But he never expected that the students of the Guozijian would jump out, this time the original simple matter can be complicated, the group incident, which dynasty and which generation is the most headache for the imperial court, and this time it is not ordinary people who make trouble, but a group of Guozi prisoners who have been given high hopes by the imperial court!

This is not the most terrifying, once King Qin and his party take the opportunity to launch an offensive, then they will really die without a place to be buried!

Frightened into a cold sweat, Murong Fu, who had no idea for a while, couldn't help but think of Murong Qingyun, who had been sick in bed for several months, this matter was beyond his control, and he could only ask the old man to deal with the aftermath. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hurry up...... Prepare the horse, the official is going to visit the boss! In the early years, in order to do whatever he wanted, Murong Fu had already lived in his own mansion, and he couldn't help but regret it when he thought about it. If there is a treasure in the family, how could everyone forget the truth on their lips in the first place, otherwise there would be today's disaster.

Just as Murong Fu was begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother on the way, hoping that the old man would be conscious, the Guozijian Brigade with nearly 1,000 people also rushed to Yamen Street.

Yamen Street is just a common name, this street was not called this name at all, but because many Yamen are gathered in it, some people jokingly call it Yamen Street, and over time, the original name is no longer mentioned.

Since it is a Yamen street, the defense here can be described as strict, in addition to the ordinary Yamen miscellaneous servants, there are also troops to protect the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies stationed, in order to prevent anyone from making trouble.

At this time, there was such a big scene, and early in the morning, I heard the news that the 200 men and horses in the queue intercepted the street at the corner with guns.

"According to the military order of the Governor, those who trespass on the street of Yamen will not be killed!" The majestic Lord of the Hundred Households shouted sharply with a knife.

Everyone had never seen such a formation, and the originally angry procession immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Whoever dares to kill, stand up and let this official see!" Lu Yifu appeared at the right time, and he had long expected that he would be blocked.

Lu Yifu said that the four-grade official mansion, coupled with a majestic image, immediately frightened the babbling hundred households, put away his blade and stepped forward to salute: "The lower official sees the lord, dare to ask the lord what is the noble matter?" ”

"Hmph, this official is the country's priest Lu Yifu, and he came here to ask for justice for my poor student Li Yang, so don't get out of the way!" Lu Yifu tilted his head and looked at the hundred households without looking at the adults.

A hundred households is just a sixth-grade official, and it is also a martial rank, and it is really a fart in the eyes of a fourth-grade civil official. Therefore, Lu Yifu looked like this, but Baihu didn't dare to have the slightest angry expression, and said with a smiling face: "My lord, you also know that the adults of this yamen are all running errands, and so many people are so noisy, the impact is not good." ”

"Hmph, what's wrong? The official just wants them to listen carefully, is there justice in my Dakang Dynasty, if there is no one here to call the shots, the official will go to the palace to sue the emperor! ”

Seeing that Lu Yifu was determined to lead a large team of people to kill him, the hundred households had the intention of crying. How can this be good, with the strict orders of the Governor on his head, and the strength of the Lord of the Wine Sacrifice in front of him, isn't this embarrassing for himself, a six-rank official with a big sesame seed?

I was embarrassed, I heard a rush of footsteps behind me, and when I looked back, it was Xiao Zhengtang, who had just come to inspect the yamen.

"What?" Xiao Zhengtang looked at the situation in front of him, turned his head to Baihu and asked.

"My lord, Lord Lu is here to complain, but with so many people, I felt that something was wrong with my humble position, so I stopped him." Baihu said resignedly.

Xiao Zhengtang nodded, and said to Lu Yifu: "Dare to ask who Lord Lu wants to sue, and what is the reason?" ”

"Lord Murong, the lower official wants to sue Murong Fu, a scholar of the current dynasty, accusing him of disregarding the laws of the country and plotting to kill the life of our country's prisoner Li Yang, and ask the lord to make the decision for the poor student of the lower official!" Lu Yifu gritted his teeth and said.

"That's right." Xiao Zhengtang pretended to frown, thought for a while and said: "This official should not interfere in this matter, Lord Lu can go to Dali Temple to submit the petition, and this official will definitely urge the officials of Dali Temple to find out this case as soon as possible, and give you justice." The double reed sang very well, and the big and small officials who followed Xiao Zhengtang nodded together.

Since the elders of Murong Pavilion nodded, where did Lord Baihu dare to hold on to Lord Dudu's order, and immediately waved his hand and withdrew with a cadre of soldiers.

The mighty crowd walked to the front of the Dali Temple, the main hall and the courtyard were already overcrowded, and most of them were officials from the yamen nearby, so there was a good show to watch, the first big confrontation between the two camps began, who won and who lost determined the future political situation, and it was time for them to decide who to follow.

Murong Qingyun, whose body was swollen, lay motionless on the bed, if it weren't for the slightly undulating quilt, he would be no different from a dead person.

"Dad, you should think of a way, if you can't come up with a charter, our family will be finished." Seeing that his father was still dead after a long time, Murong Fu couldn't wait to step forward and give him two punches.

"Uh, ahem, ahem." With a cough, Murong Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Murong Fu with an anxious and panicked face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, although his son is good at scheming and good at welcoming the holy will, but after all, he has not experienced any setbacks and is a little impetuous, and he is a little arrogant, otherwise how can there be today's disaster under cautious action.

"Fu'er, listen to my father's advice, resign and return to my hometown, otherwise a catastrophe is coming." Murong Qingyun said tremblingly, panting and closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Dad, how can this work? If we resign and return to our hometown, then your life's work will be over! Murong Fu couldn't help but say in a hurry, he still thought that Murong Qingyun was rich and eternal, how could he easily say defeat?

Murong Qingyun didn't say anything, just two lines of turbid tears showed his pain, my son can't help it, let him go.

In fact, Murong Fu is just talking about it. Since Lao Tzu fell ill, because he could not serve the emperor, the relationship between the emperor and the two of them has become increasingly estranged, which can be seen from the successive defeats and retreats in the court during this period of time. If it was before, as long as my father ran to the emperor to tell him about the grievances, the opponent would be unlucky.

Now it's good that seeing that his strength is slowly weakened by King Qin's party, his old man not only ignores it, but also faintly acquiesces, how can this be done.

This time the matter is small and small, saying that he is big but also powerful, if the emperor still has the attitude of a few days ago, he is very likely to be tossed by the Xiao family, whether he can get out of the whole body or two words.

The old man has been up and down all his life, and even if he is lying in bed, he knows better than standing on top of the court, and now since he says that he can't do anything, it is definitely not okay.

"Dad, look at what you look like when you cry, can't I listen to you? You put a hundred hearts, and when you pass away, there will definitely be a son who will wear linen and filial piety for you! With that, Murong Fu got up and walked out.