Three hundred and seventieth eight chapters cry child
Changsun Jun was hiding behind and sighed, regretting endlessly. He really didn't expect that Yang Fan was still as naive as ever.
You must know that the Beiya Imperial Guards you brought are about ten times the number of the opponent.
Just now, I just wanted to show off this guy's face, but now it seems that it has been self-defeating.
Changsun Jun secretly sighed, even the wounds on his face didn't seem so painful anymore.
But when he suddenly raised his head again, he was immediately dumbfounded.
The more than 100 Beiya imperial guards he brought with him were actually beaten like sheep by Yang Fan's personal guards.
If the stinging pain on his face hadn't told Changsun Jun that it wasn't Rong dreaming, he would have thought he hadn't woken up!
How is this going?
When did Beiya's imperial guards become so vulnerable?
Changsun Jun rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking that his eyes were blurred by the blood and he saw wrongly.
More than a hundred people were beaten against a dozen or so people. Who would believe it?
Before he could recover, several soldiers guarding him not far away flew out in an instant.
One fine day, it turned out that Yang Fan had broken through the siege and was approaching him.
Seeing Yang Fan galloping towards him, Changsun Jun was frightened and scared out of his wits.
If he was caught by this kid, he probably wouldn't get anything good, and he didn't want to fall into Yang Fan's hands even if he was beaten to death.
Holding back the severe pain, he panicked and prepared to mount his horse and turn around to escape.
Although I will lose all my prestige in front of these subordinates in the future, it is still ten thousand times better than being caught by Yang Fan.
But before he could get on the horse, he felt his collar tighten, and his whole body was lifted up like a cloud.
Changsun Jun secretly said something bad, and he was immediately ashamed and angry to death.
When a new official took office, he originally wanted to show off his abilities, but he didn't know that he would lose the rice by stealing the chicken, and he would be embarrassed and embarrassed.
Not to mention whether he will be able to gain a foothold in Beijing in the future, his father Changsun Wuji will be extremely disappointed in him if he behaves like this.
This conflict did not last long. Within a quarter of an hour, about a hundred Beiya guards were lying on the ground, lamenting.
Yang Fan's group of guards were already good at unarmed combat, and they were even more familiar with techniques such as removing joints.
Although the guards did not injure their roots, severe pain was unavoidable, and many of them screamed hoarse.
Although several of Yang Fan's personal guards were injured, their endurance was much stronger and they gritted their teeth and kept silent.
Facing more than ten times the number of Beiya Imperial Guards, no one fell down, which was enough to make them proud.
Obviously, the cruel training effect is still very good.
This kind of conflict does not have high requirements on the ability to rush into battle. After all, it is a close-quarters fight, with bare hands, but it has high requirements on the physical fitness and reaction ability of the soldiers!
Compared to the Beiya Imperial Guards, Yang Fan's group of personal guards were completely crushed in terms of strength and team coordination!
However, Yang Fan knew that if weapons were really used, these Beiya guards would not be able to fight back.
In terms of weapons, there is really no one in the entire Tang Dynasty that can match these personal guards. After all, it is a dimension reduction strike.
Some people who were watching from a distance saw that Yang Fan brought down more than a hundred guards with only a dozen people.
The cries of "God of War" suddenly came and went.
When Changsun Jun saw that the people he had brought were defeated, he could only lament and closed his eyes tightly, ignoring Yang Fan's narrow eyes.
Looking at Changsun Huan being lifted into his hands, Yang Fan said coldly: "Do you still dare to stop me from entering the city?"
Changsun Huan did not reply, but kicked his legs and struggled, perhaps wanting to express his dissatisfaction in this way.
Seeing that this guy still dared to struggle, Yang Fan said angrily: "If you move again, believe it or not, your legs will be broken?"
Changsun Jun was just a dandy. He didn't dare to move after hearing Yang Fan's words. He didn't want to become a cripple like His Highness the Crown Prince.
He never doubted Yang Fan's words.
After all, even the prince dared to hit the prince with this stick, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to break one of his legs?
However, he still had the courage to say: "What are you going to do? You actually dare to waste Emperor Gu's life and even injure the imperial guards. How will you explain to His Majesty?"
Yang Fan chuckled and waved his hand indifferently: "You should still care about yourself!"
After saying that, he turned to a group of Beiya guards who were standing or lying down and said: "Listen to me, I will go to your majesty now to seek justice. If you resist again, don't blame my relatives.
Strike hard!"
After saying that, he deliberately asked Xi Jun to buy a few more words, for fear that this boy would cause trouble again. This guy is simply a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.
But Yang Fan liked it very much and was very pleased.
After finishing the explanation, Yang Fan rode his horse and carried Changsun Jun towards Zhuque Street.
Being held up by his collar, Chang Sun Jun's feet were dangling in the air, for fear that he would fall into a cripple if Yang Fan let go.
In fear, Changsun Jun begged: "Marquis Zhongyi, can you let me ride alone, or can you find a carriage?"
But he was cursing in his heart.
The people who came to welcome the army today were already waiting on both sides of the street.
If he was being carried around like this, how could he be allowed to live?
You can't prepare a horse for me, or even a cloth bag!
Yang Fan doesn't care whether he is embarrassed or not. Since he has already broken his face, he doesn't care about Changsun Jun's feelings.
I have never had any conflicts with the Changsun family, but both Changsun Chong and Changsun Wuji often find trouble. Do you really think Yang Fan is easy to bully?
Besides, today this guy has been labeled as disobeying the emperor's order. If he is captured, his fate may be even worse than him.
Maybe this kid wants to tie me to a horse's butt and drag him through the streets.
At this time, there were many people on both sides of the street, and Changsun Jun was given a taste of humiliation to see who would dare to make trouble easily in the future.
He rode his horse to the Tai Chi Palace and threw Changsun Jun to the ground. Then Yang Fan jumped off the horse.
Changsun Jun was choked by his collar along the way, and was thrown by Yang Fan again, almost fainting.
Now that he could breathe freely, he realized how wonderful it was to breathe freely.
But due to the whip marks on his face and his embarrassed appearance, the eldest grandson looked extremely miserable.
When the guard guarding the gate of Taiji Palace saw someone approaching on horseback, he quickly asked loudly: "Stop, what's the important matter?"
Yang Fan took a few steps forward and said loudly: "Admiral of the Supervision and Operations, Yang Fan, the Marquis of Zhongyi, would like to see your Majesty."
When the forbidden soldier heard that it was Yang Fan, his eyes were full of admiration.
What Yang Fan did in Tubo spread among the army.
However, he asked as usual: "What is the matter with Marquis Zhongyi? Today, Your Majesty is preparing to welcome the mighty army of the Tang Dynasty, but he is not coming to court."
Yang Fan said seriously: "I am going to file a lawsuit today."
The imperial guard guarding the door was confused and almost thought he heard wrongly.
Isn’t it always someone else’s complaint against you?
It's really strange that you, an old man, also have the time to say goodbye to others!
Even His Highness the Crown Prince can't do anything to you in Chang'an City, who else can bully you?
When he raised his eyes, he saw Chang Sun Jun lying on the ground trying to catch his breath. However, this guy was completely unrecognizable and even after looking at him for a long time, he didn't recognize him.
Then he turned around and asked hesitantly: "Marquis Zhongyi, this is..."
Yang Fan said lightly: "This guy is the third young master of Duke Zhao's mansion, and he is the one who uses his status to bully me."
"???" The guard was speechless!
Who is bullying whom?
If it weren't for the fact that Sun Jun was still struggling to breathe, he would have thought there was no hope.
But in my heart, I admired Yang Fan even more.
This is Chang Sun Jun!
My father is the eldest grandson Wuji, who holds all the power in the government, and my aunt is the empress of the court, so she can be said to be a noble person.
He had also heard about Chang Sun Jun, who had gone from being a good-for-nothing second-generation dandy to becoming a captain of the Beiya Imperial Guards. These big-headed soldiers had talked about him a lot.
But who told this guy to have a good father!
Now seeing Changsun Jun's miserable state, the imperial guard felt relieved for some reason.
I don’t know what kind of torture this handsome third son of the eldest son’s family suffered to become like this. It seems that he will never be able to rely on his face to make a living in the future, right?
Seeing the guard looking at Chang Sun Jun with some schadenfreude, Yang Fan couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only glare and shout angrily: "Why don't you go and report it? Do you want to be beaten?"
"No!" Seeing Yang Fan's anger, the imperial guard who had just spoken was startled, and quickly turned around and ran into the palace gate.
After a while, a chamberlain came out. He first looked at Yang Fan, then leaned over to verify the identity of Changsun Jun, and then said: "Your Majesty is discussing matters with the ministers. Marquis Zhongyi, please come with your servant."
After that, he turned around and led the way.
Yang Fan walked a few steps and found that Changsun Jun had not followed him. He turned around and shouted: "You are so slow...you kid still want me to carry you in?"
Hearing Yang Fan's devilish voice, Chang Sun Jun didn't dare to delay. He quickly stood up and followed tremblingly.
He didn't dare to stay. If he didn't leave, Chang Sun Jun could guarantee that Yang Fan would dare to drag him into the Tai Chi Palace like a dead dog.
Although in his heart, Changsun Jun believed that he was not wrong. After all, he acted in accordance with the emperor's orders.
But he really doesn't want to come to Tai Chi Palace.
His father, Changsun Wuji, was summoned by His Majesty early in the morning, and he did not want his ugly appearance to be seen by Changsun Wuji.
If Yang Fan is captured, even if he is unreasonable, Changsun Jun will be very willing to show off, and his father will not really blame him.
But now the situation was just the opposite. Not only were more than ten times the guards beaten to a pulp, but they themselves were also made prisoners, and their face was completely lost.
When the emperor gets angry, he may be kicked off his position as captain, which is a guarantee for him to compete for the position of head of the family.
Now that there is no way to retreat, Changsun Jun lamented, hoping that your majesty would see clearly and make the decision for him.
But even so, I can never get my face back.
From now on, his jokes will be spread throughout Chang'an City.
Gossip is really terrible.
Thinking of his eldest brother Sun Chong, he rarely even leaves the house now.
Changsun Jun was so regretful that his intestines turned green!
Why do you have to mess with this stick?
In their thoughts, the two of them quickly arrived at the Tai Chi Hall.
The old eunuch Wang Huangui was standing at the door. When he saw Yang Fan and the others arriving, he bowed and said: "Your Majesty has decreed that Marquis Zhongyi and Captain Changsun can enter the palace without any permission. Please come with me."
As soon as he saw His Majesty Li Er, Changsun Jun did not panic anymore and raised his head with a proud look on his face.
And Yang Fan returned the favor with a cupped hand: "Sorry to bother you, Eunuch Wang, I haven't seen you for a few months, but your body is still so strong!"
Wang Huangui's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said: "I'm so sorry that the Lord Zhongyi is thinking of you. I'm very lucky for you. Lord Marquis is too kind."
As he said that, he glanced at the embarrassed Chang Sun Jun from the corner of his eyes and shook his head secretly.
It is said that Marquis Zhongyi is a tough guy, but every time he enters the palace, he is always polite to the servants and maids.
These handsome, courteous, and virtuous young men from high families have always looked arrogant and condescending.
Comparing the two, there is a huge difference, and they deserve to be beaten.
Wang Huangui sighed and led the two of them into the Tai Chi Hall.
Changsun Jun prepared his emotions and prepared to strike first.
As long as he cries well and looks miserable, he will definitely gain some sympathy points.
Entering the main hall with his head lowered, Chang Sun Jun was just about to kneel in when he was startled by a heart-rending cry beside him.
I heard Yang Fan kneeling down and shouting hoarsely: "Please make the decision for me, Your Majesty! I have suffered many scars from fighting for the country, and I was seriously injured by the villain. But as soon as your Majesty summoned me, I became seriously ill."
I came here to have an audience, but I didn’t expect that I would be embarrassed by Changsun Jun as soon as I entered the city gate. If Your Majesty doesn’t make the decision for me, I will die in peace!"
Changsun Jun was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do for a moment!
Sister Ni, what is going on?
It seems like you are the one who was beaten, right?