Today is an ordinary day for the people of Nanjing, but for some people, it is not ordinary. Today, the outer building of the building is particularly deserted, although the door is open, but there are no guests inside. There were a few guys standing at the door, stopping all the diners who wanted to enter the building to eat, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, the cook in the kitchen is sick today and can't do business." ”

This is an extremely clumsy reason, is there only one cook in such a large building? Or are all the cooks sick? So Ji Wuchang was very helpless, and he didn't know why his little master had to use such a reason. The diners who come to eat outside the building every day, there are many dignitaries and nobles, such a toss, the fool also knows that the building is deliberately not to do business, and there are many diners because they can't eat in the building, but they are making trouble outside.

And in the morning, the eldest son of the prime minister's family was beaten and the aftermath was not over, but at this moment there were a bunch of troublemakers gathered outside the building, and for a time the building outside the building became the focus of Nanjing City, and more and more people gathered over, ready to watch the excitement.

The hall on the first floor of the outer building is extraordinarily empty, only the middle table sits three people, and there are a few small dishes and a pot of wine on the table.

Duan Zhong sighed, ate the last piece of Dongpo meat in his mouth, then leaned back, let out a long sigh of relief, patted his belly, and said to Ji Wuchang on the side: "Where are you looking for the cook." The taste is really getting better and better, if you don't come to this building for a day, you won't even be able to sleep well. ”

Ji Wuchang laughed dryly twice, but did not answer Duan Chong's question. Obviously, Ji Wuchang was thinking about something else in his heart at the moment: "Young Master, let's just do this and wait?" ”

Duan Zhong picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, then licked the oil off his mouth with his tongue, and then replied, "Then I'll leave." How about you wait here for the prime minister's family to come and tear down the building? ”

"I ......" Ji Wuchang choked for a moment, and laughed dryly twice: "As long as the young master can control such a big scene, how can I be left here?" ”

Duan Zhong didn't pay attention to Ji Wuchang's flattering words, and took a sip of tea with his eyes crossed, but heard Su'er sigh: "We've been waiting here for most of the day. If the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion don't come for an hour, you will wait for an hour, but what if you don't come for a day? Can't we wait until tomorrow to go? ”

Duan Zhong touched his nose: "Don't worry, the son of the prime minister's family is not a magnanimous and willing lord." It's just that I'm a little heavy in the morning, but I'm afraid that I can't wake up now. This son hasn't been saved yet, so how can he take care of us here? Su'er, don't worry, there will be news in another hour at most. ”

Su'er sighed: "If you don't come, I'll rest assured." If someone really comes, how can you tell me to rest assured? ”

Duan Zhong shook his head, and was about to reassure Su'er not to worry, when he heard a noisy noise coming from the door. Duan Chong slapped the table, and said with a dry smile: "Here, let's go out and see the excitement!" ”

Ji Wuchang had countless cold sweats on his back, I am afraid that this is the only little master in the world who can be so indifferent after beating the son of the prime minister's family, as if this matter has nothing to do with him at all. However, Ji Wuchang also has some expectations, looking forward to knowing what is the bottom line of why our little prince has no fear? Is it really the brother who worships in the palace? Ji Wuchang felt that it was not that simple.

Duan Zhong took Su'er's hand and slowly walked out of the gate of the outer building, but saw that the gate was already full of people. But in the middle there was a large open space, and there were constantly horse-drawn carts and swordsmen rushing in. These people are all from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it must be that the Prime Minister heard that his son was beaten, and all the guards who threw off the house in anger rushed over to ask for justice. I just don't know if the prime minister is there.

Just as Duan Zhong was looking out, he saw a carriage slowly driving over, surrounded by heavy guards, and the person sitting in it was obviously an extremely important person. When the carriage drove to the gate, the curtain of the carriage was slowly opened, and a man with full authority came out. Duan Chong could see at a glance that this was Lord Zhu Zhenyang, the prime minister of the dynasty, because these two fathers and sons were simply carved out of the same mold, and a discerning person could see it at a glance.

This Lord Zhu glanced sideways for a week, and happened to see the smiling Duan Chong standing at the door of the building outside the building holding Su'er's hand, and his brows couldn't help frowning, this is a person dressed as a servant rushed over, pointed at Duan Chong and said: "My lord, it's him, it's him who beat the eldest young master." He also stripped the clothes of the two attendants and threw them downstairs. The face of the person who spoke was blue and purple, obviously he had been beaten, and Duan Zhong did remember such a face in his mind. Duan Zhong sighed, someone reported it so soon, it seems that the fight in the morning was not ruthless enough.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage opened a small opening, revealing a person with bandages all over his body, a blue nose and a swollen face, Duan Zhong carefully looked at it for a long time, and then he saw that this was the graceful Zhu Zhengming Zhu Dagongzi in the morning. Now it seems that it is already a bit miserable. Zhu Zhengming's eldest son's eyes were already swollen, but the fierce light in his eyes was extremely obvious: "Dad, it's this kid, you must help me teach him a good lesson, and beat this kid to death!" ”

And our Prime Minister Zhu Zhenyang is now extremely annoyed because his son was beaten. Beat and beaten, but so many people were singled out by one person, and they were beaten so badly, if it weren't for his son running fast, I'm afraid he would have been stripped of his clothes and thrown down from the upstairs, such a shameful thing, our prime minister is the first time to meet. And the person who beat people is a master, and it is conservatively estimated that he is also a master of three stages. So today, our Prime Minister specially invited a second-stage master who has been paying tribute in the house.

Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, how could he estimate that he would not be more than eighteen years old, such a young man would be a third-stage martial arts master?

The majesty of the prime minister naturally still has to be maintained, so Zhu Zhenyang did not directly order his subordinates to rush over with their blades to fight, but asked very majestically: "You are the one who fought in this building this morning?" ”

Duan nodded his head: "Exactly." I thought it was a few bold thieves in broad daylight, but who knew that it was the son of the prime minister, where I was offended, please bear with me! ”

Lord Zhu Zhenyang's eyes were red, because the young man in front of him had an obvious meaning, that is, he wanted to put this matter on the bright side, so that all the people in Nanjing City would know why his son was beaten. Obviously, this matter is still a very thick layer of ash on his face, and his old face can't hang up at all.

So the corners of Zhu Zhenyang's mouth twitched, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. This person, no matter what, has to clean up. It's better to keep the person in front of you from seeing the sun tomorrow. Of course, this kind of thing is not suitable for the white angel to do, and he came during the day to ask for an explanation for his son. Of course, it's best to be able to bring this person back to Fuchu today. However, the identity of the person in front of him is what Zhu Zhenyang is most concerned about.

Lord Zhu Zhenyang raised his hand gently, pointed at Duan Chong's nose and said, "Which family are you?" In the capital, adults also have to weigh their own weight. ”

Duan Chong smiled slightly, arched his hand and said: "The eldest disciple of Dong Zhongshu University, Duan Chong, the second prince of Dali, has seen the Prime Minister!" ”

Zhu Zhenyang's body was shocked, what kind of name is this. Regardless of whether the young man in front of him is the prince of Dali or not, just being a big disciple of Dong Zhongshu's disciple is enough to scare people to death. Who is Fellow Tung? The first-class member of the former Liang State, although the position of a scholar is just a hypocrisy, this alone represents what the world's scholars think, and the appeal is much greater than that of his own prime minister. And even after the split of the Southern Liang and the Northern Liang, the position of the scholar has been vacant, and it has been reserved for Master Dong Zhongshu.

Two ministers of the same court, one holds real power, and the other has unparalleled appeal in the world.

Then add the identity of a prince of Dali. This time it's terrible again. Although the Prime Minister has never heard that the prince of Dali is going to send an envoy to Daliang, the Dali tributary team has indeed arrived recently. Once what the young man in front of him said was true, he suddenly had the identity of an envoy. And the envoys of other countries can't move at will, let alone a prince.

Regardless of whether what the person in front of him said was true or not, if he wanted to move this young man, he had to weigh the weight behind this person. And looking at this young man's fearless expression, the Prime Minister's heart was a little empty.

But the fact that his son was beaten can't be revealed so easily, after all, the old face of the prime minister still needs to be revealed. So Lord Zhu Zhenyang lowered his voice and said: "Even if you are the prince of Dali, you have to give an explanation if you commit murder and beat people in Kyoto in Daliang." ”

Duan Zhong let out an "oh", "I don't know what the Prime Minister wants?" ”

"How about asking Childe to come back to the house with me?"

Duan Zhong shook his head and said: "On this street, let's make it clear why not, the people all over the city are witnessing, and the Prime Minister can ask for a clear explanation." ”

Lord Zhu Zhenyang touched his beard: "Young man, don't toast or eat and drink." It doesn't matter if you are the prince of Dali or not, even if you are the prince of Daliang, you have to give me an explanation to my mansion obediently. Then he waved his hand, "Catch me!" ”