Chapter 267 Lord Governor, You Are Back Late...
"Understood, Ke Rou, take your men and escort him back to the imperial court and wait for the governor to come back and deal with him."
Zhao Duan said calmly:
"And please express my gratitude to the commanders of the various guards. I'll accept the favor this time."
He did not take the initiative to punish the person, after all, his immediate superior was Lao Ma.
Of course, another reason for sending the person back was to put the blame on Ma Yan.
Well, as the boss, it is reasonable for you to clean up after your subordinates.
"yes!"
Everyone in Lihua Hall saluted the officer respectfully and went downstairs to do their work.
Eunuch Hai couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Why don't you go and meet that Chai Keqiao in person?"
No... I just want to practice meditation now. Inspiration is fleeting. If I don't catch it, I'm afraid I'll lose it... Zhao Duan muttered in his heart, with a righteous expression on his face:
"You're not a woman, what's so good about it?"
Eunuch Hai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:
"We will report this to His Majesty."
Zhao Duan smiled flatteringly:
"I was just joking. Your Majesty is busy with many things. Please don't worry about such a small matter."
The attitude change is smooth and fluid.
Fortunately, Hai Gongsheng was used to teasing the younger generation, so he had no intention of provoking them. He smiled and said:
"Well, I see you seem to have some feelings. Today's training will be suspended. Go back and digest what you have seen today. Also, I do need to talk to His Majesty about these two exciting events today."
One involves the princess, the other involves Qingshan...the former is okay.
Although the latter cannot be considered a "diplomatic issue", Qingshan, with "celestial beings" in charge, is no less important than the Tianshi Mansion and Shenlong Temple.
However, because its influence is mainly in the underworld, it seems less famous in the capital.
"Goodbye, eunuch." Zhao Duan bowed his head.
When he raised his eyelids again, he found that the old eunuch had disappeared.
Shaking his head, Zhao Duan did not delay any longer. He turned his head to look at the slowly withdrawing iron torrent of the imperial guards and walked down the watchtower.
He declined the carriage and rode alone, hurriedly returning home.
——He vaguely felt that he was only one crucial step away from breaking through his state of mind and entering the divine realm.
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The drizzle continues.
It sprinkles on the black bracket eaves, making them look shiny.
"Amitabha,"
In the distance, the white-robed monk Master Bianji clasped his hands together, looked at the curtain falling on the distant stage, and said with emotion:
"What a shame..."
beside.
The five disciples of the Heavenly Master who were standing on the roof looked unhappy.
He removed the miniature lens from his eye socket and sneered:
"What a pity? Are you hoping for the defeat of the imperial masters? Well, I knew you bald guys were having an affair with Qingshan."
The handsome and elegant Bian Ji smiled, already immune to this guy's words, and shook his head:
"No, I only regret that I was not able to witness the Imperial Court official's action.
Emperor Taizu had always had great differences with Qingshan in terms of martial arts, and they even had a tradition of challenging each other to fight, imitating the fighting methods of Buddhism and Taoism.
It's a pity that many Qingshan disciples roam the martial arts world, but the inheritance of the Dayu royal family is rarely seen."
Gongshu Tianyuan also felt a little sorry when he heard this...
He originally came here to track Chai Keqiao and wanted to see what was going on.
After all, the battle between Buddhism and Taoism was approaching, and both sides were speculating whether Qingshan would intervene, but they unexpectedly ran into Bian Ji who also came to watch.
This will say:
“I heard that a few hundred years ago, when our families were fighting, the most prominent ones were actually the Dayu royal family. However, as time passed, the royal family’s cultivation methods declined and they gradually disappeared.
If the royal family was still at its peak, how could it be Chai Keqiao's turn?
Hey, but he got beaten up by Brother Zhao's men and got injured, so I guess we're not worried about him jumping out and stealing the show during the fight... Otherwise, if my Tianshi Mansion wins, we'll still have to accept this Chai guy's challenge, which is really annoying. "
Bian Ji glanced at him and said helplessly:
"The fight hasn't even started yet, and you think you're going to win?"
Gongshu Tianyuan uttered a "huh" and said disdainfully:
"What else? Your Shenlong Temple has a bunch of old bald donkeys occupying the positions. Have you ever given the younger generation a chance to stand out?"
Bian Ji turned around and walked away without saying anything more, leaving only a few words:
"To defeat the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Tianhai alone is enough."
Tianhai... Gongshu Tianyuan's expression suddenly became serious:
Has that little monk returned to Beijing?
He tightened the hemp rope around his body, raised his hand to grab the umbrella that was rotating above his head to protect him from the rain, and returned to the Tianshi Mansion.
Prepare to send this message back.
From beginning to end.
Both Bian Ji and Gongshu Tianyuan believed that this year's battle between Buddhism and Taoism was just a matter between the two factions.
The biggest worry is that Qingshan will steal the limelight.
However, no one has ever thought about whether there is anyone in the long-declined Dayu royal family who can compete with them.
I haven't even thought of the possibility.
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The imperial guards retreated like a tide, but such a huge movement could not be hidden from the eyes and ears of all parties in the capital.
Outside the gate of the imperial yamen.
A carriage came back in a hurry.
The curtain of the car was lifted, and Ma Yan, with a thin face, messy and angry eyebrows, and a gloomy expression, stepped out of the car with an ugly look on his face.
After his meeting in the morning, he went out to the six ministries to handle some matters, and then rushed to the palace.
When he came out, he met Jinyi, who had come to report the news, at the gate of the imperial city.
He learned that the eight branches of the imperial court were defeated by Chai Keqiao alone.
A surge of anger rose in his heart, and Ma Yan immediately drove back.
"Dugong!"
The clerk standing guard at the door shouted hurriedly.
But Ma Yan didn't even look at him and went straight to the Governor's Hall.
It was drizzling and there were not many people along the way.
When we arrived at the Governor's Hall, we saw from afar eight unlucky police officers sitting in the "conference room", drinking medicine and chatting.
"Dugong? You're back?"
Zhang Han and others reluctantly stood up and wanted to salute.
"Everyone sit down!" Ma Yan said in a deep voice, stopping everyone.
His eyes swept over the light breath and the bowls in front of each person that exuded a strong medicinal aroma.
The anger in my heart grew stronger.
However, the more this happened, the more he remained calm, and on the outside he appeared to be as still as a calm pond:
"I heard from someone that Wu Xiankui's disciple came to the yamen to challenge you and defeated you all?"
The eight people in the hall hung their heads in shame:
"Sir, I am incompetent..."
It’s true… Ma Yan interrupted them and asked coldly, “Where is that person?”
He was already thinking about how to find out and save his face.
Seeing that no one said anything, Haitang was the first to speak:
"Report to the Governor, the man is lying in the imperial court."
"Okay... as long as you know where it is..." Ma Yan answered subconsciously, and then his voice stopped abruptly.
He was obviously stunned for a moment, and seemed to have not come to his senses. He looked at the female police officer with fixed eyes:
"Where do you say he is?"
"...Zhao Yamen, um, Prison No. 1." Haitang answered honestly.
A string of question marks slowly rose above Ma Yan's head, and the anger in his heart was suddenly stuck.
He was silent for a moment, his brows furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character "川".
"Didn't you...lose the fight? How come..."
"Oh, we all lost," Haitang said, a little unhappy, but also a little cheerfully.
"But when Zhao Duan came back and learned about it, he used his authority as the deputy commander of the Shenjiying Camp to transfer several other experts from the Imperial Guards.
They beat up Chai Keqiao and threw him into the imperial prison, saying they would let you decide what to do with him when you come back..."
She briefly explained what had happened.
“…”
Ma Yan listened with a dull face, then looked at the other police officers.
Zhang Han and the other six people each held a bowl of medicine and nodded in unison, indicating that this was indeed the case.
Ma Yan was silent for a long time before he finally asked the first question:
"That Chai...or something, isn't he seriously injured?"
Zhang Han said coolly:
"Fortunately, he only has half of his ribs broken and his Qi is depleted. Now he can't move. His injuries are more serious than ours, but he hasn't caused any damage to his foundation."
That’s good… Ma Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, for a moment, he was afraid that Zhao Duan's grandson would beat someone to death...
"Where's that kid?"
Ma Yan was in a very complicated mood and couldn't help asking.
"Oh. He seems to have gone home and said that he dare not overstep his authority in matters here and that the matter should be decided by the governor," said Haitang.
Let me decide... Let me deal with this mess... Ma Yan took a deep breath and his vision went dark.
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In a private room of a restaurant.
Princess Xu Junling, who had finished lunch, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief when she suddenly heard footsteps approaching.
There was a knock on the door, followed by:
The cry of "Miss...County".
When walking outside, it is customary to call someone "Miss" to avoid attracting attention.
"Come in." Xu Junling spoke softly, smiling as he looked at the maid Lushui who walked into the private room.
"What's up? Is there any news from Zhao Duan? Was he beaten up by that Chai Keqiao?"
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