"Where are you going, Mrs. Fang?"

Just when King Han was proud in his heart, a deep voice behind him immediately shattered King Han's dream, and he raised his eyebrows and turned his head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that on the street opposite the door, Lu Hong, the secretary of Dali Temple, personally brought the officials over.

King Han was annoyed in his heart, it was just a little bit, if it wasn't for Fang Yanxi to make trouble, they would have left long ago.

When Mrs. Fang saw that it was an official of the government, she was so frightened that her face was like gold paper, she staggered, her body slid down, and it was Qijiu's hands that quickly helped her.

Lu Hong had already walked in front of the King of Han, first greeted the King of Han as a monarch and a minister, and then said, "Is there anything important for the prince here?

King Han shook his head.

Lu Hong said: "Then the lower official will not disturb the King of Han, the lower official is here for official business." ”

King Han turned to look at Madame Fang.

Lu Hong also straightened up and looked at Mrs. Lan, and said, "Madam, the official of the Han Palace's Mansion is towering, accusing you of killing his parents, and this official suspects that you are related to a murder and child snatching case, so I have to ask you to go to the yamen." ”

Mrs. Fang roared angrily to King Han, "You lie to me, you lie to me, it's your people who are suing me, and you are also a brute." ”

Han Wang: "......"

He looked at Lu Hong and said, "Gao Towering has been removed from the palace by this king, and if he says that he is from the Han Palace, this king will accuse him of swaggering and cheating." ”

Lu Hong said: "So far, the official has not received the documents of the ministry, so the towering is still a person from the Han Palace." ”

His tone was a little aggressive, obviously helping Gao Towering to speak, and King Han frowned, very unhappy.

Lu Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Mrs. Fang again, "Mrs. Grievance, let's go." ”

"I'm not going, I'm Mrs. Yipin, why should I go with you little minions, I won't go. ”

Fang Shi ran into the door with his skirt, and as soon as Lu Hong waved his hand, the officials behind him rushed up.

The guards of the King of Han immediately operated and blocked the door.

Lu Hong turned his head to the side and looked at King Han: "What do you mean, Lord Wang?"

Because of the sound of the weapon, although Mrs. Fang wanted to escape, but the soles of her feet looked like some root, and she couldn't walk, so she hid behind Qijiu, and King Han ignored Lu Hong, but retreated to Mrs. Fang's body.

Lu Hong asked again, "Lord Wang, what do you mean by this?"

King Han said: "As Madame said, Madame is a good order to Mrs., how can someone frame her and go to the Yamen to pass the court, then this Madame is not as good as a prisoner? ”

Mrs. Fang listened and said, "Anyway, I'm not going, I'm not going, why do you let me go?"

Lu Hong smiled, took out a yellow scroll from his sleeve, and said: "Of course, the lower officials know that Mrs. Fang has different statuses, so he has greeted the saint before arresting people, and the saint also said that the royal law is for the people, not the umbrella of some people, and the status is the same, even if a good person is a beggar, he does not need to go to the yamen to pass the court, but as long as it is illegal, even if it is the prince and the grandson, he has to go to the yamen to pass the court, which is called the prince who violates the law and the common people are guilty of the same crime, the prince should have heard it, and there is nothing to say." ”

The reason why Lu Hong was able to sit firmly in Dali Temple was because he was upright.

said in front of the prince that the prince and grandson should be guilty of the same crime as the title of the book, and the spirit of not being afraid of power was immediately revealed.

Of course, it's because the emperor likes people like him.

Otherwise, if you offend so many people, you would have been squeezed to death.

When the king of Han saw his yellow scroll, he knew that the general trend had gone, and he also had the last hope to let his subordinates confront the officials of Dali Temple, but the last hope was also dashed, and no one could change what the saint had agreed.

He looked back at Mrs. Fang, his face was very helpless.

Mrs. Fang's lips were bloodless, and she shook her head again and again: "I won't go, I won't go to the yamen, and I won't go to the yamen if I die." ”

Die!

Of course, King Han wished she was dead now.

Lu Hong's people pressed over again, and the palace guards did not receive an order to resist this time, so they gave way out.

Fang was so frightened that he was about to faint, when the golden light flashed in King Han's mind, he turned his head and kept looking at Mrs. Fang, his hand slowly raised, and he touched the hosta on the crown that was used for pinning his bun.

At first, Mrs. Fang didn't understand, and her eyes were very confused until King Han touched it three times.

She suddenly brightened.

Seeing that the official also stepped forward.

Mrs. Fang suddenly took off the phoenix hairpin on her head, and pointed the tip of her hair at her throat: "Don't come here, whoever comes here, my death is here." ”

The officials all stood still and didn't dare to move, and someone turned to look at Lu Hong with an inquiring gaze.

The others were also surprised, and Qijiu persuaded loudly: "Madame, those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid, don't think about it." ”

He was so close to Mrs. Fang, if he had the heart, he could completely take Feng Hai down,

So this is obviously acting for others to see?

Lu Hong laughed when he heard it.

King Han looked up at Lu Hong, from Fang Cai to now, he has never been nervous, but Mrs. Fang is forcing each other to die, she is a stubborn person, and everyone in the city can't wait to know about it, so this death is very possible, but why is Lu Hong not afraid?

King Han was puzzled when he suddenly heard a bang.

"Who set off firecrackers?" King Han wondered in his heart and looked around.

I didn't see anything, and the bang didn't seem to be a firecracker.

There was a bang.

There was a scream of pain behind him.

King Han hurriedly turned around, and saw that Mrs. Fang, who was supposed to die, not only had her weapon for death dropped, but blood was gurgling from the tiger's mouth on her right hand, and the skin nearby was paste, obviously seriously injured.

What's going on?

Mrs. Fang covered her wounds and shouted, "Who is sneaking up on me? “

"It's me, it's not a sneak attack, it's aiming. ”

A slender white figure walked from the street behind the road, she was alone, the street was spacious but depressed, and uninhabited, and the white figure walking on it was so lonely.

But her gaze is unwavering and dangerous.

She was holding a very strange thing in her hand, the size of a palm, as if there was a hole in the front, and there was still smoke coming out of the hole.

What the hell is it?

Before King Han had time to think about it, the white figure was already standing parallel to Lu Hong.

He was also very interested in this person.

Because the figure is none other than Lin Xiaojue.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Xiaojue pointed the things in his hand at Mrs. Fang again: "Come and pick her up and go to the yamen." ”

Just what she had in her hand? The thing that hurt Fang's hand was her?

Fang's suicide was lost, and she was injured again, which would not be able to coerce anyone, and the officials of Dali Temple rushed up to two and carried her arms on her back.

Touching the wound, Fang's crying was very real, and he shouted, "Zhou Qingye, how can you hurt me?"

Lin Xiaojue moved the things in his hand, his chin raised slightly, and he was very proud: "That's it." ”

Yes, it's it, King Han saw the place where her finger was hooked, and suddenly remembered a foreign object, the Franco machine, which was used for aiming, was very vicious.