While the Master of the Martial Pavilion was speaking, a kind-hearted warrior reminded him that it was the young man in the bamboo hat who led the way for the remnants of the fierce bandits.
When the boy in the bamboo hat heard this, instead of stopping, he bent down and wormed his way into the crowd like a loach.
snort!
Xia Qingchen stepped on the ball with her toes, knocking a ball off the ground, and then kicked it out, hitting the boy in the bamboo hat on the back.
Plop
How could the boy in the bamboo hat withstand Xia Qingchen's blow? He staggered forward and fell to the ground.
The bamboo hat on his head fell off, revealing his true appearance.
He hurriedly grabbed the bamboo hat and prepared to put it on again.
But one foot has already stepped on the bamboo hat.
"It turns out to be my cousin, why am I not surprised at all?" The person leading the way for the remnants of the bandits was none other than Xia Qilin!
Since being injured by Xia Qingchen at the family dinner, Xia Qilin has lived in seclusion and rarely shows up.
When they met again, they actually led the remnants of the gangsters to take revenge on him!
A hint of murderous intent lingered in Xia Qingchen's eyes.
What he did had exceeded Xia Qingchen's bottom line.
"Cousin...cousin!" Xia Qilin's eyelids were beating wildly, and his heart was jumping into his throat.
He never expected that Xia Qingchen would be so frightened.
Overwhelm Yungu and sweep across the wilderness!
Had he known this, he would never have dared to show off and lead people here.
Moreover, what he felt doubly wronged was that he really didn't know that Zhao Lengdao and the others were the remnants of the bandits.
Otherwise, no matter how much courage he is given, he will not dare to tangle with the gangsters again.
"Pavilion Master, could you please send him to the Wuge Heavenly Prison by the way? You openly lead the way for the gangsters. Haha, you really don't take us in Yungu City seriously!"
If he hadn't said it, the Master of the Wuge Pavilion would have almost forgotten about this person who took the initiative to lead the way.
Regardless of whether the person he is leading is a gangster or not, this kind of behavior is disgusting enough.
What's more, if you lead the way for a gangster, you must be severely punished!
"Bring him into the Wuge Heavenly Prison!" the Pavilion Master ordered.
"Who dares!"
Xia Qilin got up from the ground, shook off the dust, and said confidently: "I, Xia Qilin, can't be captured by a small Yun Gucheng!"
The master of Wuge raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "What a loud tone! Catch him!"
However, at this moment, the sound of a gong shook both sides of the street.
Everyone got out of the way, but at the end of the street, two rows of strong men in official uniforms were leading the way.
In the center, a luxurious eight-carriage sedan slowly came into view.
Behind the sedan chair were Xia Xun, Xia Cangliu, the Lord of Yungu City, and people from the government.
The scale of the scene and the pomp and circumstance are extremely rare in Yungu City.
When Xia Qilin saw this, he immediately ran over and stayed by his father's side.
When he looked up at Xia Qingchen, his eyes occasionally flashed with cold light of resentment, and his lips and teeth moved slightly, clearly saying, you are finished!
The master of the Wuge Pavilion and the master of the temple looked over together, their eyes narrowed slightly.
The person in the sedan chair has an extraordinary identity!
The crowd also whispered.
"Could it be a certain big shot from the imperial capital a few days ago?"
"It can only be him!"
A few days ago, Qiuqiu went to the pier to watch the excitement.
I just don’t know why a big shot came over suddenly.
Is it passing by or arriving?
When they reached the gate of Xia Mansion, the procession all stopped.
Xia Xun bowed and opened the curtain of the sedan chair, looking like a slave: "Sir, we're here!"
"Yeah!" The sedan curtain opened, and a middle-aged man with a plump figure, wearing a round-neck purple and gold embroidered dragon robe and dragon-patterned boots, stepped out of the sedan without anger.
Seeing him, the face of the Wuge Pavilion Master changed greatly.
As old as him, he immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Master Wuge, I have seen Wuge Shangshu!"
All martial arts pavilions within the principality are opened by the principality.
Moreover, it is under the jurisdiction of Wuge Headquarters.
The person in charge of this department is Wuge Shangshu!
A powerful figure who holds the power of appointing and removing the master of the martial arts pavilion in the eighteen cities!
If he gets caught, one sentence can replace him as the master of the martial arts pavilion in the city!
The extraordinary status of Wuge Minister is evident!
The current Wuge Minister is the middle-aged man in front of him, Zhang Jinsong!
Zhang Jinsong walked out of the sedan in a leisurely manner, shook his slightly wrinkled official uniform, and then said slowly: "Shen Congshan, you are still the same."
He did not let the Master of the Wuge Pavilion stand up.
Instead, she looked at him lightly, who was bending over.
It seemed as if he was deliberately asked to bow a little longer so that he could show his noble status.
"Thanks to Sir Hongfu, my old body is still in good shape." The Master of the Wuge Pavilion remained unfazed and kept his posture, motionless.
Zhang Jinsong then put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Get up."
In this way, the master of the Wuge Pavilion can stand up straight.
"May I ask, Lord Shangshu, what orders do you have when you come to Yungu City?" the pavilion master asked respectfully.
Zhang Jinsong smiled but said: "If I don't come again, won't an innocent martial arts family be wronged and die?"
As he said that, Xia Xun and Xia Qilin looked at each other and immediately ran to kneel down in front of Zhang Jinsong.
"Master Shangshu, make the decision for us!"
This situation and scene, no matter how you look at it, were all arranged in advance.
Zhang Jinsong remained calm and assertive: "Speak boldly if you have any grievances, and I will make the decision for you!"
Xia Xun looked miserable and said: "Reporting to your lord, my son was originally a martial arts student, but he was bullied by bullies of his own race, took away his fiancée, and maliciously injured him. Not only that, he also colluded with the senior officials of the martial arts to frame our Xia Xun. The government is an accomplice of ruthless gangsters, and it almost destroyed our family!"
People who didn't know what was going on were full of surprise when they heard this.
Only Xia Qingchen understands how much of it confuses right and wrong.
It was he and Xia Yuan who had been bullied for a long time.
The attempt to seize his fiancée was nothing more than nothing. Seeing that their situation was not good, my aunt took the initiative to regret the marriage.
As for the injuries, haha, shouldn't he and Xia Yuan be injured that day while standing still and not allowed to resist?
In the end, they colluded with the senior officials of the Wuge and wrongfully accused them, which is even more ridiculous. They themselves were not clean, so they colluded with Li Weifeng and became the main target of suspicion. Is it strange?
But in Xia Xun's mouth, he was as innocent as a little sheep.
Instead, Xia Qingchen became the culprit.
"In broad daylight, there are such bullies. Is there any law in the world?" Zhang Jinsong looked upright and solemn.
"Tell me, who is that bully?"
Xia Qilin raised his head and pointed at Xia Qingchen not far away: "It's him! My cousin from the same clan, Xia Qingchen!"
Zhang Jinsong looked at Xia Qingchen and scolded majestically: "How dare you, common man, not to kneel down when you see me?"
Looking at the domineering and arrogant person, Xia Qingchen chuckled.
"Official Zhima knows that you cannot listen to one side of the story when deciding a case. You are a minister, but you are not even as good as a Zhima official! I am really worried about the future of the Shenxiu Principality!"
How could Xia Qingchen kneel to him?
If the gods can't bear to kneel down from him, who is he?
In his eyes, they are nothing more than mortal ants.