"Is Mr. Fan a little forgetful? Three months ago, the official document of the royal engagement arrived at the Governor's Mansion. How did Mr. Fan treat those people? Isn't Mr. Fan one of the following criminals?"
Zhou Zhipeng knew a lot about this Lord Fan. Three months ago, Prince Ding’s Palace asked Fan Zhen to report on the military deployment of the Liao Peninsula. Who knew that this guy was drinking at the time and thought that the people from Prince Ding’s Palace were disturbing him? His drunkenness.
This guy directly beat up three people in Prince Ding's palace, one of whom was Zhou Zhipeng's colleague, and the final report on the military deployment was ignored.
Many local officials in the Daqian Dynasty were alienated from the imperial court. They believed that with the support of foreigners, there was no need to continue to listen to the imperial court, but they had to be passable on the surface. This Lord Fan can't even save face now, and now he is Talk about the following mistakes with Zhou Zhipeng. If you count them all, Zhou Zhipeng can't catch up with him.
"He bumped into the governor, so what if you teach him a lesson?"
Fan Zhen's face looked a little unsightly, and he spoke forcefully.
"I have given orders from the prince to give you twenty blows when I see you. Do you still want to offend me, Mr. Fan?"
Zhou Zhipeng said with a sneer that when this matter reached the capital, Prince Ding was indeed very angry and threatened to beat Fan Zhen up, but he did not tell Zhou Zhipeng this.
Zhou Zhipeng also knew that Fan Zhen had no chance to go to the capital to verify this matter with the prince. After all, people like him would never dare to go to the capital in his life. If he did, he would probably not be able to come back.
"That's nonsense. Do you have any official documents from the palace?"
Fan Zhen said with some fear. He knew that the man in front of him was the son-in-law of Prince Ding, and he was also a close confidant of Prince Ding. What he did last time was a slap in the face of Prince Ding across the country. Maybe that old prince really He said so, but he didn't believe that the guy in front of him had official documents.
"This is the prince's order. Someone come and pull me down and beat me."
Anyway, the beating was in vain, not to mention that this guy came to the door today, and Zhou Zhipeng didn't even think about letting this guy leave the military camp.
"Protect the Governor, protect the Governor..."
When the loser saw this, he quickly ordered his soldiers to come forward, but unfortunately these soldiers were frightened. No one dared to take action, and they all stood at the back obediently.
On the other hand, the soldiers of the Suppression Army have long been suppressing the people in the Daliao Governor's Mansion. Now that the division commanders have given orders, what are we waiting for?
Twenty or so people swarmed up and immediately trapped the Governor of Daliao to death.
"You bastards, don't you want to live anymore? This governor is the governor of Daliao conferred by the emperor. If you dare to lay a finger on me, my whole family will be cut into pieces."
Fan Zhen has been tied up by Wu Hua Da, but he still refuses to admit defeat at this moment.
"Play twenty games as I said, and I'll be responsible for anything that happens."
Zhou Zhipeng leaned on the pillar next to him.
"Reporting to the teacher, we no longer have those boards."
The soldiers under his command did not take action, not because they did not dare, but because the Suppression Army reformed relatively quickly, and the original punishment instruments were long gone.
"Isn't there a round log? You can use that."
Zhou Zhipeng pointed to the construction site not far away, where there were logs used to build training facilities. They were as thick as a human arm. If they were hit on the body, they would not be weaker than those big boards.
"Zhou Zhipeng, you bastard..."
Fan Zhen wanted to continue scolding, but unfortunately he could only utter these few words. His mouth was immediately blocked and tightened so that he could not utter a single word.
As for the soldiers at the Governor's Mansion next to them, there are more than 300 of them, and there are only about 50 people watching them at the camp gate. If they really want to save Fan Zhen, they may still be able to fight, but these
People have long since lost their fighting spirit. Thinking about it again, the two dead brothers might as well be squatting here honestly.
As for the bitch who is most loyal to the Governor, his cheeks are already swollen from being slapped. You are a troublesome guy, so you should receive two more slaps than others.
Uh-huh…
Fan Zhen's mouth has been gagged, so he can't scream at all. This guy has always been pampered and gained a lot of fat. When he is beaten, it can be regarded as an extra layer of protection. However, the pain is indispensable.
His veins are about to pop out.
"Master, after all, this is the governor of the imperial court..."
Although the people under my command enjoyed watching it, they also knew that today's incident was a bit out of line.
"A guy like this doesn't make decisions for the people at all. What role does he have in front of the governor? After the beating, he will be taken down by me and put under house arrest. No one can see him without my order."
Zhou Zhipeng glanced at this guy with some disgust, and then left with his security team.
Seeing Zhou Zhipeng's leaving figure, Fan Zhen became even more frightened. He thought Zhou Zhipeng had given an order to execute him, and he shook his head and fell off the stool several times.
However, the soldiers under my command resolutely carry out Zhou Zhipeng's orders. Once you fall down, I will help you up once, and you must be beaten twenty times. We never compromise in executing orders.
"We will find a few people later and have Fan Zhen sign a few orders to transfer most of his military power to us. There are still 20,000 green soldiers on the Daliao Peninsula under his command."
Zhou Zhipeng had already made up his mind. He must take the Daliao Peninsula into his own hands so that he could launch an attack on the military ports controlled by the Rakshasa people along the coast, otherwise the rear would be unstable.
"Teacher, isn't this a bit too much for us?"
Originally, the combat staff felt that their division commander was more conservative in doing things. After all, their division commander came from the imperial court and was the son-in-law of Prince Ding. Why do they feel that the division commander's pace is faster than ours now?
"It's nothing too much. Keeping such a person is a cancer. Let's just put him under house arrest. After the coastal military port is captured, we will see what kind of punishment the court will punish him."
Zhou Zhipeng came from the capital, so he naturally knew that Fan Zhen had a dead name with the emperor and was no longer a member of the court, so no matter how excessive he did, the court probably would not pursue him.
What I am worried about now is the more than 10,000 new troops. These people were personally organized by Prince Ding and Li Hongtang. Some of them are colleagues of Zhou Zhipeng. Taking them down will mean that we have truly taken control of the Daliao Peninsula...??