Chapter 105 Didn’t You Tell Me to Stop Talking?

Boom——

Dark clouds rolled over the city, and large raindrops sprinkled outside the main hall of the black government office. The chief arresters on call were seated on the left and right sides of the hall.

Two detectives stood in front of the hall. They both had panda eyes and had obviously been punched several times.

After taking charge of the case, Dongfang Liren was wearing a silver python robe, sitting upright with his back straight, looking at the injuries on the detective's face, with hidden anger in his eyes:

"what happened?"

The two detectives were obviously afraid. One of them, a little older, lowered his head and said:

"Today I was patrolling Zhuji Street and found a murder case. The death was very special. It was a major case at first glance. The case discovered by Beizhi and Xiao Wangxian was undergoing an autopsy. The people from the six doors later took us out directly. Chase..."

Snapped--

Dongfang Liren tapped the gavel table:

"Then you take action? How many times have I told you not to take action with the people of the Sanfa Division? If anything happens, just come back to the chief arrester..."

The older detective lowered his head and responded: "I didn't want to do anything at first, I just yelled at the door. But Xiao Wang didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he said, 'I'll stab you to death with a stick at the back door!'..."

"Ahem..."

She Long, who was sitting upright, immediately breathed out after hearing this. His face turned red and he coughed several times, almost suffocating himself to death.

Shang Jianli's cold-faced face also twitched a few times.

Only Dongfang Liren’s eyes were blank:

"What's the meaning?"

Detective Xiao Wang said aggrievedly: "I didn't know what a humble position meant at first. Old Liu said it was because of his advanced marksmanship and was particularly powerful, so he cursed him. The people from Liumen laughed at the humble position, and then they understood it and became angry from shame. …”

Dongfang Liren was confused: "What do you mean by leaving the stick at the back door?"

She Long suppressed his overwhelming aura and raised his hand to wave:

"Go away and get your injuries treated, you're in disgrace."

"yes."

The two detectives ran away quickly.

She Long faced King Jing and said respectfully:

"His Royal Highness's ears have been fouled by the dirty words spoken in the market. The people below took action first and made up for the loss. This beating was in vain, and the case will probably not come back."

Dongfang Liren saw that the male and female chief officers in the room had strange expressions. He knew that the words were not good, so he stopped asking.

The Black Yamen doesn't even have a signboard. In theory, it is the private guard of Prince Jing's palace. It can control everything under the imperial authority, but its powers seriously overlap with those of the Judicial Yamen.

There are only so many cases in the capital, and the police officers all need performance. For this reason, the two sides have great differences and often conflict.

The salary of the black government agent is allocated from Prince Jing's palace, while Dongfang Liren has to ask the Ministry of Accounts for money. If there is no performance, the Ministry of Accounts will not allocate funds. For this reason, small cases such as theft can be given, but cases involving murder must be participated.

Dongfang Liren was just about to arrange for a more aggressive subordinate to go to Zhuji Street to gain some credit when he heard rapid footsteps coming from outside.

Tap tap tap——

Looking up, Wang Chihu, wearing a prince's robe, ran in from outside holding an umbrella:

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"How unbecoming is it for someone who is disheveled and shouts in the important place of government office?"

"No, Brother Ye is back."

"Um?"

Dongfang Liren frowned and looked outside the Yamen, but there was no trace of Ye Jingtang:

"Where is the Night Terror Hall? Let him come over. I have something to arrange."

Wang Chihu came outside the lobby and said with great interest:

"Brother Ye just smashed up a gambling house on Wutong Street and beat the man half to death. He turned around and went to the West Market again, probably to beat up the brother-in-law of Wang Shilang. Your Highness, do you want to watch the excitement?"

Dongfang Liren was confused. He wanted to get up, but it didn't quite fit his identity, so he patted the long case:

"How presumptuous! The emperor is fighting privately in the street, but does he still have the king's law in his heart? I will go and have a look, and you will stay in the yamen."

The Chief Constable, who was about to follow him to watch the fun, immediately sat back angrily...

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Crash--

It is pouring rain outside the building, but inside the Sanyuan Building is in full swing. The children from a wealthy family are spending a lot of money at the gambling table, accompanied by beauties. The scene is completely different from the smoky gambling stalls in the market.

"Come on, come on! Four, five, six!"

"good!"

"Oh, bad luck..."

…

Wutong Street is a famous gold-selling cave in the capital. Sanyuan Building is not considered top-notch on the street, but its background is quite strong. The big owner is Mr. Cheng Baocheng, who has roots in the West Market.

Mr. Cheng was born in Tiefuling, a large sect in Yunzhou. His elder brother was the leader. His younger sister married into the Wang family in Yunzhou and was related to the important officials of the dynasty. With this background in black and white, it can be said that no one dares to touch it. .

Cheng Song, who is in charge of Sanyuan Building, is the eldest son of Master Cheng. He usually has good friendships with the dandies in the capital.

At noon, in a private room facing the street in Sanyuan Building, several young masters from Wende Bridge were pushing Pai Gow in front of the table. Cheng Song, dressed as a rich man, was accompanying them.

Because the martial arts of the Wei Dynasty was at its peak, Jianghu affairs were discussed after dinner no matter where they were. The young masters at the table chatted casually while spending money like water:

"Mr. Cheng, I heard that the leader of Shuiyun Jiantan was slaughtered?"

Cheng Song, dressed in a white prince's robe, used a folding fan to push out the silver ingots on the table with an easy-going smile:

"Master Li is quite well informed. It is said that Zhou Huaili went to the city to kill people in the middle of the night. He was bumped into by someone from the black office, and the boat capsized."

"What should we do about this?"

"What else can we do? In the eyes of the imperial court, everyone from beggars to eight great leaders are all 'citizens'. The black yamen kill people according to the law. If they are not satisfied, they go to the law department yamen to file a complaint. Because of Zhou Chiyang's special status, the imperial court treats him with courtesy and specializes in Let Lin Shilang, the most unselfish and selfless person in the Criminal Department, preside over the trial. Lin Shilang is a man who dares to arrest and sentence even the emperor's relatives. He also impeached Prince Jing many times because of his unclear power and position..."

"Prince Jing is famous for protecting his shortcomings. If he dares to let Lin Tietou come to interrogate his family, it must be an ironclad case. Even the King of Heaven will not be able to overturn it... Is Sword Master Zhou Chiyang coming?"

"I don't know how many lives Zhou Huaili has lost. Zhou Chiyang's arrival will make him a mess. If the Zhou family voluntarily gives up the pursuit and accepts the punishment, and Zhou Chiyang goes to the black government to seek revenge, then he is a hypocrite. But if he does not take revenge, he will be a hypocrite. He is just ruthless and unrighteous. It is quite unlucky to have such a stupid brother on your side..."

Cheng Song said this, thought of something, and said:

"The Zhou family has gotten into this trouble. Now they will definitely not dare to commit crimes again and have conflicts with Honghualou. Guangji's Baoyuanmen has also taken advantage of Honghualou's industry. I guess Honghualou will go there next. Looking for trouble with Li Hunyuan..."

"Then Mr. Cheng can reap the benefits of being a fisherman, right?"

"hehe……"

Behind Cheng Song, Tiefuling and Baoyuanmen both founded their sects in Yunzhou, so they could not be at odds with each other.

If Baoyuan Gate is knocked down by Honghua Tower and the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, Tiefiling will naturally benefit indirectly from this.

Cheng Song said with a smile: "The world of martial arts is just like this gambling table. Luck is more important than financial power. When this luck comes, you can have disasters from the sky just sitting..."

Wow——

While he was talking, downstairs outside the window, there was suddenly the sound of broken doors and windows, and an exclamation:

"who?"

"what happened?!"

…

The private room became quiet, and several noble gentlemen looked a little confused.

Cheng Song frowned, stood up and came to the window to take a look.

Wutong Street is the most prosperous street in the capital. Even if it is raining heavily, there are still many cars and horses passing by, and they have stopped at this time.

In front of the gate of Sanyuan Tower, stood a young man holding a black umbrella and wearing a Shuiyun brocade robe. The umbrella blocked his face, so he couldn't see his face.

Behind the young man in black robe, there was a rich young man in brocade robe. The umbrella in his hand fell on the street, his mouth was wide open and his eyes were full of shock.

The subordinate who was originally standing at the door of Sanyuan Building has disappeared and was kicked into the door as expected.

Peiro?

Cheng Song recognized the big benefactor of Tianshui Bridge and thought that Pei Luo had brought thugs to cause trouble, so he said:

"Excuse me for a moment."

As he spoke, he turned over and jumped down from the window on the second floor of Sanyuan Building with a cool and neat figure.

The dandy boys here are all good people, and they also know Pei Luo, a well-known and well-known young man in the capital. They all look around curiously when they see the excitement, regardless of the gambling game on the table.

The noble gentlemen thought that when Cheng Song went down, he would have a few words with Young Master Pei in front of the door.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as Cheng Song jumped out of the window, there was an explosion below:

Poof——

The black-robed young man standing outside the building didn't even remove his oil-paper umbrella and looked up. He turned around and raised his leg, then gave a fierce side kick, aiming directly at Cheng Song who jumped from the second floor.

This kick was as fast as thunder, and white water mist burst out around the right leg.

Cheng Song didn't expect that the other party was so ungrateful, and his eyes were shocked and angry. If this kick was in the crotch, he would probably become half a woman for the rest of his life. Before he even landed on the ground, he pressed down with his hands in the air.

Bang!

In an instant, the boots were pressing down on both palms!

Cheng Song, who had not yet landed, flew back up at several times the speed, directly smashing the plaque of 'Sanyuan Building' into pieces.

Wow——

Then he hit the wooden beam and let out a muffled cough:

"cough--"

He lost his balance and fell down, directly hitting the steps outside Sanyuan Building.

thump--

There was deathly silence inside and outside Sanyuan Building.

Pei Luo, who came to help Ye Jingtang calm down, was shocked when he saw this scene. He raised his hands and spoke incoherently:

"Hiss...Jingtang...what..."

Night Terror Hall did not respond and walked up the steps holding an umbrella.

"Cough cough cough——"

Cheng Song fell to the ground and tried to get up, but his arms could no longer use their strength. He could only grit his teeth and glare at the person outside the door:

"you……"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the person stepped on his chest.

Click——

"cough--"

Broken bones are accompanied by a stuffy cough.

Cheng Song was firmly stepped on the steps by his boots. His face immediately turned red and he slapped his shoes hard.

Bang bang bang——

Such a scene caused several screams of surprise from inside and outside the Sanyuan Building, and the gambling thugs who came out to rescue were also stunned in place.

As a scholar, Pei Luo's face turned pale with fright. He ran forward in horror and pulled Ye Jingtang's arm:

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? This is the capital, at the feet of the emperor..."

Cheng Song was also considered a ruthless person, his eyes were blood red, and he was holding back his words:

"Father..."

Click——

The kick fell again.

Cheng Song stopped speaking suddenly, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and could not make any sound. His eyes were horrified, and his whole body was trembling. He pushed hard with the boots that almost penetrated his chest.

Ye Jingtang lowered his head and looked at him until his face turned purple and his eyes were blurry, and he would be suffocated if he stepped on it again, and then he stopped slightly.

"Uh-cough cough cough..."

Ye Jingtang put his feet away to avoid blood splashing on his boots:

"Do you know why I hit you?"

Cheng Song clutched his chest and kept coughing. He didn't dare to speak and nodded vigorously.

Ye Jingtang didn't say much, held an umbrella and turned around to leave.

Pei Luo's eyes were dull, and he found that Ye Jingtang had left. Perhaps he was afraid of being beaten to death by the thugs from the gambling house, so he quickly caught up with Ye Jingtang:

"Are you crazy? A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything..."

After walking out of Ye Jingtang, he turned his head and looked at Pei Luo:

"Didn't you tell me not to talk?"

"I……"

Pei Luo was stunned: "I told you not to talk, and you just hit me?! You... Mr. Cheng is a big shot in the West City, with hundreds of thugs under his command. Come on, I will take you to the government to surrender." Hiding in the cell and paying a sum of money, maybe this matter can be over... Hey, where are you going?"

"Go to Mr. Cheng to discuss business."

"Huh?! You beat my son like this, and now you go to discuss business, and they will definitely beat you up... Don't, don't, don't, listen to my brother's advice, there are rules in the capital, if you are so messy, Third Aunt will definitely punish you if she knows If you hang me up and beat me, I won’t dare to say nice things to you..."

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