Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 280 You dare to hit me!

   At this time, facing Yu Linwei's blade, normal people would not dare to rush over to seek death.

   Most of these scholars are normal people, they should be frightened.

   But among these people, there are some people with ulterior motives.

   They were the people sent by the Fourth Prince to make this matter bigger. Seeing that Yu Lin's army lit up their swords, these people were overjoyed and took a few steps back quietly, but their voices became louder.

   "These people are just pretending, how dare they attack us scholars, let's rush in and rescue the censors who were imprisoned in Dali Temple!"

   "Your Majesty, Shengming, will never embarrass us and rush into Dali Temple!"

In fact, these people gathered here, most of them just to watch the fun, even if there were aggrieved scholars, they just came over to shout slogans and wanted to put some pressure on Dali Temple. They never thought of attacking the Dali Temple Yamen anyway. But when pushed by these people with ulterior motives, these people really rushed towards the Dali Temple Yamen facing the steel knife!

  A lot of things in history are like this. It seems to be a collective evil, but in fact, there are just a few slogans behind the scenes.

   Li sighed in confidence.

Frankly speaking, he does not need to take any responsibility for killing people now. After all, they came here on the orders of the emperor. If these people died, they died in vain. The influence of this incident will be expanded again, which is exactly what the fourth prince thinks.

   Li Xin took a step forward, walked to Mu Ying's side, and lowered his voice: "Scare them, it can hurt people, but don't kill them."

   Muying nodded slightly.

  Habayashi's standard horizontal sword shone with cold light.

Finally, a scholar walking at the front bumped into Mu Ying and the others. This black-faced man from the southern border grabbed the man's collar and lifted him directly. The horizontal knife in his hand slashed mercilessly. paddle up.

  Blood is flowing!

   The knife cut on the man's butt, it wouldn't be fatal, even the blood wouldn't bleed too much, but it was painful enough. Where could these scholars have food and shelter, they immediately fell on the ground and wailed.

  With the lessons learned, the people behind will naturally not dare to rush.

  Li Xin raised his head and shouted, "I'm waiting for Yulinwei, you can go and find out what kind of yamen Yulinwei is!"

  Li Dalang will smile coldly: "We... murder is not illegal!"

   Yulinwei is the emperor's private soldier. Under the circumstances of the emperor's order, Yulinwei's action is equal to the emperor's action. It is not illegal to kill.

The five words    murder without breaking the law are really domineering, and the blood all over the ground is really terrifying, these people were immediately frightened and did not dare to take a step forward.

   It’s just that in the crowd, there are still many people shouting loudly.

  Li Xin smiled coldly: "Mu Ying, go and get these people out!"

Mu Ying smiled and walked into the crowd with a dozen Yulin troops. He had just used the knife, and when these people saw him, they automatically made way out of the way. It didn't take long for him to be around five, six or 30 years old, dressed as a scholar. The middle-aged man was carried by Mu Ying to the door of the Yamen of Dali Temple.

   After these people were caught, they kept shouting: "What am I waiting for? Yulinwei can't take people without guilt!"

   One of the people with a two-stroke beard shouted the loudest: "How long has it been since the prince came to the court, the court is in complete chaos, and now Yulinwei has also become a falcon dog under the prince's family, and has begun to mutilate Zhongliang!"

   "I, such as innocent people, are famous, how can Yulin Wei take me!"

  Li Xin looked calm, walked up to this man, squatted down, and asked, "This scholar, what is your name?"

   The man raised his head, quite proud.

   "Students!"

A student is a scholar, the lowest level of fame under the scientific examination system, but a scholar is not easy to test, and a serious scholar has to pass three county and road exams before passing the exam. Some people have pale hair and also Can't get the talent.

   Proportionally speaking, scholars are probably about the same as those of later generations.

   This is indeed a capital worth being proud of.

   "You just said you were innocent?"

   This scholar raised his head and said loudly: "I was just watching the fun in the crowd, and I didn't attack the Dali Temple Yamen, what's the crime?"

  These people hide in the crowd and dare not show their faces. Naturally, they did not attack the yamen of Dali Temple.

   Li Xin stretched out his hand and pressed the saber in his waist, then he remembered something, gave up the idea of ​​drawing the sword, squeezed his phalanx with both hands, and made a crisp sound.

   This scholar looked terrified.

   "What do you want to do? Beating the living staff is a serious crime. I will take you to see the officials at Jingzhao Mansion!"

   Li Xin sneered and slapped him in the face!

"Snapped!"

   The sound is extremely loud.

   This man's cheeks swelled up immediately, he covered his mouth and became furious: "I am a disciple of a saint, you dare to hit me!"

  Li Xin ignored him, but stood up, looked down at his somewhat red palm, and said in surprise, "Oh, my hand is injured."

   Mu Ying and the others followed Li Xin and reached out, hearing this contrived "Oops", the black-faced man's face turned red, trying hard not to let himself laugh out loud.

   Li Xin's laughing point was much higher. He was still expressionless and looked at the scholar lightly.

   "You heard the truth, I was ordered by the emperor to come to Dali Temple to do business, and now you are suspected of beating the emperor, and I was going to throw you into the Dali Temple prison!"

   This scholar was frightened and angry: "It's obviously you who beat me, in the public, you want to call a deer a horse?"

   Li Xin smiled coldly: "Your face attacked this general's hand, and now this general's hand is red, you still don't plead guilty?"

   This scholar was about to die of anger, he said angrily: "My face is swollen!"

  Li Dalang raised his head: "That's because Ben has practiced a lot of internal kung fu. Your face is not going to hurt me, but you are swollen."

   "Mu Ying, take him into Dali Temple!"

   said, Li Xin glanced at the other people: "These people, do the same."

   Mu Ying and the others smiled, spit in their palms, and walked towards these scholars with a grin.

   Then the sound of "pop" sounded.

   This black-faced man from southern Xinjiang, imitating Li Xin's appearance, shouted in a pretentious way.

   "Oh, you turtle dare to beat Lao Tzu!"

   "Grab it!"

   This is the power of speech. Li Xin has the right to speak. No matter what, he is justified. These people have no capital or qualifications to resist.

   After these troublemakers were thrown into the Dali Temple, the scene suddenly quieted down, and about half of the onlookers dispersed, but there were still many people watching.

   Watching the fun is a tradition of the descendants of Zhuxia from ancient times to the present... a habit.

   Li Xin put his hands on his back and looked at the most troublesome place.

  The coffin at the gate of Dali Temple.

   There are also the Wang family who are guarding around the coffin.

   These people are the real sufferers and the ones who need to be solved the most.

   Li Xin took a deep breath and walked to the coffin. Loudly said: "Who is the person in charge of the Wang family, I would have a few good words to tell."

   A woman in plain white filial piety who looked in her 40s and 50s stood up from the side of the coffin and walked slowly to Li Xin's side. After wiping her tears, she bent over and saluted.

   "The widow Deng has seen the general."

   Li Xin sighed and glanced at the woman.

   "You are the wife of the royal family?"

   The woman gritted her teeth, her voice sad.

   "Exactly, the husband of the family made a statement for the country, but was beaten to death in the Dali Temple. No matter who came, the Wang family had to discuss an explanation with the Dali Temple!"

   (end of this chapter)