Chapter 1117: Ancient Academy Records, Lots of Fun 04

Xie Yuancheng is really scared!

If Jin Chen leaves, Father Emperor will find out about this, and he will definitely not escape a scolding!

Moreover, the whole city's people are waiting for them to win!

Not hearing Jin Chen's response, Xie Yuancheng looked up at him again, cheeks puffed, and said, "Say something!"

"Well, since the little Crown Prince sincerely invited me, I won't leave."

Jin Chen then patted Xie Yuancheng's head, laughing heartily, "But there's no need to eat six meals a day."

It is necessary, of course it is necessary.

Xie Yuancheng, holding back Tears flower, secretly held a grudge.

For the remaining three meals, suffering loss, beatings, and humiliation, this Crown Prince doesn't believe he can't still deal with you!

"Just now I spoke rudely; I hope the Young Pavilion Master will forgive."

Murong Qian, having served these young masters for a long time, can also be flexible.

Jin Chen smiled and said, "As a student, I certainly won't hold a grudge, and I hope to continue learning from Master Duoduo."

Murong Qian thought, "What else could I teach the Divine Pavilion disciples?"

Lingxiao patted Jin Chen's head and said, "You brat, how dare you speak to Master like that!"

"... Hiss." Jin Chen winced in pain, and bowed respectfully to Murong Qian.

Can't afford to provoke, can't afford to provoke.

Lingxiao immediately let Murong Qian relax, heroic and bold, saying, "Although we martial artists don't fuss over trivialities, how could a master apologize to a student?"

"Rest assured, before coming, Jin Chen's father said not to worry about his status; this brat I've raised since childhood listens when beaten."

"The others are the same; since they've become disciples, they don't need to worry about status and can be trained as we like."

Jin Chen: "..."

"I want to save face, thank you."

Upon hearing this, Murong Qian almost teared up, he was so moved.

But we still need to maintain the master's dignity.

"You could say today we've become acquainted through not fighting; let's all get to know each other."

Xie Yuancheng wiped away his Tears flower, clasped his fists toward them, his voice clear and lofty, his appearance noble.

"Crown Prince Xie Yuancheng."

"Prince of Yi Heir Apparent Xie Beiyao." "Jiangyang Commandery Princess Jiang Yao." "Dongping Marquis Lan Wuyang." "Secretariat Residence Ling Xiuyu."

Tingyang listened with effort, only knowing their identities were impressive, he laughed and clasped his fists, "Blazing Flame Mountain Villa Tingyang."

"Wu Lin Alliance Wan Zhou." "Beast Taming Gate Ye Susu." "Medicine Valley Si Ning."

Jiang Yao's mouth twitched, thinking, "No wonder Ye Susu isn't afraid of snakes! Truly a miscalculation."

After this self-introduction, Lingxiao and Murong Qian noticed that these brats deliberately hid their unique secret techniques and didn't mention them, guessing they were still holding a grudge.

The two each had their own thoughts, exchanged a glance.

"Alright, you first review your lessons in the academy, I'll take Jin Chen and them to familiarize ourselves with the academy environment and dormitory." Murong Qian knew they wouldn't listen, and also instructed Ling Xiuyu, "Make sure to watch over His Highness."

Ling Xiuyu recalled his sincere answer.

"Master Qian, rest assured."

After they left, the messy academy only had the five royal children left.

Xie Yuancheng immediately slammed the table, "This foul anger! I must vent it!"

Lan Wuyang raised both hands in agreement, "I, young master, have never been thrown like this before! I must be given another lesson!"

Ling Xiuyu gave a few symbolic words of advice.

"That's the Divine Pavilion; Yuancheng still needs to assess the situation."

Xie Beiyao nodded along, "Xiuyu is right."

Xie Yuancheng exclaimed, "Hey!", not taking it to heart at all, "Then let's do it secretly, unknown to gods and ghosts!"

He clenched his fists, angry, "Otherwise tonight I'll surely be too angry to sleep."

Jiang Yao snorted, "Right! Take out those hidden secret treasures!"

Ling Xiuyu: "Okay, I agree."

The change in attitude can be said to be extremely swift.

The five heads gathered again, whispering, and finally came up with a brilliant plan.

"Older sister Yao will stay in the academy to prevent the Old Master from suddenly coming to check lessons."

Xie Yuancheng also remembered to prepare in advance, hooking his fingers, "If the Old Master comes, we must promptly send word!"

"Good! You can go ahead without worry."

Jiang Yao patted her chest.

Xie Yuancheng, with three other companions, sneaked out of the academy, dodging others to crawl into the firewood shed—their secret weapons storage.

Lan Wuyang kept watch outside the firewood shed, the naturally strong Xie Beiyao directly lifted the well cover, Xie Yuancheng skillfully jumped in, and then items were thrown out one by one, while Ling Xiuyu was responsible for picking them up and hiding them well, their cooperation extremely tacit.

"Is that enough? Any more and we won't have time to set up!"

Ling Xiuyu clung to a pile of prank tools, shouting softly down the well, the gentle youth's demeanor was weakened a bit, extremely comical.

"Good good good! Brother Xiuyu, move aside a bit, I'm afraid I'll hit you."

Xie Yuancheng shouted from the bottom of the well.

Then he flew out holding a bag of soybeans, standing at the well's edge swaying unsteadily, his yellow robe swaying, "Oh dear, oh dear, so heavy."

Xie Yuancheng popped the bag into Xie Beiyao's arms with a "bam".

"Hey, much easier now."

Xie Beiyao effortlessly lifted it up, saying, "Let's go."

"Quick quick quick!" Lan Wuyang poked his head in from outside, "I just heard the third call of the messenger bird—just as Old Master was crossing the arched bridge to the front courtyard!"

Under Xie Yuancheng's leadership, four royal family members, rich or noble, sneaked through the front courtyard study hall, took the Zhu Lin shortcut, and Murong Qian's group arrived at the rear courtyard first.

As before, Lan Wuyang poked his head to look, while Xie Yuancheng began setting the trap.

Not long after, Xie Yuancheng rolled up his sleeves, wiped his face, looking like a tabby cat, and said, "Good! Let's see how this Crown Prince makes Jin Chen look good today!"

"Hide quickly!" Xie Beiyao pressed his head, hiding behind the corridor pillar, waiting for Jin Chen's group to pass through the arched bridge.

"Oh no!!"

Lan Wuyang came running over in a panic, "Old Master! Old Master is coming over, he hasn't gone to the front courtyard yet!"

The three of them took a deep breath in unison, Xie Yuancheng patted his head, eyes wide, and said, "Didn't you say Old Master had left the arched bridge?"

"It's over, it's over... Old Master must have woken up late from his nap today."

Lan Wuyang held his head, distressed, "What should we do?"

Xie Yuancheng hurried over to stop him, but the Old Master, who was about to step onto the arched bridge, was hard of hearing and didn't catch it, so he sped up.

"Don't come over!!" Xie Yuancheng waved his hands, jumping up and down in anxiety, "Old Master——don't come over——"

The Old Master on the other side of the bridge exclaimed, hand behind his ear, "What?"

"... Come over!"

"Ah! Okay, little Highness, don't rush, this old man is coming over right away!"

The Old Master chuckled, hands behind his back, quickening his pace.

Just then, Murong Qian led Jin Chen and a few others to the small path beside the arched bridge; the Murong brothers immediately bowed to the Old Master, and so Lingxiao also stopped, leading the Five Jianghu Heroes in paying respects.

But after a while, there was still no response from the Old Master, and everyone looked up.

"Ah!!"

The Old Master stepped on the soybeans at the steps, slipped and sat down sliding down with a thud thud thud; each thud made his old face turn a shade paler. He barely managed to cross the arched bridge but couldn't stand up, sliding along the soybeans all the way to the wall corner, where he collided, his vision dimming.

"Ouch!"

The Old Master slowly held his waist and rose, then heard Lan Wuyang shouting from across, "Don't……get up!!"

But it was too late; just as the Old Master steadied himself, he stepped on the wooden stick beside the soybeans where the iron rake lay. With a clang, the iron rake sprang upright, striking him squarely on the head. His head buzzed for a moment, and as he stared cross‑eyed, he staggered, then stepping down again landed squarely in the animal trap.

With a snap, the trap did not release his foot.

"Ouch ow!"

He glared with his old eyes, the pain snapping him awake; he blew his beard, glared, and hopped on one foot, hopping and hopping again stepped on the soybeans.

"Old Master!" Murong Qian shouted, but being too far away, he could only watch helplessly as the Old Master hopped on one foot into the brocade carp pond, splashing water everywhere.

The four of Xie Yuancheng on the opposite side of the bridge: "……"

"It's over, completely over."

Jin Chen: "……pff."

Five Jianghu Heroes: "hahahahaha!"

They laughed, doubling over, limbs flailing.

Tingyang held his stomach, "Ouch……I can't……this trap is too stupid……hahahaha!"

Murong Qian and Kun brothers hurriedly jumped in to rescue him; the Old Master, dizzy and blurred‑visioned, crawled out of the brocade carp pond, still with a carp in his mouth.

He put his hands on his hips and roared, "Xie Yuancheng!!!"

The instigator, Xie Yuancheng, saw his vision go dark, covered his ears, unwilling to accept the fact.