Yin Pan Shijian of the Imperial Capital Mansion has just gotten up from the bed of his eighteenth concubine, he is forty-six years old this year, he is in the prime of life, and he is brave and diligent in both his career and sexual affairs. [Full text reading]

In terms of official career, he is currently the supreme administrator of the imperial capital, a member of the second rank of the imperial hall, and he belongs to the core of Prince Zhong's family, with the expansion of Prince Zhong's power in the court, he is very likely to go further in the near future, a little better can enter the cabinet to worship the prime minister, even if it is a little worse, he can also enter one of the six central departments.

He was a successful man, and even in middle age, he could make a nineteen-year-old girl completely satisfied, and he was very proud of the hysterical cry of the concubine just now. Pan Fuyin feels that his life has never been so good.

If there is anything else to worry about, it is that his baby son Pan Shaofeng is very worry-free.

After staying in Taiyue Sect for a year, I thought I could change a little, but I didn't expect that after returning home, I still had that kind of virtue, my butt was not hot, and I didn't know where I had slipped away.

Every time Pan Fuyin tosses in the concubine's room, he will unconsciously go to the lady's room to inspect afterwards, I don't know if it is out of guilt or what, anyway, this has formed a fixed habit. This time was no exception.

Mrs. Yin is worshipping Buddha in the Buddhist hall, and as Pan Shijian's official position is getting bigger and bigger, and the concubines are marrying more and more, Mrs. Pan is staying in the Buddhist hall for longer and longer.

After the maid's announcement, Mrs. Pan stopped chanting and sat down to talk to Pan Fuyin.

Pan Shijian glanced at his wife, and saw that her face was not very good-looking, so he had nothing to say: "Madam, have you been doing well recently?"

After asking, he really wanted to slap himself, damn what kind of problem is this, all his "energy" is contributed to the newly married concubine, and it is strange that Mrs. can get better. If you are better, can you recite sutras and worship the Buddha every day? Have you ever seen a living and moisturized woman who recites sutras and counts prayer beads every day?

"It's fine. Madame replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, that's good. Pan Fuyin found a topic that both of them were interested in, "Madam, do you know where Shaofeng went?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm out playing. ”

"When did you leave?"

"I don't know, Xiaocui said that she would go out in the morning. The man and the wagon were gone. ”

Pan Fuyin nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "He won't go out in that golden carriage, right?"

"yes. Mrs. Pan nodded indifferently.

"Nonsense!" Pan Fuyin was so angry that he slammed the teacup on the table, and the tea spilled out.

"What's wrong? That carriage is still a birthday present from you, and it's not the first time he's driven out, what's the problem?"

"You are a woman's opinion!" Pan Fu Yin glared at his wife angrily, "Can it be the same as before now? In the past, the three major secret services were still in the hands of King Kang, so he naturally wouldn't check me." Now that the three major secret service divisions are in the hands of Song Xinghai, he is our opponent. This guy's eyes are bright, just staring at our fault, Shaofeng is so swaggering, didn't he take the initiative to hit the muzzle of the gun? If it attracts the attention of the Inspectorate, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat and walk around. With my money, I can't afford to build a carriage like that in my lifetime!"

"What's the point of you men fighting back and forth, it's not as comfortable as me reciting scriptures. The words were not speculative, Mrs. Pan ignored him, and went to the Buddhist hall to recite the scriptures.

"Loving mother has many defeated children, Shaofeng has today, it's all you're used to!" Pan Shi cursed a few words hatefully, got up and left.

After Pan Shaofeng went home, he ran out before his buttocks were hot, and Pan Fuyin didn't have time to talk to him about the recent situation in the imperial capital. At their level, they must always understand the changes in the power structure of the imperial capital, who can make friends, who can step on it, and which people must not be provoked, and they must have an account in their hearts.

If this account is not clear, and you accidentally provoke the wrong person, it may bring big trouble to the family. In the imperial capital, the water is too deep, and a random cart driver is pulled out on the street, and it may be the servant of the princely general's family.

Pan Fuyin knew that his son was arrogant and liked to cause trouble, but this kid's brain was quite clear, who could be provoked and who could not be touched, he still knew in his heart. But I'm afraid that he has been outside for a year, and he doesn't know much about the current power changes in the imperial capital, and everyone else is fine, don't run into Song Li, this kid.

Song Li used to have a very bad reputation in the imperial capital, not because of his poor character, but because of his poor strength, so few people in the imperial capital took him seriously. But recently, this kid doesn't know what shit luck he has taken, his body is inexplicable, and he has made a resounding reputation in the imperial capital. The son of the Admiral of Jiumen, the son of the Duke of Weiguo, and the little prince of the Jingwang Mansion, were all cleaned up by him very badly, and the fathers of these people did not work hard, and gathered a group of important ministers of the empire to sue the emperor, and they were helpless.

The most important thing is that Song Li's father, Song Xinghai, is now in a high position, with the support of the Holy Emperor behind him, and he is in charge of the three major secret service divisions, and a political force that cannot be underestimated has formed around him. Even Prince Zhong was jealous of him. I have to say that His Majesty the Holy Emperor has made a wonderful move, Song Xinghai is a person who is deeply hidden, and everyone really underestimated him before. The Holy Emperor gave him the title, gave him real power, and used him to contain Prince Zhong, which did play a certain role.

Although Prince Zhong was not afraid of Song Xinghai, Pan Shijian was afraid. Because there is too much shit that can't be wiped clean under his buttocks, as long as Song Xinghai wants to check him, then it will be difficult for him to get rid of the relationship.

Pan Shaofeng didn't know any of this.

Pan Shijian was worried that his son would look at Song Li with old eyes because he didn't understand the changes in the imperial capital, so with the temperament of the two of them, there would definitely be a conflict.

He wasn't worried that his son wouldn't be able to beat Song Li, after all, his son had also been immersed in a famous faction, and the second-level level of qi induction had few opponents among the emperor's capital, so Song Li should not be his son's opponent. Song Xinghai behind Song Li, who he was afraid of.

He really wanted to send someone to find his son back, but the imperial capital said that it was not big or small, and it was undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone. So he only prayed that his son had better not run into Song Li, as long as he didn't have a conflict with Song Li, everyone else would be easy to say.

As the old saying goes, if you're afraid, you'll come to whatever you're afraid of. What happened next confirmed the truth of this statement once again.

Pan Fu Yin had just returned to his study from his wife's Buddhist hall, and was about to deal with government affairs, when a "monster" with a big head and a face covered with gauze broke in. The "monster" had white gauze all over his face, revealing only his eyes and nostrils

"Who is the demon who dares to trespass into Pan's Mansion in broad daylight?" Pan Shijian was startled, what is this, where did it come from?

"Dad, it's me, Shaofeng. The "monster" spat out people's words, and it was actually the voice of his son Pan Shaofeng.

"Shaofeng, is it really you?" Pan Fuyin looked at the strange man in front of him in disbelief, "Why did your head become so big?"

"Don't mention it, Dad, you're going to call the shots for me this time. I was smoked dozens of big mouths in front of the people on the street, and my teeth were all crushed......" Pan Shaofeng burst into tears of grievance, he didn't get the support he wanted from Song Moran, so he had to go home to find his own Laozi. Because his face was too swollen and ugly, he went to the room to bandage it briefly to cover his face, and then came to his father to complain.

The anger in Pan Fu Yin's chest rose suddenly, his son is no longer a weapon, he has him to teach him a lesson, and he will feel distressed for a long time if others say a few words, let alone use such a ruthless method? Everyone knows that beating people does not slap their faces, and scolding people does not expose their shortcomings. This guy actually slapped his son Pan Fu Yin's big mouth in front of the people of the imperial capital, as the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, and slapping Pan Shaofeng's face is equivalent to slapping him in the face of the imperial capital Yin!

"Who is so cross-minded that even my son Pan Shijian dares to fight?" Pan Fuyin's eyes narrowed, and he had already moved to kill in his heart!

"It's Song Li's waste! That kid doesn't know what medicine he took wrong, and he beats me when he sees me! Dad, my son has never suffered such a big grievance when he grows so big!" Pan Shaofeng deliberately ignored the ins and outs of the matter, and wanted his father to support him, so naturally he couldn't completely reveal the facts. He couldn't tell his father that it was he who was rampage in the downtown with a car and almost killed him, and Song Li couldn't see it before he taught him a lesson, so would his father still help him out? Maybe he would beat him up again!

"What, did Song Li do it?" Pan Shijian was stunned, thinking that he was really afraid of something, he was worried that his son would meet Song Li when he traveled, but he didn't expect to really run into it. And there was a real conflict. But it was unexpectedly for his son to be beaten like this. "If he hits you, you won't fight back? Can't you beat him?"

"Ahem...... Me and him...... There was a tie...... "Pan Shaofeng's head hung down, and he didn't dare to look at his father's eyes.

! Will you make people slap you in the mouth if it's a tie? What a shrewd figure Pan Shijian immediately realized that his son was lying. But he didn't try to expose the lie. A young man of such a size, pampered for more than 20 years, arrogant, and slapped in the face in public, he must even have the heart to die, and he, who is a father, should not sprinkle salt on his wounds anymore.

But he was really taken aback in his heart!

In the past ten years, Song Li's cultivation talent was almost zero, and everyone knew this. And they are laughing stocks with each other. If Pan Shijian remembered correctly, it hadn't been a few months since Song Li recovered his cultivation talent, and in such a short period of time, his combat power was so clever that even a master of the second layer of the Qi Induction Period couldn't handle it? Pan Shaofeng had still studied in a famous sect like Taiyue Sect.

A cultivation speed like this is really terrifying, isn't it?

"Tell me in detail what happened. Pan Shijian asked quietly.

Pan Shaofeng recounted what happened, of course, omitting the part where he drove on a rampage, but added fuel to Song Li's ruthless methods. In Pan Shaofeng's narrative, Song Li has become a tyrannical evil boy, and he, Pan Shaofeng, is just a good young man who is bullied by evil boys.

Of course, Pan Shijian knew that there was water in his son's words, but he didn't care. Whatever the reason, Song Li slapped his son in the face, which was equivalent to slapping his face. If he doesn't come out, he won't be able to mix in the imperial capital in the future. Although he was very jealous of Song Xinghai, as a father who protected calves, he couldn't watch his son being bullied like this and be indifferent!

Grandma, I'm fighting with you! The prince can't be unreasonable!