Chapter 58: See the Young Master!

The gatekeeper was anxious: "Eh! This young master, how can you—"

The servants of the Commandery Academy swarmed up and blocked the gatekeeper on the side. The gatekeeper hurriedly shouted: "Come here! Someone is breaking in!"

Wang Yang walked inside with big strides, shouting:

"Jiao Zheng! You bastard, get out! My Langya Wang clan has a hundred generations of glory, and you, a lowly slave, dare to play tricks?"

Several guards with knives rushed out of the garden and went straight to Wang Yang, but as soon as they heard the four words "Langya Wang clan," they didn't dare to act rashly.

Jiao Zheng walked over quickly with a few people, and was also stunned when he heard Wang Yang's words.

"Are you Jiao Zheng?" Wang Yang swept his eyes over this short and strong man who was dressed like a landlord, his eyes as contemptuous as possible.

Jiao Zheng looked Wang Yang up and down, his eyes unkind: "Are you—"

"Young Master Wang? Young Master Wang!" Butler He ran to Wang Yang's side and bowed: "The adult is hosting a banquet

"No time. Tell Liu Zhao I'm busy."

Steward He retreated with a submissive "yes."

The Commandery School, Liu Zhao, the Liu clan descendants... It's the Nieyang Liu clan!

Could this young man really be from the Langya Wang clan?

The corner of Jiao Zheng's eye twitched. He gave a look to the security guard, who hurried out to investigate.

Although Jiao Zheng's status was low, he had once served in the capital's Imperial Guard and had seen many important figures. Seeing Wang Yang acting so arrogant and domineering, he dared not lash out. Instead, he cupped his hands and said: "I am Jiao Zheng. May I ask, young master—"

Wang Yang interrupted him directly, scolding him roundly: "You have some nerve! How dare you secretly report to the Prince of Jingling, slandering my clan uncle for seizing people's farmland in Jingzhou! How many people are in your family, and can they withstand such trouble?"

The few sturdy servants beside Jiao Zheng could not stand their master being scolded. They rolled up their sleeves one after another, waiting only for their master's order to beat Wang Yang.

Wang Yang sneered: "Are you all tired of living? Can't wait to drag your master to the grave with you, right?"

At this moment, the guard who had gone to check the situation returned and whispered to Jiao Zheng that the ox cart parked outside bore the family crest of the Nieyang Liu clan.

Jiao Zheng hurriedly stopped his servants and clarified: "I know nothing of what you speak, young master! Furthermore, what qualifications do I have to report to the Prince of Jingling?"

He paused and then tentatively asked: "May I ask, who is your clan uncle—"

Wang Yang's tone was sharp: "Why play dumb? Is there any other Langya Wang clan in Jingzhou City?"

Previously, when Wang Yang mentioned the Langya Wang clan, Jiao Zheng had thought of that mysterious great aristocrat, Wang Tai, who lived in seclusion in the old Ding family residence on Shoukang Lane. It was just that he heard Wang Tai was nearly forty, which did not match the age of the youth before him. So he was still wondering, could another Langya Wang have come to Jingzhou?

Now, hearing Wang Yang say this, he assumed the "clan uncle" Wang Yang spoke of was indeed Wang Tai.

He hurriedly bowed: "So it is your uncle—"

Wang Yang impatiently interrupted: "You hold your office well, don't you? Eating Jingzhou's food while your heart is with the Prince of Jingling, inciting a prince and slandering court officials. I will report this to the Prince of Badong right now and see if he can tolerate you!"

Jiao Zheng was terrified by these words from Wang Yang.

The Prince of Jingling? The Prince of Badong? Inciting a prince and slandering court officials?

Although the words were brief, Jiao Zheng felt he understood a little.

This young master must have heard news from somewhere that he had secretly reported to the Prince of Jingling that Wang Tai was seizing farmland in Jingzhou, thereby accusing him of being a Jingzhou official and a subordinate of the Prince of Badong on the surface, but a private partisan of the Prince of Jingling in reality!

The Prince of Jingling was currently the Minister of Works assisting in state affairs, one of the Three Excellencies, with overwhelming power! If he were truly a partisan of the Prince of Jingling, would he be stuck here, holding such a tiny, insignificant official post?!

Unless he had been specifically planted here to secretly target the Prince of Badong.

Could it be that the Prince of Badong and the Prince of Jingling were fighting in the shadows?

But how could a small person like him get involved in a struggle of that level?

Besides, was such a secret something he was worthy of hearing?!!

Jiao Zheng cried out in grievance:

"Young master, I don't know where you got your information, but I have never communicated with the Prince of Jingling! Much less reported your uncle! Even if your uncle hadn't seized farmland, even if he had... I wouldn't dare report him even if I had ten times the courage!"

Wang Yang's gaze turned cold: "Do you dare to insult my uncle's clean reputation?"

Jiao Zheng hurriedly said: "I dare not, I dare not. I was just making an analogy—it's just that..."

Jiao Zheng weighed his words:

"It's just that, young master, no matter how low my status is, I am still a man with an official rank. You broke into my home and scolded me, yet I still do not know your identity."

Wang Yang's tone was slightly mocking: "A small official like you has the nerve to call yourself a 'man with an official rank?' Even the servants in my house have a higher rank than you. Are you worthy of knowing my identity?"

If you don't say it, you mother-f***er, how would I know?

Being from the Langya Wang clan is such a big deal, huh!

If I were from the Langya Wang clan, I'd be a General of Brave Cavalry by now! Would I be stuck here being mocked by a fool like you?

Does every person who walks in and says they are from the Langya Wang clan mean I have to kneel and welcome them, you mother-f***er?!

Jiao Zheng suppressed the anger in his heart and cupped his hands: "If you do not state your name and identity, how can I—"

"Young Master Wang, Young Master Wang!"

Steward He brought a maid to find Wang Yang.

Mother-f***er, they've turned my home into a gathering place! Jiao Zheng cursed inwardly.

Wang Yang frowned: "Didn't I tell you to let Liu Zhao wait? Why have you come again?"

Steward He bowed his head and reported: "This is the maid of Xie Xie Niangzi Xie Si, here to invite Young Master Wang."

Xie... Xie Xie Niangzi Xie Si?!

Jiao Zheng widened his eyes.

Wang Yang had previously instructed Steward He that there might be two groups of people looking for him later: one from the Xie family, and one delivering a fan.

The Xie family group was in a hurry, so he had someone wait at the gate of the Xie residence, and as soon as Xie Xie Niangzi Xie sent someone, they were to be led directly to Jiao Zheng's house. The fan delivery group was not in a hurry; if they came to the Commandery School, he was to have them redirected to Jiao Zheng's residence.

The maid curtsied: "My lady has returned to the residence and invites you to come over—"

"Tell her to wait," Wang Yang said brazenly.

The maid opened her eyes wide and looked up at Wang Yang, seemingly unable to believe that anyone would dare to be so rude to her mistress!

Wang Yang looked at the maid's innocent and bewildered expression, feeling a slight apology in his heart, but in order to dispel Jiao Zheng's doubts, he could not care less, and said in a casual tone:

"Go back and tell her that I am busy right now. I'll go see her when I have time tomorrow."

Jiao Zheng's jaw nearly dropped; the level of shock was no less than when he heard Wang Yang mention the Prince of Jingling and the Prince of Badong just now.

This is Xie Xie Niangzi Xie Si of the Chen Jun Xie family!!!

Countless noble young men seek a single glimpse and cannot obtain it.

And this person actually said something like "I'll go see her when I have time tomorrow"?!

Is this human language?!!!

Steward He thought to himself: This must be what Young Master Wang calls "acting cool." Speaking of acting cool, which two characters are they exactly?

The maid was so angry her face turned livid. You were the one who came to find my lady first, and then my lady let me invite you over. Now, why does it sound like my lady is begging you to come?

After all, she was a maid of a famous family; even though she was extremely angry, she did not break etiquette. She bowed and took her leave, determined to repeat these words to her lady without missing a single one!

Jiao Zheng hurriedly gestured, signaling a servant to follow the Xie residence maid.

When Wang Yang turned his head back, Jiao Zheng was already bowing respectfully with cupped hands:

"Your subordinate, Jiao Zheng, Military Advisor of the Jingzhou External Troops, pays respects to Young Master Wang of Langya!"