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Chapter 162 I can't hold back!
Zhu Yousong settled the case in the street, beheaded the guerrilla general, and punished Mr. Xiao and his evil slaves with a stick. The young master and his servant naturally enjoyed it very much, which was equivalent to giving them both a bad breath.

"Master Imperial Envoy, the punishment of the stick is over, please examine the sentence." A military general in charge of the execution temporarily ordered someone to carry Mr. Xiao and others by the door. After this, Mr. Xiao and others became bloody and bloody. , the worst one is of course Young Master Xiao, lying motionless on the door panel, almost like a dead man, while others are still moaning.

Naturally, Zhu Yousong was too lazy to care about the lives of these people, so he waved his hand and asked them all to move away. Someone cleaned up General Feng's head and dead bodies, and brought a bucket of water to wash away the blood on the ground.

At this time, all the officials and gentlemen of the Sansi Yamen arrived. Originally, they planned to go out of the city to meet the imperial envoy later, so that the guerrilla general would clear the way first, but soon they received a report that the imperial envoy had already entered the city. It was still a private visit in disguise, and was surrounded by Feng Guerrilla's officers and soldiers as thieves near the Linhuyuan Restaurant, and they were going to be arrested and questioned.

The elders were frightened out of their wits. The imperial envoy came from afar and they should have come out of the city to greet them. The charges of neglecting the imperial envoy can be big or small. It's terrible!

Several elders scolded the guerrilla general surnamed Feng as a bastard, two hundred and five, who only go to battle and fight hard, have no brains, can't do anything well, make troubles out of nothing, let the troubles on the ground not cause troubles in the sky!
But they were so panicked that it was too late for them to swear, so they hurriedly arranged their official uniforms and took their staff to the Linhuyuan Restaurant. The ones were still sitting in sedan chairs, and when the time was short, they all came to Zhu Yousong in a panic. After dismounting from the horse or the sedan chair, all of them shook their robes and knelt in the street. Welcome, I hope you will forgive me."

Zhu Yousong looked at them, and said loudly, "Is Mr. Xiao Borui, the chief envoy of Suzhou, Jiangsu Province, here?"

The official wearing square-winged black gauze and a brocade robe with tufted flowers quickly knelt forward a few steps and replied loudly, "Your official is here."

Although the chief envoy of the state capital is not as good as the governor, governor, governor and other officials of the frontier, this Lord Xiao, like the local commanders and inspectors, belongs to the imperial order of the fifth rank. He is also part-time manager of the local water transportation affairs, which is equivalent to half of the prefect, so the number of the third department yamen in Suzhou is the largest.

But the local officials are different from the Beijing officials after all. Usually, they don’t have the opportunity to go to the capital to go to the court, and they rarely have contact with the Beijing officials, let alone the opportunity to go to the court. The official credentials passed by the post station, Mr. Xiao only knows this. The imperial envoy who came the next time was Liu Zhaoji, the newly appointed commander of the imperial camp. Like the other staff, he still had only an idea of ​​Mr. Liu. Taking advantage of the opportunity of kneeling to greet him, he had already sneaked a glance at the three imperial envoys. In the end, the target was locked on Zhu Yousong's face, and he believed that this was undoubtedly the imperial envoy Liu Zhaoji, Mr. Liu.

"So young? At most, you are in your 20s, and you are the commander of the imperial battalion and the imperial envoy?"

Lord Xiao saw Zhu Yousong Yushu Linfeng's outstanding talent, and was admiring Lord Liu's youth and promise in his heart, when he heard the imperial envoy approached him, he quickly knelt forward and crawled to promise.

Zhu Yousong saw that it was the nature of a father and son. This one was carved out of the same mold as the Mr. Xiao who was dressed in red just now. The mouth, the eyes, the eyebrows, and the face, except one had a beard and the other had no beard. Except for a face with wrinkles and a face without wrinkles, the rest is a template.

Zhu Yousong said: "Master Xiao, your Young Master Xiao is bullying others in the Linhuyuan Restaurant, and lied that the imperial envoy and this Young Master are thieves, and let the guerrilla general Feng De still use his military power indiscriminately and arrest people indiscriminately. Do you know?"

When Mr. Xiao heard his head buzzing, he only knew that General Feng had caused a catastrophe, but he didn't know that the source of the disaster was his son. For a while, his head was bigger than the wheel of a car, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "This beast ...but it cost me my life..."

But facing the questioning of the imperial envoy, how could he have time to scold his son, so he quickly kowtowed, and the big beads of sweat appeared on his face, "Ah... It is a capital crime for Gouzi and General Feng to offend the lord. No way, discipline is not strict, I will definitely punish severely after I go back, I hope you will forgive me..."

"Haihan, I can't hold back this time!" Zhu Yousong sneered in his heart, and said calmly, "Don't bother me, my lord has already punished them for you. As a guerrilla, General Feng didn't Distinguishing right from wrong, arbitrarily arranging military power and arresting people indiscriminately, colliding with this imperial envoy is a small matter, but corrupting our Ming army discipline and laws is a serious crime, the crime is unforgivable, and this imperial envoy has already executed him on the spot!"

When the kneeling staff heard this, they were astonished. Feng Guerzhan had already lost his head, no wonder they didn't see him!

Of course, the most frightening thing is that Mr. Xiao was so scared out of his body when he heard this, and felt uneasy. His son might have died long ago.

Zhu Yousong continued: "Your Excellency's Mr. Xiao, my imperial envoy thought he was ignorant and unknown, and he didn't kill him. He just punished him with a rod. Your Excellency can take him away and discipline him." He said to those generals With a wave of their hands, several generals brought over the bloody group, led by Mr. Xiao in red, all of them were bruised, but except for Mr. Xiao, everyone was still moaning.

Mr. Xiao's old face has long since become disheveled, and he doesn't know that his son has not breathed a sigh of relief, but anyway, it is better than that General Feng's head being chopped off with a knife, and he has to thank the holy messenger, trembling Wei Wei said: "Thank you, the Imperial Envoy, for your kindness..."

"Master Xiao is old?"

"Ah, I dare not. How dare a lowly official be honored in front of adults. A lowly official wastes his life half a dozen times."

Zhu Yousong sneered and said: "My imperial envoy sees that your lord's seal is dark and your eyes are dull. It must be because of housework. How about this, and you don't have to work hard on the job anymore. When the imperial envoy returns to report to the Ming sage, let your lord go back home at leisure." Let's take care of the housework."

"Ah..." Lord Xiao was full of frustration and was speechless for a while.Not long after, Master Xiao took his half-dead son and went home to farm.

Zhu Yousong made everyone stand flat, and came to the handsome young man. The young man's impression of the imperial envoy in front of him had already turned 180 degrees in his mind, and he felt awe-inspiring.

He knew that in front of everyone's eyes, their master and servant had also become servants of the imperial envoy, otherwise they would have been arrested, and he didn't know what to do. The two strong servants of the imperial envoy may not be able to deal with them. He has seen their skills more than once just now, and these two are definitely masters.

"Daddy is still waiting for my reply, what should I do?" the young man was anxious.

At this time, Zhu Yousong came to him, patted his shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "I don't know your name, sir, where is the fairyland?"

(End of this chapter)