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"The matter of Yingtian Mansion..."
Not only Xue Pan, but Baochai in the room also understood.
This matter has obviously been settled, why did these incidents arise? Baochai was very confused.
Xue Pan was also confused, so he asked: "Master Thirteen, I still don't understand..."
"The villain was beaten half to death that day. The villain was the victim. Please ask Master Thirteen to investigate clearly..."
Since you can't figure out the situation, complain to yourself first, and you can do whatever you can to save it.
"Yeah?"
"No matter how brave the villain is, he would not dare to deceive the Thirteenth Master!"
Zhu Jinghong was silent for a while and said slowly: "Raise your head!"
"The villain dare not!"
"Raise your head!" Zhu Jinghong's tone increased, with a hint of scolding.
How could Xue Pan dare to refuse? He stood up straight with a shudder and saw Zhu Jinghong's face clearly.
"You... you are not... Zhenjiang Wei Na..."
This face was so familiar to Xue Pan. It had appeared in his nightmares for the past two hours, making him wake up with fear every time.
Just as he was stammering, the guard on the side immediately scolded him: "How brave..."
Signaling the guards to step back, Zhu Jinghong stood up from his chair, walked down the steps and slowly walked towards Xue Pan.
Looking at Zhu Jinghong approaching, looking at the python robe decoration on his body, looking at the majestic soldiers around him...
Even if Xue Pan didn't want to believe it, he still had to accept that the person who beat him up a few days ago was the extremely noble Thirteenth Master.
"The villain was rude that day and bumped into the Thirteenth Master. I beg the Thirteenth Master to forgive me!" Xue Pan begged for mercy again and again.
"I'm not that stingy. Now that the case has been handed over to Yingtian Mansion, everything is settled between you and me!"
Walking behind Xue Pan, Zhu Jinghong said slowly: "Whether you use money or connections, you can get yourself out of Yingtian Mansion. This is your ability!"
"But why...you want to kill Feng Yuan completely?"
Xue Pan looked at a loss, but Baochai in the room understood.
At this time, Aunt Xue asked in a low voice: "Baochai, I remember that day, I had already told the government office to let the Feng family master go. Why did these things happen again?"
Baochai couldn't answer. She specifically asked about this that day. Who knows what the reason was.
"Let's hear how big brother distinguishes it!"
At this moment, Xue Pan only felt that he was wronged, even more wronged than Dou E.
In order to save his life, Xue Pan hurriedly explained: "Thirteenth Master, when I left Yingtian Mansion that day, I had already greeted Hu Jinan and told him to forget about it. He had no intention of killing Feng Yuan!"
"You mean, Hu Jin'an is causing trouble?" Zhu Jinghong asked in a deep voice.
"Thirteenth Master Mingjian!"
Pulling out the saber from the guard's waist, Zhu Jinghong put the blade on Xue Pan's shoulder and asked coldly: "Do you know the consequences of hiding it from me?"
With the shining knife on his shoulder, Xue Pan was so frightened that he couldn't even speak for a moment.
Baochai, who was on the inside of the curtain, instinctively exclaimed, causing the guards to look sideways.
With the help of less bright light, they discovered that there was someone behind the curtain, and they were only ten feet away from Zhu Jinghong.
"Who...come out!"
Being discovered, Baochai quickly took two steps back, not knowing how to deal with himself.
At this time, the guard outside simply drew his saber and yelled: "Come out!"
Seeing this scene, Xue Pan ignored his fear and hurriedly explained: "Master Thirteen, my mother and sister-in-law are in the house. They are all female relatives. It is not convenient for them to come out to meet people. Please forgive me, Master Thirteen!"
"Tolerance? Your female family members need to be forgiven, but other people's families don't need it?"
"Then since Feng Yuan bought someone, why did you use your power to rob him? It's just because of your own power!"
Moving the blade to Xue Pan's neck, Zhu Jinghong continued: "Now that I am more powerful than you, I want you to taste... what it feels like to be bullied!"
In my previous life, as an ordinary person, I could only swallow my anger when encountering troubles, and I could only remain silent when encountering injustices.
But now that he has traveled through time and his status has undergone a huge change, he naturally has to take care of the injustice and deal with the criminal in front of him.
"You said that women cannot be seen, so what if I insist on seeing them?"
When Zhu Jinghong asked such a question, Xue Pan's expression was full of anger, but in the end he didn't say a word.
At this moment, he only felt powerless and knew what it felt like to be bullied for no reason.
Xue Pan was in a trance, and when his insides were burning, Baochai in the room spoke.
"The Thirteenth Master was born in the royal family. He has been reading poems since he was a child, and he has been carefully taught by the Holy One. Don't you know the etiquette and rules?"
"If we embarrass our female relatives, if the news spreads, the concubines and others will have their reputations damaged or they may die. If this ruins the reputation of the Thirteenth Master, and even tarnishes His Majesty's sanctity... what should we do?"
At this point, Baochai and her daughter will be ruined if they are really seen by their foreign husband, and it will become inevitable to commit suicide to show their chastity.
Therefore, Baochai could spare no effort and talk to Zhu Jinghong directly.
These words were neither condescending nor arrogant. They were truly extraordinary for what an ordinary woman could do, and Zhu Jinghong was particularly impressed.
"What a sharp tongue... I guess you are Xue Pan's sister?"
Unexpectedly, Baochai replied: "A civilian girl is just a helpless and weak woman!"
Then she added: "Since Mr. Thirteen is fond of fighting injustices, he must have a heart like a Bodhisattva. He will not embarrass a weak woman like me!"
Under his pressure, let alone a weak woman, even those high-ranking officials in Jinling were trembling and walking on thin ice.
Now Xue Baochai dared to speak out in defense, which was beyond Zhu Jinghong's expectation, and made him feel that this woman was worthy of being one of the two concubines in the Red Mansion.
Putting aside these thoughts, Zhu Jinghong asked: "When Xue Pan was making trouble for a good man, he didn't know where Miss Xue was? Did he ever speak up for justice!"
This sentence really stopped Xue Baochai.
Zhu Jinghong continued: "Xue Pan relies on the strong to bully the weak. Today I am stronger than him, so I can do whatever I want. This is called repaying the other person with his own way!"
Xue Baochai couldn't even answer. This is called using force to defeat skill. No matter how clever you are, it won't help.
"What the Thirteenth Master said, the daughter of the people is speechless and is willing to take the country's law to discuss the crime!"
On the surface, these words are soft-spoken, but in reality they are of great significance.
If you are willing to follow the law of the country, you can avoid Zhu Jinghong's "lynching" at this moment, and at least you can survive this current crisis.
After hearing this, Zhu Jinghong became more and more interested in Baochai, and even wanted to see the beauty of the first of the twelve hairpins in Jinling.
It's a pity that he is not a bastard. He really can't do anything worthy of being a bad person. He can only find opportunities in the future.
However, perhaps it was such a coincidence, or perhaps it was destiny, a strong wind came up without warning and lifted the curtain that separated the two people.
Looking at the beautiful girl in the room, Zhu Jinghong was stunned for a moment.
"What a... This woman should only exist in heaven, and is rarely seen in the human world!"
Although he didn't have much ink in his stomach, Zhu Jinghong still made up a poor poem to express his inner feelings.
Yinglian was already a great beauty, but she still pales in comparison to the girl in front of her.
This kind of beauty lies not only in appearance, but in the joint presentation of temperament and soul. It is a kind of beauty that Zhu Jinghong cannot describe.
In his past and present life, he had seen many beauties online and offline, but there had never been any one that he couldn't take his eyes away from, as if they were all about his aesthetic point.
This is probably the feeling of heartbeat... Zhu Jinghong said secretly.
At this moment, Xue Pan was heard screaming, but the blade had already cut through his skin.
There was no way, Zhu Jinghong was distracted, and it was normal for his hands to waver.
This was very painful for Xue Pan. He saw his life hanging by a thread, but he didn't even have the courage to escape.
Of course, his call had the desired effect.
After coming back to his senses, Zhu Jinghong moved the blade away. When he turned back, the wind had blown, the curtain fell, and the girl had disappeared.
Inside the curtain, Baochai held a fan to cover her face, feeling ashamed but pretending to be calm.
Although it was an accident just now, she still met her husband after all, and it would be a stain if it spread out, so it is normal for Baochai to be worried.
Fortunately, no one noticed the accident just now.
"Damn wind!"
Unable to scold others, she could only vent her anger on Feng.
At this moment, outside the house, Zhu Jinghong wanted to thank the wind.
"How does that poem say, good wind relies on power..."
Looking at the still swaying curtain, Zhu Jinghong whispered: "If there is no wind to lend strength, how can we get a glimpse of the beauty... It is really a good wind!"
