Chapter 89 You are a foreigner, why are you pretending to be a royal relative? (Please subscribe!)
"Anyone who steps out of this door will die."
Inside the Lihua Hall, Zhao Duan's voice was not loud.
But because the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, the sound could be clearly heard by everyone.
His expression remained the same, and his sitting posture had not changed, as if the sudden flying golden knife and the explosion just now had nothing to do with him.
In the courtyard, the lush pear tree swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound.
The breeze blew on Li Lang's body, and cold sweat broke out, making his back feel cold.
It's like standing at the gates of hell. If you make a wrong step, you will be doomed.
"You..." The dandy young man's Adam's apple rolled and his body was about to lean forward.
He felt the blade against his brow penetrate a little deeper, and hurriedly retracted his dangling leg, but remained still, not daring to make any rash moves.
"ah--"
It was not until then that the other four people came to their senses.
The new female official Cha Qian Kerou let out a short cry of surprise and stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.
The muscles of the prickly Hou Renmeng were taut and bulging under his clothes. He held the hilt of the knife with his right hand and stared at the vibrating "Golden Crow Flying Knife".
The warrior's instinctive sense of crisis made him alert, but he felt a chill in his heart.
He knew that if the knife had been aimed at him, even if his head wasn't cut off, he would have been seriously injured.
No, it’s too fast!
The only way to defeat martial arts in the world is speed.
The Golden Crow Flying Knife was light to begin with, and after Zhao Duan obtained it, he used it in his hand every day.
Nowadays, I can’t say that I can do whatever I want, but I can also quietly attack with my sword.
"This flying knife..."
The young man, lying down with dark circles under his eyes and lazy manners, narrowed his eyes and stared at the top-grade magic weapon, as if he saw something.
Even Old Man Zheng, who was holding a large ceramic teacup and reading the official newspaper, stopped his casual attitude.
He looked at Li Lang and then at Zhao Duan.
Suddenly he realized that his and others' judgment of the New Investigation Department might have been wrong.
Bullying the weak and flattering the strong?
No... maybe, it's the lawless genius.
"Zhao...Zhao Duan, what do you want to do?!"
After retracting his right leg, feeling the flying knife no longer approaching, the dandy young man Li Lang's soul and spirit returned, and he finally realized what was happening.
A burst of evil fire suddenly burst out.
What is more is the anger and disbelief caused by the insubordination.
In his eyes, the pretty boy kept by the empress was undoubtedly a running dog of the royal family.
Then, as a descendant of the royal family, I should be considered half the owner.
Is there any lackey in the world who dares to bark at his master?
This is the confidence that gives him the courage to confront Zhao Duan.
As for the reason for the hostility, it is not entirely based on a domineering personality.
More importantly, it was the relationship between Zhao Duan and the empress that reminded him of the wild men of his biological mother, Princess Yunyang.
As the son of a princess, he should have a respected status.
But if the mother is a promiscuous one, the father is someone who dares not speak out.
Over time, one's psychology will become somewhat extreme.
With the addition of a lackey, he was suddenly made the boss and asked to come to greet him... He was dissatisfied, so he gave him a warning.
However, he didn't expect that the other party's reaction would be far more violent than he expected.
"Remember your identity," Zhao Duan said calmly:
"Here, you are the subordinate and I am the police chief. You must listen to what I say.
Otherwise, it would be disrespecting the superiors and committing an offense against the superiors. As far as I know, military officers are most afraid of committing an offense against their superiors. The imperial court is also the imperial guards. If we follow military law, how should we deal with it?"
This skilled big hat came down on him, and immediately made Li Lang feel uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.
But after calming down, he was also certain that Zhao Duan would not dare to really hurt him, and immediately said angrily:
"You, a lackey, are committing insubordination!"
When he saw the half-broken birdcage in his hand, with its body incomplete, his eyes immediately turned red.
"How dare you kill my bird! Your whole family can't afford the compensation if I sell it!"
In a state of excitement, he shouted, "Catch the man surnamed Zhao!"
However, the four men in brocade clothes did not move, but just watched coldly.
They are just colleagues and of course have no feelings for each other.
I don't want to anger Zhao Duan at this critical juncture.
Li Lang was furious and pointed out the names:
"Hou Renmeng! You're boasting that you dare to chop off a high-ranking official's head, aren't you? What are you still standing there for? Kill him! If His Majesty blames you, I'll take the blame!"
The prickly guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with his arms crossed, didn't bother to pay attention to him, but instead watched the show with great interest.
"Qian Kerou! Go call Ma Yan over here. If I get hurt, I'll see how he explains it to my mother!"
Li Lang found someone who was easier to bully.
The innocent and stupid female official was at a loss as to what to do, with a sad face. She didn't dare to offend Li Lang, but was also afraid of being stabbed.
"Alright, stop calling my soul. I'm putting this on hold. Today, I won't put away my sword. Anyone who dares to take a step forward will be merciless."
Zhao Duan said quietly: "As for you..."
After a pause, he slowly stood up and said with a sneer:
"I'm standing right behind you. If you have the guts, turn around."
Li Lang's face flushed red and he was about to turn around.
But as soon as he moved his head, he felt the blade leaving a bloody cut.
He tried to retreat, but the Golden Crow Flying Knife was like a leech on his heel, always pressing against his brow, making him dare not move.
"Look, it's urgent again."
Zhao Duan sighed softly, with a caring tone:
"I told you to move, but you didn't dare to. I didn't let you leave, but you insisted on leaving."
The dandy young man's face turned pale and he roared:
"If you have the guts, move this broken knife away, stop hiding behind people, and have a fair fight with your Lord Lang."
Zhao Duan's expression was strange, as if he was looking at an idiot:
"I have the upper hand, why should I fight you in a fair fight? Are you worthy?"
Li Lang was speechless and cursed:
"You despicable villain! You dare to hurt me? I will report to His Majesty and I will make you..."
Zhao Duan shook his head, his eyes becoming increasingly disappointed:
"I thought since you were raised by a princess, there would be a limit to how stupid you could be, but you disappoint me."
Most of the children of the powerful and wealthy are not simple.
His skills, vision, fighting ability and intelligence are far beyond those of small families.
But there are always exceptions. People like Li Lang are clearly spoiled.
No wonder he was thrown into Lihua Hall. Probably because apart from his identity and background, he had nothing to show for it.
I took him seriously for nothing and thought he was a powerful character... Zhao Duan shook his head.
He turned around and raised his hand, suddenly picking up the wooden stick with wrought iron hoops at both ends from the weapon rack.
It seems to be quite old, similar to a "ruler" used for punishment.
But it has not been used for a long time and is covered with light gray.
Zhao Duan, holding a stick in one hand, walked slowly to Li Lang's side, looked at the pear tree in the yard, and said:
"You haven't answered my question yet. What is the punishment for disrespecting your superiors according to military law?"
Li Lang continued to curse and did not answer.
Zhao Duan said to himself:
"It seems he's a complete idiot, forgetting even the military regulations. So, let me tell you, according to the Law, anyone in the army who disrespects or insults their superiors will be punished with a hundred strokes of the cane in court, or even exiled, depending on the severity of the offense."
After a pause, he said:
"Of course, I am magnanimous and will not argue with you too much. I will spare you the exile and only allow you to be caned in court. Are you willing?"
The four Jinyi soldiers were dumbfounded and stunned by Zhao Duan's shameless face.
Li Lang was stunned, feeling a strong sense of unease.
"Zhao Duan, you dare..."
“Bang!”
A crisp sound suddenly rang in everyone's ears.
Soon, Qian Kerou and others were shocked to find that the stick in Zhao Duan's hand had hit Li Lang's right leg.
A slight bone cracking sound.
This delicate-skinned and tender young man, who had never suffered hardship since childhood, turned pale in an instant and knelt on one knee with a plop!
Then he let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered:
"ah!!"
"Shut up, or you'll be punished for making a scene in court and slapped a hundred times." Zhao Duan said calmly, and added:
"This is only the first blow. There are ninety-nine more to come. Don't worry."
As he spoke, the second stick struck out like lightning.
“Plop!”
The left leg also knelt.
Li Lang actually stopped shouting.
It wasn't because of his strong willpower, but because Zhao Duan had hit his meridians this time, causing his entire body to go numb and his voice to be temporarily lost.
Zhao Duan weighed the stick, turned around, and stood directly opposite him, as if accepting a kowtow, and said condescendingly:
"A new official has three things to do when he takes office. Why are you so eager to bring disaster upon yourself? Is it so great to have a princess as your offspring? If you have the guts, why not change your surname to Xu?"
He pressed the stick on the other's right shoulder and said contemptuously:
"You are a foreigner, why are you pretending to be a royal relative?"
…
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Outside the gate of the imperial yamen, on the carriage.
Mo Chou closed her eyes and rested for a long time, but there was no movement, and she couldn't help but become suspicious.
According to her estimation, after such a long time, Zhao Duan should have entered the Lihua Hall.
The troublemakers headed by "Li Lang" are likely to give their new boss a warning.
The two sides are facing each other, not to mention the others. Given Li Lang's background, a sycophant like Zhao Duan will definitely be wary of him.
"Could it be that the Zhao guy is really mixed up with Li Lang? Do they have similar interests? Have they integrated into the group? That's why I'm not needed."
"But if that's the case, wouldn't his position as the Chief of Police be in name only? What's the point?"
Mo Chou's expression changed, and she was worried. After a moment of thought, she said:
"Go to the main gate of Lihua Hall."
The nine halls have side doors inside that connect them to each other, but they also have separate doors facing the outside.
The guard driving the car responded.
After a while, the carriage arrived at the wall of Lihua Hall. Before it reached the gate, Mochou faintly heard a shrill cry.
"Did you hear anything?" the female prime minister asked the guard.
The guard said, "It's coming from the courtyard. It sounds like someone is being tortured and wailing."
Lihua Hall is far from the Imperial Prison and is not a torture chamber. How could it be... Mo Chou was surprised, and suddenly her face changed drastically. She thought of a possibility:
"parking!"
…
“Bang!”
When the third stick fell, Li Lang let out another louder and more heart-wrenching scream, and his whole body almost fell to the ground.
The Golden Crow Flying Knife circled Zhao Duan twice before he put it back into his sleeve.
At this time, even the four people who were just watching the show had their mouths twitching and took a deep breath.
Qian Kerou turned her head away, unable to bear to look directly at him, and lowered her head to mutter silently:
I can’t see, I can’t see…
Chen Juan grinned and shrank his neck.
Old man Zheng swallowed.
Only Hou Renmeng's eyes lit up and he looked faintly excited.
In front of the Lihua Hall, the "attendant officials" belonging to the Jinyi Captain also ran out of the duty room and gathered together after hearing the noise.
They are also "elites" carefully selected from the other eight gangs. Although they have no background, they are all troublemakers.
Yesterday, I learned that the New Investigation Division was the concubine of that empress, and I felt a lot of contempt and disdain in my heart.
Seeing this brutal scene, everyone was shocked.
There was something wrong with the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Duan, and he put away his contempt.
This is exactly what Zhao Duan wants.
If you want to gain a foothold in an unfamiliar place, the most effective way is to find the biggest troublemaker here and use him to establish your authority.
Feeling the gazes from outside, Li Lang, who was kneeling on the ground and wailing, blushed and felt extremely humiliated.
At this moment, the pain from the whipping was not as hurtful as the shame.
The words of begging for mercy that were about to come out of his mouth were swallowed back.
"Hey, you're still pretty stubborn. It seems you're not convinced."
Zhao Duan exclaimed, and placed the stick in his hand on the former's left shoulder:
"Ninety-seven more."
Li Lang was so scared that he almost fainted!
Just at this moment, a noise came from outside the crowd, and then it parted like a tide.
I saw a "female prime minister" wearing a female official's robe, a wingless black gauze on her head, and a plum blossom decoration on her forehead, leading several guards and hurriedly coming.
Li Lang was so excited that he almost cried with joy, as if he had seen a savior.
"Mo Zhaorong! Save me! Quickly kill this treacherous bastard!"
Mo Chou paused and was stunned for three full breaths.
Then he walked to the front of the hall with an expressionless face and looked at the culprit with a strange look.
Zhao Duan raised his eyebrows: "How did you come in?"
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ps: I had been planning to write a thank you note for the book being put on the shelves, but something happened to delay it. This book is also the first one I put on the shelves without a thank you note since I entered the industry. It is also the first one that was not updated frequently when it was put on the shelves... I don’t have any drafts saved, so I wrote out one chapter temporarily, and will update it during the day.
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