According to the regulations, all officials will be given uniforms, including the first-rank bullfighting, the second-rank flying fish, the third-rank python, the fourth- and fifth-rank unicorns, the sixth- and seventh-rank tigers, and the tigers, but only the imperial guards are the emperor's personal soldiers. Whenever there is a court meeting, patrol, and division into Zhizhi, then
Wear a flying fish suit, wear an embroidered spring knife, and serve the emperor.
When Jin Yiwei leaves the capital for work, he also wears a flying fish suit to show that he is an imperial envoy of the emperor. Just by wearing this uniform, he can make local officials retreat. Of course, only genuine Jin Yiwei can have this honor, and the thousands of people in Zhejiang's thousands of households can also
There were only more than a hundred of them - a row of Jin Yiwei in front of them, each wearing a red flying fish suit, with an ivory waistband hanging on their belt, with the words "Jin Yiwei Beizhen Fusi" clearly engraved on it.
They were all Jin Yiwei from Beijing, not those temporarily recruited in Hangzhou.
At this time, each of them had their shoulders raised and their fingers slightly open, just like cheetahs ready to spring up to catch their prey. Several pairs of eyes were like copper bells, staring at Erhei ruthlessly.
If it were Shuai Hui, he would probably wet his pants. Although Er Hei was brave, he was still nervous and asked in a low voice: "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"
The sitting commander of the Imperial Guards, with a thin figure and hooked eyes and hooked nose, was as frightening as a squatting eagle. He did not dare to look at him. With his eagle-like eyes, he looked at Erhei and looked through his teeth.
A line of words squeezed out:
"If you don't just get out of here, you can come with us."
"Bring it here." Erhei raised his hand and said.
"What do you want?" the commander of the Jin Yiwei asked Yincai.
"Let me see where the decree comes from?" Erhei said coldly: "We are subordinate officials of the Chasi Division. Do you have the handwriting of Master Jitai?"
"Absurd" A guard in uniform behind the commander sneered: "When does the Zhenfu Division need the approval of the Justice Division to arrest someone? Let alone a small miscellaneous official, we can arrest even the prefect Daotai."
This statement is true. The Zhenfu Division is the agency responsible for criminal investigation under the Jinyi Guards. It has a special prison and can arrest, interrogate, execute, and execute on its own without having to go through the court's Justice Division. During the Hongwu and Yongle dynasties, he died in the North Town Fu Division.
Countless civil and military nobles were tortured, and a small miscellaneous official was like an ant in their eyes.
"It seems that you are not Wang Xian." The commander of the Jin Yiwei said coldly: "Why doesn't he come out? Is he going to be a coward?"
"Then let's pull out his glans." Jin Yiwei laughed strangely, and several people stepped forward to arrest him from behind.
"You can't go in." Erhei stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "This is the back house of the official family." But the nursing staff behind him shrank and did not dare to step forward.
"Fuck you!" A guard in imperial robes flew up and kicked Erhei, not caring that he was still wearing official uniform.
Er Hei already had some foundation, and he followed Wu Wei to learn and practice hard, and his martial arts was very good. He immediately stepped aside and kicked him back. Unexpectedly, Jin Yiwei was very strong in martial arts. The man sneered and grabbed his ankle with his backhand.
, shouted: "Fuck you" and pushed him out with a cloud hand.
The two black golden roosters were independent, and their lower body was unstable. They staggered back a few steps and knocked over a high-legged flowerpot stand. Before it could react, he was kicked in the abdomen, followed by the chest, head, and more.
Two times, he screamed and fell to the ground.
"Stop!" an angry shout rang out. Wang Xian, who was wearing a Mo Yuan white shirt and a cold face, appeared at the door, followed by Ling Xiao with a tight face. Behind Ling Xiao were several people wearing blue robes and walking on their feet.
A Taoist priest wearing shoes and a bun tied at the top of his head.
"You dare to murder the imperial official." Seeing the unconscious Erhei, Wang Xian's eyes were splitting, and he said angrily: "It's lawless."
When such a big hat was put on, even Jin Yiwei was stunned, but only for a moment, and then he staggered with laughter and said: "Hahahaha, an official as big as sesame seeds and mung beans, one mouthful of an imperial official." "Lawless? Hahaha, we are the law,
We are the sky”
"If you hit me, I'll beat you. What can you do? If you have the ability to fight back," the guard in Jinyi who kicked three times in a row curled up his mantis legs and sneered at Wang Xian: "Grandpa, stand here, come on, otherwise you will be a dog.
Son of a bitch."
"There are still people making such requests." Wang Xian glanced at Ling Xiao.
"Then satisfy him." Lingxiao sneered, raised his right hand, and waved forward: "Hei Yunzi, enter."
A tall, dark-faced Taoist priest heard the sound and rubbed his body. He smiled at the guard in gilded clothes and said, "I know how to do mandarin duck chain kicks. Let's compete." After saying that, without waiting for the other person's consent, he kicked him silently.
Straight in front of the Jinyiwei's face, his kick was faster than lightning and ten times more powerful than Erhei's three-legged cat.
The Jin Yiwei took a step back and avoided it, but they were all fierce-tempered and high-minded guys. How could they be willing to retreat so easily? So they kicked him hard with their legs. In the room of lightning and flint, there was only bang bang.
Bang bang, the two sides exchanged more than a dozen kicks, and the Jin Yiwei's leg seemed to be broken, and finally he couldn't lift it so neatly.
The Taoist priest kicked harder and harder, from the face to the throat to the chest to the lower abdomen. Before the Jin Yiwei was kicked away, he kicked him twelve times. The huge force caused the Jin Yiwei to fly out. When he landed, his upper body was outside the door.
The lower body was inside the door, and his lumbar vertebrae were hitting the threshold. Huge pain came from his waist, which made the Jin Yiwei, who had been fighting for many years, scream and fainted.
When the Taoist priest named Hei Yunzi finished his work, he couldn't help but rub his leg bones. The Jin Yiwei's legs were like iron pillars. It really hurt...
All this happened in just a few breaths. The accomplices fainted and the Jin Yiwei realized their reaction. The reason why they were so slow was because they had always beaten people, and they had never seen one of their own.
Being beaten like this.
Until I heard Wang Xian and Ling Xiao's sarcastic words: "Is this the first time I've heard of such a request?" "Yes, are you satisfied now?"
Only then did the Jin Yiwei react, and looked at the commander with shame and annoyance. The commander's face was ashen, and his eagle eyes shone with cold light as he said, "Reverse, come on!"
"Here", all the subordinates responded and pulled out their sharp embroidered spring knives one after another. However, they did not rush forward in one fell swoop. Instead, they formed a formation of three or five and approached the opponent in an orderly manner.
Seeing that the other party was showing off, the Taoist priests also pulled out their sharp three-foot green swords from their wide sleeves. A bloodbath was about to begin.
"Slow down!" Unexpectedly, the commander of the Jin Yiwei shouted low and stopped his men. He stood up. Well, he wasn't that long... It turned out that he was surprisingly short. No wonder he liked to sit. But his stature did not affect him.
With majesty, his eyes swept over the seven-star swords that were as bright as autumn water, and he asked in a cold voice: "You are Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain."
"Exactly" the Taoist priests did not shy away and said coldly: "Others are afraid of you Jin Yiwei, but Taoist masters are not afraid." This is also true. Although the leader of Taoism is still Longhu Shanzhengyi, when Emperor Yongle raised his army several times,
In critical moments, it is said that it was Emperor Zhenwu who showed his sage and was able to overcome the difficulties. Therefore, after Yongle established the cauldron, he canonized Emperor Zhenwu without hesitation, and even instructed his subordinates to publicize that he was the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu. Then the Wudang Sect that served Emperor Zhenwu became
The state religion of the Ming Dynasty is very popular nowadays. These disciples and grandsons of Zhenren Zhang are really not afraid of the notorious Jin Yiwei.
"You serve Emperor Zhenwu, we serve Emperor Yongle, and we don't offend the river." The commander of the Jinyiwei actually spoke the truth for the rare occasion: "This man is a prisoner of our Jinyiwei, you don't want to wade into this muddy water," he said consciously
Somewhat weak, his voice turned cold and he said: "Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving face to Master Sun."
"Stop talking nonsense." The Taoist priests were a little hesitant. Lingxiao turned his eyebrows coldly and said to the commander of the Jin Yiwei: "I won't let them take away the little Xianzi even if I die." Then he pulled Wang Xian behind him and said, "Little Xianzi"
Don't be afraid, Xianzi, I won't let them take you away..."
Looking at Lingxiao's small back, Wang Xian couldn't laugh or cry. Is this a beauty saving a hero? Alas, Lingxiao is beautiful, but he is a tomboy, and I am not even a hero.
"I understand, Miss." The Taoist priests were silent for a moment, and finally nodded. Heng Yunzi turned to the commander of the Jin Yiwei and said, "Either fight or leave."
"..." The face of the commander of the Jinyiwei became more and more gloomy. He had never encountered such a strong point since he left the capital. But if he left like this, wouldn't it weaken the reputation of the Jinyiwei?
While he was wandering around, he suddenly heard the sound of heavy footsteps outside, and saw a group of officers and soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Imperial Guard pouring in. The leader of the team was an Imperial Guard officer, who said angrily to the commander of the Jin Yiwei:
"Du Baihu, in Zhejiang's territory, if you want to touch our subordinate officials, shouldn't you say hello in advance?
"Is this necessary?" It turns out that the commander is only a hundred households, but he has great power. He knows that today's matter can't be forced, so he might as well go back and ask the thousand households for instructions before making a plan. Make up his mind, his
His eyes turned to Wang Xian, who was standing behind Ling Xiao, and sneered: "The person Jin Yiwei wants to arrest can't escape even if he travels to the ends of the world. If you can, never leave her." He tossed the cloak that was dragging on the ground, turned around and shouted in a low voice.
:"Walk"
The Jinyi guards carefully lifted up their unconscious comrade and followed Du Baihu away.
"Ashamed." As soon as the Jin Yiwei left, the air in the room finally became less stagnant. Wang Xian cupped his fists towards Zhang Qianshi and said, "Thank you, sir, for coming to the rescue."
"You don't need to thank me," Zhang Qianshi shook his head and said, "It was Mr. Zhitai who asked me to come here." He paused and said, "If there is nothing else, I would like you to come over here."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and hurried to the back to change into his official uniform. He looked at Erhei first. The old Taoist priest over there had already looked at him and said that this boy was rough-skinned and thick-bodied. It was nothing serious, so he felt relieved.
Come. I went to my mother's room again, and I saw my mother sitting on the chair with a sinking face. Qing'er, Yin Ling, and Xiao Baicai were surrounding her, listening to Ling Xiao dancing and talking about how she had just become a woman.
.
Seeing Wang Xian come in, Sister Lin looked at him deeply with concern. Wang Xianzhong lowered his head and said to his mother: "Mom, our family is in trouble."