Chapter 20: The Ministry of Justice

Fan Xian took a deep breath, causing the domineering true energy to flow slowly, the clothes on his body floated slowly, and the piece of Ruyi accessories given by the queen on his waist swayed. He looked coldly at the Thirteenth Yamen officers who were pressing up around him, and knew that today's affairs were very different from his plan. Since the other party dared not to give face to the prime minister and his father, if he really used a stick to beat someone, it would be more than just torture!

He walked forward slightly, kicked away the fire stick that had been broken into two pieces, and looked coldly at the two adults in the hall who were forcibly calm, knowing that he had made one of the biggest mistakes, that is, he forgot the crazy woman far away in the fiefdom of Xinyang. He just didn't know whether Han Zhiwei was involved, was it because the prince was angry at what he did or the queen knew something very terrible.

It has been a long time since the Niulan Street murder. In the Kyoto people's impression, Fan Xian is just a civil servant with amazing poetry, and seems to have forgotten that he is also a martial arts master.

Everyone was shocked, and only heard the sound of the waist knife being unsheathed, and the sounds were chilling. Countless sharp swords faced Fan Xian in Ao Li Hall.

The torture sticks used by the Thirteenth Yamen of the Ministry of Justice are specially made, and ordinary seventh-grade masters can only scream under this stick. But who knew that Fan Xian’s domineering true energy was so fierce that he didn’t dodge or avoid being hit by two sticks, but instead shattered the stick!

This scene scared all the officials from the Ministry of Justice. Only then did I remember that the seemingly weak and beautiful civil servant in front of me was a powerful man who once cut Cheng Jushu, the eighth-rank Northern Qi Dynasty, who had cut off the belly of the eighth-rank Northern Qi Dynasty.

More than a dozen waist knives were unsheathed. On the lobby of the Cold Ministry of Justice, a cold light radiated, surrounding Fan Xian in the middle. Fan Xian took two steps forward, and the dozen waist knives also took two steps in fear.

Fan Xian frowned and looked at Han Zhiwei and Guo Zheng in the hall, and said softly: "Have you considered the consequences when you do this?"

Han Zhiwei and Guo Zheng felt cold in their hearts. Although the words of this beautiful young man in the hall were indifferent, they were actually extremely cold. Although Prime Minister Lin Ruofu's reputation in the court was greatly reduced due to the affairs of Wu Bo'an, he was still the leader of all officials in the Qing State. In addition to the Minister of Revenue who grew up with His Majesty, Han Zhiwei suddenly felt a little regretful that he should not do things as the nobleman told him.

Guo Zheng was angry that Guo You's land collapsed, and because he was supported by the eldest princess behind him, he knew that since the matter had begun, it was naturally impossible to end peacefully. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "What are the consequences of this official's order to ask the case?"

Han Zhiwei's thoughts had come to this point, and there was no room for remorse. He made up his mind and Han Han said, "Yes, Lord Xiao Fan. If you are willing to admit that you are involved in the Spring Examination case, you will naturally not need to be punished. If you refuse to admit your account, according to Qinglu, our department can naturally be punished."

Fan Xian pursed his thin lips and looked at him as if he was smiling: "Fifteen major sins, fifteen major sins..." He shook his head, sighed and said, "If you have the chance in the future, you have to change Qinglu."

Who can change the law? Of course, only the emperor, fortunately his words were extremely light. Otherwise, if they fell into the ears of others, just by this sentence, the whole family of Fan's family could be executed.

Han Zhiwei frowned and said, "Take this criminal!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Thirteenth Yamen officer surrounded him with his waist knife. The sword wind was shaking, and two swords were about to be placed on Fan Xian's neck to force him to submit.

Fan Xian snorted coldly, his hands that had been huddled in his sleeves. He stretched out gently but extremely quickly, turning into two light smoke, hitting the wrists of the two close-kill officials, and then he quickly closed his fists back and gently pushed them on their chests and abdomen.

This series of movements was so fast that no one could see clearly. After a while, he heard two cracks, two puffs, and two muffled groans in pain!

The two officials' wrists broke, and the sound was that the two waist knives were shaken by the true energy. They were obliquely upward and deeply inserted into the two corners of the Zhengda Guangming Plaque of the Ministry of Justice. The two knives were inserted above the red sun, just like the two corners of the sun that gave birth to the devil!

The two officials were gently pushed between the chest and abdomen by Fan Xian, and they flew backwards, fell on two chairs, smashing the chair to pieces, and making two muffled groans.

Everyone was frightened and unexpectedly, Fan Xian was so powerful that he subconsciously took a step back half a step.

Guo Zheng was not anxious or anxious. He looked at Fan Xian in the hall with a smile and said softly: "Beating an official in the hall will be more serious."

Han Zhiwei understood what he meant, whether to punish was a trivial matter, as long as the charges could be imposed on Fan Xian - the more Fan Xian refused to be held back, the more intense the resistance, the better.

Guo Zheng looked at Fan Xian and said with a smile: "Mr. Little Fan is better to be honest. Knowing that you are both civil and military, it is not difficult to escape from the lobby of the Ministry of Justice. But... do you want to be accused of rebellion and being without a father?" His fingers gently knocked on the chopping board, very satisfied with the current situation, and said softly: "If Mr. Little Fan resists at this time, he will be ill-behaved. If he does not resist, he will be punished obediently."

He finally added: "If Lord Xiao Fan wants to kill himself, please take advantage of himself, it's a pity... It's a pity that a great generation of poets and idols in the hearts of scholars will make the whole family uneasy and famous because of such a serious crime."

Fan Xianning Jing looked at him and suddenly said, "My uncle, I was actually scared."

This is about the experience of treating corpses every day when he was a child. When he thought of the words of Censor Guo just now, he really had the style of Stephen Chow in the ninth-rank sesame official. The cold light in his eyes was scattered. He knew that he could not kill the Ministry of Justice, but he refused to be punished. So he could only drag it and drag it behind him to react and said coldly: "It is naturally a serious crime to kill the Ministry of Justice. It is better for me to chat with the two adults here."

After saying this, he went to sit next to the chair, his eyes drooped slightly, and said softly: "If you want to use torture, I will naturally resist. If you don't use torture, I don't mind sitting here for an extra seat. Two adults, when will the trial be completed? Please inform the official, I'll go home to have a porridge."

"What a bold and delusional person!" Han Zhiwei shouted: "Give it to me!"

This is the third time he has drunk today. Fan Xian didn't have a look on his face. He gently patted the coffee table beside him, and the domineering true energy in his palm was like a cloud, and he immediately took the wooden coffee table into countless pieces!

Then he looked up at the officers around him, and was swept by this gentle gaze. Thinking of the terrifying strength shown by this little Lord Fan, none of the officials who were always afraid to take a step forward!

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has never been such a ridiculous scene in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice. It is not like what may happen in reality. It is like the play that Fan Xian occasionally glanced at incomprehensible in his previous life. The prisoner who was being tried was sitting in the Grand Master's chair for a while, and the officials around him dared not come forward, but the prisoner refused to kill the Ministry of Justice, but others had no choice but to deal with him.

In Fan Xian's life, the chair and stool sitting under his buttocks always express his attitude at some wonderful moments - either anger or ready to fight back. In Danzhou, when he was twelve years old, he once stepped on a small stool and beat the second housekeeper to the face full of peach blossoms. On the day he first entered Kyoto, he sat on the Grand Master's chair under the side door, suppressing the anger in his heart, preparing to welcome the gentle verbal sword of his second concubine.

Today, in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice, he still sat in the Grand Master's chair, looking at the two high-ranking officials who wanted to use sticks to educate themselves, and he thought in his mind who was besides the eldest princess behind the scenes.

The Ministry of Justice once again fell into a stalemate and confrontation. Looking at Fan Xian who was surrounded by the Thirteenth Yamen, Censor Guo was not in a hurry. He knew that today's Minister of the Ministry of Revenue Fan Jian and Prime Minister Lin Ruofu were both delayed by other things. There was time to wait for Yang Wanli's man to enter the church. He smiled and said:

"Tomorrow I will report to Your Majesty today to see if you can still rely on your father's power to be so arrogant. Don't think that I can't commit you. After a while, when Yang Wanli and his group of people arrive, Han Shangshu will still take you. If you dare to resist, don't blame the three officials for asking for an order to punish you for corruption."

Fan Xian said softly: "Mr. Guo, since both sides have been torn apart today, I will say it clearly. If there is any problem with Yang Wanli and others, you can prepare for your funeral."

This is a naked threat. Since the founding of the Qing Kingdom, Fan Xian should be the first person to be in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice and rely on his fifth-rank official to threaten the current minister and the censor of the Censorate of the Censorate.

Feeling the murderous intent in Fan Xian's light words, Han Zhiwei felt cold in his heart for no reason, and his eyes jumped a little unlucky, and said in a cold voice: "Fan Xian, you must know that you are an official in the court, not a strong man who establishes his authority with his sword. Today you have a big fuss at the Ministry of Justice, I will see how you end up."

Fan Xian said softly: "The Ministry of Justice wants to be a slander, and the grand censor is not angry with Shangshu Guo's resignation for the corruption case and seeks revenge. I don't know what kind of official you are like. The Japanese officials in Ming Dynasty made a great tribute to today's affairs and spread them all over the world, so as to teach the people to know what the officials are like today's Qingguo, and how they are like, and to teach the priests to understand who these ministers are listening to in today's court."

"Whatever you say." Guo Zheng knew that with Fan Xian's current reputation, it was not impossible to accomplish this. Youyou said: "Mr. Fan knows the details of the corruption case, so why didn't he report it to his superiors. After the court investigated and dealt with, he acted through the Supervisory Court? In short, you have confirmed the crime of despising the court. I have to see how Fan Shangshu explains this matter to the court tomorrow!"

These words were aggressive, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed across Fan Xian's beautiful face. 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, Yan Ruohai's cold voice came from outside the Ministry of Justice: "When should the Supervisory Office receive the order and do things, do you need to explain to the Censorate?"
Chapter completed!