Chapter 1550: Identity

The headhunter's reaction was noticeably more sluggish, but there was not much fear of the young man who suddenly came out.

If this was the case, he would have already stepped forward to scold this young man who didn't know the height of the sky, but now that several Shangguan were so frightened that he didn't want to take action, he naturally didn't dare to act rashly.

However, he couldn't hide his surprise in his heart, this young man didn't say anything, why did the eldest and second masters who had never been invincible already afraid of becoming like this?

Lin Haoran stood in place, coldly looking at the officials present.

Now that he has officially entered the ranks of the six high-ranking officials, he already has the qualifications to despise these local officials, not to mention that these local officials have offended him, so naturally he will not be polite.

Gui Gongzi found that the eyes of this mysterious young man fell on him, and even though he felt a strong pressure, he couldn't help but take a step back.

Lin Haoran's gaze was locked on the noble son, and he said indifferently: "I heard that you were the first to provoke the incident on the ship, who are you?" Who is your father, report your name! ”

He is no longer the Hanlin cultivator who is wise enough to protect himself, but the noble Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites. Even if the one in front of him was Xu Jie's son, he dared to beat him in person, not to mention that the noble son in front of him was obviously not Xu Jie's son.

The arrogance of the noble prince just now completely disappeared, and was replaced by a deep fear of Lin Haoran, but he forced himself to ask calmly: "Who are you?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present regrouped to Lin Haoran, and the entire lobby was a little quiet.

Although some people vaguely guessed, they were not sure after all, after all, no one had ever seen that legendary big man. is also the same, there is only the sound of the heart beating violently, and they are all looking at Lin Haoran with blank eyes.

Hua Yingrong faced this question, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she turned her head to look at her man.

Lin Haoran faced everyone's attention, and responded very calmly: "I am Lin Haoran, the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites!" ”

There is no "official", nor "headquarters", but "I". It's just that as the words "Lin Haoran, the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites" spit out of his mouth, the entire hall seemed to explode.

The speculation was confirmed, and the young man in front of him was the world-famous Lin Wenkui, who had already become a high-ranking official in the six ministries at a young age.

Although they had already guessed, Wang Maolin and the others still couldn't hide their shock, and looked at the young man in front of them in disbelief.

This......

Although the noble prince guessed that this young man's identity was extraordinary, he thought that he was the son and nephew of a court tycoon, but when he heard that he was the legendary Lin Wenkui, he was stunned for a while.

Yes?

Chen Pu's head immediately went blank, and he looked at Lin Haoran in disbelief, his little Luoyang Mansion Tongzhi had already provoked a great big man.

If he was just Lin Haoran's protégé, he would barely have the qualifications to call the board. But now standing in front of him was Lin Haoran himself, a high-ranking official of the Sixth Ministry, and a strong fear surged in his heart.

His current glory and wealth are all on the black gauze hat on his head, but the big guy in front of him can easily take off this black gauze hat, causing him to fall into the abyss.

Really......

Li Juzuo only found out at this time that he was still holding Lin Haoran's official seal in his hand, and his hand couldn't help shaking, but he was trembling with force, holding the official seal in both hands and wanting to return it.

Lin Fu didn't embarrass him, he just reached out and took the official seal and kept it carefully.

"Xiaguan Dongchang prefect Wang Maolin pays a visit to Uncle Shaozong!"

Wang Maolin also had a sense of fear in his heart, but after experiencing more wind and rain, he immediately stepped forward respectfully to pay respects.

He really didn't know Mount Tai, and the dignified Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites was standing in front of him, and he had just ignored it. What's even more ridiculous is that they even want to shelter a small Luoyang Mansion Tongzhi and want to severely punish these people.

A group of officials followed Wang Maolin to pay homage, and when a large group of arresters and onlookers learned of Lin Haoran's identity, they also knelt down towards Lin Haoran like pushing a golden mountain and pouring a jade pillar.

Lin Haoran calmly faced this big movement, but he angrily scolded the noble son who was still standing: "There is nothing wrong with my official ship, but you waited for the forced cutting of the queue first, and smashed my protégé with a bench to make trouble, and now you have gone to the official mansion to reverse right and wrong, do you really think that there is no royal law in this world?" ”

The noble prince was almost scolded by Lin Haoran pointing his nose angrily, but he didn't dare to say anything, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from his forehead.

He thought that the other party had no origin, so he wanted to retaliate, but he didn't want to grab an inconspicuous tail, so he forcibly pulled out a male lion with its fangs exposed.

Lin Haoran looked at this noble son and trembled with fright, so he looked at Chen Pu, who was kneeling on the ground, and asked, "Chen Tongzhi, who is this son?" What is the origin? ”

Although he is not afraid of anyone, he also does not want to have a grudge with a certain big man without knowing it, so he also wants to know what the origin of this noble son is and why he is so arrogant.

"Next...... Xiaguan ......"

Chen Pu knelt there with his head down, his whole body trembled, his tongue seemed to be knotted, but he didn't spit out a word for a long time.

Hey?

Wang Maolin and Li Juzuo turned their heads to look at Chen Pu, and immediately felt that this thing was strange. It is said that this noble son should have some identity, but why didn't Chen Pu dare to say it?

When Meng Zhao and Wang Shiju saw this scene, they also exchanged glances unexpectedly, obviously there was something unspeakable about the identity of this noble son, and he couldn't even see the light at all.

Lin Haoran looked thoughtfully at the turtle-like noble son, but he did not pursue it, nor did he become angry, but warned Wang Maolin and Li Juzuo: "Wang Zhifu, Li Tongzhi, this official hopes that the two of you can make fair decisions in the future, instead of protecting each other. ”

"The lower officials respect the teachings of the ministers!" Wang Maolin and Li Juzuo were amnesty, and immediately expressed their position.

Lin Haoran looked at Chen Pu still there and kept silent, while the noble prince looked scared, so he commanded expressionlessly: "Governor Wang, you can not be held accountable for the collision of this official, and my protégé's injury is not serious, but the identity of the correspondent must be verified!" ”

Chen Pu's face was immediately as pale as earth, and there was no trace of the arrogance of the noble son in the past, but he never expected that he would really hold on to this point for the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites.