Chen Yushi, who had been recuperating at home for several days, finally felt that his body had improved a lot, and his head, which had been groggy all day, gradually regained its clarity.
Today I was finally going to return to normal life, preparing to go to the government office, and stood in front of the bronze mirror.
Looking at his face, he saw that the bruises had dissipated a lot, and there were still some, but they no longer affected his majesty as an iron-clad censor.
However, what is deplorable is that one of his back molars is missing. In the future, he will have to rely on the other side for success.
Touching his face, Chen Yushi couldn't help but secretly hate him, and cursed the damn vulgar martial artist.
In my heart, I couldn't help but regret a little. If I hadn't activated the taunting skill that day in the tattoo shop, I might not have had to suffer such a blow.
But then again, since I received this beating, I have been regarded as an idol by the young censors in the censor team.
After all, that young man was Quan Huan Tongguan's stepson, and he was beaten by Quan Huan's stepson, which showed that he was not at odds with Quan Huan's treacherous ministers.
Such a personality will surely help him gain more reputation among the censor team and young officials.
However, the price paid is really too high. Such physical damage will never be repaired in a lifetime.
Thinking of this, Chen Yushi let out a long sigh, and then he stopped his thoughts and left home, heading towards the government office.
After receiving a lot of praise, the superior supervisor also arranged a relatively easy job for Chen Yushi.
He was just wandering the streets, partnering with another censor, and wandering around Bianliang City in Tokyo.
Of course, this is also a serious job. Their work includes but is not limited to inspecting the security situation in Bianliang City, Tokyo.
More importantly, they also patrolled to see if any officials dared to violate court laws, such as blatantly going to restaurants to eat and drink.
Because according to Song law, it is illegal for officials to go to restaurants to eat and drink, and they will be dismissed from office.
However, such regulations have long since collapsed in the current Song Dynasty.
If we really want to strictly investigate, the official of the Song Dynasty who always got into the bed of the master's girl was a typical criminal who knew the law.
Nowadays, as long as they, the censors, see officials eating and drinking in restaurants, there is no problem as long as it is not during working hours.
What's more, they, the censors, have already begun to lead a life of debauchery and debauchery. If they don't take a stroll around the Goulan Pavilion at night, it seems as if something is missing in their lives.
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At this moment, there seemed to be a fierce conflict ahead, and Chen Yushi quickly asked his followers to go and see what was going on.
Not long after the meeting, my followers rushed over in shock to report that there were two groups ahead that were having a large-scale brawl.
It is said that because of the football match the day before yesterday, one party bribed the players of another football club, causing the other club to lose a lot of property due to the disastrous defeat.
But today, the losing club rushed over with murderous intent to demand an explanation. Why couldn't the winner spit out the meat in his mouth?
Ever since, what started as a verbal dispute between the two sides has now developed into a group fight with fists and fists.
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"Brother, look..." Chen Yushi heard that both sides had gathered twenty or thirty people, and they were currently fighting in a group. He couldn't help but subconsciously look at the old censor beside him.
The forty-year-old old censor beside him stroked his long beard, he was very experienced and authentic.
"You and I need to be steady first. Someone is coming. You quickly go to Kaifeng Mansion and call the policeman over."
"After those officers deal with it, it's time to show up to my brother."
After hearing what the old censor said, Chen Yushi nodded with deep understanding.
I am afraid that even if the two of them join forces, they may not be the opponents of a member of the football club, so there is no need to show this shame.
At this moment, on the second floor of the restaurant, Tong Zhisheng was proudly showing off his half-completed tattoo to Cai Laoliu in front of him.
This situation has been going on for several days. After all, if you want to have "The Analects of Confucius" tattooed on your body, you have to meet the requirements.
Just like now, Cai Laoliu saw Tong Zhisheng with his entire upper body exposed, and a big sign on his chest.
On the back of the right hand is a large Chinese character "Li", and on the back along the spine, there are five characters "Benevolence, Righteousness, Reason, Faith", each of which is nearly two inches in diameter, with thick ink and sharp colors.
Seeing that Cai Laoliu couldn't help but applaud him for striking the case, he thought of this vulgar warrior, using his fists to convince people with reason, with a noble voice in his chest, and benevolence, righteousness, reason and benevolence on his back.
Haha, Cai Laoliu was just a little bit involved. If his father, who was a scholar, saw that he dared to do this.
He will definitely be able to jump three feet high, and he will be so excited that he throws down the ruler and picks up a rafter and beats the shit out of himself.
Cai Laoliu looked at Tong Zhisheng's tattoos with envy when he thought of his biological father's angry look.
If I hadn't been weak in resisting beatings, I would have wanted to get a tattoo like this all over my body, just to piss off my own father who likes to treat me, the Qilin son of the Cai family, like trash all day long.
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"In the past few days, the Sa family has become more and more uncomfortable. I am afraid that it will take another three days to complete everything..."
Tong Zhisheng said this proudly, raising his arms and making a gesture similar to the beauty of muscles and strength displayed in later bodybuilding competitions.
Then he saw a gourd flying towards him, and then hit Tong Zhisheng on the forehead with a crisp sound.
As soon as the gourd was broken, the liquid inside the gourd splashed out. In an instant, it directly smeared Tong Zhisheng's face. The official uniform of Cai Laoliu, who was standing in front of him, was also stained and stained on his face.
Instantly, a stench spread throughout the room.
Tong Zhisheng was so angry that he immediately took the wine bottle from the table and poured it down, washed away the dirt, and took a look.
I saw people fighting each other below, and I also saw that both sides seemed to have prepared this kind of liquid bomb. From time to time, one would be thrown out, which was enough to make people dodge in fear.
"Wow, wow, what straight bitch threw this filth! Stand up for Sajia."
On the second floor, a roar came from Tong Zhisheng. As a result, the two sides were fighting each other lively.
Even if someone was accidentally injured and cursed, these people who were fighting in groups would not have the time to pay attention to them.
Seeing the tacit agreement between the two parties to ignore themselves and Tong Zhisheng, Tong Zhisheng, who was retching, was also furious.
"Hit them, hit me!"
Tong Zhisheng, who grew up with a coward, saw that Cai Laoliu was even scared today. As the son of a powerful eunuch and a traitorous official, he was responsible for the force of the trio, how could he lag behind others.
He let out a strange scream, jumped down from the second floor, and roared.
"Monks don't lie. If the Sa family allows you to walk straight out of this street today, the Sa family will kowtow to you."
(End of chapter)
