Chapter 15: Be polite before using force. What a great Xiguan Marquis Mansion!
After hearing this, Pan Yi roughly guessed that the person who was detained and killed by Xiguan Hou was probably not an ordinary citizen.
Iberly had a big grudge with Xiguan Hou Liu Ziye, and this matter would obviously be very disadvantageous to the young Marquis of Xiguan. Otherwise, when he was in Yanjing, he knew what the Xiguan Governor's Mansion was used for, and based on his understanding of Iberly in the past few days, it was impossible for Iberly to care about whether the local Fu family in Yucheng had lost or died their son.
He was so anxious to send someone to deliver the letter.
He took a sip of wine with a smile: "Why, Governor Yi has good news, don't you want to tell me about it and share the joy with me?"
"Hahaha, Captain Pan, that's not true!"
Iberly was in a really good mood. He returned to his seat and drank the cup with Pan Yi.
He spoke in a serious tone, "The Fu family is a prominent clan in Yucheng, Xiguan County. Their population accounts for half of the city's population, and they have close ties with places like Qingcheng, Xiguan County. Captain Pan is also aware that our Xiguan Governor's Office is poorly regulated and understaffed, and Xiguan County is vast, so governing it is no small feat!"
"Therefore, on a daily basis, the people of Xiguan are accustomed to self-governance within the larger clan. The current head of the Fu clan is fifty years old, with only one son, who will inherit the position of head of the Fu clan in the future. He has been cherished and protected since childhood. If the Fu clan head knew that his only son had died in the marquis' mansion, at the hands of the young marquis, and the entire Fu clan knew that their next head of the clan had died a violent death in the marquis' mansion..."
"Captain Pan, just wait and see. Tomorrow, the entire Fu family will gather at the Xiguan Marquis Mansion to pay for their lives!"
Having said that, he quickly changed the subject: "Oh, by the way, when the time comes, you and I will do our best to protect the Marquis' Mansion and prevent it from being disturbed by the rioters, right?"
Pan Yi couldn't understand this, so he picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Iberly's. "Of course, we will defend the Xiguan Marquisate with our lives. But there are so many rioters, and they are so crazy...ah? Hahahahaha"
Although he knew that as long as he received the order from Yanjing, this young Marquis of Xiguan would be in trouble.
But if he is going to commit suicide now and accelerate his own death, why should Pan Yi stop him?
Liu Ziye had made an agreement with Du Hui yesterday. That night, after eating and washing up, he did some light exercise for less than half an hour based on the original owner's body's tolerance. He covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep early in the bedroom with a warm charcoal brazier.
Early this morning, Liu Ziye woke up to the system's announcement.
"bite--"
"A crisis has been detected. The host has failed to properly handle the crisis. One hundred points of the Emperor's Morality Points will be deducted. The original remaining points are fifteen points, and the life value is fifteen days and nine hours. After the points are deducted, the remaining points are zero, and the life value is five days and nine hours!"
Following the system's automatic broadcast was the system's surprised and anxious voice.
"Host, this... what's going on? You actually lost your health!"
Liu Ziye calmly lifted the quilt and changed his clothes. After putting them on one by one, he slowly asked, "If I say I don't want it to be buttoned, will it be unbuttoned?"
"But you shouldn't give up resisting. Isn't life what you want most? Are you just going to sit there and wait for death?"
Liu Ziye was annoyed by its noise: "I request to unilaterally block all system sounds except for the automatic system prompts."
system:"……"
The host refuses to communicate, and the system has no other solution.
With deep hurt, the system quietly hid itself.
It was careless. It shouldn't have been overconfident in the host's will to survive and will to seize. What made it even more regretful was that the start of the mission it chose for the host was really a bit difficult and cruel.
Could it be that I have been dormant for too long and there is a loophole in the system algorithm?
Even this one-in-a-million chosen host has reached a point where there is no solution and it is doomed to fail. I'm afraid that from now on, no one will be able to accompany it to break through this system difficulty...
Liu Ziye had no intention of thinking about the system retiring, nor did he want to guess what kind of data complaints and data flows the system had.
She pushed open the bedroom door and walked out to wash her face and rinse her mouth, then went to the outer room and asked Ah Huan to prepare breakfast.
As soon as a bowl of meat porridge, two servings of mixed vegetables, two boiled eggs and a small silver steamed bun were served, Xiying hurried into the yard.
Xiying: "Young Marquis! Young Marquis! The Yucheng Fu clan has got some news from nowhere, insisting that their clan leader's only son was abducted by you, brought to your mansion, and tortured to death! Thousands of Fu clan members have gathered outside your mansion on Qinyang Street, demanding justice and an explanation from our Xiguan Marquisate!"
"Captain Jin Jie of our Marquis's private guard is guarding the gate with Captain Pan and the others. Mr. Du has heard the news and has already rushed over. Young Marquis, what do you think we should do about this?"
"knew."
Liu Ziye swallowed a mouthful of meat porridge. Her living habits since childhood made her seldom talk much during meals. She only said to Xiying, "Mr. Du knows what to do."
Then, under Xiying's uneasy gaze, he meticulously finished all the food served to him, rinsed his mouth and hands, and stood up.
"Come on, take me to the old housekeeper's yard."
Xiying didn't know why Liu Ziye was going to find the old butler at this time, and looked puzzled.
Liu Ziye had to explain: "Go and see the only son of the Fu family who was placed in his yard by the old housekeeper!"
When Xizhao heard this, he nodded and understood.
He had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped and turned around, looking at his young marquis in disbelief. Although it was Chaozhao who had done this with the young marquis, Chaozhao had also explained the situation to him.
But he didn't know who the person he brought back was.
This... this... turns out the person brought to the mansion by the young marquis is actually Fu Mingyi's only son!?
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Qinyang Street, outside the gate of the former Xiguan Palace, now the Xiguan Marquisate.
At the foot of the ten steps of the palace, with the mottled vermilion gate shining on the front street as the origin, it extends to both ends of Qinyang Street and is filled with dense crowds of people.
Standing in the center facing the gate of the marquis's mansion is a man with gray hair, but his body is still as tall and straight as ever. This man is none other than Fu Mingyi, the patriarch of the Fu clan.
The ten steps of the palace were filled with imperial guards, palace soldiers, dozens of guards left behind by the palace, and Jin Jie, the current leader of the private soldiers of the marquis's palace, facing the crowd.
Jin Jie took the lead.
He asked Fu Mingyi, who was leading the group at the bottom of the stairs, "Chief Fu, no matter what your reason is today, this is the Marquis of Xiguan's mansion. You are well aware of the Marquis's status! He is the descendant of the royal family of the Holy Ancestor Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. How can we allow a commoner like you to enter the mansion without permission and be disrespectful to the Marquis of Xiguan!"
Fu Mingyi had been searching for his only son for nearly two months and was already emaciated from the torture.
Last night, he suddenly received the news that his only son was tortured to death in the Xiguan Marquis Mansion. His eyes were now bloodshot.
If it weren't for the upbringing of the Fu family who have been role models for generations over the years, why would they still be standing here obediently, using courtesy first and then force, and asking the Xiguan Marquisate to take the initiative to give an explanation!
Fu Mingyi's hoarse, slightly old but calm voice echoed outside the marquis's mansion.
"So what if I'm of the Emperor's royal bloodline? Did the Holy Ancestor gain the Great Zhou Dynasty by committing atrocities and killing innocent people? The next patriarch of my Fu clan was humiliated, imprisoned, and killed for no reason by your Xiguan Marquisate. If the Holy Ancestor were still alive, he wouldn't allow his descendants to do such a thing and destroy the honor of his bloodline and the foundation of his country!"
"If it weren't for the Emperor Shengzu, my Fu clan would have stormed the mansion long ago! Why would we wait here for you to complain to me about this misbehaving young marquis?"
Jin Jie had no idea what Fu Mingyi was accusing him of. He simply said, "Chief Fu, when did our young marquis ever imprison and kill Fu's only son? Since the death of the King of Xiguan, our young marquis was also bedridden for nearly two months due to an accident. He only woke up the day before yesterday when Captain Pan Yi, the imperial guard from Yanjing, brought him an imperial edict!"
"How could they imprison and kill your Fu family's only son?"
Jin Jie's words were sincere. After all, he really didn't know the truth.
Even though many people knew at the time that the young marquis had brought out a person who had been imprisoned for a long time from the prison, no one knew the identity of this person.
Even Xiying, the personal guard who explained in detail to Liu Ziye why the only son of the Fu family was brought back to the palace by the original owner, did not know the true identity of the person brought back.
Only Liu Ziye himself knew this person's identity through the world line information transmitted by the system.
Fu Mingyi had news from the Governor's Mansion and a token brought by someone from the Governor's Mansion, so how could he believe the statement of the Marquis' Mansion's private guards?
He just said, "If that's the case, why is there no one from your Xiguan Marquis Mansion who has come forward to explain this matter?"
He held up a blue bird jade pendant in his hand and said to Pan Yi, the captain of the private guards and the man who was obviously the leader of the officers and soldiers, "This jade pendant belongs to me, Zhen'er! I got it from the guards of the governor's mansion. The guards assured me that it came from the Marquis of Xiguan's mansion!"
"Today, I, Fu Mingyi, and the Fu clan will definitely enter the Xiguan Marquisate and find him alive or dead!"
His sharp gaze swept across the faces of the private guard captains Jin Jie and Pan Yi, and he said fiercely, "Whether you are the private soldiers of the Marquis' Mansion or the government troops from somewhere else, I will fight you to the death today!"
These words, spoken in person by a commoner, were an obvious provocation.
However, what surprised Fu Mingyi was that only the leader of the marquis's private army, who did not seem to be wearing formal soldier uniform, frowned with displeasure after hearing his words, and it was obvious that he felt provoked and was on guard.
The leader of the government army, who was wearing light armor and looked quite powerful, lowered the corner of his lips indifferently, as if he was watching a show.
Looking at those soldiers who were wearing the same light armor of the Yanjing Imperial Guards and the uniforms of the Inspector's Office as him, although they seemed to be lined up in an orderly manner around the Marquis' Mansion, as if they were guarding the West Gate Marquis' Mansion, in fact, most of the troops were guarding the interior of the Marquis' Mansion, not the thousands of Fu clan members outside the mansion.
The few who turned their heads towards their Fu clan members all looked nonchalant and indifferent.
Although he didn't know the reason, Fu Mingyi understood that this was undoubtedly a good thing for them.
He simply fixed his gaze back on Jin Jie, the leader of the Xiguan Marquis's private guards, and said to the Fu clan members behind him, who were holding swords, spears, and clubs, "Since no one from the Xiguan Marquis's Mansion has stepped forward to explain this matter, we, the Fu clan, will go to the mansion and investigate!"
Jin Jie looked at Fu Mingyi's desperate face and thought to himself, "Oh no!"
The guards he had sent to notify Mr. Du and the young marquis had not yet brought them out.
There were thousands of Fu clan members in front of him, and Pan Yi clearly wanted to let them go and watch the fun. Their private guards in the mansion only had about thirty people, and logically speaking, they could not guard the gate of the mansion anyway!
At this moment, the door of the mansion opened from the inside with a "zhiya" sound.
Jin Jie turned around and saw that it was Du Hui who came out in a long gown with a double-breasted collar.
"Mr. Du, I just had someone explain the situation to you. The Fu clan leader brought his clan members here, saying that their only son died in our mansion. Do you know the reason behind this?"
Du Hui nodded: "I know, leave it to me."
Without stopping, he walked down the steps of the Marquisate in two or three steps, walked up to Fu Mingyi, clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Chief Fu, your son Fu Zhen'er is indeed at my Xiguan Marquisate right now."
Fu Mingyi originally saw someone in charge coming out of the mansion, so he asked his clansmen to wait for a while.
When he heard the people from Xiguan Houfu admit it to his face, he felt dizzy again.
Several of Fu Zhen'er's uncles and brothers behind him immediately shouted at Du Hui rudely, "What a Xiguan Marquisate! How dare they take human life so lightly! Clan leader, why are we still arguing with them? Let's break into this damn house and take back Zhen'er...Zhen'er's body and avenge Zhen'er!"
"No."
Du Hui immediately and earnestly corrected them: "Your son was in my Xiguan Marquisate, but he didn't die! How did this misunderstanding arise? And how did Chief Fu know that your son had died in my Xiguan Marquisate?"
Hearing this, Fu Mingyi's tired and bloodshot eyes suddenly looked at Du Hui: "Zhen'er, are you still alive?"
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