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Chapter 1517 brewing a storm

When Song Jianran came out, the soldiers gathered outside were quiet, but the eyes were clearly dissatisfied.

Yes, they were dissatisfied with Song Jianran!

"Sir, why are such a good person as Ma, so why are you humiliated?"

A sergeant shouted in the crowd, which immediately aroused everyone's anger.

"Yes! A scholar dares to humiliate the dignified Qianhu officials, sir, what have we become?"

"I don't agree! If this matter cannot be resolved fairly, let's go and knock on the verge!"

"Knock on the palace! Knock on the palace! Knock on the palace..."

The voices grew louder and the soldiers became more and more angry.

Song Jianran knew that he had to take action, otherwise the nature of knocking and rebellion would be similar.

Pressing down with both hands, Song Jianran saw the sound gradually disappearing with satisfaction.

But facing these two expectant gazes, Song Jianran suddenly felt very stressed.

"I will keep following up on this matter, please wait and be calm."

Dissatisfaction began to brew, Song Jianran sighed in his heart and said, "Ma Sheng killed someone. According to the law, he would be dealt with. No one can save this..."

The commotion began to begin below, and Song Jianran sighed: "This is the law, and your Majesty cannot save it!"

Yes, the law, although the basic principles of a country are restricted by self-discipline and morality, the law is the foundation for maintaining the normal operation of this country.

"I will go to the palace to say that Ma Sheng points, but you can't make trouble. That's adding fuel to the fire! It will only make Ma Sheng's ending worse..."

After saying that, Song Jianran nodded and entered the palace.

...

The palace was already calm at this moment. When Song Jianran arrived, he saw the shocked expressions of the civil servants, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

If there is no hope, then do your best and leave it to fate!

"Your Majesty, the thousand officials of my family are Ma Sheng..."

Song Jianran looked up at Zhu Gaochi, and when he saw it, he felt impatient, and his heart skipped a beat. Then he said with a tough forehead: "Na Ma Sheng has made many contributions for many years of war, and..."

"He beat someone to death!"

Lu Zhen said lightly.

"If a person is killed, he will bear the consequences. When the law is present, he cannot escape."

Jin Youzi's eyes were very cold, civil and military ties, and the conflicts between civil officials could be abandoned at this moment, and everyone's goals were the same.

Yang Pu watched the series of changes with interest, but he didn't say anything.

During the days of the imperial prison, Yang Pu learned to endure and reflect. He cried and feared in his dreams, and when he woke up, he became the Yang Pu who was tireless in studying.

But Huang Huai frowned and said, "Your Majesty, I remember that the Vermilion Bird Guard has not rested today. How can Ma Sheng drink in the restaurant? Please investigate thoroughly."

Yang Pu sighed slightly when he heard this. He knew that Huang Huai was eager to express his psychology, so he did, but he held it back.

Prison and loneliness are the best teachers. They taught Yang Pu to learn to be patient, to be calm, and to not be able to stand out.

When Song Jianran saw the sweat on his forehead, he determined, "Your Majesty, the Vermilion Bird Guard takes turns to rest, and it's Ma Sheng's turn today."

Lu Zhen sneered: "But beat someone to death after drinking... Your Majesty hates this deeply. Lord Song, Ma Sheng should be used to being domineering, right? He fights with disagreement, what a great power!"

Song Jianran said angrily: "Then Li Chun speaks rudely and humiliates Ma Sheng..."

Huang Huai said coldly: "Ma Sheng can report it, Li Chun will naturally be punished!"

Zhu Gaochi saw Song Jianran's red face, squinted his eyes slightly, then looked outside the hall, and a look of disappointment flashed through his eyes, and then said, "This matter is based on the law, so don't worry about it."

Song Jianran had no choice but to kowtow and apologize, and then Zhu Gaochi nodded, and he stood up and took his leave.

"He's dead!"

Song Jianran heard a small voice after turning around. He couldn't turn around, so he had to leave the palace with indignation.

After leaving the palace, Song Jianran went to find a familiar minor official and asked him how Daming Lu dealt with this, but he was very disappointed.

"Sir, anyone who fights and kills people will not ask about their brothers, feet, other things, golden blades, and will be twisted. Therefore, those who kill them will be killed!"

There is no chance!

Can Ma Sheng hang?

...

"Master, if you follow the rules, Ma Sheng will be dead."

After Huang Zhong explained the law to Fang Xing, he sighed: "If it weren't for the great power of civil officials, Ma Sheng would not have been guilty of death. After all, Li Chun was insulting people first, and the law would have to be reasonable! What's more, Ma Sheng had just returned from the north and was full of evil spirits, alas!"

Fang Xing was assembling a Luban lock. The drawings he drew were very clear, but he assembled countless times and still... they were all together!

Why!

Fang Xing threw the scattered pieces on the table and said, "The key to this matter lies in two points. One is that Ma Shenggang fought for the country, and the evil spirit could not dissipate, so he went to the restaurant for dinner and dispatch, which was a must!"

Fang Xing's eyes suddenly turned sharp and he said, "Second, who gave Li Chun so courage to insult a thousand-household official from the Ming army?"

Huang Zhong felt the coldness coming, and he couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of the so-called evil spirit, and then said, "Mr. I'm afraid that those martial artists will not say anything!"

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Those martial experts pretend to be gentle and read every day, and they wish that those literati could admit that they were disciples of saints. Then they would forget... what Mencius said?"

Huang Zhong nodded and said, "I retreated on my own. Even if there are thousands of people, I will go!"

Fang Xing pondered: "If Wu Xun stayed silent, then he could be considered... they gave up and lost their backbone from now on."

Huang Zhong felt cold all over. He knew that the consequences of Wu Xun's silence would become the world of civil servants from then on, and the outcome of the dispute between civil and military affairs would also occur.

The noble and the martial arts are inferior!

The consequence made Huang Zhong worry. Just as he was about to say something, footsteps came from outside.

"father……"

Fang Xing's evil aura instantly dissipated, and he hurriedly met him, and said with a smile: "Baby Wuyou wakes up?"

Wuyou yawned in Madam Qin's arms with sleepy eyes and said softly: "Dad..."

"Why!"

Fang Xing took her, then pressed her face to her and asked, "Are Wuyou hungry?"

Wuyou turned his face and looked at Huang Zhong blankly.

Huang Zhong looked at the young lady with a smile. The young lady was amazing. Since she was born, the entire Fang family has respected her. Fang Xing held her in his mouth and was afraid of melting her. He held her in his hand and was afraid of falling.

"father……"

"Hey! Come on, my dad just got a Luban lock, let's put it together."

Seeing that Fang Xing had completely forgotten the serious matter, Huang Zhong smiled and said goodbye.

Fang Xing put Wuyou on the table and handed her the loose pieces of Luban lock.

"eat!"

Wuyou picked up a wooden stick and stuffed it into his mouth, and then he woke up the dead soul and snatched it.

"Baby, I don't know how many harmful substances this thing has!"

Wuyou was stolen from the wooden strips. She stared at Fang Xing blankly, and then water vapor slowly began to accumulate in her big eyes. Her small mouth was sagging, watching a storm coming.

Fang woke up and panicked, so he hurriedly handed the wooden stick over and coaxed him: "Don't cry, baby! Dad is wrong, wrong!"

"Wow……"

The storm came as scheduled, accompanied by Fang Xing's voice at a loss to coax the child, and he was full of vitality.
Chapter completed!
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