Chen Yushi, who had been recuperating at home for several days, finally felt that his body had improved a lot, and his head, which had been groggy all day, gradually regained its clarity.
Today, I finally returned to my normal life and prepared to go to the government office, so I stood in front of the bronze mirror.
Looking at his face, he saw that the bruises had dissipated a lot, and there were still some, but it no longer affected his majesty as an iron-clad censor.
However, what is deplorable is that one of my back molars is missing. In the future, I will have to rely on the other side for success.
Touching his face, Chen Yushi couldn't help but secretly hate him, and he cursed the damned vulgar martial artist.
In my heart, I couldn't help but regret a little. If I hadn't activated the taunting skill that day in the tattoo shop, I might not have had to suffer such a blow.
But then again, since I received this beating, I have been regarded as an idol by the young censors in the censorship team.
After all, that young man was Quan Huan Tongguan's stepson, and he was beaten by Quan Huan's stepson, which showed that he was not at odds with Quan Huan's treacherous ministers.
Such a personality will surely allow him to gain more prestige among the censor team and young officials.
However, the price paid is really a bit high, and such physical damage will never be repaired in a lifetime.
Thinking of this, Chen Yushi let out a long sigh, and then he stopped his thoughts and left home, heading towards the government office.
After receiving a lot of praise, the superior supervisor also arranged a relatively easy job for Chen Yushi.
He was just a streetwalker, partnering with another censor, and wandering around Bianliang City in Tokyo blindly.
Of course, this is also a serious job. Their work includes but is not limited to inspecting the security situation in Bianliang City, Tokyo.
More importantly, they also patrolled to see if any officials dared to violate court laws, such as blatantly going to restaurants to eat and drink.
Because according to Song law, it is illegal for officials to go to restaurants to eat and drink, and they will be dismissed from office.
However, such regulations have long since collapsed in the current Song Dynasty.
If we really want to pursue the case strictly, the official of the Song Dynasty who easily got into the bed of the master's girl was a typical example of knowing the law and breaking the law.
Nowadays, as long as they, the censors, see officials eating and drinking in restaurants outside of working hours, there is no problem.
What's more, they, the censors, have already started to lead a life of debauchery and debauchery. If they don't take a stroll around the Goulan Pavilion at night, it seems as if something is missing in their lives.
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At this moment, there seemed to be a fierce conflict ahead, and Chen Yushi quickly asked his followers to go and see what was going on.
Shortly after the meeting, my followers rushed over in shock to report that there were two groups in front of us who were having a large-scale brawl.
It is said that because of the football match the day before yesterday, one party bribed the players of another football club, causing the other club to lose a lot of money due to the disastrous defeat.
But today, the losing club rushed over with murderous intent to demand an explanation. Why couldn't the winner spit out the meat in his mouth?
As a result, what started as a verbal dispute between the two sides has now developed into a group fight with fists and fists.
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"Brother, look..." Chen Yushi heard that both sides had gathered twenty or thirty people, and a group fight was going on at the moment. He couldn't help but subconsciously look at the old censor beside him.
The forty-year-old old censor beside him stroked his long beard, he was very experienced and authentic.
"You and I need to be steady first. If someone is coming, go to Kaifeng Mansion and call the police officer over."
"It's time to show up to my brother after those officers have dealt with him."
After hearing what the old censor said, Chen Yushi nodded with deep understanding.
I am afraid that if I and the old censor join forces, they may not be the opponents of a member of the football club, so there is no need to show this shame.
At this moment, on the second floor of the restaurant, Tong Zhisheng was proudly showing off his half-completed tattoo to Cai Laoliu in front of him.
This situation has been worked out for several days. After all, if you want to have "The Analects" tattooed on your body, you have to meet the requirements.
Just like now, Cai Laoliu saw Tong Zhisheng with his entire upper body exposed, and a big sign on his chest.
On the back of the right hand is a large Chinese character "Li", and on the back along the spine are the five characters "Benevolence, Righteousness, Reason, Faith", each of which is nearly two inches in diameter, with thick ink and sharp colors.
Seeing that Cai Laoliu couldn't help but applaud him for striking the case, he thought of this vulgar warrior, using his fists to convince people with reason, with a noble heart and a sense of benevolence, righteousness, reason and benevolence.
Haha, Cai Laoliu just put it in a little bit. If his father, who was a scholar, saw that he dared to do this.
He will definitely be able to jump three feet high, and he will be so excited that he throws down his ruler and picks up a rafter and beats the shit out of himself.
Thinking of his biological father's angry look, Cai Laoliu looked at Tong Zhisheng's tattoos with envy.
If I hadn't been so weak in resisting beatings, I would have wanted to get a tattoo like this all over my body, just to piss off my own father who likes to treat me, the Qilin son of the Cai family, like trash all day long.
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"In the past few days, the Sa family has become more and more uncomfortable. I am afraid that it will take another three days to complete everything..."
Tong Zhisheng said this proudly, raising his arms and making a gesture similar to that of later generations of bodybuilding competitions showing the beauty of muscles and strength.
Then I saw a gourd flying towards me, and then hit Tong Zhisheng on the forehead with a crisp sound.
As soon as the gourd was broken, the liquid inside the gourd splashed out. In an instant, it directly smeared Tong Zhisheng's face. The official uniform of Cai Laoliu, who was standing in front of him, was also stained and stained on his face.
Instantly, a foul smell spread throughout the room.
Tong Zhisheng was so angry that he immediately took the wine bottle from the table and poured it down, washed away the dirt, and took a look.
I saw people fighting each other below, and I also saw that both sides seemed to have prepared this kind of liquid bomb. From time to time, one would be thrown out, which was enough to make people dodge in fear.
"Wow, wow, what straight bitch threw this filth! Stand up for Sajia."
On the second floor, a roar came from Tong Zhisheng, and as a result, the two sides were fighting each other lively.
Even if someone was accidentally injured and cursed, these people who were fighting in groups would not have the time to pay attention to them.
Seeing the tacit agreement between the two parties to ignore themselves and Tong Zhisheng, Tong Zhisheng, who was retching, was also furious.
"Hit them, hit me!"
Tong Zhisheng, who grew up with a cowardly side, saw that Cai Laoliu gave up even today. As the three sons of powerful eunuchs and traitorous ministers, he was responsible for the military force. How could he lag behind others.
He let out a strange scream, jumped down from the second floor, and roared.
"Monks don't lie. If Sajia allows you to walk straight out of this street today, Sajia will kowtow to you."
