Chapter 354 Who do you think the people will believe?
Chapter 354 Who do you think the people will believe?
Zhenfa Shenwu Hall, Beitang, Qingpinghou Mansion.
The pale-haired old man tapped the white jade table, with a hint of thought in his eyes, and said slowly: "Feng'er, send an order to the Hou Mansion. From today on, we will have nothing to do with that Uncle Duanyang."
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The eyes of the handsome and noble young master changed slightly, and he said with difficulty: "But dad, my little sister is already engaged to the young master of the Earl's Mansion. The invitations have been sent out, let's"
"From today onwards, tell your sister that if she dares to step out of the Marquis's Mansion, she will be kicked out of the Marquis' Mansion and she will have nothing to do with me anymore! If you dare to take a step towards her, don't blame me for being ruthless!!" The old man stood up slowly and held his hand.
Got the Panlong crutch.
"Dad, what happened? You used to love your little sister the most!" There was endless confusion and confusion in the young man's eyes.
The old man stood in front of the lobby and sighed leisurely: "Do you know who the champion is?"
The young man's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly: "I know. The champion of the Great Sui Dynasty, once the number one in the most popular list, is now the master of Xiaoyao Tianjing. He is also the commander of the five generals of the Xuanjing Division, and he is also the great general of Shenwu in the imperial court.
The power to control the army."
There was a hint of envy and longing in his words.
According to rumors, this prince, who was comparable to a young general in the past, is now twenty years old and a true young talent.
The old man shook his head slightly, and his eyes were a little more profound: "He is still the Shura Ming King who once bloodbathed the Jiangnan Mansion and trampled on the twelve sects! Now, the old prince gave him the Shang Fang Sword, and he has arrived in our land of Jingchu."
"Just now, I got the news. He killed Jing Haibo's son on the cross-river rope, and even wiped out the entire family of Earl Duanyang! One hundred and eighty-seven people, no one was spared!!"
The young man felt chills all over his body and said in a trembling voice: "He, what is he going to do?"
"What else can there be? To support the Sui Dynasty and suppress the rebels in the past! Just like he did in Jiangnan Mansion!" The old man's words had a somewhat solemn meaning and his eyes were deep: "Now, in the court, there are still loyal ministers.
, not many left!”
"And he, Chen Xiu, may be one of them! He is also the most crazy and cruel existence!"
There was a bit of coldness in the young man's eyes, and his five fingers were like knives and he gently wiped his throat: "In that case, let's not do it."
"Do you think it's that simple?"
There was a bit of chill in the old man's words: "He is a direct disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Zhenwu Shen Sect, and he is also a high-level protector of the Taoist Divine Thunder Method. His status is comparable to that of the countless disciples of Buddhism! What's more important is that behind him,
Standing are [Young Master Qinglian], [General Zhongyong], and the [Silver-haired Lion King] under the prince of Qingzhou! Even [Duke Tang] is very familiar with him!"
hiss--
The young man couldn't help but gasp, his voice trembling: "Three, three supreme beings?"
"Otherwise, do you think that as a Marquis above the court, I need to come and visit you personally?" The old man snorted coldly, holding the dragon crutch and putting on the python robe, there were rapid footsteps.
"Master Marquis, Jing Haibo is asking for an audience outside the door." The old housekeeper spoke cautiously.
The old man's eyes were dull and he raised his hand gently: "You prepare the car at the back door and go to Tai'an Building. And tell him that I have been ill recently and went to Jiangnan Mansion to seek medical treatment. I'm afraid I won't be here for more than a month.
Fuzhong, I’m so sorry!”
"As commanded!!"
The vehicle drove slowly through the street, and two voices of common people's discussions reached the old man's ears.
"My poor daughter! That beast, Uncle Duanyang, died well!!"
"The sky has eyes!!"
"God, you finally opened your eyes and looked at us!!"
The old man raised his hand slightly and said indifferently: "Stop the car."
He gently stepped out of the vehicle and walked to a bungalow among the guards.
"Has your girl been harmed by Uncle Duanyang?" The old man pretended to sigh sadly, and his words seemed quite sad: "It is my fault that the people have suffered such a catastrophe."
"As a prince, I failed to protect peace! I am ashamed of your majesty!"
Tears even appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he raised his hand gently: "I order that all those who have been harmed will be compensated with eighty taels of silver! At the same time, the Xuanjing Division is ordered to apprehend the criminals in the name of Qingpinghou! No matter what
Whether he is a prince, grandson, or a member of a noble family, we will not let him go!"
After saying that, he sighed and stepped between the vehicles.
"Master, what are you doing?" There was a bit of confusion in the attendant's eyes!
"Since it's an acting, we have to do the whole thing." The old man spoke slowly, his eyes passing over the beggar on the side of the road, and he said in a long voice: "Have you noticed? From the moment we stepped out of the mansion, we were completely monitored.
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The guards and the coachman both trembled, with a hint of fear in their eyes: "Sir, are you a warrior or a Qi practitioner?"
"neither."
The old man's words seemed to have some emotion: "They are mortals, the lowest level of mortals."
"The vendors carrying burdens, the farmers pushing carts, the beggars on the roadside, the jugglers holding broken bowls, the traders selling horses, and the porters doing hard work. They are all staring at us!"
"Countless pairs of eyes from all directions are watching us. That champion, I suddenly want to see him. In the eyes of our generation, such a lowly mortal is almost useless. But in his hands
, has become the brightest eye, and I admire it very much. After all, although the huge Dharma-Suppressing Shenwu Hall is an institution of the imperial court, it is more of a mortal who maintains its operation." The old man's words were quite profound.
The wheels passed slowly.
Along the way, with the old man's eyes closed, his soul could still feel the intense gaze.
"Sir, we're here. This is Tai'an Building."
Hearing this, the old man got out of the car, held Panlong's crutch, and said indifferently: "You guys, just wait outside the building."
"But."
The old man raised his hand gently and said with a chuckle: "The champion is a smart man, he won't do anything. What's more, don't forget, I was also a master at the level of Xiaoyao Tianjing."
He stepped straight into the building.
It was extremely quiet at this moment, except for a tall figure gently studying the letter in his hand.
"Why are you here?"
Listening to the young man's words, the old man smiled lightly: "I am a Marquis of the imperial court after all, so I have some power of my own, right? Moreover, it seems that the Marquis has not deliberately hidden his whereabouts."
His eyes fell on the letter paper that filled the room, and he frowned slightly: "Master Marquis, what is this?"
Chen Xiu gently raised his hand, with several pages of letter floating around.
Several letters caught the eye of the old man, and they were combined into one sentence: "The son of Ning Haibo, robbed the women of the people, killed people and expropriated goods."
"Master Hou, the son of Ning Haibo is as good as Long Yang. Your information seems to be wrong." The old man said slowly.
Chen Xiu sneered, with a deep smile: "This is just a fabrication by Xiu. But whether it is true or false, as long as I spread it, it will be true!"
"After all, who do you think the people will believe? Will they believe you, the superior dukes, or will they believe me, the court official who gives them money, stands up for them, and is about to give them hope?"