"That's great." The disciples and grandchildren were overjoyed when they heard this: "Without the emperor's protection, if our ancestors wanted to touch him, it would be like killing a chicken."
"But we can't take it easy on him during this time. He knows that we must deal with him, and it would be abnormal if we don't take action." Ji Gang added: "This requires you to take action and find ways to cause trouble for him. The emperor will not do anything to you.
If you don't care, you will just look on coldly and weigh him in. You have to make him tired of dealing with it, make him completely messed up, and make the emperor disappointed with him. Then I will personally take action and give him a fatal blow."
"Here!" Seeing that the governor was confident, everyone was in high spirits and responded in unison, sweeping away the previous gloom.
"Okay." Ji Gang nodded, took the new cup handed by the maid, and said in a deep voice: "Drink."
The "drinking" hall finally looked like a banquet. When the banquet was about to end, Ji Gang suddenly gave an order: "Tomorrow, Ying Mao will arrive at Yin Shizhong in advance, and please keep it confidential."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was to show off to the man named Wang, and they immediately responded in unison.
The twenty-first day of the first lunar month is the day when the yamen open their seals. After the ten-day long holiday, the officials of the yamen of the Ming Dynasty began their hard work for a year on this day. However, usually the yamen do not work on this day, and the officials go to the yamen in the morning.
We worshiped the gods to open the seals, and had New Year's wine at noon until the afternoon. We dispersed before the official time and officially opened the business the next day. Jinyiwei North Town Fusi was no exception.
Before dawn, Wang Xian, accompanied by Zhu Jiu, Wu Wei and others, came to the Jinyiwei Yamen on Yaqian Street. Although Fusi in Beizhen had its own government office, it was still affiliated with the Jinyiwei Yamen.
There was no way to avoid such an occasion. In order to avoid being criticized, Wang Xian and the others arrived before midnight.
Unexpectedly, when he entered the door, Wang Xian saw the unkind expressions of the Jinyi guards guarding the door. When he entered the Yimen, he saw that the large square in front of the Yamen was already densely packed with Jinyi guards wearing various official uniforms. When they heard them coming in, they all brushed their faces.
Looking over, there was a sneer on his face.
Ji Gang, the commander-in-chief of Jinyiwei, was already standing on the steps in front of the Yamen, accompanied by all the senior officials, and looked at Wang Xian walking over with an expressionless face.
"My subordinate Wang Xian pays homage to the Governor." Wang Xian came forward and bowed deeply.
Ji Gang, however, turned sideways and sneered: "I can't bear Wang Zhenfu's gift," he said with a sinister smile: "You don't take me seriously, don't you?"
"The lower official was on an imperial mission at that time, and it is difficult to disobey the emperor's orders." Wang Xian said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Now that he is a subordinate of the governor, he should be polite."
"You still know that you are my subordinate." Ji Gang said with a ferocious smile: "Then should you obey my orders?"
"This...you should abide by it." Wang Xian felt as if he had fallen into a trap.
"Then I have given you my orders many times. Today's Yin hour is at Mao. You are not allowed to be late." Ji Gang looked at Wang Xian and said, "Why are you still late? Are you openly defying my authority?"
"No one told the commander about the governor's orders, so he naturally had no way of knowing." Wang Xian shook his head and said. "And if you click mao, click mao, then you can call it dian mao when you have time, and you should call dian Yin when you have time Yin."
"You" Ji Gang tilted his mouth in anger, and said with another ferocious smile: "I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Where is Pang Ying?"
"In" Pang Ying, who had just returned to Beijing after a long journey last night, never expected that Wang Xian would come back before her, let alone that he would become the governor of Beizhen Fusi. However, Pang Ying was not like others.
He is so jealous of Wang Xian, because the Nanzhen Fusi under his charge is responsible for the law and military discipline of the bodyguard, and the North Town Fusi must also be bound by it.
"This guy is late for Yingmao and contradicts the superior. What crime should he be punished for?" Ji Gang asked in a deep voice.
"Eighty years of punishment with a stick," Pang Ying responded loudly.
Ji Gang turned to look at Wang Xian and said in a cold voice: "Nian'er's first offence, let him be reduced by half." As he said this, he waved his hand, and a strong man from Nanzhen Fusi came forward to take him.
This is about to kill the mighty stick! Ji Gang's disciples and grandsons were excited, boy, aren't you too arrogant? Have you forgotten that you are a subordinate of the Grand Governor? Are these good-looking? When you come to Jinyiwei's three-acre land, it's Long.
You have to curl up. If it’s a tiger, you have to lie down.
"Who dares to come forward?" Wang Xian's men immediately drew their weapons and protected their master behind them.
"We've rebelled, we're going to rebel." Ji Gang's men also drew their weapons. The two deputy governors, Zhang Yong and Zhu Si, originally had nothing to do with themselves and were keeping a high profile, but when they saw that the two sides were about to lead to a bloody conflict, they came out.
He persuaded: "Put away your weapons first and say what you have to say."
"Are you two in the same group with him?" Ji Gangsui glanced at the two of them.
"Don't dare, don't dare." The two people hurriedly explained: "It's just the first day of the new year. Seeing blood is not a good sign."
This sentence made Ji Gang frown, but then he smiled ferociously: "Just kill a chicken..." After that, his voice condensed, because he saw a black hole pointing at the muzzle of the gun, and followed it.
Looking at the gun body, the hand holding the gun belongs to Wang Xian.
The two of them were on the same step and at the bottom of the step, less than seven feet apart. From this distance, a shot would definitely kill them.
Ji Gang's disciples and grandsons were horrified when they saw this, and they all shouted: "Put away your guns quickly", "If you hurt our ancestors even a hair, we will destroy your whole family", "Protect our ancestors quickly", despite these words, there was no one.
Stepping forward, it was Ji Gang's guard holding a shield, trying to block him.
But Ji Gang pushed him away. He no longer had the calmness he had when he was playing with his prey, and became extremely angry: "If you dare to point a gun at me, fire if you can. If I move, I'll be the one who raised you."
"It doesn't matter if you open fire. I sacrificed my humble life in exchange for the life of the discipline commander. It's really worth it." Wang Xian laughed loudly, and with his laughter, his body swayed slightly, and he had to wipe the fire fold in his hand several times.
When he put on the fuse, everyone in the scene felt their hearts twitching. Of course, some people were eager for him to shoot quickly...
Only then did Ji Gang remember that the guy pointing the gun at him was a lunatic desperado. He dared to die for his grandson in Jiulongkou, he dared to enter the wolf den of the White Lotus Sect in Shanxi, and he dared to lead an army to attack in a snowstorm... These are all things that seek death.
He enjoyed it endlessly. If he pressed harder, maybe this lunatic would really be able to shoot... Was he a lunatic? What couldn't he do?
When Fourth Master Zhu saw Governor Ji's complexion turning blue and white, he knew that this peerless vicious man had a fierce complexion. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed, "Sure enough, he is so fierce that he would be stunned, and stunned to the point of risking his life. Ji Gang, this peerless villain,
Back then, he dared to stop his horse and surrender to the army when King Yan was in the most critical situation. But that was all in the past. Now Ji Gang is the hero of Jingnan, a high-ranking military governor, and a rich man who can rival the country.
, how can we not be afraid of death?
Originally, Governor Ji just didn't express his anger at Yingtianfu Yamen. He beat Wang Xian with dozens of military sticks to relieve his anger, which was considered to be a threat to him. He had no intention of fighting to the death.
Who would have expected that Wang Xian would fight to the death and refuse to accept the humiliation, pretending that the worst possible outcome would be to perish together.
In front of so many subordinates, for the sake of face, Ji Gang could neither block nor hide, so he could only stand in front of the gun with dignity. The scene became stalemate, and the ferocious-looking Governor Ji and the life-threatening Wang Erlang were like a pair.
The goat in heat is on top of it
What remains is a battle of wills, to see which one is more unafraid of death.
At that moment, Wang Xian's statement that he was not afraid of death was a lie. He found that his state of mind was no longer the state of pursuing excitement and ignoring death when he went to Shanxi. He didn't know how this had changed? It was Gu Xiaolian's suffering.
Pleading? Is it Baoyin who, regardless of her pregnancy, traveled through the wind and snow to help him? Or was it the happiness and contentment on Lin Qing'er's face yesterday?
He is no longer the person he used to be, so this shot must not be able to be fired. He was just bluffing, betting that Ji Gang would cherish life more than himself.
Ji Gang thought that he would not be afraid of death, but when he saw the madness in Wang Xian's eyes, he found that he was scared to death. He was no longer the scholar who was expelled from the county school. At that time, he had nothing and no love in life, so he could take the leap.
, stop the King of Yan’s mount, and go back to the one who caused his mother’s death
But now he has become a highly respected minister, is as rich as a country, and has the honor and disgrace of tens of thousands of people. As the saying goes, a son of a thousand gold cannot sit down in court, but he has more than ten thousand gold. How can he risk his life here with a madman? What if Wang Xian is really like the imperial edict?
Like those princelings in prison, they are willing to sacrifice their lives for the prince at any time. If they are to redeem themselves, wouldn't they be in a big loss?
Youdao is the one who is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. In the eyes of Governor Ji, Wang Xian is obviously the barefoot one and his life is worth nothing.
Seeing that Governor Ji just stared at Wang Xian fiercely without saying a word, Zhuang Jing knew that his Governor had backed down, so he quickly gave Zhu Siye and Zhang Yong a look. The two of them didn't want to talk to him, but they didn't dare to offend Ji Gang.
Only then did he step forward and Xini, scolding Wang Xian and asking him to put away his gun. Then the two of them accompanied him and sent him out of the Jinyiwei Yamen. After they had walked out two doors, they could still hear Governor Ji leaving behind him.
Angry roar: "I am going to the palace to participate in the performance. I want to see how the emperor will deal with such a crazy person like you."
Zhang Yong couldn't help but shook his head when he heard the sound and said: "Young man, you are too impulsive. Governor Ji will not let it go."
Wang Xian smiled and said nothing, it was already a matter of life and death...
After leaving the Jinyiwei Yamen and coming to the street, Wang Xian cupped his fists towards the two adults and said, "Thank you very much for rescuing the siege today. I will pay you a visit in the future."
"Let's talk about it later." Governor Ji was furious. How could the two of them dare to have anything to do with him.
"Farewell." Wang Xiangong cupped his hands and led the brothers away.
Looking at their domineering backs, Zhang Yong and Zhu Si's eyes were a little complicated. They seemed to have seen themselves many years ago, who were also so high-spirited and dared to fight with the King of Heaven...
It’s all gone, let’s count the famous people, let’s look at the present day
Shaking their heads, the two of them turned around and entered the Yamen, their steps staggering a little.