Chapter 271: The former prince of Zongzheng’s mansion is wild, and the golden bell is hanging upside down on the old locust tree

The next morning, the officials of Zongzheng Mansion moved several tables to Zongzheng Street early, and set up a cloth trick on the side of the table with the words "Sign in". The black-clad guards also lined up from the mansion, blocked both ends of the street, and cleaned up a bunch of idle people.

The sky gradually became brighter, and the timer hourglass on the sign-in table reminded people that it was almost time for the hour of Mao.

At this time, men in groups of three and three appeared on the street. These men looked lazy and loose. Leading the leading men with serious expressions, they walked through the heavily guarded black guards and arrived at the sign-in table. The leading man insulated man clasped his fists at the official behind the table and said in a deep voice: "Prince Rong is a branch, Qin Wushui, a generation of Shui, leads his clan brothers to report."

The officials of Zongzheng Mansion smiled and said, "It's okay to say it." However, the black-clothed guard with a black face was glaring fiercely, and then he stood up straight and said seriously, "Qin Fengshui, the name of Prince Rong, the name of Qin Shengshui..." While pulling out a booklet with a green spine from a pile of thick files, turning a few pages to find the name, making a mark on the side, and then putting him in.

Several other men in good costumes also reported their names in a regular manner and successfully entered Zongzheng Street. At this time, it was those lazy guys who were slutty, a hippie smiley, a haircut on his head, a fat silk robe, and a honeysuckle belt, and stood at the table with his arms around him, and said with a slouching look on his face: "Where are you going to send the man?"

The official of Zongzheng Mansion frowned and said, "Didn't the mansion write a long time ago? The soldiers of Zongzheng Mansion went to Jingshan Camp to assemble."

The young man said 'oh' and suddenly said, "It seems that something is happening." As he said that, he took out a ball of paper from his arms, spread it out and smoothed it, held it in his hand and shook it seriously, "Is it this piece of paper?"

When the official saw that the mansion was rubbed like this by him, he said angrily: "Blasphemy of Zongzheng Mansion is blasphemy of your Prince Rong's Mansion. Please respect yourself!" The black-clothed guard next to him thought to himself: This gangster-like guy is actually a prince.

Prince Rong laughed and said, "If you don't talk about that, let's just talk about the matter." After saying that, he pointed to the wrinkled yellow paper and said, "The above said that he was reporting to the third day of this month. Now it's fifteen. What's the point?" The man behind him laughed and echoed, "That's right, let's go home and sleep."

The official of Zongzheng Mansion turned red and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it because you haven't arrived in the third year of junior high school, that Lord Zongzheng has to come back to deal with it in person."

The lazy prince slapped the table and shouted: "Mr. Zongzheng must let people live! It's going to be cold and cold. Everyone is dragon son and grandson. Why do you stay in the warm chalet and enjoy the happiness, but you sent your brothers to the valley to suffer! You can't make any sense when you go!" The men around him also shouted with excitement, and they were unwilling to respond to this.

The officials of Zongzheng Mansion were about to speak, but Qin Fengshui, who had just entered, couldn't listen and said rudely: "Qin Qishui, come in, don't show your eyes in there!"

The prince named Qin Qishui immediately refused to let him go and glared: "Qin Xianshui! You are too unruly. How dare you roar at the prince's prince! Calling you Fifth brother is a way to praise you, you are the dog in our Prince Rong's mansion!"

Qin Wu Shuiqi's face turned pale, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Didn't you agree to it yesterday? Why did you go back on your word?" Prince Rong was the patriarch of their branch. Although Qin Wu Shui was not afraid of the prince Kongzi, he didn't want to be laughed at for this.

But Qin Qishui obviously didn't know what to do. Seeing Qin Xianshui's posture lowered, he thought he was afraid of him and said even more arrogantly: "Yesterday was yesterday. Grandpa, I slept all night and changed my mind. Do you care?" At this time, soldiers led the strong men from their family to come one after another. Seeing that the intersection was blocked, they were confused for a moment, so they stood around and asked each other about what had just happened.

Qin Fengshui had a bad temper at first, so he glared suddenly and shouted loudly: "Say the last time again, get in! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Qin Qishui monster laughed, untied the honeysuckle belt, pulled the fat silk robe on his body, exposed the prince's wardrobe, slapped the three-clawed dragon on his chest, and said contemptuously: "Come on, you have the advantage and disadvantages to face this messenger, grandpa hides for a while, and you will raise it!" The Qin law stipulates that only the prince can embroider the dragon, and the prince is above the heir, so there are dragons. Once the dragon is embroidered, it means that the position is at the top of the Great Qin title, and all officials kneel down to greet him and do not disobey.

Although the imperial power declined in this era, even the Ten-Clawed Golden Dragon and Emperor Zhaowu had people who dared to disobey, let alone these declining royal families. But in broad daylight, who would dare to blatantly deal with him outside the Zongzheng Mansion?

Qin Xianshui was also in a dilemma for a moment. Let's go in. That boy is wearing a royal robe. If he retreats, he can't swallow his breath and can't afford to lose this person.

The clan men watching the fun beside him cheered again, and the number of soldiers was too small and he had been away from home for many years, so he could not suppress it.

Seeing Qin Qishui's look of smugness, Qin Xianshui thought to himself that this matter was obviously aimed at the sect. Although I was a prince Rong, the twin brother was the sect's stern and could not be a turtle. Thinking of this, he made up his mind and reached out and stepped forward. He grabbed Qin Qishui's collar, pulled him over with his hands, raised his fist like a jealous bowl, and almost shouted to the face: "Are you convinced?"

Qin Qishui didn't expect him to be so arrogant. His face turned pale as paper. He was about to beg for mercy, but he suddenly remembered the man's promise and became tough again. He said with a harsh and timid voice: "You... let go, you dare to disrespect this prince. This is disobedience, do you know?"

Qin Fengshui saw that he was like a cooked duck, his whole body was soft and his mouth was still hard. His fists were clattering and he roared angrily: "I'll kill you, a rebellious thing!" He said that, and punched Qin Qishui's door.

Seeing that the iron fist really hit, Qin Qishui screamed, closed his eyes tightly, and said, "I dare not..." After a while of fear, he did not feel the deadly pain. Then he opened his eyes and saw that Qin Qishui's fist was clenched by a guard in black clothes and black armor, just an inch from his face.

Qin Yanshui turned around in anger and saw that it was the true confidant of the sect, Lord Shi Yongshi, and then he hummed and pulled his fist away. Qin Qishui was shocked and screamed: "Your master dare not mess with me, but you, the dog, have shown your fault for your diligence!"

Qin Xianshui turned his head with an extremely ugly expression, and it seemed that he was extremely angry. Shi Yong smiled and patted his shoulder, and said softly, "The prince is the master." As he said that, several ferocious black-clothed guards came up, one of whom suddenly punched and knocked down Qin Qishui, who was still laughing wildly, and the other tied his legs with a hemp rope. The third person threw the rope onto the bare old locust tree on the street. When the rope passed a thick branch, the black-clothed guards caught it and ran backwards.

Before the prince on the ground could figure out the situation, his highness felt his feet being pulled up in the air, and then his body was also hanging in the air. After a moment of dizziness, the world in his eyes became an upside down.

The hundreds of people watching the fun were watching the fun, and they couldn't close their mouths. They were about to see that "lower defeated the upper part" but they didn't want to fight halfway, but they couldn't fight. The audience was about to be disappointed, but they changed their fight and hanged the prince upside down. This series of changes only happened within a few breaths, which was really dazzling.

Shi Yong looked at everyone in the venue with contempt, bowed to the official at the sign-in table and said, "Sir, please continue."

"Oh, obey the order!" The official quickly came to his senses, looked at the hourglass at the table, and shouted to the clan who was still watching the fun on the street: "There are two quarters of an hour left, everyone should sign in quickly!"

The clan men looked at the prince who was hanging upside down on the crooked tree and flew around, and they couldn't help but feel timid and wanted to go forward to sign in. However, one of the people shouted in the crowd: "Young and young men, don't be afraid of him. Nothing can be touched except for clan churches and taming rods. They are ignoring the national laws and regulations. Let's go to the prince to judge!" As he said that, he took dozens of people and left. Among the clans, he immediately followed 30% of them, but 30% went forward to sign in and went to sign in. There were also 30% of them who were both ends of the rat. They didn't know which side to follow, so they simply didn't follow or sign in, and stood by the road and waited to see.

The clans who were walking back in a fierce manner soon arrived on the street, and they were greeted by teams of black-clothed guards with cold eyes. These black-clothed guards put away their weapons, changed into iron hoops and jujube sticks, and looked at these dilapidated people with a bad look on their faces.

The two sides confronted each other five feet apart, and the number of people in the ruined royal family was even higher.

A squadron leader came out, raised his wooden stick and pointed at the leading man, shouting, "Go back! Otherwise, you will hang them all!"

The leading man looked stunned, but when he saw that there were many people on his side and the other party had no sharp weapons, he became timid and shouted loudly: "Everyone scouts you, fight with them!" When everyone heard this, they took out various weapons such as knives, iron chisels, hammers, etc. from their robes, and they were obviously prepared.

The royal families were about to rush forward, but they saw the black-armored guards on the opposite side all brought a pig-head-like mask, which looked inconsistent and ridiculous. The royal families suddenly laughed out loud. They only heard that the Han general Di Qing was wearing a ghost mask, but they didn't hear that someone was wearing a pig-head and was fighting. The pace of rushing forward was slowed down for a while. The pig-head mask could actually stop the enemy, but it was an additional effect that the black guards could not imagine.

With a few whistling sounds, more than a dozen pottery jars flew from both sides of the road to the royal family formation holding weapons. Accompanied by the crackling sound, thick and pungent white smoke evaporated. The royal family immediately coughed, snot and tears were all over, throwing the weapon in their hands, and rushing around with their heads in their arms.

The black guards had already seized the four corners, and they came out and knocked down the other one. They had skillful movements and were full of beauty. Obviously, it was not the first time they did such a thing.

This is the street, and the smoke cannot last long. It is soon blown away by the autumn wind. A few strands float to the crowd of royal families watching from afar, causing a violent cough. Only then did people know that the black armored guards used not magic tricks, but something similar to wolf smoke.

The black guards did what they said, dragged the 100 men to the side of the road, tied them with ropes, and hung them upside down on the tree. For a moment, the row of century-old locust trees outside Zongzheng's mansion was full of fruits, and the autumn harvest atmosphere was full of autumn.

The remaining 30% of the royal family dared not hesitate. They rushed to the table to sign, and stood there honestly. They finally understood that the prince inside was not something that they could compete with.

When the last clan had signed the sign, the hourglass had also been put into the last grain of sand. The official looked at the streets and saw that no one was coming again, he stood up and bowed to Shi Yong, "Sir Shi, the time has come."

Shi Yong nodded, took the sign-in book he handed over, turned around and went into the mansion to report to the main courtyard of the main hall.

Zongzheng's mansion covers a magnificent land, and as the chief, Da Zongzheng naturally has a grand courtyard. Shi Yong walked through the three Yuemen caves and found the prince in the innermost small garden.

Qin Lei was fighting with Qin Wei, or beating Qin Wei. Like the iron eagle in the past, Qin Wei was afraid of hurting the prince who was in the recovery period, so he did not dare to take all his strength. He could only stand on the left and right and be beaten secretly by Qin Lei's fists and feet, which was as fast as a wave of fists and feet.

Seeing Shi Yong come in, Qin Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and jumped away and said, "Mr. Shi is here."

Qin Lei kicked his legs empty with a whip, so he had to put them away in a bad mood and smiled at Qin Wei who was rubbing his arms: "You are wronged for a few days first. When the Lone King becomes better, you naturally don't have to keep your hand." Qin Wei grinned and left to prepare breakfast for the prince.

He took the towel handed over by the guards next to him, wiped the sweat all over his face, and asked in a muffled voice: "How is it, have you collected it?" He heard what he meant, but he was unaware of what happened outside.

Shi Yong reported what happened just now in a deep voice. Qin Lei did not blame him for taking action without permission. He granted the three generals he relied on: Shen Qing, Shen Bing, and Shi Yong, the arbitrary power of "adapting to the situation and authorizing afterwards". Therefore, Shi Yong did not overstep his authority just now.

After he finished speaking, Qin Lei took a deep breath and said, "How many sign-in were finally signed in?"

"Five hundred and ten people." Shi Yong whispered.

Qin Lei suddenly felt a fire in his heart, and he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The 17,500 staff membership has just come to a fraction of it. Who gave these guys the courage?"

Shi Yong could not answer this question, but fortunately Qin Lei did not ask him to answer, but continued to ask: "What's wrong with those soldiers? Why didn't they even come back?"

Shi Yong still couldn't answer this question, but fortunately he was lucky today. Qin Fengshui hurried in from the Yuemen Cave and knelt down when he saw Qin Lei, saying, "Report to Prince, Qin Zhicai sent someone to send a message. Last night, someone incited various clan relatives to resist the orders and disrespect him. He was taking his soldiers and arresting people from house to house."

Hearing that the soldiers were not in trouble, Qin Lei calmed down and nodded, "Did he say who is so bold and dare to disobey the orders of Zong Zheng Mansion?"

Qin Fengshui was just about to answer when he rushed into the black guard outside, and knelt down on one knee panting, "Your Majesty, the prince has invited a taming stick to attack Qin Zhicai!"

Qin Lei spat fiercely when he heard this, and shouted angrily: "It's really the second brother's despair! I, I..." I wanted to greet his ancestors, but they were both in the same clan and in the same clan, so they really couldn't get the advantage, so they had to give up angrily.

He felt naturally frustrated when he couldn't scold him. Qin Lei clenched his fist and shouted in hatred: "Let the troops! Go and save the people with the orphan!"

Seeing that there were no outsiders, Shi Yong whispered: "Our black-armored cavalry are all outside, and only three hundred black-clad guards are following him. How can we compete with the prince guards?"

Qin Lei was not angry when he heard this, but instead grinned: "Contend? Why do you need to contend? I want to make the second brother fall into a big fall, and even ten Nanhua Taoist priests can't get it back!"

Seeing that the prince was confident, all the subordinates took the order in unison and prepared to go. Qin Wei quickly hung armor for Qin Lei.

At this time, Qin Lei's heart fire gradually faded, and his mind became clear. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but murmuring to himself: "The second brother is going to take our army." Qin Wei chuckled softly: "That prince, the master, the sage."

Qin Lei shook his head and laughed: "The second brother has always been tolerant, and he claims that he cannot tolerate the people in the world. I have never seen him move in the past two years since I came to Kyoto." As he said that, he turned his eyes to the direction of the Prince's Mansion in the east, and murmured: "The poisonous snake bites people rarely once, but he wants to kill him with a stick."
Chapter completed!