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Chapter 105 Didn't You Tell Me To Quit Talking?

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Dark clouds pressed down on the city, and the big raindrops sprinkled outside the main hall of the Hei Ya, and the chief arresters on standby took their seats on the left and right sides of the hall.

The two policemen stood in front of the hall, both with panda eyes, and they had obviously been punched several times.

After the main case, Dongfang Liren was dressed in a silver python robe, sitting up straight with his back straight, looking at the wound on the policeman's face, with hidden anger in his eyes:
"what happened?"

The two police officers were obviously afraid, and one of them, who was slightly older, bowed his head and said:
"Today, when I was inspecting Zhuji Street, I found a murder case. The death was special. It was a big case at first glance. The case discovered by Beizhi and Xiao Wang was currently undergoing an autopsy. The people from the six doors later directly took us out. push..."

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Dongfang Liren tapped the table with a gavel:

"Then do you do it? How many times has this king told you not to do it with people from the Sanfa Division, and come back to the chief arrester if something happens..."

The elder policeman bowed his head and responded: "I didn't even intend to do anything at first, I just scolded each other at the door. But Xiao Wang didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he said, 'I'll stick you in the back door' and stab you to death!'..."

"Cough cough..."

She Long, who was sitting upright, gasped when he heard the words, his face turned red and he coughed a few times, almost suffocating.

Shang Jianli also twitched a few times with his cold, impermanent face.

Only Dongfang Liren looked blankly:

"What do you mean?"

The catcher Xiao Wang felt aggrieved and said: "At first I didn't know what Humble Job meant. Old Liu said it was an advanced marksmanship that copied the back road. It was very powerful, so he cursed it out. The people from Six Doors made fun of Humble Job, and then they figured it out. ..."

Dongfang Liren was baffled: "What do you mean by being a stick at the back door?"

She Long forcibly suppressed the overwhelming breath, raised his hand and waved:
"Go and treat the wound, it's a disgrace."

"Yes."

The two catchers ran away in a hurry.

She Long faced King Jing and said respectfully:

"Your Majesty's ears are dirty with the swear words in the market. The people below act first, and they are wronged. This beating is for nothing, and the case probably won't come back."

Dongfang Liren saw that all the men and women in the room had weird expressions on their faces, and they knew it was not a good thing to say, so they stopped asking.

The black yamen doesn't even have a signboard. In theory, it's the private guard of Prince Jing's mansion. It can control everything by imperial franchise, but its functions and powers overlap seriously with the judicial yamen.

There are only so many cases in the capital, and the fast-tracking officials need performance. For this reason, the two sides have great differences and often conflict.

The salary of the black yamen catcher is allocated from Prince Jing's mansion, and Dongfang Liren has to ask the household department for money, and the household department will not allocate funds if there is no performance. Therefore, small cases such as theft can be let go, but murder cases must be involved.

Dongfang Liren was about to arrange for a more vicious subordinate to go to Zhuji Street to forcefully claim credit, when he heard hurried footsteps coming from outside.

Tread-tap-

Looking up, Wang Chihu, who was wearing a prince's robe, ran in from outside holding an umbrella:
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"The yamen is an important place, with disheveled clothes and loud noises, how decent is it?"

"No, Brother Ye is back."

"Ok?"

Dongfang Liren gave an angry look, and looked outside the yamen, but there was no trace of Ye Jingtang:
"Where is Ye Jingtang? Tell him to come here, I have something to arrange."

Wang Chihu came outside the lobby and said with great interest:

"Brother Ye just smashed a gambling house on Wutong Street, beat the man half to death, then turned around and went to the West Market, probably to beat Wang Shilang's brother-in-law. Do you want to watch the fun, Your Highness?"

Dongfang Liren was baffled, wanted to get up, but didn't quite fit his status, so he patted the long case:

"Presumptuous! Do you still have the king's law in your heart when the emperor's feet are fighting privately in the street? This king will go and have a look, and you will stay in the yamen."

The chief arrester, who was about to follow along to watch the excitement, immediately sat back angrily...
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slam-la-

It was pouring rain outside the building, but inside the Sanyuan Building was full of heat. Children from wealthy families were spending a lot of money at the gambling table, accompanied by beauties. The scene was very different from the smoky market gambling stalls.

"Come on! Four, five, six!"

"it is good!"

"Oh, bad luck..."

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Wutong Street is a well-known gold selling cave in the capital. The Sanyuan Building on the street is not considered top-notch, but it has a strong background. The big owner is the second master Cheng Baocheng who took root in the West Market.

The second master Cheng was born in Tiefuling, a great school in Yunzhou. His elder brother is the head of the sect, and his younger sister married to the Wang family in Yunzhou. .

Cheng Song, who is in charge of the Sanyuan Building, is the eldest son of Cheng Erye, and he has a good relationship with the dudes in the capital on weekdays.

At noon, in a private room facing the street in Sanyuan Building, several young masters from Wendeqiao were pushing Pai Gow at the table, Cheng Song dressed as a rich man and accompanied him.

Because of the heyday of the martial arts in the Great Wei Dynasty, no matter where the affairs of the Jianghu are, they are just a topic of conversation after dinner. The young masters on the table chat casually when spending money like water:

"Mr. Cheng, I heard that the head of Shuiyun Jiantan was slaughtered?"

Cheng Song, who was dressed in a white prince's robe, pushed out the silver ingots on the table with a folding fan, with an easy-going smile:

"Young Master Li is very well informed. It is rumored that Zhou Huaili went to the city to kill people in the middle of the night, and was hit by someone from the black yamen, capsizing the boat."

"Then what should we do about this?"

"What else can I do? In the eyes of the imperial court, from the beggar to the eighth chief, they are all 'people'. Hei Ya kills people according to the law, and if he refuses to accept it, he goes to the Judi Yamen to file a complaint. Because of Zhou Chiyang's special status, the imperial court treated him very politely. Let Lin Shilang, the most stern and selfless member of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, preside over the trial. Lin Shilang is a person who dares to arrest and sentence even the emperor's relatives, and because of the ambiguity of the power and duties of the black office, he impeached Prince Jing many times..."

"Prince Jing is notoriously protective. He dared to ask Lin Tietou to interrogate his family. It must be an iron case. Even if the Heavenly King and I come, there is no way to turn it over... Has the sword master Zhou Chiyang come?"

"I don't know how many lives Zhou Huaili has on him. If Zhou Chiyang came, wouldn't he cause a lot of trouble? If the Zhou family voluntarily gave up the pursuit and accepted the punishment, and Zhou Chiyang went to seek revenge from the black yamen, he would be a hypocrite; but if he didn't take revenge, It's just ruthless and unjust, it's really unlucky to talk about such a stupid brother..."

When Cheng Song said this, he remembered something, and said:

"The Zhou family has gotten into this trouble, and they will definitely not dare to commit crimes against the wind and have conflicts with Honghualou. The Baoyuan Gate in Guangji has also eaten up Honghualou's property. I guess Honghualou will go to Honghualou soon." Trouble with Li Hunyuan..."

"Then Mr. Cheng can reap the benefits of being a fisherman?"

"Ha ha……"

Tiefuling, who is behind Cheng Song, and Baoyuanmen founded a sect in Yunzhou, and it is impossible for each other to stay in harmony with each other.

If Baoyuanmen was beaten by Honghualou, the snipe and clam would fight for the fisherman's benefit, and Tiefuling would naturally benefit from it indirectly.

Cheng Song said with a smile: "The world is just like this gambling table. Luck is more important than financial power. When this luck comes, you can even sit down..."

wow-

While talking, downstairs outside the window, there was suddenly the sound of doors and windows breaking, and an exclamation:
"who?"

"what happened?!"

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The private room became quiet, and the noble young masters were slightly puzzled.

Cheng Song frowned, got up and went to the window to have a look.

Wutong Street is the busiest street in the capital. Even if it is raining heavily, there are still many cars and horses passing by, and they have already stopped at this time.

In front of the gate of the Sanyuan Building, stood a young man in a Shuiyun brocade robe holding a black umbrella, his face was hidden by the umbrella.

Behind the young man in black robe was a rich young master in a brocade robe. He dropped the umbrella on the street with his mouth wide open and his eyes full of shock.

And the men who were standing at the door of the Sanyuan building had disappeared, and were kicked into the gate without accident.

Perot?

Cheng Song recognized the big financier of Tianshui Bridge, and thought that Pei Luo brought his thugs to find trouble, so he said:

"Excuse me for a moment."

Speaking from the window on the second floor of the Sanyuan Building, he turned over and jumped down, with a chic and neat figure.

The dandies sitting here are all good people, and they also know Pei Luo, a well-known rich young man in the capital, and they all look around curiously when they see that there is a lot of fun to watch, who cares about the gambling on the table.

The noble sons thought that Cheng Song would negotiate a few words with Young Master Pei in front of the door when Cheng Song went down.

But what I didn't expect was that just as Cheng Song jumped out of the window, there was a loud bang from below:
Ouch—

The young man in black robe standing outside the building didn't even remove the oil-paper umbrella to look up, turned around and raised his legs, and kicked hard sideways, aiming at Cheng Song who jumped from the second floor.

This kick was as fast as thunder, and white mist burst out around the right leg.

Cheng Song didn't expect the other party to be so ignorant of martial arts, his eyes were frightened and angry, if this kick landed in the crotch, he would probably turn into a half woman for the rest of his life, and before he landed, he volleyed down with both hands.

Bang!
In an instant, the boots were centered and the palms were pressed down!
Cheng Song, who hadn't landed yet, flew back up at several times the speed, smashing the plaque of 'Sanyuan Building' directly.

wow-

Then it hit the wooden beam and let out a muffled cough:
"cough--"

The whole person lost his balance and fell down in the air, directly hitting the steps outside the Sanyuan Building.

thump--

The inside and outside of the Sanyuan building fell into dead silence.

Pei Luo, who came to help Ye Jingtang to settle the matter, was stunned when he saw this scene, raised his hand, and spoke incoherently:
"Hiss...Jing Tang...then what..."

Ye Jingtang didn't respond, and walked up the steps holding an umbrella.

"Cough cough cough-"

Cheng Song fell so badly that he wanted to get up, but his arms could no longer use his strength, so he could only grit his teeth and look at the people outside the door:
"you……"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, the visitor stepped on his chest.

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"cough--"

Broken bones accompanied by stuffy cough.

Cheng Song was firmly stepped on the steps by his boots, his face flushed immediately, and he slapped the shoes hard.

clap clap-

Such a scene caused a few screams from inside and outside the Sanyuan Building, and the gambling shop thugs who came out to help were also stunned in place.

As a scholar, Pei Luo's face turned pale with fright, and he ran to him in horror, and pulled Ye Jingtang's arm:

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? This is the capital, at the feet of the emperor..."

Cheng Song is also considered ruthless, his eyes are blood red, and he forced himself to speak:
"Father..."

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One foot fell again.

Cheng Song's words stopped abruptly, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, but couldn't make a sound, his eyes were terrified, his whole body was trembling, and he pushed hard on the boots that almost penetrated his chest.

Ye Jingtang lowered his head and stared at him until his face turned purple, his eyes were distracted, and he would be suffocated if he stepped on it again, so he pulled back a little.

"Uh-cough cough cough..."

Ye Jingtang retracted his feet to prevent the blood from splashing on his boots:

"Do you know why I hit you?"

Cheng Song held his chest and kept coughing, didn't dare to speak, and nodded vigorously.

Ye Jingtang didn't say much, turned and left holding an umbrella.

Pei Luo's eyes were dull, and he realized that Ye Jingtang had left. Maybe he was afraid of being beaten to death by the thugs of the gambling house, so he hurriedly caught up with Ye Jingtang:

"Are you crazy? A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands..."

Ye Jingtang stepped out a little before turning his head to look at Pei Luo:
"Didn't you tell me not to talk?"

"I……"

Pei Luo was stunned: "I told you not to talk, so you just hit me?! You... Cheng Erye is a big shot in Xishi, with hundreds of thugs under his command. Let's go, I'll take you to the government to surrender. Hiding in the cell and paying a sum of money, this matter may be over... Hey, where are you going?"

"Go to Cheng Erye to discuss business."

"Ah?! You beat up your son like this, and now you go to discuss business, he will definitely beat you up... Don't, don't, just listen to my brother's advice, the capital behaves according to the rules, if you are so messy, the third aunt knows that you will definitely be punished." If you hang up and beat me, I dare not speak nice words to you..."

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