Fantasy: Forced To Marry Into The Family, Creating A Long-Lasting Family

Although he was confused, Lin Hao didn't think that Ying Chengyu would do such a boring thing. These three people probably have a great relationship, and even they themselves don't know about this relationship, which is why they behave like this.

The winner's battle is not small. He swaggered through the market and attracted many people's attention.

"Is this a princess from another dynasty?"

"Isn't this Butler Lin? This team is a team of winners, not envoys from other countries."

“It’s really interesting when a winner comes out so swaggering.

The Qi Refining Realm monk's foot strength is not weak, and he returned to Fang's house in less than half an hour.

"Senior Lin, this is our Fang family. You go in and have a cup of tea first. I will send someone to inform Guo You, the Minister of Rites." Fang Changqing said cautiously.

Lin Hao shook his head: "No need, the dignified Minister of Rites doesn't even understand the most basic rules and regulations. It seems that he doesn't want to give it to the Fang family head for a month."

Hearing this, Fang Changqing seemed to have thought of something, and said with a surprised look on his face: "Not good."

Anxious Fang Changqing instantly pushed open the door, and what he saw was a mess. The Fang family was smashed to pieces, and the few remaining servants were beaten to death, maimed, and tied to the beams, with rags still in their mouths. , it is difficult to make a sound.

"I'm finally back. It's really easy for me to wait." Guo Huaian sat in the center of the hall, shaking his folding fan.

Looking at the scene of 403 in front of him, Fang Changqing's face was extremely pale. Judging from the opponent's posture, he was not prepared to give the Fang family a way to survive today.

"Uncle Fang, long time no see." Ma Youcai, standing behind Guo Huaian, smiled sadly.

"Guo You, that old guy?" A voice came from outside the door.

Hearing this, Guo Huaian was furious: "How dare you, where did you come from as a slave? How dare you call my father by his first name? Are you seeking death?"

Guo You is the Minister of Rites and a Second Grade official in the imperial court. He is not polite to anyone he meets.

"Slave? You are so brave." Lin Hao came to Guo Huai'an in an instant, and a terrifying sense of oppression erupted from his body.

"Even if your father Guo You saw me, he would lick his face and offer tea, let alone a little loser like you."

Looking at Lin Hao who suddenly appeared in front of him, Guo Huaian was startled. He took a step back involuntarily, but accidentally hit the chair and fell to the ground.

"You...who are you? Hurry...guard...get me here." Guo Huaian shouted.

Looking at the panicked Guo Huaian, Lin Hao sneered: "Break everyone's legs."

"Yes." Voices appeared from all directions.

"Ahhhhh."

At this moment, only bursts of screams were heard in the Fang family's residence.

These people are all miscellaneous soldiers secretly transferred from the government by Guo Huai'an. They are all mortals. They usually do simple tasks of maintaining public order. Who are the monks' opponents?

In just a few breaths, dozens of people fell to the ground, their legs twisted at weird angles.

Seeing this scene, Guo Huai'an was completely panicked and couldn't help shouting: "Who are you? This is the imperial city, how dare you be so lawless. I am the son of the Minister of Rites. If you hurt me, be careful not to suffer any consequences." Let’s go.”

Seeing Guo Huaian's panicked look, Lin Hao ignored him.

At this moment, Ma Youcai also had his legs broken and was lying on the ground, but he endured the pain and shouted: "Senior, this is a misunderstanding, please spare my life."

Ma Youcai is not that idiot like Guo Huaian. These people are clearly monks with spiritual roots. The identity of the person in front of him is by no means simple. I am afraid he really is not afraid of the Minister of Rites.

Ma Youcai also didn't understand. They were just here to raid a small Fang family. How could they encounter such a powerful force, and it seemed that they were here to stand up for the Fang family.

For Lin Hao, Guo Huaian and others are just low-class ants, not even qualified to talk to him.

Lin Hao turned around and looked at Fang Changqing and said: "Master Fang, if these people want to be killed or chopped into pieces, you just give the order."

Hearing this, Ma Youcai looked up at Fang Changqing with disbelief on his face.

At this moment, Fang Yanran also walked into the Fang family door accompanied by everyone from the Ying (bfci) family.

"Senior Lin, don't you know this is the Minister of Rites?" Fang Yanran couldn't help but ask.

In Fang Yanran's view, since her husband-in-law has used his relationship as a winner, he must settle the matter at once. Guo Huaian and Ma Youcai are just small figures. What really makes the Fang family fearful is Guo You behind them.

What happened today must have offended this Minister of Rites.

"Don't worry, Miss Fang. The head of the family has made arrangements before departure. Someone has already gone to Shangshu Mansion. I think Guo You is on the way here." Lin Hao said politely,

"That's it, thank you very much." Fang Yanran let out a long sigh of relief.

As Lin Hao expected, it didn't take long for an old man in official uniform to crawl into Fang's house.

"Lin...Steward Lin, I really didn't know that the Fang family would be involved with the winner. Otherwise, if I had a hundred courages, I wouldn't dare to rob the Fang family's property."

Guo You, the Minister of Rites, is now in his mid-fifties. Twenty years ago, he entered the imperial court as the number one scholar and became an official, and became very popular. But now, he is dusty, his hair is messy, and he is breathing heavily. At first glance, he looked like he was running all the way.

Looking at his father's appearance, Huai'an was also stunned.

"Father, please save me quickly, these people broke the child's legs," Guo Huaian shouted.

"Sir, shut up." Guo You looked furious.

"Master Guo, you are the Minister of Rites, supervising the etiquette and laws of our dynasty, but now you use your officials to bully the people. I don't know how to judge according to the laws of our Wantie Dynasty?" Lin Hao sneered, ignoring the shouting at the side. Guo Huaian.

"Please spare my life, Butler Lin. Last year during the Chinese New Year, I visited the winner. Do you still remember Butler Lin?" Guo Fa pleaded.

The law is a joke to people like them. Guo You knows in his heart that he, the Minister of Rites, is an existence that cannot be messed with for these mortals doing business. But similarly, he is just a little person like an ant when facing the winner.

If you want to escape from this disaster, it is impossible to follow the law and talk about it. The only way is to ask the other party for forgiveness.

Lin Hao shook his head, sighed and said: "Unfortunately, you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended. The memorial to impeach you should be sent to His Majesty tomorrow, so I will execute the sentence first on behalf of the Imperial City Secretary.

Speaking of this, the ring on Lin Hao's right hand lit up with cyan light, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

At this moment, Lin Hao was walking towards Guo You step by step. With every step he took, the pressure on his body increased.

"You...you want to kill me?" Guo You's face was full of disbelief. .