Lu Jingzi was stunned: "Who is Yang Xuan? Isn't he the head of the Commerce and Trade Department?"
Old King Heng smiled: "Grandpa, I won't tell you much. All you need to know is that if something happens to Yang Xuan, even the emperor will come forward to protect him."
Lu Jingzi's eyes widened.
Old King Heng continued: "Although you got things wrong this time, you handled it well. Grandpa is very pleased. So, you go back to the hot pot restaurant now. No matter what happens, you must stand firmly on Yang Xuan's side.
Just use as much strength as you have, understand?"
Lu Jingzi was slightly startled: "But I'm a soft-spoken person."
"It doesn't matter whether you are useful or not, kid. What matters is your attitude. Grandpa will go to Prince Hui and ask him to mediate. Do you understand?"
Lu Jingzi understood: "My grandson understands."
Old King Heng waved his hand: "Go."
…
At the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, the battle has ended. Zhongfu's guards were lying on the ground. No one could stand up. However, the four Ouyang brothers were also seriously injured. After all, it was four against twenty, especially the other side's insidious ruthlessness.
If you can't see the enemy, you will play dirty tricks.
Fortunately, this was just a fight on the street. If on the battlefield, the opponent had a weapon in his hand, the four Ouyang brothers would have been dead by now.
"How's it going? Does it matter?"
The four Ouyang brothers said they were fine, but they were grinning in pain. Yang Xuan was also angry at this moment. Are the Zhong family people so arrogant? They attacked officials by name in the street?
Thinking that he could not let go, he ordered the four Ouyang brothers to find ropes and tie up all the guards.
Just when he was tying up people, Lu Jingzi came. When he saw this situation, his eyes suddenly opened up like light bulbs.
"Master Yang, what are you doing?"
"What are you doing? These people attacked me in the street. I'll take them to see the officials."
Lu Jingzi was speechless. Zhong Liang wants to fuck you, but it's no big deal to you. Now his leg is broken, and those servants can't get up now. These nursing homes want to fuck you, but it's still no big deal to you. You still have to take someone.
See an official?
It sounds reasonable, but Lu Jingzi always feels that something is wrong.
But his grandfather said, no matter what, stand your ground.
"Then where do you plan to take them?"
Yang Xuan thought for a while: "How about going to Dali Temple."
Lu Jingzi was stunned. If Yang Xuan was the plaintiff, he should go to the Criminal Department. If Yang Xuan was the defendant, he should go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. There is no reason to go directly to Dali Temple.
It's obvious that Yang Xuan is trying to cause trouble.
He broke the legs of the son of the Qing of Dali Temple, arrested the nursing home of the Qing of Dali Temple, and then went to Dali Temple to file a complaint.
Killing is heartbreaking.
Stand firm, stand firm.
After Lu Jingzi recited it silently in his mind several times, he said to Yang Xuan: "Why don't you wait a little longer? My grandfather is going to find Prince Hui. After Prince Hui reports this matter to the emperor, it won't be too late for us to go."
"Is this necessary?"
"Why not? Dali Temple is our territory. If a good man doesn't suffer the consequences, why don't you just show him to his door?"
Yang Xuan patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, they don't have the guts."
Lu Jingzi was speechless.
At the same time, the servants of the Zhong Mansion finally stuffed a lot of money at the entrance of the palace and asked the guards to go in and report.
Naturally, the guard guarding the palace gate could not enter, and had to pass through the layers. Finally, he became a little eunuch. After informing Wang Daban of the matter, Wang Daban looked at Mr. Zhong who was discussing political affairs with the emperor in Qianqing Palace, and curled his lips.
There was a hint of imperceptible sneer.
Mr. Zhong, your precious son has gotten into a big trouble. If you don't handle it right, you don't even know if you can save the hat on your head.
After Wang Daban entered, he walked back and forth twice before the emperor, and the emperor knew that he had something to report.
"Wang Daban, is there something wrong?"
"Reporting to the emperor, there is something that has something to do with Mr. Zhong."
Zhong Qian was stunned, why is it still related to him?
The emperor tapped Wang Daban's chin: "Then just tell me."
"Replying to the Emperor, the servants of Mr. Zhong's house are here to report that Mr. Zhong's son Zhong Liang had an argument with someone on the street and his legs were broken. We are here to report."
Zhong Qian stood up in a hurry, and then hurriedly handed over his hand: "I am worried about the dog, so that I have lost my dignity before you. I hope your majesty will forgive you."
The emperor waved his hand: "No need."
Zhong Qian continued: "I am worried about my dog and want to ask for leave from the emperor..."
"Go ahead, go ahead, why should I ask for leave?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhong Qian exited the Qianqing Palace, picked up his robe and ran away. His son's legs were broken, and he was already very upset.
Seeing Zhong Qian's hurried look, the emperor asked Wang Daban: "Who is so bold that he dares to commit murder and hurt people in broad daylight?"
Wang Daban looked at the emperor, paused for a moment and then said, "It's Yang Xuan."
When the emperor heard this, his eyes widened: "What else is there? Yang Xuan can actually commit murder?"
Wang Daban said: "Does the Emperor want to go and have a look?"
The emperor stood up with a smile on his face: "Look, of course I want to see it, but I want to see how Yang Xuan commits the crime."
Wang Daban responded and made preparations.
When he came to the door, the emperor said again: "Call the prince as well."
"yes."
…
In the lobby of Dali Temple, Yang Xuan held his head high, and the guards were lying paralyzed on the ground, tied up with flowers. The four Ouyang brothers blocked the door.
In the lobby was the young minister of Dali Temple who had just arrived in a hurry, Lu Jingzi's father, Lu Tingcheng (chuán).
He came here after getting an explanation from King Lao Heng. King Lao Heng meant to deal with it impartially.
Lu Tingcheng was squinting as he examined the case. The case was clear and clear. The guards all admitted to attacking Yang Xuan. Coupled with the confessions of Yang Xuan and Ouyang brothers, these guards attacked the imperial officials in the street. According to the law, they demanded a hundred sticks and exiled the two. Thousands of miles.
However, although the evidence in the case is clear, we still need to ask about the motive of the crime.
"Why did you attack the court officials?"
One of the guards said angrily: "This man ordered his men to break my young master's legs. We are avenging him."
Lu Tingcheng nodded: "That's another case. He has committed a crime and is punished by the court's own laws. How can you use lynching? Moreover, it is still a civilian attack on an official. Originally, a heavy sentence was required, but I thought If you are eager to protect the Lord, I will give you a lighter sentence. A hundred sticks will make you travel a thousand miles."
What he said was beautiful, but those in the nursing home knew that it would be good to be alive after being hit with a hundred sticks. Let alone being exiled for a thousand miles, if there is no good medical conditions, you will be killed within two hundred miles. The sores broke out and he died.
So they began to cry out for injustice and burst into tears.
But the next moment, a powerful voice sounded.
"How is it appropriate to be in such a noisy and important place in the lobby?"
The person who came was none other than Zhong Qian, the minister of Dali Temple.
As soon as the nursing staff saw Zhong Qian, they immediately called for help, but they were stared back by his fierce eyes.
"Master Lu, it would be too hasty to conclude the case like this."
