Chapter 127 Mount Tai collapses without changing color
Every man has a martial arts dream when he is young. He can walk high and high, fly over walls and walls, ride on swords and never fall down with a golden gun.
Chu Qing is a man, so he has it too.
But as he grew older and gained more experience, mainly because he didn't skip many classes during the nine-year compulsory education, he knew that these were all nonsense.
Human potential is unlimited, but this unlimited refers to the brain or spiritual level, and has nothing to do with the physical body.
So even in ancient times, Chu Qing was still not interested in this kind of thing. To be precise, he believed that the "masters" in martial arts novels did not exist at all.
But now, Chu Qing was shaken.
I just took a look at the backyard of the "Lending Company" and saw seven or eight people lying there, plus the two people Fusan knocked down. This means that Chen Yan faced at least eight or even ten people when he went there.
As for the injury on Chen Yan's face, it was not as serious as the naughty kid in the skating rink who fell down.
But the question is, how did Chen Yan, with his thin physique, defeat so many people?
Do the masters in martial arts novels really exist?
If you don't understand, just ask, there is a "Zhuan" around Chu Qing.
According to Fu San, the bricklayer's explanation, nothing is impossible with blood and courage.
"Xue Yong?" Chu Qing fell into deep thought.
"Yes, young master, it's no problem for a soldier from the border army to fight a dozen ordinary people with his sword removed."
Chu Qing laughed and thought that he should find a supermarket and go to the door to figure out a problem before researching it.
It's either that he doesn't know what blood brave means, or he's just too anxious. But no matter how anxious he is, it's only mental, not physical. Except for Kakarot, I've never heard of anyone who can change muscle memory and break through the body in a hurry.
The limit.
Ordinary people, let alone knocking down eight people, would easily become pale and out of breath even if they tried to throw eight punches with all their strength.
"If it were you, could you bring down eight people?"
Fu San nodded nonchalantly: "Yes."
"real or fake?"
"real."
Chu Qing believed this, Fu San had killed someone before, but the problem was that it was Chen Yan, a civil servant, who walked slowly and looked like a doormat.
The two of them chatted about each other until they returned to the house. In the end, Chu Qing thought that maybe he really relied on "blood bravery". He had seen this kind of news before, so and so went crazy, and a group of people were scared and ran away with their heads in their hands. Other than that,
In addition, there is also a precedent of a mother lifting the front half of the car to save her child.
After returning to the mansion, Chu Qing stopped thinking about this matter.
The good habit of going to bed early and getting up early has many benefits, such as not having to think about night entertainment and just falling asleep in bed.
As usual, I got up on the second day, washed up, and played some bullshit with my father while having breakfast. Then the father and son left the house together, one to go to court and the other to the Household Office.
During this period, Chu Qing also asked about the invitations, but Chu Wensheng didn't know what these people were doing with the invitations, so he ignored them.
When they arrived at the government office, Chu Qing stood at the back, looking at Chen Yan intentionally or unintentionally.
The scar on the corner of this guy's eyebrow is almost invisible. Looking there, nothing unusual can be seen.
Chu Qing secretly decided not to irritate Chen Yan in the future, just in case he got angry again one day and gave him a beating.
After ordering, Chu Qing returned to the class room, followed closely by Chen Yan.
Chu Qing didn't dare to sit down, and hesitated a little, whether to wait for Lao Wei to come back to discuss changing to another class room. He didn't want to be in the same room with Chen Yan.
"Brother Chen." Chu Qing poured Chen Yan a cup of tea with a smile on his face: "Good morning."
Chen Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "You want to borrow money again?"
Chu Qing: "..."
The door was pushed open, and a government servant walked in with an anxious look on his face: "Master Chen, there are soldiers and servants from Jingzhao Mansion, and they are also wearing iron shackles, saying they are looking for you."
Chu Qing's expression changed drastically, but Chen Yan just raised his eyebrows slightly and turned around: "Wearing iron shackles?"
"Yes, there are twelve people, and they are holding water and fire sticks." The officer looked worried: "Are you... greedy for human lives and lawsuits?"
Chu Qing blurted out and asked: "Is someone dead?"
"I didn't say anything, but I sent four soldiers, eight soldiers, iron shackles, water and fire sticks. This is obviously to capture the criminal who has taken human life."
Chen Yan stood up and shook his head slightly at Chu Qing: "Teacher Chu, don't panic, it must be a misunderstanding."
Chu Qing said nothing.
I just beat up someone yesterday, and the Jingzhao Mansion came to pick him up early this morning. How could it be a misunderstanding?
Chen Yan was not in a hurry and followed the yamen servant out, followed by Chu Qing.
When we arrived outside the government office, as the officer said, eight soldiers wearing black uniforms were guarding both sides, with swords on their waists. Two of them were carrying shackles on their hands. Four Jingzhao government officials were holding water and fire sticks.
The two of them stood ready.
You must know that Changjing is the center of a country, and its "security" is extremely strict, divided into Jingwei, soldiers and officers.
The servants have no rank and belong to the Jingzhao Mansion. They often deal with people from all walks of life and ordinary people, and they mostly go in and out of Beishi City and the east and west districts.
The number of military soldiers is relatively small. Although they are also under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Mansion, they only patrol Nanshi where dignitaries gather, and are not close to the palace.
Next is the Jingwei, with a total of eight battalions, four inside the city and four outside the city. They take turns to defend the city. Among the four battalions in the city, one battalion is permanently stationed outside the palace to guard the palace, and the remaining three
In the main camp, two of them guard the four gates, and one with a smaller number of people is stationed behind Jingzhao Mansion.
The Jingwei rarely come in and out of the city, so those who maintain public order are soldiers and officers. The Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment will not use the Jingwei to arrest people. They do not have this right, so they generally do not arrest people unless personally instructed by the emperor or the minister.
Everyone is a soldier or a servant.
All petty thefts are the responsibility of the Jingzhao Mansion servants.
Once soldiers are involved, it will be a murder case, even a major case.
However, even if the soldiers were involved, they were only in the streets. This has never happened before, and they went directly to the six government offices to pick up people.
"May I ask if this is Mr. Chen?" A lean man walked out from among the officers, carrying shackles, and said in a cold voice: "Li Xunnan, a low-level soldier who joined the army, was ordered to bring the order documents."
After finishing his sentence, Li Xunnan shook out a piece of yellow paper, with a row of words, from right to left, four words in each row, the criminal's statement, the head of the household department, committed the murder in Bei City, and was arrested and brought to justice. There was a big seal in the lower left corner, stamped on the Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture.
Four above.
Chen Yan looked intently, a strange look flashed across his face, and then he smiled and said, "What does your arrest of Chen Yan have to do with me, Chen Shangyu?"
Chu Qing grinned.
When the hell did you stop showing off your little cleverness?
Shangyu is the word for Chenyan...
Li Xunnan took a step back and coldly snorted: "Take it!"
The eight soldiers quickly formed a fan shape and surrounded Chen Yan, holding the handle of the knife with their right hands.
Chen Yan raised his hand and said, "Can you allow me to explain to my colleagues?"
Li Xunnan nodded slightly: "Right here!"
"good."
Chen Yan turned sideways and whispered to Chu Qing behind him: "Li Xunnan, Nanmu Zhinan, the seventh generation of the Li family, all bear the character Five Life Wood."
Chu Qing was slightly stunned and didn't understand.
Chen Yan continued: "If I didn't act cruelly yesterday, I definitely wouldn't kill anyone."
Chu Qing nodded. He saw the people who were beaten. Although the injuries were quite serious, there was absolutely no chance that anyone would be killed.
"The officers and soldiers of Jingzhao Prefecture captured people in the Six Divisions. They were inconsistent with their feelings and reasons. Everything about this matter is strange. After a while, you go find Shaozhang, tell him about the matter, and warn Shaozhang that when traveling, there will be many
The same goes for you when bringing an entourage, but do you understand?"
Chu Qing shook his head: "I don't understand."
Not only did Chu Qing not understand what Chen Yan meant, Chu Qing suddenly realized that something was wrong with Chen Yan.
It's not that what he said was wrong, but that he was calm and unflappable.
Yes, Chen Yan acted too calmly. There was no panic on his face from beginning to end. Even Chu Qing was secretly impressed by his composure that he could not change his expression even when the mountain collapsed in front of him.
At this moment, Chen Yan's inherent impression in his eyes gradually blurred.
As a result, before Chu Qing could ask further questions in detail, Chen Yan had already turned around, then cleared his throat and coughed twice.
Seeing the officer walking up the steps, Chen Yan suddenly opened his mouth and shouted hoarsely. He pulled open the front of his official robe and loosened his braid.
"Oh, the Jingzhao Mansion is going to frame me, frame me, arrest people, beat people, someone slanders me, all the lords of the household department, come and save me, oh, kill people, kill people."
Chu Qing was stunned. Under the gaze of him and the equally confused Jingzhao Mansion officers, Chen Yan sat down on the ground, rolling back and forth, crying for his father and mother.
The people in Jingzhao Mansion were confused, as were the two government officials guarding the door of the Household Department, and even Fu San, who was standing in the distance and secretly worried, was also confused.
While everyone was stunned, more than a dozen officials rushed out of the Household Office.
An old man took a closer look and cursed: "How dare you, Jingzhao Mansion, to come to the Hubu Yamen Office to cause trouble!"
At this opening, the officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs all yelled and cursed, and then everyone ran out. Instead, they were surrounded by twelve people from Jingzhao Mansion, regardless of whether they were old or young, and they were all spitting.
Far far away.
Such is the chain of contempt in the official circles in central Beijing, Jingzhao Mansion is a yamen that takes the blame, and the six yamen offices do not look down upon them at all.
Chen Yan... is still rolling around on the ground with a disgraced face, which is called "miserable"...