Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

General Yunhui Mo Wenwu was scolded and barked at, but he couldn't get angry, he just felt panicked.

These little bastards are so arrogant and indulgent, even the officials dare to attack, they are lawless!

Mo Wenwu didn't care about them hitting the official slaves, and most people in the court agreed on this point.

After all, people of color are either guilty of crimes or hostile and do not deserve mercy.

But officials, even the low-level officials, are also members of the huge bureaucracy!
"Your Majesty, you have been wronged! That Jiancheng's outfit is almost the same as that of a pervert, I can't tell it!"

The young man cried loudly.

It is not that there is no difference at all. Even the sackcloth worn for work is different from hemp and sackcloth.

It's just that after a lot of work, sweat mixed with dust falls on it, which is really hard to recognize at first glance.

A light flashed in Li Shimin's eyes, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Fan Zheng sneered: "Tang Yidian Supervisor is working in the Changtian of the director of the Jingyuan of Sinong Temple. What should I wear? Do I still need permission from others?"

The matter was too noisy, some well-informed courtiers came from Fanglin Gate, and it was too late for Mo Wenwu to tell the truth.

In desperation, Mo Wenwu cupped his hands: "Your Majesty, the dog has violated the laws of the country and should be judged and convicted by the three judges, not Sinong Shaoqing who decides life and death."

"I ask the three justices to be imprisoned and convicted. Even if I die, I will have no complaints."

Li Shimin hesitated: "It makes sense."

Fan Zheng laughed: "Since that's the case, why didn't your majesty order the San Judicial Department to decide the case on the spot? Come here, pile up the charcoal, and ask the San Judicial Department to decide the case on the spot."

This means that they will be interrogated at night without any results during the trial!
Dali Shaoqing Xin Maojiang gave a dry laugh: "Fan Shaoqing is joking, the case should still be settled in the Yamen."

Fan Zheng was surprised: "Isn't it? If you leave the Yamen, Dali Temple won't be able to maintain justice?"

General Xin Mao was not angry, but just waved his hands: "There is no gavel, history, recording, questioning, and commentary. How to solve the case?"

Fan Zheng said with a smile: "It's just right, I have learned the skills of handling cases at Yushitai back then, do you want to appreciate it?"

"I have a trick called 'Wukong'. Use the shackle to fix the head, shrink it repeatedly, and squeeze the skull. I would like to demonstrate it for Your Majesty."

Wu Kun, the master of Daxingshan Temple, said that he was offended.

Monkey King said, you are not kind.

Li Shimin was displeased: "I am not a tyrant. In the year of Zhenguan, the punishment was reduced, and only five punishments (caning, stick, imprisonment, imprisonment, and death) were imposed. How can the punishment be abused?"

Load up, load up.

In the prison, the jade girl climbed the ladder and the fairy offered fruit from Fan Zheng. Do you really think the emperor knows nothing?
In this world, there are always people holding double standards and flaunting fairness.

Holding the saber, Fan Zheng approached the remaining two strong men: "Either the San Judiciary decides the case today and announces to the world that the official is not guilty of killing the official; or the Si Nong Temple kills the invading enemy."

"As for taking people away, they avoided the seriousness and claimed that they only hit the perverted people, and even turned the black into white, saying that Sinong Temple offended them. Hehe, I am alive, so don't think about it!"

Let people take off the Sinong Temple, and it is up to others to say black and white.

Let's see who can invite the emperor out of the Xuanwu Gate!

Just general Yunhui, the military official, can he do it?
Officials talk nonsense, and the emperor is in charge;

Who can control the emperor's unconscionable words?

Li Shimin cast a wink, Xue Rengui walked slowly, trying to block Fan Zheng's way.

Lei Qi, Lei Jiu, Tang Yidian, and the pervert are ready to move.

Fan Zheng opened his mouth and scolded: "What's the matter with you? Do you want people to be labeled as rebels, and then slaughter them all? Get out!"

Tang Yidian's eyes were red, two old, worthless tears slipped down his cheeks, and the cloudy teardrops were red.

Lifting the horizontal knife upside down and running wildly, Fan Zheng ran into Xue Rengui who was like a big bug like a lamb with new horns!
Li Shimin was surprised, you, Fan Zheng, don't know how much you weigh?

However, seeing Fan Zheng's crazy actions clearly, Li Shimin, Mo Wenwu, Xin Maojiang, and Xue Rengui all complained incessantly.

madman!

Totally crazy!
In terms of martial arts, even ten Fan Zhengs were not enough for Xue Rengui to fight, but he desperately hit the spear point, which made people extremely fearful!

A bad guy who "forced the minister to death" would be put firmly on the head of Emperor Zhenguan, which was unbearable for Li Shimin, who was especially pursuing fame.

Not to mention Mo Wenwu.

Fan Zheng was really dead, or he could be happy for a while, and then the impeachment of Yushitai, the verbal criticism from the people and the officialdom, or even the emperor might not be able to keep him.

It was the first time that Xin Maojiang saw Fan Zheng's ferocity, and he didn't even take his own life seriously!
On the contrary, Xue Rengui was the most relaxed, the wooden spear was hesitant in his hand, he only blocked Fan Zheng's way with the barrel of the gun, and the spear's point would never appear in front of Fan Zheng's vital points.

The scene was a bit weird, but it seemed that Fan Zheng was actively chasing the spearhead.

Xue Rengui's martial arts skills can't be said to be the best in the Tang Dynasty, and it's easy to deal with Fan Zheng's two knives, but the gunman often pushes Fan Zheng away with gentle force, making it difficult for him to move forward.

Fan Zheng was so exhausted that he was panting like a cow, but he still couldn't break through Xue Rengui's interception, and he didn't even move his foot a step, which was embarrassing.

Although Fan is not a martial artist, doesn't he want to lose face?
Raising the horizontal saber with the blade facing his neck, Fan Zheng showed a trace of hostility: "Come on, try to intercept it again!"

Li Shimin exclaimed: "No!"

Even if Fan Zheng just scratched the skin, Li Shimin would have to carry the cauldron on his back, and a mound of wet loess would be stuffed into his calf-nosed bag!

Fan Laoshi didn't need to think about it, after all, he had Fan Baili's generation to take care of him, so he wouldn't act recklessly if he thought about it.

People who have cared about them will not dare to act recklessly.

The lone wolf is the scariest thing.

However, 150 students from Dunhuafang, including Zuo Lang general Tie Xiaozhuang who is in charge of flying cavalry, even the emperor had to seriously consider it.

After the news gets out, what will the officials of the world think, and will the unscrupulous people follow suit and kill the officials...

Li Shimin may be able to suppress the consequences of the imperial court's blatantly crooked buttocks. Can Li Zhi be suppressed when Li Zhi ascends the throne?

In fact, the court's buttocks were tilted more than once, but it was just a violent reaction from a high-status person like Fan Zheng.

As for the perverts and ordinary people, as long as they don't cause rebellion, the more they struggle, the tighter the rope will be on their bodies, until they are strangled to death.

All the members of Yushitai, under the leadership of Li Qianyou, the doctor of Yushi, turned around and returned to Fanglin Gate.

Si Nongqing Yang Hongli and Si Nong Shaoqing Tang Tongren with ashen complexions stood behind Fan Zheng, stroking the handle of the knife.

Fan Zheng's martial arts may not be good, Tongren Tang is probably a showman, Yang Hongli is a figure who led the battle in Liaodong and Qiuci, even if he loses to Xue Rengui, he should stop him for a few breaths.

Even if he is the Son of Heaven, a bowl of water has to be kept level. Sinong Temple can't be despised!
Yushi Terrace is where Fan Zheng started his family, and Sinong Temple is where Fan Zheng lives now, and when he expresses his opinion at the two places, even the emperor has a headache. (end of this chapter)