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“Hahaha! Good kid, it’s indeed refreshing!”

In the crowd, when the old man of the Imperial Ancestral Temple saw An Le leave elegantly, he announced to the entire world in an almost straightforward manner that it was impossible for him to cheat. It was as if he had slapped Prime Minister Qin’s face ruthlessly and said that Prime Minister Qin was blind.

This really made Zhao Huangting feel good. This temper of not wanting to bear gossip and compromise to live was really to Zhao Huangting’s liking.

Of course, Zhao Huangting knew that An Le relied on the righteous sword qi, which was extremely strong and upright. It had also fused with the Green Mountain sword qi and was unyielding.

When these two forces fused together, it naturally caused An Le to be unwilling to submit easily and be content with the current situation. Therefore, there was such a grand occasion where 3,000 ink bamboo pointed at the Prime Minister’s residence like a sword, proving the pride of a scholar.

If An Le suffered grievances and endured the rumors and slander from all directions, his mental state would definitely be humiliated, and his righteousness would also be destroyed. The brilliant sun would set and the light would dim.

In more serious cases, it might even cause the righteous sword qi to collapse and disappear, causing Green Mountain to be lost.

Zhao Huangting had yet to leave. He laughed unscrupulously on the spot and waited for a long time to see the subsequent reaction of Prime Minister Qin’s

Residence.

Although the First Headmaster and Third Headmaster of the Literary Department had taken action to suppress the mental power of the powerful cultivators in Prime Minister Qin’s Residence, Prime Minister Qin’s attitude was the most important.

Therefore, Zhao Huangting remained here because he planned to help An Le deal with some matters.

If Prime Minister Qin really wanted to use the matter of An Le’s righteous sword qi cutting Qin Qianqiu’s Spirit Refinement cultivation to cause trouble, Zhao Huangting would show Qin Lishi why the flowers were so red.

However, after waiting for a long time, Prime Minister Qin still did not say anything, as if he had silently suffered this loss.

Perhaps it was because he didn’t want to fall out with the Literary Department, or perhaps he really couldn’t bring himself to embarrass himself.

Qin Qianqiu’s mental power had been severed, and his cultivation level had fallen. It was all because of his own weakness. He was already a joke. If Prime Minister Qin continued to pursue this matter, it would only increase the mockery.

Putting aside whether they could capture An Le, who was jointly guaranteed by the Literary Department and the Lin Residence, the nature of capturing An Le had changed. It was no longer because of a cheating case.

If it was a cheating case, it would be difficult for the Literary Department and the Lin Residence to do it openly in the name of the Great Zhao Dynasty. However, Prime Minister Qin sent Qin Qianqiu out to apologize now, which showed his attitude.

If they continued to capture An Le, it would purely be a personal grudge. The Lin Residence would naturally fight to the end.

Therefore, Prime Minister Qin gave up. He could only suffer silently today.

In front of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence, the various factions knew that there was a solution and did not stay any longer.

Zhao Huangting left with a loud laugh. Madam Hua was like a spring breeze

and smiled brightly. She also got someone to drive the carriage away from Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.

Cao Fu, the junior official of Dali Temple, looked in the direction where An Le had left. He was also extremely surprised. He did not expect the young man to break through the situation in such a way and really succeed.

Prime Minister Qin said that An Le was involved in cheating. To any Spring Quarter Examination Provincial Scholar, it was a thunderous disaster. They would definitely have to go to the prison of the Dali Temple.

At that time, all kinds of methods might appear.

Cao Fu knew this very well, so he understood how difficult it was for An Le to break through the situation. However, the young man walked to Prime Minister Qin’s Residence and asked for a table, a chair, brush, ink, paper, and inkstone to complete the breakthrough.

“Torn bodies and crushed bones strike no fear, for they shall leave purity in the human world. What an impressive Master An.”

Cao Fu smiled, rather interested in An Le.

Compared to the Confucian scholars who were jealous of talents on the Literary Music Ranking of the Literary Department, An Le, who was filled with righteous qi, was really a treasure.

If there was a chance, he would definitely have a good drink with An Le.

Then, Cao Fu cupped his fists in the direction of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence and walked to the long table. He began to organize the to-be-famous Sword Finger Bamboo Sea Painting of the Prime Minister’s Residence.

He had provided these brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone. If Master An did not take it away… it was naturally his.

Cao Fu picked up a page of the poem and looked at the praiseworthy words on it. A trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

Painting could also trigger righteousness?

However, no matter what, it was already unusual for Master An to attract the righteous qi on the Literary Monument with an ink bamboo in front of everyone.

Putting away the Bamboo Sea Painting, Cao Fu couldn’t help but reveal a wisp of joy on his face.

The surrounding nobles who were watching the commotion also noticed the Bamboo Sea Painting. Their gazes were burning as they walked over one after another, wanting to ask Cao Fu for a look or bid.

How could Cao Fu be willing? Even if these nobles had extraordinary statuses, Cao Fu had the Capturing Saber at his waist. His aura was quite imposing as he rejected them one by one with confidence.

Until a black-clothed eunuch appeared, Cao Fu’s expression instantly collapsed.

This Eunuch Tong was a well-known figure by His Majesty’s side. His appearance this time naturally meant that the person in the Heavenly

Profound Palace was also paying attention to this matter. This painting could not be kept.

Seeing this, many nobles did not dare to ask anymore.

As expected, Eunuch Tong took the painting away.

Cao Fu’s heart was bleeding, but he could only sigh.

However, fortunately, some knowledgeable scholars and calligraphers would go back and sketch it. Perhaps the Bamboo Sea Painting could be reproduced and spread throughout Lin’an.

An Le left Jing Street in peace. The righteous sword qi on his body slowly dissipated and completely disappeared, retracting into his body.

His white clothes were as white as snow, and he carried two swords at his waist. He strolled along the long dike of the West Lake. The spring breeze blew gently, and the warm sun brushed against his body..