Volume 1, Chapter 148: It remains to be seen who the prey is.
The Beimang City Government Office at this time.
The drums roared to the sky.
Deafening.
There was an even greater crowd of people outside the government office.
"Have you heard? The Third Prince is fighting with Scholar Shangyun?"
"What a fuss! I knew it yesterday, okay?"
"No, it happened today at Tianyaju. I heard someone died."
"Oh my god, is this true? Who died?"
"It's said that Shangyun Scholar beheaded the Third Prince's eunuch and severed the arms of six people. That guy almost tore down Tianyaju."
"Nima, it's so fierce!"
"What are you two standing there for? Come on, go watch the fun."
"Let's go, let's go. I heard that the trial has started in the Beimang government office. This is a good show. I'm afraid it will only happen once in my lifetime. If I miss it, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
As they spoke, the three of them hurriedly followed the crowd towards the Beimang government office.
One is the current third prince who came a month ago, the grandson of Beimang, the blood of the gods, the youngest son of the current royal family, and the future emperor.
One is a scholar whose fame is rising rapidly, whose talent is emerging, and who is rumored to be like a mythical figure.
Nowadays, they are the two most talked about figures in the north.
They actually fought today.
Moreover, it even alarmed the Beimang government office to announce the verdict.
Such things are both shocking and strange.
What are the identities of these two people?
A king holds great power,
He killed the city lord with decisiveness.
Such people actually need the government to judge right and wrong today.
How can this not be surprising?
How can one not be curious?
Inside the government office.
The current prefect Zhang Liu, who is in charge of all government affairs, is like an ant on hot pan at this moment.
Pacing back and forth in the hall.
Although it was spring and he was under the eaves, beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead.
The handkerchief in his hand was wet from time to time.
"What should I do? What should I do?"
He paced back and forth, complaining quietly.
But the master beside him said: "Sir, you must not panic, this is about to begin."
Zhang Liu's face darkened as he practically roared, "How can I remain calm? One is the prince, and the other is someone the Dongfang family wants to protect. Who should I obey? I can't afford to offend either of them."
He looked at the letter on the table that had just been sent to him from the east.
I felt so uncomfortable and conflicted.
Originally, a case like this could be sentenced directly. What would be the harm in sentencing Ye Tingmu to death?
He is the third prince, and the grandson of King Beimang. What else is there to say? This is clearly an opportunity to curry favor and seek credit.
However, Dongfang Yuan's letter was also very clear that no matter what, the Ye family must not make any mistakes.
Although the king of the northern gangsters is Situ Feng.
But as everyone knows, most of the Beimang's wealth and troops are in the hands of the Dongfang family.
Both of these forces have saints.
When the saint gets angry, millions of corpses will float on the surface. He cannot afford to offend any of them.
"Sir, there's no point in being anxious. Since we can't afford to offend either side, let's make a fair judgment. I just took a look at the crowd today, and there are quite a lot. As long as you act according to the law, with so many people watching from the north, the two great saints won't be able to say anything."
Zhang Liu glared at the master in front of him and said it lightly.
It's not that easy.
But this is all we can do now.
"Let's go, let's go. It's a blessing in disguise, but if it is, it's inevitable. At worst, I can just quit. There's no need to lose my head."
As he said this, he walked towards the court, not forgetting to tidy up his clothes and wipe the sweat from his temples.
At this time, the course of this incident was also placed in front of the two great saints of the Northern Man.
Dongfang Shuo narrowed his eyes with a hint of smile in them.
"Interesting, it seems you and I have underestimated this little guy."
Dongfang Yuan was confused.
"Grandpa, your grandson doesn't understand what you are saying."
Dongfang Shuo did not explain.
Instead, he said, "You can ask your aunt to go to Kyoto and ask her to find Xu Ping'an from Zhaixing Palace. She will naturally know what to do."
Dongfang Yuan quickly said, "Okay, Grandpa, what should we do about today's incident? Do you want to talk to Situ Feng about it?"
Dongfang Shuo stroked his beard with a kind smile on his face.
"No need. It's not time yet. Let's just watch this little guy's performance. It's quite interesting. It seems that you have to increase the Fourth Prince's chances of winning by 10%. At least from today on, in this Northern Maniac, even without this old man's protection, the Northern Maniac King won't dare to do anything to him. Hahahaha..."
Having said that, Dongfang Shuo walked away leisurely with a wave of his sleeves.
Only Dongfang Yuan was left standing there in a daze.
He didn't understand why he got into so much trouble.
Why is it that their winning rate increases when they come to the ancestor?
He frowned in thought.
My heart is full of confusion.
"No, I want to go and see what's going on."
Thinking of this, he hurried down the mountain.
His cultivation exploded at an extremely fast speed.
At this time in the Beimang Palace.
The Northern Maniac King looked at the guard with the broken arm kneeling in front of him.
An inexplicable anger appeared in his eyes.
"Yu'er, Yu'er, you've made grandpa miss the opportunity by acting like this today."
He sighed quietly.
Then he said, "Come here, ask Deputy City Lord Wu to go and suppress this matter."
"promise."
He committed crimes in the street and angrily attacked the current prince.
Now the government has intervened.
The whole city was watching.
It seems that this person already knows the boy's background.
I think that child must be the fourth prince.
So what will they do now?
In order to survive, you have no choice but to reveal your cards.
He had to admire the courage of the person who planned all this.
This move is a way to survive from a desperate situation and to survive after being in a desperate situation.
Or it could be said that it is a fight to the death.
The worst outcome is that both sides suffer losses.
But for them, being able to injure the opponent is already a big victory.
"It's only been one day, and this has already happened. Could it be that old guy from the East who did it?"
His eyes were fixed in the direction of the Half Moon Residence.
At this time, Ye Tingmu and Feng He had been taken to the government office.
Feng He was a little nervous and asked, "Brother, did I do something wrong?"
Ye Tingmu patted his shoulder.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Yes, you did a great job."
Feng He was certainly not wrong. If protecting one's own relatives was considered wrong, then it was this world that was wrong.
He was just a little impulsive.
But it doesn't matter.
Everything is still under his control.
"We'll be fine, right, bro!"
"Of course, with me here, no one can touch you, don't worry."
He was full of confidence and comforted Feng He.
He was well-versed in Sun Tzu's Art of War, and it was more than just reciting it.
It was not in vain that I read the chapter on offensive strategy.
Things of the world.
What we are fighting for is winning or losing.
If you are strong enough, just destroy it directly without fear.
What can you do if you are not strong enough and the opponent is too strong?
Fight hard?
If you burn your boats, you will be the one who dies.
What else can I do?
It's very simple, use everything you can to compete with the other party.
The most important point among these is to create momentum and take advantage of it.
Today he is taking advantage of the situation.
Lin An told him this trick, so that they could be safe in Beimang.
However, what I didn’t expect was that I would use the method I just learned in the morning at noon.
It’s a little early, but it’s just right.
Chao Yu brought this to him, so he could only go with the flow.
He looked up at Chao Yu who was walking away, with a slight smile on his face.
He thought to himself, "High-level hunters often appear like prey. Let's see who will have the last laugh today."
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