Chai Lingwu was caught off guard and screamed in agony from the punch. He staggered back seven or eight steps before trying to stand firm. He staggered but did not fall down. When he reached out and touched it, his nose was bleeding.
Li Tai was stunned and murmured: "The same thing, the same thing... One punch, just one punch, just on the nose, this is such a professional black boxing..."
To say that Chai Lingwu is not so unbearable, he has been beaten since he was a child, and he can handle swords, guns, and sticks. However, his father Chai Chao just passed away at the beginning of the year. Chai Lingwu was left unattended, and his body became more and more wavy. He drank and drank, and his reaction was , the strength is less than half as before. In addition, Fang Jun's sudden outburst caught him off guard, and he was hit by a punch.
But Chai Lingwu, who has been running rampant in Chang'an since he was a child, has never been beaten like this?
Suddenly he became angry and shouted: "You dare to hit me? Everyone stand shoulder to shoulder and beat this bastard to death!"
As soon as he roared, seven or eight teenagers around him immediately swarmed up and surrounded Fang Jun, punching and kicking him.
Anyway, with Chai Lingwu and Li Tai present, as long as they are not beaten to death, it will be fine!
But is Fang Jun an embroidered pillow like Chai Lingwu?
Tucking the hem of his brocade robe into his belt, he was like a fierce tiger, not retreating but advancing, charging into the crowd with one lunge. It was really like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. When someone punched him, it was fine, but he was able to survive. With a punch, someone suddenly fell to the ground with a howl.
He is stronger than others, and his ability to withstand blows is stronger than others. Even if the number of people is several times worse, it is not on the same level at all.
King Li Tai of Wei maintained his identity and would not join in the melee, but he stood aside and watched the battle, but the more he watched, the more frightened and fearful he became!
This person is as agile as a rabbit, as agile as an ape, and as strong as an ox. One can fight ten, but he is brave and will move forward no matter what!
If this were placed on the battlefield, he would be able to kill the general who captured the flag with just one strike!
Li Tai silently took a few steps back to avoid being involved in the fighting group. He was secretly glad that Genfang Jun did not have a head-on conflict. Otherwise, if the mallet got angry and ignored him, punching him down, what would he do? Don't you want to lose someone's life?
Naturally, this group of young masters was no match for Fang Jun. Half of them fell down in a few rounds, and the rest were all bruised and swollen. They did not dare to come near and just shouted: "Come here! Come here!"
The guards and servants they brought with them were originally guarding outside the temple. Upon hearing the call, they rushed into the temple gate and ran to the main hall. Seeing that my young master was beaten like a dog, is this okay? Immediately, he rushed over and surrounded Fang Jun with a roar.
There were people from them, there were people from the house, and the guards that Princess Han brought from Prince Han's house also rushed in. Seeing so many people fighting around them, they almost lost their temper and joined the battle without saying a word.
It became lively now, with dozens of people from both sides fighting in a chaotic mess, punching, kicking, clawing, and biting their teeth.
Those who were watching the fun nearby were unable to dodge and were also involved, especially some female relatives. They were touched and pinched by the servants and guards, and they screamed and screamed endlessly. How could my men endure it?
As a result, the fighting group grew bigger and bigger, with more and more people, and the Buddhist pure area of Qingyuan Temple was thrown into chaos and chaos.
Wei King Li Tai stood aside, guarded by guards in front and behind him, but he was dumbfounded.
For a moment, ghosts were crying and howling outside the main hall, and most of the pilgrims were involved. Incense candles and tributes were dancing together, and clothes, hats and shoes were flying everywhere. Men's roars and howls were mixed with women's screams. How could it be a garbled word? ?
It was not until the county magistrate LT arrived with the county government officials from the third team after hearing the news that the farce stopped a little. Some innocent pilgrims who were involved in it saw that something was not going well and withdrew one after another. But when the government officials stopped the guards who were still fighting, another chaos broke out.
"What the hell, I got beaten and you still pulled me?"
"You little government servants dare to act arrogant in front of me. Do you know who my father is?"
"Damn it, my young master's robe was torn by you, please pay me immediately!"
This group of second-generation ancestors were beaten so hard by Fang Jun that the guards and servants finally came up, and then the situation was slightly restored. Before the situation was restored, they were actually disturbed by this group of Yamen servants. How could you not be annoyed?
At the moment, it doesn’t matter who is a government servant or not. A small Lantian order is not worthy of carrying shoes for his family. He can stay where he is to cool off!
Pushing and pushing, the servants and servants, servants and guards became a mess again.
Lan Tianling was so angry that he trembled all over: "It's unreasonable, it's simply unreasonable! You don't care about the state's public assets. Are you trying to resist arrest?"
A pair of shoes suddenly flew out of the crowd, and no one knew who had lost them. They happened to hit Lan Tianling on the forehead, knocking his official hat off.
Lan Tianling's face was blood red, he almost lost his breath with anger, his lips were trembling: "It's so lawless, you just wait for me...wait..."
But after "waiting" for a long time, no reason came out.
He's not stupid either. Look who are the people fighting there?
Chai Lingwu, the Prince Consort and Prince Consort of Xiangyang County, Fang Jun, the second son of Fang Xuanling, Zhang Shenwei, the eldest son of Zhang Liang, Duke of Yun, Tang Shanshi, the Fifth Prince and Prince Consort of Prince Tang Jian of Ju State...
Watching the battle were King Li Tai of Wei, Princess Han, and Mrs. Fang Xuanling, Mrs. Lu...
For this group of people, all laws are nonsense. As the so-called doctors of the Ministry of Punishment, these people are above the law! The only thing that can cure them is His Majesty's golden words.
But will Your Majesty punish them?
Treatment is definitely a cure, but how? Even a fool knows, it's just a symbolic slap on the board and a few curse words.
His Majesty has always been very kind to his nobles and nobles, but he has cultivated the arrogant and domineering character of the descendants of these noble nobles. They are not afraid of anything, regard the law as nothing, and do whatever they want to cause trouble. They have become "pests" recognized by the people of Chang'an City.
At this moment, there was a noise outside the temple gate, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, and another group of men and horses came in with a fierce attack. The leader yelled from three feet away: "Who the hell took the courage of a leopard?" , Dare to disturb my Aunt Fang?"
The man walked vigorously, ran over in a few steps, and yelled, "Hit me!"
They rushed down the mountain like tigers and rushed into the battle group. The followers behind them were shouting that they were not willing to be left behind. They didn't care who was a yamen servant or not. They just went up and beat them. Sometimes they were so stunned that they couldn't tell which house belonged to one house and which belonged to another house. Let's fight first and then talk about it. The situation of the battle suddenly expanded and turned into a mess.
When Lantian Ling saw the visitor, he thought to himself, "Isn't this Li Siwen, the second son of the British Duke Li Ji?" Suddenly he patted his forehead speechlessly, okay, now the "Four Pests of Chang'an" have gathered together...
What are the "Four Pests of Chang'an"?
In the past, there were three beautiful young men in the city of Chang'an who were jokingly called the "Three Young Masters of Chang'an" by the citizens. They were Li Siwen, the second son of Li Ji, Chai Lingwu, the second son of Chai Shao, and Hou Shijie, the only son of Hou Junji.
These three people are all young and handsome, with prominent family backgrounds, and their talents are outstanding among the younger generation. However, they are vain, greedy for pleasure, bully, aggressive, and aggressive, and the public dares to be angry but dare not speak out.
However, Fang Xuanling's second son, Fang Jun, has suddenly emerged recently and caused several major disasters one after another. His reputation has skyrocketed, and some good people have lumped him in with the "Third Young Master of Chang'an" and jokingly called him the "Fourth Young Master of Chang'an". few".
There are people who take one word from each of their names and call them the "Civil and Military Heroes, the Four Young Masters of Chang'an", but in private, more people call them the "Four Harms of Chang'an"...
Lan Tianling burst into tears and secretly thought that the name "Four Pests of Chang'an" was so apt. I will be killed by these four bastards...
Like Chang'an Ling Zhou Fu, Lantian Ling did not want to get involved in this matter, but he did not have Zhou Fu's connections, and there was no one like Ma Zhou in the cabinet center to pass the message to the top to change the perspective and escape from it, so he could only force himself. Scalp anti-thunder…
Why is it called "anti-thunder"?
It is the responsibility of Lan Tianling to ignore the shitty thing in front of him. To let it go is to neglect his duty and serious dereliction of duty. But if he does, he really can't. There is a great god behind each of these young boys. He Who can a Lantian Ling with small arms and thin legs be able to move? You can't say that if you mishandle someone, you will offend a great person, and then there will be no place to cry...
