I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Chapter 773 2 Difficulties.

"A Confucian disciple, a Confucian disciple actually ended up like this."

"Chen Zhihe, could he be the Qilinzi from Qiuzhou? He is indeed a handsome man."

"It seems like there will be some good shows to watch today."

In the stands, the crowd was talking.

Everyone was surprised at Chen Zhihe's sudden death.

The various elementary school factions rushed to the scene in order to please both sides.

In this way, Confucianism, Mohism, medicine and other schools will not have to take action.

As long as the royal family turns a blind eye, they can preserve the last bit of dignity.

However, I never thought that the first to break this tacit understanding would be Confucianism, the leader of all schools of thought.

"Mr. Chen, please teach me."

The man from the Danqing family, holding a mop-like brush in his hand, saluted Chen Zhihe.

"please."

Chen Zhihe made a gesture of invitation and stood where he was, without taking the initiative to make a move.

...

In the royal seat.

Shanshan frowned, her face was very gloomy, and she whispered anxiously in Zhao Chuyi's ear,

"Princess, do you really want to..."

"What do you want?"

Zhao Chuyi turned her head and looked at her expressionlessly.

"Looking for a son-in-law!"

Shanshan gritted her teeth and uttered these three words.

While he was looking for "trouble" with Li Mu, he also sent another team to deal with Chen Zhihe.

After all, according to the intelligence, Chen Zhihe is only at the third level, a complete weakling, and there is no need for her to take action personally.

Shanshan was a little discouraged.

If she had known earlier, she would have dealt with Chen Zhihe first. Maybe the master would reward her.

The gloom in Zhao Chuyi's eyes flashed away, and she did not answer, but changed the subject,

"What did you do the other day?"

"I……"

Shanshan was shocked. Zhao Chuyi hadn't mentioned it before, and she thought the matter was over. She didn't expect Zhao Chuyi to choose to ask at this time.

It is exactly as Master Young Master said.

The princess is a small glutinous rice dumpling with sesame filling. Looking at the soft and sticky little white dumpling, I feel dark inside.

After a brief panic, Shanshan calmed down. She had already thought of an explanation for this matter, so she hurriedly said seriously,

"Didn't I tell the princess that Master asked me to go and welcome Master to the capital? Did the princess forget?"

"Did you say that?"

Zhao Chuyi was stunned. She didn't remember Shanshan telling her this.

"Of course I did. The princess has been so busy these days that she must have forgotten."

Shanshan acted coquettishly and grabbed Zhao Chuyi's arm and shook it.

"Did I forget..."

Zhao Chuyi nodded slightly, looked in the direction of Mu Zhen, and said hesitantly,

"Sir, has the young master really left the capital?"

"But what else did I tell you?"

"He left! Of course he left! He's been gone for many days!"

Shanshan noticed Zhao Chuyi's gaze and thought she had seen something, so she quickly spoke with certainty.

Then he pretended to think hard, and after a moment he continued,

"Master didn't tell me anything else... Oh, Master told me to let Shanshan take good care of the princess and not let her get too tired."

Shanshan was talking nonsense, and anyone could tell it was a lie.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuyi's eyes lit up and she turned back to look at Shanshan.

"Really? Sir, did you really say that?"

"Ah."

Shanshan nodded woodenly. She was just saying it casually and didn't expect Zhao Chuyi to believe it.

Seeing Shanshan nod, Zhao Chuyi grabbed her wrist and said in an anxious tone,

"Did the young master say anything else?"

Shanshan narrowed her eyes, frowned and stared at Zhao Chuyi, hesitating for a moment and asked,

"Princess, what happened between you and Master?"

Zhao Chuyi pursed her lips, her eyes darkened, and after thinking for a while she asked,

"Shanshan, if, I mean if, I let you be with the young master and, and..."

"Shanshan knows what the princess wants to ask. Princess, you don't need to say anything. No matter what it is, Shanshan will choose Master!"

Before Zhao Chuyi finished speaking, Shanshan replied without hesitation.

"If it's me and the young master, and you choose..."

Zhao Chuyi had already guessed that Shanshan would give this answer, but she still asked with some hopelessness.

"Shanshan still chooses Master!"

Shanshan still didn't think and blurted out the answer.

"You heartless bitch, please consider this for a moment!"

"Don't think about it."

Shanshan shook her head and spoke with confidence.

"Heh." Zhao Chuyi seemed to be amused by Shanshan. She reached out and touched her fluffy hair, and said in a gentle tone,

"Shanshan wants to leave the palace..."

Shanshan didn't notice anything unusual about Zhao Chuyi.

In her opinion, Zhao Chuyi's problem was not a problem at all.

What ifs? As long as Master Young Master is here, there are no ifs.

Although Shanshan is not very smart, she is very clear-headed. She will never waste time on internal conflicts if problems can be solved by just acting coquettishly with her master.

Suddenly, she remembered what Li Mu had said before, and hurriedly said,

"By the way, Princess, Shanshan has been thinking about taking care of Master these days. Can I..."

"Sure, Shanshan can leave the palace anytime she wants."

Zhao Chuyi smiled and nodded, hiding the reluctance in her heart very well.

She felt sad and envious at Shanshan's answer without hesitation.

That day in the back garden of the imperial palace, Li Mu, who was already a commoner, did not choose her.

How could Li Mu, who will be the future King of Zhennan, be willing to become a "concubine" in her harem?

The identities of the two people have long made it impossible to make an easy choice.

Zhao Chuyi seemed to have entered a dead end.

That is, she wants enough power to keep her "great hero" by her side.

She was also afraid that her greed would ruin this man and make him no longer as dazzling as before.

"First grade of junior high school?"

At this moment, the queen in the curtain beside her suddenly spoke.

Zhao Chuyi turned her head and responded in confusion, "Mother, you called me?"

"What do you think of Mr. Chen?"

"Yes, he is a man of both civil and military talents, a pillar of the country."

Zhao Chuyi nodded, her tone flat and without any emotion.

"The first day of the new year..."

The Queen hesitated and said,

"As long as you are willing, the Queen Mother in the Southern Region can help you..."

"You can't do that, mother!"

Zhao Chuyi was a little excited.

She knew what the queen meant.

As long as Li Mu is not the King of Zhennan, their matter will not be difficult.

But she didn't want to ruin Li Mu's "bright future".

"Mother, you must not create any rift with the Southern Region right now. I know that you care about me, and I know what is important."

"Well, if you don't want to, let's end this farce today."

The queen sighed, her tone full of doting on Zhao Chuyi.

...

"it is good!"

"Before, I only knew that this Qilinzi was good at literature and could stabilize the country, but I didn't expect that he was also so good at martial arts."

"This person is obviously only at the third level, why is he so powerful? Is there some shady plot?"

"Bullshit, is it so hard to admit that others are excellent?"

"Oh, the people from the Mohist School, the Taoist School, and the Medical School have not yet finished their battles. It is still unknown who is stronger and who is weaker."

"I bet that the champion today must be Master Chen. If the other families were dissatisfied, they would have sent their disciples to the battlefield long ago. Now they dare not show their heads. It is obvious that they are afraid of Master Chen."

There was another uproar in the stands.

In a short period of time, Chen Zhihe has defeated six opponents who came on stage to challenge him. What is shocking is that no one can make his feet move more than half an inch.

Not to mention the long sword at his waist that had never been unsheathed from beginning to end.