The sweet potato continued to wail, and a sharp scream of a woman rang out. The woman with big belly struggled to break free from Qi Zhong's pull, and rolled and crawled to the calves of the head of the family and howled, "I'm the old man, I'm the side room where the young master kept outside. The young master is wronged!"

She pointed to Ji Hu, who was sitting on the horse: "It turned out that this little pervert wanted to eat my mother's tofu, and the young master had a dispute with him. He took out a knife and wanted to scare him. Unexpectedly, although this boy looked stinky, he was extremely cruel. He actually beat the young master like this and even made a rant. It was too much. The elder of the family must take this boy and punish him severely, so that he knew who had the final say in Chaoge City?"

Ji Hu grew up in the palace when he was young. How did he see such a rogue? He was so angry that he trembled all over. He said to everyone: "Everyone, the people in Haojing are passing by Chaoge, just to see the injustice on the road and to help. Everyone present witnessed what happened in the old store of Shijia just now. Let's discuss clearly which one is black and which one is white in the street."

He pointed at the old man who was shrinking his neck: "Brother-in-law, does Mr. Du ow you fifteen yuan of car fare and refuse to give it? This woman not only missed the debt, but also slapped you twice, right?"

The old man stammered his lips, his face as if he was ashamed, and he couldn't walk around. He wanted to say that he was afraid in his heart, so he just responded vaguely: "This car money-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Qi Zhong whispered in Rongyi's ear: "It's not good now. These people are afraid of the power of Gongshu's Mansion and will definitely not dare to stand up and say justice. In the eyes, if the king is going to suffer this time, will the sir still watch the wall?"

"Don't hurry, don't hurry. If the string is not pulled to the tightest point, you can't shoot the farthest. Let's wait and see." Rong Yi stood up with his hands behind his back.

Ji Hu was obviously angry by the old man's fear of rebellion. He pointed at everyone around him: "What about you? He also opened his eyes to tell lies because he was afraid of the power of Gongshu's Mansion? Are you willing to be bullied by this bully for the rest of your life?"

Everyone looked at the fat man's face with a smug expression, and then looked at the vicious slaves and servants who were riding Ji Hu alone. They were involuntarily retreating out one after another. After a short while, a large piece of open space was empty in the field.

Seeing that the situation on his side changed, the young master Du became even more proud. He shook his face and laughed: "You guy, you are a bastard who has a mother but has no mother! You are overestimating your ability and dare to make trouble on Tai Sui's head. Today, you are so unruly that you are looking for teeth all over the ground. I won't be named Ji!"

Ji Hu had a calm face: "Dare you dare to scold my mother?"

"What's wrong with scolding your mother?" The young master Du Man said indifferently: "Seeing that your boy is not bad, your mother is not bad either. Why not let your mother sleep with me? Maybe it's up to your mother to spare you for the sake of your mother-----"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his heart. A cold light flashed in front of him. The sword that was as sharp as mud had pierced through his chest. Before his son Du Du's words "you------" had finished, his huge body fell down. Before he died, he had an incredible expression on his face. How could he, the second-year-old son of the ruling minister who was rampant in Chaoge, be stabbed through his chest by an unknown yellow-haired boy in front of his doorstep? This is impossible!

All this happened so suddenly that everyone was shocked. It was not until the gurgling blood flowed from the pierced bloody hole on the huge body that they woke up and realized that all this really happened. People pressed themselves down and wanted to applaud and threw their sympathetic and admirable eyes at Ji Hu who had turned over and dismounted at this time: This young man gave Chaoge a single harm, but he himself---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The old man was shocked when he saw his son die in the street. What should he do? After a while, he realized and pointed at Ji Hu: "Call all the soldiers in the palace and take down this murderer and punish him in the downtown area!"

With a command, everyone rushed forward with bows, arrows, swords and shields. In this case, Rongyi and Qi Zhong had to go forward anymore, so they stepped forward, one left and one right to protect Ji Hu in the center. Countless warriors in armor and helmets came out of Gongshu's mansion, surrounded the three of them, and a bloody battle was inevitable.

"Slowly—" An old voice sounded in the air. When everyone turned their heads to look, they saw a thin elder in a plain robe who was about to get off the car quickly. The old man was gray-bearded and his face was solemn. He stood there with his own power, which made people dare not look sideways.

No wonder Mr. Hua came late. It turned out that he was dealing with all the miscellaneous tasks after the mourning of the Grandmad in the palace. He received an urgent report from the mansion. Then he rushed over. However, when he saw his beloved son die on the spot, he had not yet come back from his shock. When he raised his eyes, he saw a dark and heavy face, frowned with white eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Rongyi, how are you here?"

"Not only is there a gentleman, but I am here too." A unique voice of the boy sounded behind Rong Yi, and Ji Hu turned out.

"It's him, my husband, that's him!" The old man from the family came forward, pointed at Ji Hu and shouted to Gongshuhua, "It's this kid, stabbing the young master to death with one sword, that's him------"

"Bold!" Gong Shuhua slapped Wei Guang in the face of the old man at home and shouted loudly: "Can the emperor use your fingers when you are waiting for your servants?"

The elder of the family was immediately stuck on the spot. Emperor? Is this boy the King of Zhou? Did I hear it wrong? Everyone was as unmoved as if they were imposed on a fixed posture. I heard that the King of Zhou came to attend the funeral for the Grandmaster to show his support for the new Weihou. Is it this young man?

Gong Shuhua lifted his robe, knelt down and knocked three times, and said loudly: "The king came to the humble house. I am so honored that I am not able to greet you. I ask my king to forgive me. I just don't know---------" He glanced at the body of the second son lying on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "The dog has always been inappropriate, but I don't know why he offended the king. Please tell me that I will tell you clearly. I will warn my family from now on that, that is, never to do it again."

Ji Hu was about to speak, but Rong Yi pulled his sleeve and made a silent mouth. Ji Hu understood and stopped talking, and left everything to Rong Yi to deal with.

"I dare to ask the old man," Rong Yi shook the short sword in his hand: "Is this weapon owned by Gongzi Ling?"

Gongshuhua bowed and replied, "Reported to the great king, I am busy with state affairs all day long, and I am not clear about the trivial matters in my family. If the old man confirms that yes, that's it."

At this time, the old man in the family didn't have the arrogant look he had just now. He trembled and replied: "Yes, it's my son's."
Chapter completed!