Nightwatcher

Li Mubai waved his hand suddenly, the driver was dragged up by a gust of wind, and landed lightly on the side of the road.

Li Daru grabbed the reins of the horse and drove the cart himself, and said slowly: "This is a good horse that can travel thousands of miles a day."

An amazing scene happened. The cart was originally an ordinary brown horse, but at this moment, it suddenly neighed excitedly.

Under the brown skin, tendons protrude, and the body swells, nearly twice as tall as an ordinary horse in the blink of an eye.

Li Mubai's carriage left without a trace.

Zhang Shen snorted coldly: "You go down too."

He sent the driver to the side of the road, took the place by himself, grabbed the rein of the horse, and said in a deep voice, "This horse is big and strong. It is not only a thousand-mile horse, but also has six legs."

The same mutation happened again, and this black horse, like its kind, had a swollen body and knotted muscles.

The difference is that the flesh and blood of its abdomen are separated, the bones grow, and the nerves are intertwined, and two new horse legs grow abruptly.

The black horse's six hooves flew like flying, kicking up a cloud of dust, and the rear came first, catching up with Li Mubai's carriage.

"Old thief, you are too shameless, how can you have a horse with six hooves." Li Mubai was furious.

"I said there is."

"Okay, then my horse has eight hooves."

"Hmph, the shameless old thief insists on robbing me of his apprentice, right? My carriage is as light as thin paper, flying with the wind!"

A gust of wind blew, and Zhang Shen's carriage was as light as thin paper, drifting into the distance with the wind.

Not to be outdone, Li Mubai shouted: "My carriage can ride the clouds."

A group of white clouds formed on the ground, stuck to the wheels of the carriage, and sent the carriage into the sky.

Xu Pingzhi stared at this scene dumbfounded, until the two carriages disappeared into the sky, and swallowed:

"Scholars can really brag."

Xu Nian looked at the sky, yearning, and murmured: "This is not bragging, this is the five qualities of Confucianism: virtue!"

It also has another name, which comes from Mr. Jianzheng's taunt after drinking: Confucianism and literature disrupt the law!

Prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

Wearing shackles, Xu Qi'an sat cross-legged on the tattered straw mat, leaning against the cold wall.

Smelling the wet, cold and rotten smell in the air, it seemed as if he had returned to the prison of the government office.

According to the information I read from the file library before, there are countless examples of bullying men and women in the capital's yamen. These bad things never reached the ears of the emperor's old man, so they were suppressed.

Isn't that the reason why Shangda Tianting's four words can be as heavy as Mount Tai.

But this is the Jingcha period, aren't you afraid of political enemies attacking and annihilating?

"I was wrong. Although the middle class has a good life, as long as you offend those big shots once, you will never recover."

"To live like a human, I have to have power and strength."

Bang When the iron door at the end of the corridor opened, footsteps came from far to near. Not long after, a jailer led two soldiers with knives to the fence.

"I'll take you to have your head cut off." The jailer smiled mockingly.

After he opened the door, instead of going in, he took a step back and shouted, "Come out."

The two soldiers held down the hilt of the knife with both hands, their eyes guarded.

Although wearing special shackles and shackles, the opponent is still a martial artist at the pinnacle of refinement. If they fight against trapped beasts in desperation, they will also be in danger.

"You'd better be honest and cooperate with us. You don't want us to shoot through your tendons and then drag you out."

Xu Qi'an was silent for a moment, then got up.

Sun Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment is at his desk handling affairs, and the files and notes are piled up like a mountain.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something in his heart, and looked up out of the window.

In a short time, two black shadows came quickly, and the outline gradually became clear. They were two carriages, one was riding the breeze, and the other was flying through the clouds.

The two carriages drove side by side, scrambling to be the first, and landed in the compound of the Ministry of Punishment together.

The moment the majestic horse hit the ground, it finally fell to the ground exhausted, as if it had been drained of all vitality, and died convulsingly.

The soldiers who were on duty in the Yamen of the Ministry of Punishment immediately surrounded him.

Sun Shangshu, who was wearing a scarlet robe, came frowning. He had a square face with Chinese characters, and when he frowned, he showed seriousness.

"Brother Chunjing, brother Jinyan, why did you two come to our Ministry of Criminal Justice?"

Sun Shangshu can still be expected, although the battle between Guozijian and Yunlu Academy has been going on for a long time, but the two great scholars joined hands, which is enough for him to put on a correct attitude.

Zhang Shen cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice: "The Criminal Department arrested a disciple of mine today, named Xu Qi'an, please trouble Sun Shangshu to release him."

Captured the students of Yunlu Academy?

The group of old things in Yunlu Academy protected Sun Shangshu the most: "The Ministry of Punishment manages the power of punishment and prison, and will not arrest people for no reason. Please make it clear."

He didn't agree immediately, although Guozijian suppressed Yunlu Academy in the officialdom, it was because Guozijian was an academy run by the imperial court.

Naturally, Yunlu Academy can't compete with Guozijian. If the imperial court doesn't use your people, what can you do?

But this does not mean that Yunlu Academy is a soft persimmon that can be squeezed at will. Yunlu Academy masters the Confucian practice system and is a sacred place in the hearts of students all over the world.

The gentlemen of the college are notorious for protecting their shortcomings, so as long as there is no real crime, the officials of the Ministry of Punishment will not take the initiative to find fault.

Before the two great Confucians could speak, a few guards ran over in a panic and said loudly: "Master Shangshu, a group of Si Tianjian's white clothes are coming outside, trying to force their way into the Yamen, we can't stop them!"

Sun Shangshu and the officials of the Ministry of Punishment followed the sound, and a group of disciples of Si Tianjian in fluttering white clothes rushed into the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment.

The leader was a man with an embroidered pill furnace on his chest, with thick eyebrows, a high nose, and dark circles under his eyes that seemed to last all year round.

Song Qing, the fourth disciple of Si Tian Jian Jian Zheng.

The menacing arrogance of the opponent made Sun Shangshu frowned, and shouted: "You have violated the law by trespassing on the Ministry of Punishment, so you should retreat quickly."

Song Qing stopped, bowed, and said calmly: "Master Shangshu, we are here to ask for someone from the Ministry of Punishment."

Hearing this, Sun Shangshu's heart skipped a beat. With a guess, he said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"Xu Qi'an, was just arrested today by the Ministry of Criminal Justice for no reason."

It's Xu Qi'an again, who is this person, who attracted the great Confucian scholars from Yunlu Academy and the white clothes of Si Tianjian at the same time.

In Dafeng, no one is willing to offend Jianzheng. Even Yunlu Academy, which claims to be orthodox Confucianism, was ridiculed by the drinking-loving Jianzheng for disobeying the law, but he held his nose and admitted it. He did not try to use reasoning against Master Jianzheng convincing.

"What's going on? Who is Xu Qi'an? Why have I never heard of this person before?"

"You are ignorant, right? Do you know about the tax and bank case? It was Xu Qi'an who solved the case."

"But this person is just a martial artist, how could he have something to do with Confucianism and Si Tianjian?"

"Strange, why did the Ministry of Criminal Justice arrest him?"

The officials of the Ministry of Punishment who came to watch were whispering to each other.

Sun Shangshu beckoned, summoned an official from the Criminal Department, and asked: "Today, the Criminal Department arrested a prisoner named Xu Qi'an?"

The official replied in a low voice, then ran away in a hurry, and came back with a stack of documents in a moment.

"Master Shangshu, there is no such person as Xu Qi'an in the apprehension document."

No? Sun Shangshu's face darkened.

"Who is going to catch the person?"

"This lower official knows it." The official turned his eyes and aimed at a green robe in the crowd, "it's Mr. Huang."

Shua one after another looked over.

After returning to the Ministry of Punishments, Huang Lang, who was wearing a green robe, felt cold in the heart, who had only had time to drink a sip of tea and hadn't yet asked for credit from the servant.

PS: After get off work, I sat in front of the computer and coded, coded, and fell asleep without knowing what happened. Delayed updates.

Sorry, I'm a little tired today.