Fan Xian took a deep breath, letting the domineering true qi in his body slowly circulate, the clothes on his body fluttered slowly, and the Ruyi accessories given by the queen tied around his waist swayed. He coldly glanced at the thirteen yamen officers who were forced up around him, and knew that today's events had deviated greatly from his plan, since the other party dared not to save face for the prime minister and his father, and really beat people with sticks, it must be as simple as torture!

He took two steps forward gently, kicked away the burning stick that was broken in two under his feet, and looked coldly at the two adults in the hall who were forced to calm down, knowing that he had made the biggest mistake, that is, forgetting the crazy woman who was far away in Xinyang's fiefdom. It's just that I don't know if Han Zhiwei is involved, whether the prince is angry at what he did, or the queen knows something terrible.

It has been a long time since the murder on Niulan Street, and in the impression of Kyoto people, Fan Xian is just a civil official with amazing poetic talent, and it seems that he is also a master of martial arts.

Everyone was shocked, only to hear the sound of the waist knife coming out of the sheath, the sound was chilling, and countless sharp knives were aimed at Fan Xian in the proud hall.

The torture stick used by the thirteen yamen of the Criminal Department is specially made, and the average seven-rank master only has a miserable howl under this stick. But who knew that the domineering true qi in Fan Xian's body was so violent, he didn't dodge or avoid being hit with two sticks, but instead broke the sticks!

This scene frightened all the officials of the Criminal Department, and only then did they remember that the beautiful civil official in front of him, who seemed to be weak, was the strong man who once disemboweled the giant tree of the Northern Qi Eight Rank Cheng.

More than a dozen waist knives had already been unsheathed, and above the lobby of Sen Han's criminal department, the light of Sen Han was scattered, surrounding Fan Xian in the middle. Fan Xian took two steps forward, and the dozen or so waist knives also took two steps back in fear.

Fan Xian frowned and looked at Han Zhiwei and Guo Zheng in the hall, and said softly: "You guys are so nonsense, have you considered the consequences?"

Han Zhiwei and Guo Zheng felt a chill in their hearts, and felt that although the words of this beautiful descendant in the hall were indifferent, they were actually extremely cold. Although Prime Minister Lin Ruofu has greatly reduced his popularity in the court because of Wu Bo'an's affairs, he is still the head of the hundred officials of Qingguo, plus the Hubu Shangshu who grew up with His Majesty since childhood, Han Zhiwei suddenly regretted that he should not have acted according to the nobleman's orders.

Guo Zheng was annoyed by Guo Youzhi's downfall, and with the support of the eldest princess behind him, he knew that since the matter had already begun, it was naturally impossible to end it peacefully, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "This official is ordered to ask the case, what can be the consequences?"

Han Zhiwei thought that the matter had come to this point, and there was no room for remorse, so he turned his heart sideways, and said coldly: "Yes, Lord Xiao Fan, if you are willing to admit that you are involved in the chūn fraud case, you naturally do not need to be punished, if you refuse to admit it, according to the Qing law, the Ministry can naturally use punishment." ”

Fan Xian pursed his somewhat thin lips and looked at him with a smile: "Fifteen Deadly Sins, Fifteen Deadly Sins ......" He shook his head, sighed and said, "In the future, if there is a chance, I will have to change Qinglu." ”

Of course, only the emperor, fortunately his words were extremely light, otherwise he would fall into the ears of others, and with these words, he would be able to behead his Fan family.

Han Zhiwei frowned and said, "Take down this criminal official!" As soon as the words fell, the officials of the Thirteen Yamen were already holding waist knives and surrounded them, and the knife wind was chaotic, and two knives were already about to be rested on Fan Xian's neck, forcing him to submit.

Fan Xian snorted coldly, and the hands that had been shrunk in his sleeves stretched out softly but extremely quickly, turning into two light smokes, hitting the wrists of the two close officials, and then retracting his fists extremely quickly, gently pushing them on their chests and abdomen.

This series of movements is so fast, so fast that no one can see it clearly. After a while, I heard two clicks, two pops, and two muffled snorts!

The click was that the wrists of the two officials were broken, and the sound of the poofing was that the two waist knives were shocked by the true qi, obliquely upward, and deeply inserted into the two corners of the Zhengda Guangming plaque of the criminal department, and these two knives were inserted above the red rì, like the two horns of the sun giving birth to demons!

And the two officials were gently pushed by Fan Xian in the chest and abdomen, and the whole person flew backwards miserably, fell on the two chairs, smashed the chairs, and let out two muffled snorts.

Everyone was frightened, they couldn't imagine that Fan Xian's strength was so strong, and they subconsciously retreated half a step.

............ Guo Zheng was not in a hurry, looked at Fan Xian under the hall with a smile, and said softly: "Beating an official in the hall will increase the crime by one degree." ”

Han Zhiwei understood what he meant, whether he could be tortured or not was a trivial matter, as long as he could inflict the charge on Fan Xian - the more Fan Xian refused to tie his hands, and the more fierce the resistance, the better.

Guo Zheng looked at Fan Xian and said with a smile: "Little Lord Fan is still honest, knowing that Your Excellency is both civil and military, it is not difficult to escape from the lobby of this criminal department." But...... Do you want to be accused of rebellion, without a king and a father?" his fingers tapped lightly on the board, very satisfied with the current situation, and said softly: "If Lord Xiao Fan resists at this time, he will have bad intentions, if he does not resist, he will be punished obediently." ”

He finally added: "If Lord Xiao Fan wants to kill the punishment department, please take care of yourself, it's just a pity...... It's a pity that a generation of poets and immortals, idols in the hearts of scholars, have to cause unease and fame because of such a big crime. ”

Fan Xian looked at him quietly, and suddenly said, "Master, I was actually scared. ”

This is about the experience of appreciating corpses every day when he was a child, he thought of Guo Yushi's words just now, but he really had a bit of Stephen Chow's demeanor in the Jiupin Sesame Official, the cold light in his eyes was full of light, knowing that he could not kill the criminal department, but he refused to be punished, so he only dragged and dragged the people behind him to react, and said coldly: "Killing the criminal department is naturally a big crime, so it's good for me to chat with the two adults here." ”

After saying this, he went to sit down on the chair next to him, his eyes drooped slightly, and he said softly: "If you want to use torture, I will naturally resist." If you don't have to be punished, I don't mind sitting here a little longer, two adults, when the trial is over, please notify the lower officials, I can go home and drink porridge. ”

"What a bold fool!" Han Zhiwei shouted: "Take it for this official!"

This is the third time he has drunk this case. Fan Xian didn't have a trace of expression on his face, and gently patted the coffee table next to him, and the domineering true qi in his palm was released like a cloud, and he immediately slapped the wooden coffee table into countless pieces!

Then he raised his eyes and looked at the servants around him, and was swept away by this gentle gaze, thinking of the terrifying strength expressed by this little Fan Lord, none of the officials who were jealous of the thirteen yamen dared to take a step forward!

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has never been such an absurd scene in the lobby of the Criminal Department, not like what may happen in reality, but like an incomprehensible drama that Fan Xian occasionally glanced at in his previous life - the prisoner who was tried sat on the Taishi's chair for a long time, and the officials around him did not dare to come forward, and the prisoner was still unwilling to kill the Criminal Department, but others had no way to take him.

............ In Fan Xian's life, the chair and stool under his hips would always show his attitude at some wonderful moments - either angry or ready to fight back. When he was in Shanzhou, at the age of twelve, he once stepped on the small bench and beat the second housekeeper with peach blossoms on his face. On the day he first entered Kyoto, he sat on the Taishi chair under the side door, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, preparing to meet the gentle words of the second aunt.

Today, above the lobby of the Criminal Department, he was still sitting in the Taishi chair, looking at these two high-ranking officials who wanted to educate him with sticks with a calm face, and calculated in his heart who else was behind the scenes besides the eldest princess.

The criminal department once again fell into a stalemate and confrontation, looking at Fan Xian, who was surrounded by the thirteen yamen with knives in the middle, Guo Yushi was not in a hurry, he knew that Fan Jian, the secretary of the household department, and Lin Ruofu, the prime minister, were all dragged by other things, and there was time to wait for Yang Wanli's cadre to enter the court, he smiled and said:

"Ming rì I will play the matter of today, see if you can still rely on the power of your father to be so arrogant, don't think that I can't be guilty of your sin, wait for a while Yang Wanli and the certificate will come, Han Shangshu still wants to take you, if you dare to resist at that time, don't blame the three divisions for asking for an order, and treat you for the crime of rebellion." ”

Fan Xian said softly: "Lord Guo, since the faces of both sides have been torn apart, then I also made it clear, if Yang Wanli and the others have any problems, you can prepare for the future." ”

This is the first naked threat, since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, Fan Xiandang is the first person who dares to be in the lobby of the Criminal Department, relying on the five-grade official body, to threaten the imperial scholar and the imperial historian of the Imperial Procuratorate!

Feeling the murderous intent in Fan Xian's light words, Han Zhiwei felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and the corners of his eyes jumped twice with some unluck, and said in a cold voice: "Fan Xian, you must know that you are an official of the DPRK and China, not a strong man who uses a sword to establish power. ”

Fan Xian said softly: "The Criminal Department is delusional and wants to bend into a trick, and the dignified imperial history is not angry that Guo Shangshu was removed from his post because of the fraud case, in a vain attempt to take revenge, I don't know what kind of official appearance you have." The Ming official will make a big endowment of today's affairs, and spread it all over the world, so as to teach the people to know the Qingguo of today, what kind of face the officials are, and to teach the saint to perceive, who are these courtiers listening to. ”

"Say whatever you want. Guo Zheng knew that with Fan Xian's current reputation, it was not impossible to do this, and said quietly: "Lord Xiao Fan knows the details of the fraud case, why didn't he report it to his boss, and after being investigated and dealt with by the imperial court, he acted through the supervision court?

These words were aggressive, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed on Fan Xian's delicate face, and he stood up and stared coldly at the two high-ranking officials on the stage. The officials around him became nervous, and pointed the sharp blade in his hand at Fan Xian's vital point.

Just when the crisis was about to break out, a cold voice came from outside the Criminal Department: "When do you need to explain the order of the Supervision Yuan to the Imperial Historical Observatory?"

Fan Xian smiled and sighed and shook his head, it was a pity that the people in the courtyard came early.