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Chapter Fifty: Chess for Chess

It was the sound coming from Fu Zhiyan's wrist bones.

At that time, he had no real power and could only allow others to bully him. The adversity situation was critical at that time. A small official who had no real power at all and had not even been awarded an official position tried to save a man who was framed by various forces.

The noble daughter of the Gu family - but she may soon be the daughter of the guilty minister. This is simply a dream.

Even if they did nothing wrong originally.

Even if they are innocent.

"Do you know? Aren't you curious why you won the first place in the palace examination with such high talent and high ranking, but you still ended up in a situation where you have no official position?"

Guo Zhi retracted his feet nobly, stared at Fu Zhiyan's hand with a satisfied and sinister smile, as if a brutal wolf had just killed a strong-willed sheep that refused to surrender.

Fu Zhiyan lowered his head and ignored him, nor did he make any sound because of his hands. His extreme patience showed his deep-seated disdain for people like Guo Zhi.

This made him look even more aloof and arrogant.

In fact, he no longer had any feeling in his right hand.

Perhaps the pain in his wrist was heartbreaking at first. Compared with saving Gu Yisheng and eradicating evil, the broken bones did not seem to be such a serious injury.

The bones can be reattached, but if the situation changes and the person is convicted, it will really be irreversible.

The pain in his wrists dissipated along with his gradually numb body. Excessive concern about pain was a major obstacle on the road to saving people and the country.

He continued to loudly greet him and kowtowed many times.

"Stop your wishful thinking, it's impossible. No one is willing to get along with someone as disgusting as you. It's even less likely that the noble prince will meet someone like you."

When Fu Zhiyan heard the word "impossible", he raised his head, glanced at Guo Zhi lightly, and said, "Do you know how to meet the prince?"

Guo Zhi continued to make sarcastic remarks, but he did not see the movement of Fu Zhiyan's left hand in his sleeve, and a silver needle, which was extremely difficult to detect, pierced Guo Zhi's body.

"Of course I don't know where the prince is, but I know that you can't be an official. Of course I did it~ It's so simple to become an official. Only a powerful person like me can sit on your desk smoothly.

Such a person would never dream of being in a position."

Of course Fu Zhiyan knew the inside story, so when Guo Zhi spoke, he clenched his fists.

If Mr. Chen and Mr. Hu had not died mysteriously, he would not have ended up in this situation.

However, after hearing what Guo Zhi said, Fu Zhiyan felt that the opportunity had come.

"In a position that Xiao didn't expect? But does Dr. Guo Guanglu know that 'princes, generals, ministers, and prime ministers have the talent'?"

He spoke this sentence loudly and with such stern words that he seemed to want someone to hear him.

He knows that no matter what kind of king he is, he must first show his own value. No one will try his best to save a useless chess piece. He knows that the King of Lu may be behind the door, waiting to see him.

Performance.

And this sentence "Princes and generals are willing to be kind" is exactly in line with King Lu's experience at that time - the son of an abandoned concubine was sent to the border as a hostage. It was not until the Holy Emperor ascended the throne to show his kindness that he reluctantly returned to Beijing and became an idle prince.

He must be quite unwilling in his heart - after all, he was once a hero who could cross the border at a hundred steps, kill three birds with one stone, and strangle the leader of the rebels on the spot.

Does Prince General Xiang Ning have any kind of talent? He often lamented that because of his low status, the princes did not want to see him. Other royals were sitting on sedan chairs, but he could only stand in the dust, or even kneel.

.

"Gong Guo really raised a 'good' son."

I saw the door open, and a noble man walked out of the house. This man's features were somewhat similar to those of today's saints, and they both inherited the majestic style of the late emperor. The only slight difference was that today's saints were very elegant, and their eyes were very elegant.

His eyes were full of kindness and kindness, but the eyes of King Lu were completely unpredictable.

"I have met His Royal Highness Prince Lu."

Fu Zhiyan made the right bet.

Guo Zhi on the side didn't seem to realize what was going on. He took a quick look and saw that it was the King of Lu, so he quickly knelt down and saluted.

"You dare to hurt people at the door of our house, Dr. Guo Guanglu, I admire your courage very much."

The few words he said slowly gave people an invisible sense of oppression, just like the thick black clouds before the storm.

Guo Zhi was so frightened that he cowered and rolled on the ground to apologize.

"According to the laws of Yao, a prince who breaks the law is guilty of the same crime as the common people, let alone someone like you? Do you know how to deal with what you just did?"

Guo Zhi was so frightened that the muscles on his face trembled - this prince was laid-back and reclusive, and he had no idea of ​​his temper. When he said this, he was so frightened that people did not dare to act rashly, for fear of being assassinated the next second.

Out of jail.

"The king is asking you something."

It's neither salty nor bland, and has no angry tone.

"Go back...back to the prince, I...I don't know."

The servant next to the palace stood up and said authoritatively: "Since Dr. Guo Guanglu doesn't know, let me tell you. According to Yao's law, if someone hurts someone without reason, he should be hurt in the same position, with the same force, and to the same extent.

Return the criminals."

When the servant saw Guo Zhi cowering on the ground, he was afraid that he might not hear clearly, so he cleared his throat again and spoke more clearly: "In other words, your right hand must be cut off~"

The words "look down" were said so strongly that Guo Zhi was so frightened that his body shook with chaff.

"Then I'll send you back to Guo's house, and see what Guild Guo will do to you?"

The servant seemed to have frightened him again, so he was embarrassed and added with a smile.

The power of these words is no less powerful than cutting off his hand.

Everyone in the capital knew that Mr. Guo was notoriously strict, but he actually raised such an unfilial son, even if he said nothing, he would break half of his legs.

Don't believe it, this happened in the past.

The former legitimate son of the Guo family was beaten dozens of times for laziness in studying and had to rest for half a year, let alone a bastard who used his official power to publicize everywhere - he couldn't lose half his life at the hands of his own father!

Seeing this, Guo Zhi lay on the ground and kowtowed like a pug. He even grabbed Fu Zhiyan's clothes and begged for forgiveness: "Mo Zhi Mo Zhi, I will tell you all the truth. Don't tell my father."

Okay? I’ll hand over all my property to you, and you, you, you... don’t tell anyone, okay?”

Then he kept crying and howling at the King of Lu, saying: "Your Highness wants me to be a cow, but I will definitely not dare to be a horse in the future... Please forgive me..."

Seeing his uneducated appearance, everyone was a little amused. If he really fulfilled the role of a consultant to Dr. Guanglu, he should know that if he didn't want to chop off his hand, he could pay ten thousand gold to compensate.

.

It's just that this is not fair to Fu Zhiyan at all.

"but……"

The slave added.

"Seeing that you are so unlearned but so sincere, His Highness means that if you do as you say, you will not have to chop off your hand. But we have to keep an eye on whether your wealth has been given to this Mr. Fu.
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