Chapter 153 [Is it a thing?]

Author: Bijian Xingke

Chapter 153 [Is it a thing?]

The man who proposed to bet and started the bet turned dark because he also blocked Fan Zui and would definitely beat someone today.

Fan Zui has been in Kyoto for five days, but today is his first public appearance.

Unexpectedly, I came to sue.

In order to confirm, Fan Zui's crime was sent to prison. Guo Baokun, a good general of the great country, also endured the torture of injury and came to the Kyoto Prefecture Office.

Seeing Fan Zui, the prefect of Kyoto was so scared that he stood up from his seat and asked carefully:

"General Fan, are you here? Please give me a seat."

If he is not careful, he will definitely have a place for the person being beaten today.

The prefect of Kyoto thought in his heart.

Two second-rank officials of the court went to lawsuits, but one of them was from the fifth-rank, and no one could afford to offend him.

Logically speaking, the position of Fuku Prefecture of Kyoto was the royal family who should have been in charge.

But back then, Emperor Qing helped him to this position.

Not many people have dared to cause trouble for him over the years, but the two people who came today are far from being able to offend him.

Even if he is guilty, he should not be sentenced.

I don’t know if the Minister of Rites is having a pitfall today or why, he actually handed over the paper in person.

Logically speaking, shouldn’t we go directly to the Imperial Study Room to make a decision?

There is something in it, and it is a big deal!

As for what happened, it was not something he, a little Kyoto prefect, could intervene.

The prefect of Kyoto felt bitter in his heart, but he did not dare to express his slightest.

Fan Zui glanced at the Kyoto prefect who had a clear record in the Rakshasa Hall and had secretly defected to the prince's camp. He did not give him any smiles, but said calmly:

"In the court, you can enforce the law impartially."

With you, the evil star, I dare to enforce the law impartially. Do you dare to hold back your actions?

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Guo, the Minister of Rites? It's been a long time since I saw you. I don't know how good it will be in the near future."

Ask it out, salt the wound.

This expression and this action are so appropriate!

A true drama master, an absolute level of actor.

With sincere and friendly eyes, Old Man Guo was a little confused when he saw it.

Hey, this expression is so sincere. Even he thinks Fan Zui seems to be his own person.

The two met by chance at the corner of the street and alleys, and greeted each other politely.

Looking at the two of them, which seemed calm but full of gunpowder, the Kyoto Prefecture sat down in the first place as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

He coughed twice, and then ordered: "Master, give the paper that Lord Guo handed over to... General Fan to see."

The pen clerk next to him who was in charge of holding the pen stepped forward and handed the paper to Fan Zui.

Fan Zui took the paper and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, his face seemed to gradually rise with a little surprise.

Finally, he slowly raised his head calmly, his eyes fell on the Kyoto Prefecture sitting first, and asked:

"Sir, are you old and confused?"

"Bold!" An official who supported Guo Youyi's sect suddenly shouted at Fan Zui.

"What, you actually want to duel with me in this court?"

The little official's face was not completely frozen, but he had vomited blood and fainted.

Everyone around him did not see how Fan Zui was acting, and only saw some afterimages.

But the figure of the clerk had already flew out of the hall.

There was also a string of blood sprinkled in the air.

When I looked closer, Fan Zui had returned to her seat and seemed to have never left.

However, one corner of his clothes was still flying.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers who arrived outside today suddenly whispered, as if they had found some empathy in their discussions, and they were amazed and nodded repeatedly.

"quiet!"

Mei took a tribute and patted the agglomeration, and the surroundings were silent and sighed.

"I stayed at the pleasure boat of the Huagushi Sili in Zuixianju last night, and I never left. Spring night is worth a thousand gold at a moment, so how can I have time to go out to beat people?

Besides, I have always had a good relationship with Mr. Guo and have a strong relationship, so how could I beat him up?”

The skill of telling lies with open eyes is really hard to refute.

I have a deep relationship with Guo Baokun, are you sure?

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen you like this...

Oops, I suddenly found that I couldn't find good words to describe it.

If you have a good relationship with Guo Baokun, then you beat him up again and again. How do you say this and how do you calculate this?

Guo Baokun's father, Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites, also had a gray face at this moment.

After coming here, he has never spoken a word until now, and always feels that there is nothing to say about this unreasonable and unreasonable warrior.

However, what he said just now finally made him feel a little unbearable.

Is your family’s French expression of deep feelings beaten people like this?

On the side, Guo Baokun, who was wrapped in a mummy and had no face at all, was anxious to speak out to protest.

The relationship is very strong, it’s so strong!

Regardless of whether it is true or false, since Fan Zui, the domineering general, has spoken, the prefect of Kyoto naturally dare not say this is false.

After a slight twitching, he asked slightly tactfully:

"Can anyone prove it?"

Fan Zui said indifferently: "Miss Si Lili of Zuixianju can be a witness."

"The person who comes, the person who passes on his witness."

In ancient times, it was not a motor vehicle, and transportation was inconvenient, so it naturally took some time to summon witnesses.

When she was free, Fan Zui walked to the mummy parked in the lobby, reached out to knock on it, and asked:

"What is this?"

"you!"

The housekeeper who came with Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites, glared at Fan Zui, the evil thief, and said angrily:

"This is not something."

mummy:"……"

You're not a thing!

I'm a thing!

Not right, I'm not a thing.

It seems to be wrong, then am I a thing?

Guo Baokun, wrapped in layers of gauze, naturally couldn't speak at this time and was confused by himself.

"Huh, who are you?"

Fan Zui seemed to completely ignore him, and now suddenly realized that there was such a person in this court.

The old butler gritted his teeth, and his eyes were so eager to swallow Fan Zui alive.

"General Fan, in Xiahe Wudi, is a distant relative of He Zongwei, a talented man in Kyoto."

Fan Xian suddenly realized, "Oh, He Zongwei...I don't remember!"

The old housekeeper's face twitched.

Kyoto's talented man He Zongwei is still in the hospital bed and has no idea of ​​his life or death.

When this housekeeper was young, he was also knowledgeable and claimed to be a literati and poet.

However, no matter how unwilling he was to face Fan Zui, the young general, he seemed very powerless.

He could only choose to swallow his anger, but he didn't want to be knocked out too.
To be continued...