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Chapter 6 Chuanlang Swordsman

In Yuzhou City, at the deserted yamen, two idle servants leaned half-resisted, looking listless, and even the water and fire sticks in their hands seemed to be unable to hold them.

The sticks used by the yamen are called water and fire sticks. Half of the sticks are painted red and half are painted black. Red is fire, and black is water. Water and fire are not allowed to be taken, and private affection is not allowed in the face of justice.

But since Lord Lu took office in Yuzhou City, the function of this yamen has changed greatly. Not only did the people who serve as servants, even the people knew very well that this bandit was not responsible for the lives and death of the people. No matter how much wronged you are, who would give more money, it would be who would have the final say.

Over time, the people did not dare to go to the government to complain about the injustice, and the yamen runners were happy to be idle, but the store work was still not missing. The two servants stood like disciples, and they were also very depressed for a moment!

"Hey! You two bastards!"

At this time, an old man with a goatee came over. Seeing the lazy look of the two of them, he couldn't help but feel angry. He kicked the officer next to him and scolded, "Look at what you are like, are you planning to hit the floor in the yamen, right?"

The officer laughed and said, "Master Lu, you're so bored. Why don't you call a brother to come and change hands and let's go in and have a few bets?"

Master Lu was intrigued when he heard this. He stroked his goatee's beard, but his brows frowned again: "Let's talk about this, Lord Lu is almost coming back. Let's do it first and stand for a while!"

"His grandma's, a bunch of useless food buckets!"

At this moment, when he heard an angry scolding, everyone was suddenly shocked. Following the sound, he saw that Lu She looked angry, with his hands behind him, and strode towards the yamen.

Because the rhythm of breathing was a little heavy, two white smoke was constantly coming out in the extremely cold and snowy day. It can be seen that the anger in my heart was extremely high. The few people following me were dejected and didn't dare to look at Lu She!

Master Lu hurriedly squeezed out a smile and greeted him, "Sir, you are back!"

Master Lu is a smart man, not mentioning what happened at all, but seeing the ten red fingerprints on Lu She's face, Rao was also shocked. Who is so bold that he actually slapped the magistrate twice?

"Get out!" Lu She was so angry that he pulled Master Lu into the yamen with his hands.

Master Lu saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly followed, nodded and said, "Your Madam Lu doesn't have to worry about those useless food buckets..."

Lu She didn't want to listen to Master Lu's compliment and said in a muffled voice: "Where is the young master?"

"Uh~ this..."

Master Lu immediately changed his face, his eyes turned, and he replied casually: "Young Master is okay. The doctor has just arrived and said that the young master suffered minor injuries, and it will be fine after recuperation for a while."

"Yeah!" Lu She nodded: "How was the matter I sent you to do?"

Master Lu said: "I have sent someone to invite you, but the sect leader of Qingwei Sect did not come in person, but sent elder Mo Wenxing and a few disciples to come. He is now waiting in the inner hall!"

"'Chuanlang Swordsman' Mo Wenxing?" Lu She said, "This person is quite famous. This time the little Taoist priest dares to come to the door again, so Mo Wenxing will take a close look!"

"Yes, sir!"

While they were talking, the two had already arrived at the inner hall. Compared to outside, the inner hall was in a lively scene. In addition to Mo Wenxing sitting on the chair without saying a word, there were several Qingwei Sect disciples standing behind him, and seven beautiful concubines, who were gathering together and talking and laughing. When they saw Lu She, they all came up to meet him.

The seventh concubine's eyes were sharp-eyed, and the first to see ten bright red fingerprints on Lu She's face, she immediately exclaimed: "Ah! Who is so bold, actually..."

"Talk too much!" The woman didn't say a word, but Lu She slapped her and slapped her out!

The rest of the people were secretly shocked, and it was also a pity that the seventh concubine had just entered the yamen for a few days and did not know how to weigh the situation. It was not a glorious thing to be beaten by the magistrate. Now, under the eyes of Guigui, there were everyone from the Qingwei Sect present. The seventh concubine said this sentence was like slapping Lu She in the face in public. How could it not make Lu She angry!

For a moment, the atmosphere in the lobby was a little awkward. Lu She felt a hot face, snorted coldly, sat in the first seat, and smiled and said, "Elder Mo is here, have you ever visited the Great Yan?"

"See it!"

Mo Wenxingsheng had a square face, broad forehead, thick eyebrows and big ears, but he was as cold as ice. He didn't even look at Lu She, and said coldly: "Although the injury of the noble prince did not hurt his life, the person who used his internal strength to force the noble prince into the noble prince's body, shattering his bone cone. If there were no immortal herbs and elixirs, he would probably become a useless person!"

"What!!" Lu She felt a roar in her head, glared at Master Lu fiercely, and shouted: "Useless things are all a bunch of waste!"

"Stop your anger!" Mo Wenxing's eyes were slightly closed, and he looked like he was not concerned about his own affairs: "You can use internal strength to shatter the noble son's bone cone, and you can do it just right. This person's martial arts cultivation may not be inferior to me. Lord Lu should ask for more blessings!"

"Hmph!" Hearing Mo Wenxing's sarcastic tone, Lu She could not help but feel angry and shouted: "Mo Wenxing, my great Yan has been worshipping you under your Qingwei Sect since he was a child, and he is also a member of the Qingwei Sect. When something happened today, does Qingwei Sect want to stay out of the matter?"

"Hehe!" Mo Wenxing showed contempt: "My Qingwei Sect belongs to the Confucian clan and has always been able to teach people to be versed in the eight worlds and treat others as oneself. When did he teach nobles to bully the poor and beat Confucian scholars?"

"You!" Lu She was choked up and speechless. He knew about Lu Dayan beating people in the street, but the people who were beaten and the recruited reinforcements were all from the Confucian clan. Now Mo Wenxing uttered a noble son at once, and did not treat Lu Dayan as his own, which made him angry.

"Don't ask, you, Young Master Ma, pretends to be noble in front of me, and I beat up the Confucian scholar? If you can't stand it, just go back for me, and see that I won't shovel Qingweizong!!"

"You dare!!" Mo Wenxing slammed the table suddenly, his face turned into a pig's liver due to his anger. He heard a slight sound. The Chuanlang sword was halfway out of the sheath. Mo Wenxing was twisted in his hand, and the fierce light was washed away. In an instant, the atmosphere in the lobby was tense.

Lu She was not panicked, raised her eyes to meet Mo Wenxing's fierce gaze, and smiled slowly, "What? Elder Mo still wants to assassinate the imperial court's official position?"

Mo Wenxing's face changed. Although he hated this dog official in his heart, he was quite afraid of Lu She in his form. At this time, he felt that he was disobedient and pushed Chuan Lang's sword back into the sheath, holding his fists in a cold manner and said:

"I dare not! Qingwei Sect is controlled by others, and I have nothing to say. This time, I was entrusted by the senior brother of the head, so I will naturally try my best to protect the adults. But this is just my responsibility, and it is not my agreement with the noble son's actions. I hope the adults understand this!"

Lu She smiled contemptuously and said arrogantly: "I don't need to understand. You just need to do your duties well. As for what the dog does, it's not your turn to worry about!"

"Hmph!!" Mo Wenxing sat down angrily.

"Big ~ Sir!!! It's a big deal!"

While speaking, a yamen run in panic, knelt on the ground in a flash, and said tremblingly: "Su~Su Junheng broke into the yamen and broke into the yamen and injured it. Several brothers, please go and have a look!"

"What! He is not dead yet?" Lu She was so angry that she started to smoke and strode out: "This time, I will definitely chop him into meat sauce!"
Chapter completed!
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