Chapter 81: A Good Imperial Court
What is the biggest difference between Jiangdu City and Imperial Capital City?
It is not that the river has the right to have the money emperor, but the river has maintained the pattern of the fang market thousands of years ago, after several changes in the imperial capital, the fang market system has long existed in name only, although it is still divided into regions by the fang city, but its internal access control has been demolished, in general, there is only the inner and outer city, but there is no separation between the fang city.
Jiangdu 24 squares, with Tianyuan, Zhengxin, Fugui, Ronghua four squares to the top, followed by the Taoist workshop, Taoist Fang, Jincheng Fang, Xiude Fang four major squares, of which the Taoist workshop was originally the Jiangnan Daomen monopoly, now under the hands of Xu Beiyou, the Taoist Fang is the secret guard and other affiliated yamen in the city, Jincheng Fang is mostly the ordinary rich live, and Xiude Fang is dominated by the academy, the study building, the bookstore and the residence of the literati.
At that time, Li Xiaocheng, the minister of Great Chu, was able to fight alone in the Jiangdu City, and no one else could have this honor since then, and now Xu Beiyou dominates the Taoist Art Workshop, but he has inadvertently completed this feat.
In the evening, a group of people returned from visiting friends in the Xiude Workshop, they should have gone to Tianyuan Fang to stay, suddenly rose, and decided to go to the Taoist Workshop, which Cheng thought that the Taoist Workshop at this time had been completely closed, and outsiders were not allowed to enter, just in front of the curfew of the Taoist Workshop, the group was stopped by Feng Lang who was on duty here.
The first man in a Confucian shirt looked at Feng Lang who was blocking the road, as if he was very surprised that someone dared to block the way.
There are also two servants behind him, one with a sword and the other with a sword, not smiling, with a calm momentum, obviously a master guard cultivated by the big family, not a casual cultivator.
In addition, there are a few people standing not far away, including the boy who cranks the folding fan, the beautiful woman who seems to not eat the fireworks of the world, and a man with a double sword, his face is cold, and the sword aura around him is awe-inspiring, as if he is about to draw his sword out of the sheath at any time.
But the most conspicuous thing is a young man with a face like a crown of jade, with an elegant appearance, playing with a jasper pendant in his hand, as if he is indifferent to everything in front of him.
Feng Lang didn't have much to fear, there are many dragons who come to Jiangdu every year to make trouble, and they all say that strong dragons don't suppress the head snake, as strong as Murong Xuanyin and Zhang Zhaonu have planted their heels one after another, what kind of waves can you a few small fish and shrimp set off?
Feng Lang's face was calm, and he clenched his fists and said: "I have already said that this workshop is a private place, and now it is being renovated, so it is inconvenient to welcome foreign guests, so please take care of a few of them." ”
The man in the Confucian shirt said slowly: "This is ridiculous, the twenty-four squares of Jiangdu are all owned by the imperial court, but I don't know when the imperial court ordered this square to be classified as a private person? ”
Feng Lang frowned and did not answer rashly.
Although he is not a person in the temple, he is not a stunned young man who stepped into the rivers and lakes on the first day, and he always feels that there is something wrong in the other party's words, but he can't say what is wrong for a while.
The man smiled warmly, "If there is no document from the imperial court, then why do you say that the art workshop is a private property? I don't know who is so bold and dares to swallow domestic production so openly, but for the sake of you being just a subordinate, I don't know how thick the sky is, my son doesn't care about these things with you, hurry up and let the door open, let us in." ”
Feng Lang's face was slightly gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Since Your Excellency keeps saying that the law of the imperial court is the law, then please go to the Yamen of the political envoy to say it, and let the local political envoy judge judge right and wrong, and see if it is consistent with the law of the imperial court." ”
The man stared at Feng Lang for a long time, nodded and said, "Okay, very good, who family are you?" It is also Zhang Ling's clever mouth, which really makes my son feel a little sorry for his talent. ”
Feng Lang was neither humble nor arrogant: "Feng Lang, a disciple of the Lower Sword Sect." ”
The man in the Confucian shirt sighed, "Interesting, really interesting, it turned out to be the Sword Sect's Gaozu, and it turned out that this magic workshop was the private property of the Sword Sect." ”
His face changed suddenly, and he said sharply: "You remnants of the Sword Sect are really so bold! You were good at killing the armor of the Secret Guard Mansion in the northwest at the beginning, and now you are openly enclosing land in Jiangdu, how rampant and unruly you are! Could it be that your Sword Sect still wants to be above the imperial court?"
One big hat after another was buttoned down, making Feng Lang's face slightly pale, but he still didn't retreat, "I said, if you want to talk about the royal law of the imperial court, then please go to Tianyuanfang's Chengxuan Political Envoy Si Yamen to say, and then the political envoy will come to talk to us, after all, the political envoy is wearing a second-grade Jinji official uniform." ”
He paused slightly, glanced at the dress of the man in the Confucian shirt, and said sarcastically: "Does Your Excellency want to use this Confucian shirt to represent the imperial court? ”
After all, Feng Lang was born in a family of merchants, and he has dealt with the three sects and nine streams since he was a child, and he is the best at reading people, although this person has a court king's law, but he lacks that official authority, and he does not have the confidence to be born in a top family and have nothing to do, so Feng Lang concluded that he is at most just a fox and a fake tiger helper.
Sure enough, the man in the Confucian shirt was choked and his face turned pale, and he didn't speak for a long time.
The young man who had been playing with the pendant in his hand glanced at the boy who was holding the folding fan next to him, and the boy snapped and closed the folding fan in his hand, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "Is that official enough to tell you about the laws of the court?"
There is a world of difference between this official and this son, no matter how big the official position of the father is, according to the strict legal system, the children of the official eunuchs are only a white body after all, but if they have an official body, no matter how big or small, they are all real court officials.
As he spoke, the young man, who was holding a folding fan, took out a tooth plate issued by the imperial court from his sleeve, which was unmistakably engraved with the name, place of origin, status of the licensee, official rank, seniority, and the name of the yamen to which he belonged.
It's just that Feng Lang didn't look at the content on the tooth card at all, but said calmly: "I don't care which family you are, I don't know how big an official you are, I know that this is Jiangdu, so you have to follow the rules of Jiangdu." ”
Brother Gongzi with a fan snorted and said with a smile: "Listen to this, is the rules of your Sword Sect bigger than the rules of our imperial court?"
Feng Lang saw through the clumsy trap in this person's words at a glance, and immediately kept silent.
Brother Gongzi who held the fan didn't care, and said with a smile: "Since you said the rules of the Sword Sect, then I want to see how big the rules of the Sword Sect are, I heard that it is a matter of the world, but a sword matter?"
Brother Gongzi sneered and said: "But today's Sword Sect has this ability? Also, if one sword is not enough, another sword, two swords, three swords, and ten million swords, can always be settled." ”
Feng Lang's color changed suddenly.
There is a slang saying, you don't slap people in the face, you don't scold people and don't scold your mother, you can insult me Feng Lang, but you must not insult my sect!
Feng Lang slammed his grip on the hilt of the sword behind his back.
The fan boy lifted his chin.
The two sword masters who were originally standing behind the man in the Confucian shirt took a step forward.
There is no doubt that these two people are both in the realm of the first grade, on the other hand, Feng Lang is only approaching the realm of the second grade now, otherwise he would not have done this drudgery, if he really did it, no matter how you look at it, Feng Lang will be killed in one move.
But just when the folding fan boy was about to kill the killer, there was a sudden wind.
The man with the twin swords on his back stepped forward, blocking the young man who was playing with the pendant behind him.
The next moment, I saw more than a dozen swordsmen with old-fashioned faces appear out of thin air, surrounding the group.
Immediately afterwards, a woman with a superb posture walked slowly towards this side, surrounded by a group of swordsmen.