be rushed. I have sent people to secretly investigate the backgrounds of those Confucian scholars and understand their weaknesses. At the same time, I will also find some capable people to give them some 'help' at the critical moment."

Li Dexian raised his teacup again, but he still had no intention of drinking tea. He looked at Lin Xiaofeng in surprise and said, "I think you are even more heartless than me. But I don't know what you are so anxious about. From what you said, do you have a solution?"

Lin Xiaofeng frowned slightly, thought for a moment and replied, "I don't have a specific plan yet, but I have a general idea." His voice was calm and confident, as if everything was under his control. "We need to find a key point that can break the deadlock between the two sides. Perhaps, we can start with the leaders among the Confucian scholars and influence others through them."

Li Dexian nodded thoughtfully after hearing this: "This method sounds feasible. However, those leaders among the Confucian scholars are not so easy to deal with. You need to have enough patience and wisdom to convince them."

"Of course I understand that." Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly, with a sly light in his eyes, "Don't forget, I am a famous 'cunning rabbit with three burrows'. I have my own clever plan to convince them."

Before she could drink the tea, Li Dexian gently put down the teacup in her hand, her brows full of anxiety. Her clear eyes revealed deep concern and confusion for Lin Xiaofeng, as if she wanted to explore all the answers through the deep black. "I really don't understand, how can you carry such a heavy burden alone?" She asked, every word revealed confusion and worry. Lin Xiaofeng spread her hands helplessly, with a bitter smile in her eyes. She replied: "I actually have no choice. This doctor of science project is too important to me and the country. I can't watch it stagnate, and I can't take the risk of handing it over to the court to make a decision slowly. You know, in such a decision-making process, there will definitely be a lot of compromises and exchanges of interests. In the end, this doctor of science project may be abandoned or become unrecognizable. I really don't dare to take this risk." Her voice, although calm, revealed deep concern for the future of the country and her unparalleled determination for the doctor of science project.

Li Dexian was silent after hearing this, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. She could understand Lin Xiaofeng's worries and determination, but she felt sorry for her for bearing all this alone. The moonlight was like water, shining through the window and sprinkling on the ground. The shadows of the two people were stretched long on the wall, as if telling the endless thoughts in their hearts.

The atmosphere in the room seemed a bit depressing, and the uncertainty of the future was like a huge rock pressing on the hearts of the two people. But they still sat upright with firm eyes, as if announcing to the world: no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, they have the determination and courage to face them.

The tea had gone cold, and the bitter taste spread in their mouths, just like their mood at the moment. But neither of them was in the mood to change the tea, they just sat quietly, immersed in their own thoughts.

Li Dexian finally broke the long silence. She took a deep breath and said, "Those scholars who are making trouble are indeed a big trouble. Although temporary concessions can temporarily stabilize the situation, the root cause of the problem has not been solved, and the hidden dangers will always exist."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded in agreement. She said calmly, "But there is no rush to deal with them now. I have sent people to surround the mansion, so that they can leave but not enter. When they are hungry and thirsty and exhausted, we will see how the situation develops." Her voice revealed an unquestionable determination.

The next morning, the sun shone through the clouds outside the mansion. After a night of tossing and waiting, the weak scholars looked exhausted. They were beaten and driven away last night, cold and hungry, and each of them looked very depressed. The mansion was strictly guarded by the Jinyiwei. It was possible to leave, but it was difficult to get in again.

In the crowd, Zhou Xuemao felt a heavy stomach and an urgent need to urinate. He looked around and found that everyone looked embarrassed, obviously facing the same dilemma. However, as scholars, how could they urinate openly on the street? That was too uncivilized. Zhou Xuemao endured for a long time and finally stood up with difficulty. He picked up a broken branch from nowhere, supported his body, and limped to the door of the mansion.

Zhou Xuemao was still full of vigor and energy last night, but now he is bruised and battered. He raised his cane and said in a weak but firm voice: "Brothers, those hooligans took the opportunity to cause trouble last night. It must be that Lin Xiaofeng knew he was unreasonable and attacked us by any means. But I want to say that the more they oppose, the more it seems that we are right!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian looked at each other, and saw surprise and respect in each other's eyes. They didn't expect that these weak scholars would have such firm beliefs and determination, and would not give up their pursuit even in the face of difficulties.

The sun shone on Zhou Xuemao, as if he was covered with a golden halo, and his voice seemed to be endowed with some kind of sacred power, allowing everyone present to feel his inner determination and perseverance. This power seemed to be able to be passed on to everyone present, making them feel an invisible encouragement.

At this time, Lin Xiaofeng turned to the Jinyiwei beside him and asked, "Have you found the leader of this riot?" The Jinyiwei replied, "My lord, the most active one at the moment is Zhou Xuemao who is speaking. We have already investigated his identity. He is the eldest son of Lord Zhou Hongzhou."

"Zhou Hong!?" Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian exclaimed at the same time, with incredible looks on their faces. The name Zhou Hong was not unfamiliar to them. He was the Right Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate and a second-rank official in the court. His official position was higher than theirs. Moreover, Zhou Hong was upright and resolute in his work. He was an old minister who had fought with the emperor to conquer the world. Although the position of Right Censor-in-Chief required him to travel around the country all year round, he did not communicate much with the court and had an average relationship with them, but he had never had any conflicts.

Lin Xiaofeng frowned and fell into deep thought, his eyes flashing with doubt and inquiry. Faced with his son's sudden behavior, he was full of confusion. Why did Zhou Xuemao, the son he once thought was well-behaved and sensible, stand up and cause trouble? Is there some unknown secret behind this?

He looked up into the distance, and the clouds floating in the sky were as chaotic as his thoughts. Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement, and then asked, "Is Zhou Xuemao behaving in any other abnormal way?"

The Royal Guards replied, "We found out that he likes socializing very much. He can be found in all the restaurants and brothels in the capital. But strangely, he failed the imperial examinations repeatedly, which seems to be inconsistent with his talent and efforts."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian looked at each other and saw deep worry in each other's eyes. They began to realize that this matter was not simple and there might be deeper contradictions and entanglements behind it.

Li Dexian said eagerly: "Old Lin, things will be easy this way. You can just contact his father and ask him to call his son back." However, Lin Xiaofeng did not respond immediately. He raised his hand and signaled Li Dexian to be patient.

He pondered for a moment and said slowly, "No, Zhou Xuemao was just a fuse. The key to the problem is not him. Even if he is not there, there will be others who will stand up and cause trouble in the future. The fact that these people can get a lot of support shows that their dissatisfaction and contradictions have accumulated to an unbearable level. We must resolve the deeper contradictions before we can truly calm this storm."

Li Dexian fell into deep thought after listening to Lin Xiaofeng's words. He understood that this problem was much more complicated than he had imagined, and he needed to explore the causes and contradictions in depth to find a practical solution.

Just as the two were lost in thought, Li Dexian suddenly patted Lin Xiaofeng on the shoulder, pointed at the door of the mansion and said, "Old Lin, look at that man, he seems to want to pee at your door!"

Lin Xiaofeng turned around and saw a scholar standing at the door of the mansion, looking around awkwardly. He was obviously in a desperate need to urinate, but there was no suitable toilet nearby. Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but widen his eyes and scolded, "How uncultured!" His tone revealed his dissatisfaction and helplessness with this phenomenon.

At this moment, Zhou Xuemao stood in the crowd angrily, his fists clenched, and the veins on his arms bulged. The sunlight shone on his face, which was twisted by anger, making his expression look a little ferocious. He suddenly lifted his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms, and said loudly to everyone: "Lin Xiaofeng is too much! He has forced us into a desperate situation and now he is using the Jinyiwei to suppress us. I decided to protest at his doorstep to show him our determination!"

As Zhou Xuemao's shout fell, a chorus of echoes rang out from the crowd. Anger spread rapidly among the crowd like fire. At the same time, Lin Xiaofeng in the mansion also noticed the abnormal situation outside. He hurriedly found his close friend Xiang Xiehong to discuss countermeasures, and walked out of the mansion quickly.

"These scholars are so outrageous! They actually came to our doorstep to cause trouble." Lin Xiaofeng said to Xiang Xiehong as he walked hurriedly, "We must calm this disturbance as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

"Don't worry, Lao Lin." Xiang Xiehong responded with a wry smile, "This kind of sit-in protest is too old-fashioned. It's just that some scholars and scholars want to take this opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction. As long as we communicate with them and explain the truth and the reasons, I believe they will understand and disperse."

As they were talking, the two had already arrived at the gate of the mansion, only to see Zhou Xuemao and others gathered there. They were either sitting or standing, with anger and dissatisfaction written all over their faces. At this time, Zhou Xuemao just wanted to quietly leave the crowd to solve an urgent problem.

However, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a chill. He looked up and saw a pen extended in front of him. It turned out that several scholars in long robes had been standing in front of him at some point. They were holding paper and pen, as if they wanted to interview him.

Zhou Xuemao asked in shock and anger: "Who are you? What do you want to do?" The leader was Xiang Xiehong, who answered seriously: "I am Xiang Xiehong, a reporter from Beilang Daily. I heard last night that some scholars were here to denounce Jianye Hou, so I came here specially to interview you." As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Xuemao and continued: "I see that you, a scholar, seem to want to solve your urgent problem on the street, but I want to remind you that we, Beilang Daily and Jingdu Bingmasi, have always advocated civilization and hygiene, so we encourage everyone to use public toilets."

Zhou Xuemao's face flushed red at Xiang Xiehong's words. He angrily said, "Who said I was going to pee on the street? Which eye of yours saw it?" However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiang Xiehong: "We at Beilang Daily have the special interview rights. Now we can walk around freely on the street. So are you willing to accept our interview?"

"I don't want to!" Zhou Xuemao glared at you and shouted angrily, "You and Lin Xiaofeng are birds of a feather, get out of here!" Xiang Xiehong was not angry. He calmly led the reporters to retreat to the side of the Jinyiwei, glanced at the scholars present, and then said loudly: "Anyone who is willing to accept our interview, please come here. In addition, I would like to remind everyone to pay attention to hygiene and civilization, develop good habits, create a good environment for others, overcome bad habits, and move towards civilization..."

Zhou Xuemao walked down the stairs with a furious look on his face. His steps seemed extremely heavy, as if every step was filled with endless anger. He sat down on the ground, and the muscles on his face twisted with anger, making his originally handsome face look hideous. His face was extremely ugly, like dead ashes blown by the cold wind, losing all vitality.

He stared with wide eyes, angrily staring at Xiang Xiehong and other guys who were still promoting so-called civilization. His eyes were full of burning anger, as if he wanted to burn these hypocritical people to death. The rage in his heart was burning fiercely, making him feel suffocated and hot. He clenched his fists and tried his best to restrain his urge to rush forward and punch.

However, besides being angry, he suddenly felt the urge to urinate. This sudden physiological urge made him feel embarrassed and helpless, and Xue Mao's face instantly became uglier. He gritted his teeth and endured it, trying to fight this indescribable urge, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The scholars around also felt the awkward atmosphere, and their faces turned red like pig livers. They stared at Xiang Xiehong and others angrily. These scholars who originally planned to protest were forced to this point at this moment, and their anger was imaginable. They wanted to take action, but they had to swallow their anger because of the Jinyiwei beside them. What's more, they knew that even if they took action, it would be useless. If they were beaten to a pulp, how could they raise their heads in the academic world in the future? !
Li Dexian noticed this scene. He hid in the corner with a smirk on his face. He thought to himself: "Wow! Old Lin! You don't have to worry about them! We should quickly send people to the streets to spread the word that these people are stubborn elements who are sitting in protest against Beilang University and the imperial decree and would rather die than retreat! Then find some people to watch and let them see the ugly faces of these so-called scholars! In this way, we can destroy their morale one by one and make them collapse completely!"

Lin Xiaofeng also responded with a smile: "This is indeed a good idea. It can quickly put them to death. But this is not the fundamental way to solve the problem! If we do this, won't they hate us even more?! By then, the conflict between us and them will only get deeper and deeper, and we will definitely cause more trouble in the future! It will be even more difficult to deal with then!"

"And," Lin Xiaofeng paused and continued, "If they really get anxious, they will definitely cause trouble regardless of the consequences. What if we encounter some shameless lunatics who really make trouble at our doorstep, then how can we still live in this house?!"

Li Dexian asked in astonishment: "Then what do you want to do?!" There was a look of confusion and anxiety on his face, and he was obviously at a loss as to what to do with this problem.

Lin Xiaofeng did not answer immediately, but turned to the Jinyiwei standing beside him and said: "Go and prepare a batch of chamber pots and send them over! Remember! Apart from chamber pots, no one else is allowed to pass!" His tone was firm and decisive, and it was obvious that he had made sufficient preparations.

Then he said to another Jinyiwei: "Send two more people to the neighboring street to rent two large houses! They must be big enough to accommodate so many of them! And buy some food, bedding, tents and other necessities... Also prepare a sword... and wait for my further arrangements." His face showed a firm look of careful consideration, as if he had anticipated all possible outcomes.

The Jinyiwei took Lin Xiaofeng's instructions to heart and quickly left the alley. Li Dexian asked in a low voice: "What on earth do you want to do?! Are you preparing these things to support them?! What on earth are you planning?!" His face was full of confusion and puzzlement, and he obviously knew nothing about Lin Xiaofeng's plan.

Lin Xiaofeng pointed at the crowd and said with a smile: "What do they look like now?!" There was a sharp light flashing in his eyes, as if he had seen through the hearts of these scholars.

"Like what?!" Li Dexian scratched his head and said, "What else can they look like? Just like a group of stray dogs!" There was a hint of disdain and sarcasm in his tone, and it was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with the behavior of these scholars.

"That's right! It's like a stray dog!" Lin Xiaofeng said with a smile, "A stray dog ​​is the easiest to deal with! Do you know? They have nowhere to go and are homeless now. As long as we give them a temporary home, they will be grateful! I estimate that they can't hold on for another day at most! At that time, we can take advantage of the opportunity and catch them all in one fell swoop!" After speaking, he rubbed his hands and continued, "I haven't used this trick for a long time, and it's a little rusty, haha." A smug smile appeared on his face, as if he had foreseen the coming victory.

The night gradually deepened, and the lights in the study flickered in the breeze. Lin Xiaofeng still stood at his desk, his eyes firm and deep. He was making a careful plan on how to deal with these troublemakers. The pen in his hand quickly crossed the paper, and the ink flowed out continuously with his thoughts. He not only wanted to calm down this incident, but also wanted to win the hearts of candidates from all directions through this incident. His goal was not only to solve the problem at hand, but also to lay a solid foundation for promoting the concept of North Corridor University.

In this quiet night, Lin Xiaofeng's thoughts kept pouring out like a spring. He knew that he had a great responsibility, which was related to his personal honor and disgrace, the future of North Corridor University and the direction of the entire academic community. He had to act cautiously and could not make any mistakes. Therefore, in the process of making plans, he repeatedly pondered and thought carefully, striving to make it foolproof.

However, in the midst of his busy schedule, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little tired. He looked up at the window, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the window lattice, reflecting his resolute face. He knew that this struggle was far from over, and he had to persevere until the final victory came.

At this moment, the door of the study was gently pushed open. His wife, Li, came in with a bowl of hot chicken soup. Her face was filled with a gentle smile, and her eyes were full of concern and love for her husband. She said softly, "My husband, it's late at night. Drink some chicken soup to warm yourself up."

Lin Xiaofeng looked at his wife, and the fatigue in his heart instantly dissipated a lot. He took the chicken soup with a smile, drank it all in one breath, then took his wife's hand and said: "Thank you, ma'am. With you by my side to support and encourage me, I have infinite strength to face all difficulties and challenges."

Li held her husband's hand tightly and said, "Don't worry, my husband! I will take care of the household affairs! You must be careful and pay attention to safety!" Her eyes were shining with determination, as if telling her husband: no matter where or when, she would be his strongest support. (End of this chapter)