Chapter 24: Blocking the Road

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  Fu Jiong had just paid his respects to the teacher, and with a somewhat shameful expression, he followed Wei Zhao and asked him about the meaning of what he had just said. The young man's forehead was covered in fine sweat, and his face turned even paler.

  Wei Zuo also did not hide his private thoughts and expressed his grand wishes about 'establishing the heart of heaven and earth, establishing the life of the people, continuing the unfinished work of the ancient sages, and opening up a peaceful world for all generations'. As a result, he shocked the young man to the point where he almost knelt down on the ground and vowed to follow him to death.

  Wei Zao shook his head, these ancient people with elm knots couldn't even hear jokes. However, he also quite liked this honest student, although he wasn't qualified to take on an apprentice yet, it didn't hinder him from teaching in person.

  Wei Zuo walked while instilling in Fu Rong the idea that "when prosperous, benefit the world; when poor, cultivate oneself" without considering whether he could accept it immediately.

  Fu Jie seemed to have never come into contact with these things before, listening with relish, occasionally asking a question, his expression excited and puzzled, frowning from time to time, looking extremely perplexed.

  "Hey, isn't this Young Master Wei?" A sudden, eerie and strange voice sounded from behind the three people.

  Wei Xiao slightly furrowed his brow, let out a sigh, and somewhat reluctantly turned his head.

  Chen Zhuo, Jiang You, and a young man in Chinese tunic suit with a cold smile on his face, probably the one who spoke.

  Wei Zhuo gazed at the three people with a faint smile, his expression very calm and serene.

  Xiangliang wrinkled her small nose, her big eyes shining brightly as she stared at Chen Zhuo, her little face full of strange smiles.

  Fu Yan's face was slightly dazed and pale, and he subconsciously leaned towards Wei Zhao.

  Wei Zhao, with a smile full of expectation, raised his right hand towards the three and said "Amitabha", then asked: "Young Master Chen, Young Master Jiang, what is this thing?"

  Some people have a gangster mentality, Wei Xiao understood this principle very well, so he took the initiative.

  That last one, upon hearing 'that person', raised his head, gently swaying his fan, with a look of disdain. But as soon as Wei Zhao's words fell, his haughty disdain instantly turned into a deep purple color.

  Xiangliang had been prepared, covering her small mouth with her hand, and chuckled. Fu Yang, on the other hand, burst out laughing with a "ha", seeing the three people's suddenly appearing ferocious faces, hurriedly held his breath and stifled his voice, but still couldn't hide the laughter on his face.

  Chen Zhuo's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes gloomily staring at Wei Zhao, his heart firmly silent, cold smile after another.

  Jiang You's expression didn't change, but his occasionally furrowed and relaxed eyebrows revealed the anxiety in his heart.

  The young master on Chen Zhuo's right side took a deep breath, suddenly closed his fan and said with disdain: "This young master has seen through him. I used to think that Wei Lixuan had some talent, but it turns out he's just a petty person with sharp teeth and a sharp tongue."

  He looked at this smooth-talking young man, sizing him up, nodded and said: "You're also one of the Chen family's protégés, aren't you?"

  His expression immediately stiffened again, as black as ink, his breathing a bit heavy, his eyes cold and piercing staring at Wei Zuo. He was not Feng Youli, he regretted becoming Chen Zhuo's donor! Now Wei Zuo was lightly stroking his inverted scales with a calm and gentle manner, a surge of suffocating air suddenly rose to his brain, his body instantly unstable and trembling.

  Wei Zhao seemed completely oblivious to the fact that Lian Wei had already reached the edge of anger, and turned his head to Chen Zhuo: "I'm saying, Chen Zhuo, your Chen family is also the second-largest merchant in Jinling after my Wei family. Don't you think it's embarrassing to bring someone like this out? Even if you don't think so, you should consider us other two families. This isn't just losing face for your Chen family, but mainly for our Wei family as the leader of the Chamber of Commerce. Your Chen family doesn't care, but we Wei family still need to save face. Such a...person, shouldn't be brought out next time, really... Ah! Brother Jiang, don't you agree?"

  Chen Zhuo's face was as black as ink, and he kept reminding himself to be patient. However, when he saw Wei Zhao's handsome and elegant appearance, his chest felt like it was going to explode, causing him great discomfort.

  Jiang You's expression was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Wei Xiao to suddenly shift the fire onto him. He quietly swept a glance at Chen Zhuo, whose gaze was as cold as a sharp blade, and awkwardly replied that it wasn't him, but not answering also wasn't an option.

  But that young master had already been enraged, unable to restrain himself. His chest heaved violently, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he glared at Wei Zhao with a fierce gaze.

  "Wei Zhao, I want to compete with you!" Lian Bu's face turned red with anger, seeing Jiang You's hesitant expression, he suddenly shouted loudly at Wei Zhao's gloomy face.

  This cold shout instantly stunned the people around, but soon everyone reacted and swarmed in, surrounding several people inside and out.

  "What? Isn't this Chen Zhuo? I thought he was at home recovering from illness, how did he come out again?"

  "Yes, that's right! I heard he has been studying hard at home for three years and is determined to get into high school this year?"

  "Hmm, hmm, three years ago I failed the imperial examination, I thought for sure I'd pass this year..."

  "Who is that? It seems like he's against Chen Zhuo and them?"

  "Really, seems a bit familiar, like I've seen him somewhere before? But judging from his appearance, that guy doesn't seem to be afraid of Chen Zhuo and the others..."

  Everyone was talking and gossiping, their eyes also boldly sizing up a few people.

  Wei Zhao looked around at the crowd that was densely packed and couldn't help but sigh. He finally understood why those bookworms in the books would always take the bait when someone provoked them - looking at this scene, it seemed like they had no choice but to fight back.

  "Alright then, let's discuss Buddhism. Each of us will ask three questions, whoever answers more correctly wins." Wei Xiao thought about ending the battle quickly and spoke first.

  With a gloomy face, he glanced around and turned his head to stare at Wei Zhao with cold eyes, saying: "What if I follow your advice, you fake genius!"

  Wei Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his mouth corners twitched upwards. Suddenly, the surrounding area erupted in a deafening explosion.

  "I recall, he is Wei Zuo Wei Li Yuan, isn't he the one who was invited by Master Yin Kong to enter his meditation chamber?"

  "Ah, I remember now, it's said that he also composed two poems on the spot, both of which were masterpieces, and as a result, Master Yin Kong regarded him as a kindred spirit and invited him to his chambers for a heart-to-heart talk..."

  "Hey, don't listen to those rumors. I know that Wei Zhao is a fake and can't even write poetry..."

  "What? Really? Then all those rumors were false, and Master Yin Kong's affair can't be believed either?"

  "That's natural, I saw it with my own eyes. Wei Zhao wrote a poem in the style of San Yue at the Huiwen Tower, but it was not even as good as something a three-year-old child would write. He was so ashamed that he ran away on the spot..."

  "Wah wah wah, brother, is this true? Hurry up and tell me, tell me..."

  The sound of waves all around, rising and falling, suddenly surging above the heads of several people. The noise was chaotic, no one could hear what was being said.

  Wei Zhao lightly turned his head to glance at the two little guys who were furious, Xiang Qiang and Fu Yang immediately retreated, after a moment of stunned silence, they exchanged a strange smile, their eyes scanning Chen Zhuo and the others with great interest.

  Chen Zhuo listened to the surrounding discussions, and instinctively drank the June honey snow, from the soles of his feet to the ends of his hair, the injuries on his body seemed to have improved instantly, and his whole body felt light and refreshed. His gaze towards Wei Zhao was even more smiling and affectionate, like an old friend of a hundred years.