Fan Xian took a deep breath, letting the domineering true qi in his body slowly circulate, the clothes on his body fluttered slowly, and the Ruyi accessories given by the queen tied around his waist swayed. He coldly glanced at the thirteen yamen officers who were forced up around him, and knew that today's events had deviated greatly from his plan, since the other party dared not to save face for the prime minister and his father, and really beat people with sticks, it must be as simple as torture!

He took two steps forward gently, kicked away the burning stick that was broken in two under his feet, and looked coldly at the two adults in the hall who were forced to compose, knowing that he had made the biggest mistake, that is, forgetting the crazy woman who was far away in the Xinyang fiefdom. It's just that I don't know if Han Zhiwei is involved, whether the prince is angry at what he did, or the queen knows something terrible.

It has been a long time since the murder in the Niubaran Street, and in the impression of Kyoto people, Fan Xian is just a civil official with amazing poetic talent, and it seems that he has forgotten that he is also a martial arts master.

Everyone was shocked, only to hear the sound of the waist knife coming out of the sheath, the sound was chilling, and countless sharp knives were aimed at Fan Xian in the proud hall.

The torture stick used by the thirteen yamen of the Criminal Department is specially made, and the average seven-rank master only has a miserable howl under this stick. But who knew that the domineering true qi in Fan Xian's body was so violent, he didn't dodge or avoid being hit with two sticks, but instead broke the sticks!

This scene frightened all the officials of the Criminal Department, and only then did they remember that the beautiful civil official in front of him, who seemed to be weak, was the strong man who once disemboweled the giant tree of the Northern Qi Eight Rank Cheng.

More than a dozen waist knives had already been unsheathed, and above the lobby of Sen Han's criminal department, the light of Sen Han was scattered, surrounding Fan Xian in the middle. Fan Xian took two steps forward, and the dozen or so waist knives also took two steps back in fear.

Fan Xian frowned and looked at Han Zhiwei and Guo Zhen in the hall, and said softly: "You guys are so nonsense. Have you considered the consequences?"

Han Zhiwei and Guo Zhen felt a chill in their hearts. I feel that although the words of this beautiful descendant in the hall are indifferent, they are actually extremely cold. Although Prime Minister Lin Ruofu has greatly reduced his popularity in the court because of Wu Boan's affairs, he is still the head of the hundred officials of Qingguo. Coupled with the Hubu Shangshu who grew up with His Majesty since childhood, Han Zhiwei suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have done what the noble man ordered.

Guo Zhen was annoyed by Guo Youzhi's downfall, and he had the eldest princess behind him. Knowing that since the matter had already begun, it was naturally impossible to end it peacefully, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "This official is ordered to ask about the case, what consequences can there be?"

Han Zhiwei thought that he had done so much, and there was no room for repentance, so he turned his heart sideways, and said coldly: "Yes, Lord Xiao Fan, if you are willing to admit that you are involved in the Chunqiu fraud case." Naturally, there is no need to use punishment, if you refuse to admit it, according to the Qing law, this department can naturally use punishment. ”

Fan Xian pursed his somewhat thin lips. He looked at him with a smile: "Fifteen cardinal sins, fifteen cardinal sins......" He shook his head. sighed and said, "In the future, if there is a chance, I will have to change Qinglu." ”

Who can change the law? Of course, only the emperor, but fortunately he spoke very lightly. Otherwise, if it falls into the ears of others, just with this sentence, he can also behead his Fan family.

Han Zhiwei frowned and said, "Take down this criminal official!" As soon as the words fell, the thirteen yamen officials sent themselves to surround him with waist knives, and the knife wind was chaotic, and two knives were already about to rest on Fan Xian's neck, forcing him to submit.

Fan Xian snorted coldly, and the hands that had been shrunk in his sleeves stretched out softly but extremely quickly, turning into two light smokes, hitting the wrists of the two close officials, and then retracting his fists extremely quickly, gently pushing them on their chests and abdomen.

This series of movements is so fast, so fast that no one can see it clearly. After a while, I heard two clicks, two pops, and two muffled snorts!

The two official knives were broken, and the sound was that the two waist knives were shocked by the true qi, obliquely upward, and deeply inserted into the two corners of the Zhengda Guangming plaque of the Ministry of Punishment, and these two knives were inserted above the red sun, just like the two horns of the sun giving birth to demons!

And the two officials were gently pushed by Fan Xian in the chest and abdomen, and the whole person flew backwards miserably, fell on the two chairs, smashed the chairs, and let out two muffled snorts.

Everyone was frightened, they couldn't imagine that Fan Xian's strength was so strong, and they subconsciously retreated half a step.

......

Guo Zhen was not in a hurry, looked at Fan Xian in the hall with a smile, and said softly: "Beating an official in the hall will increase the crime." ”

Han Zhiwei understood what he meant, whether he could be tortured or not was a trivial matter, as long as he could inflict the crime on Fan Xian - the more Fan Xian refused to tie his hands and resisted, the better.

Guo Zhen looked at Fan Xian and smiled and said: "It's better for Lord Fan to be honest, knowing that Your Excellency is both civil and military, it is not difficult to escape from the lobby of this criminal department." But...... Do you want to be accused of rebellion, without a king and a father?" his fingers tapped lightly on the board, very satisfied with the current situation, and said softly: "If Lord Xiao Fan resists at this time, he will have bad intentions, if he does not resist, he will be punished obediently." ”

He finally added: "If Lord Xiao Fan wants to kill the punishment department, please take care of yourself, it's just a pity...... It's a pity that a generation of poets and immortals, idols in the hearts of scholars, have to cause unease and fame because of such a big crime. ”

Fan Xian looked at him quietly, and suddenly said, "Master, I was actually scared. ”

This is about the experience of appreciating corpses every day when he was a child, he thought of Guo Yushi's words just now, but he really had a bit of Stephen Chow's demeanor in the Jiupin Sesame Official, the cold light in his eyes was full of light, knowing that he could not kill the criminal department, but he refused to be punished, so he only dragged and dragged the people behind him to react, and said coldly: "Killing the criminal department is naturally a big crime, so it's good for me to chat with the two adults here." ”

After saying this, he went to sit down on the chair next to him, his eyes drooped slightly, and he said softly: "If you want to use torture, I will naturally resist." If you don't have to be punished, I don't mind sitting here a little longer, two adults, when the trial is over, please notify the lower officials, I can go home and drink porridge. ”

"What a bold fool!" Han Zhiwei shouted: "Take it for this official!"

This is the third time he has drunk in today's trial. Fan Xian didn't have a trace of expression on his face, and gently patted the coffee table next to him, and the domineering true qi in his palm was released like a cloud, and he immediately slapped the wooden coffee table into countless pieces!

Then he raised his eyes and looked at the errand officers around him, and was swept away by this gentle gaze, thinking of the terrifying strength shown by this little Fan Lord, none of the officials and errands of the Thirteen Yamen who were not jealous of ghosts and gods dared to step forward!

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has never been such an absurd scene in the lobby of the Criminal Department, not like what may happen in reality, but like an incomprehensible drama that Fan Xian occasionally glanced at in his previous life - the prisoner who was tried sat on the Taishi's chair for a long time, and the officials around him did not dare to come forward, and the prisoner was still unwilling to kill the criminal department, but others had no way to take him.

In Fan Xian's life, the chair and stool under his hips would always show his attitude at some wonderful moments - either angry or ready to fight back. When he was in Shanzhou, at the age of twelve, he once stepped on a small bench and beat the second housekeeper to the point that his face was full of peach blossoms. On the day he first entered Kyoto, he sat on the Taishi chair under the side door, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, preparing to meet the gentle words of the second aunt.

Today in the lobby of the Criminal Department, he was still sitting in the Taishi chair, looking at these two high-ranking officials who wanted to educate him with sticks with a calm face, and calculated in his heart who else was behind the scenes besides the eldest princess.

The criminal department once again fell into a stalemate and confrontation, looking at Fan Xian, who was surrounded by the thirteen yamen with knives in the middle, Guo Yushi was not in a hurry, he knew that today's Fan Jian, the head of the household department, and Lin Ruofu, the prime minister, were all dragged by other things, and there was time to wait for Yang Wanli's cadre to enter the court, he smiled and said:

"Tomorrow, I will play today's matter to Your Majesty, see if you can still rely on the power of your father to be so arrogant, don't think that I can't be guilty of your crime, wait for Yang Wanli and his certificate to arrive in a while, Han Shangshu still wants to take you, if you dare to resist at that time, don't blame the three divisions for asking for an order, and treat you for the crime of rebellion." ”

Fan Xian said softly: "Lord Guo, since the faces of both sides have been torn today, then I have also made it clear, if Yang Wanli and the others have any problems, you can prepare for the future." ”

This is a naked threat, since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, Fan Xiandang is the first person who dares to threaten the imperial scholar and the imperial historian of the Imperial Procuratorate on the lobby of the Criminal Department, relying on the official body of the five grades!

Feeling the murderous intent in Fan Xian's light words, Han Zhiwei felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and the corners of his eyes jumped twice unlucky, and said in a cold voice: "Fan Xian, you must know that you are an official in the DPRK and China, not a strong man who uses a sword to establish power, today you make a big fuss in the criminal department, I want to see how you end." ”

Fan Xian said softly: "The Criminal Department is delusional and wants to bend into a trick, and the dignified imperial history is not angry that Guo Shangshu was removed from his post because of the fraud case, in a vain attempt to take revenge, I don't know what kind of official appearance you have." In the Ming Dynasty, the Japanese officials made a big endowment of today's events, and spread them all over the world, so as to teach the people to know today's Qingguo, what kind of face the officials were, and to teach the saints to perceive who these courtiers were listening to in today's court. ”

"Say whatever you want. Guo Zhen knew that with Fan Xian's current reputation, it was not impossible to do something, and said quietly: "Lord Xiao Fan knows the details of the fraud case, why didn't he report it to his boss early and be investigated and dealt with by the imperial court, but act through the Supervision Yuan? In short, you are guilty of contempt for the imperial court, I want to see how Fan Shangshu will explain this matter to the imperial court tomorrow!"

These words were aggressive, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed on Fan Xian's delicate face, and he stood up and stared coldly at the two high-ranking officials on the stage. The officials around him became nervous, and pointed the sharp blade in his hand at Fan Xian's vital point.

Just when the crisis was about to break out, a cold voice came from outside the Criminal Department: "When do you need to explain the order of the Supervision Yuan to the Imperial Historical Observatory?"

Fan Xian smiled and sighed and shook his head, it was a pity that the people in the courtyard came earlier.