Sitting in a wheelchair, Lu Fan looked like a young gentleman with a friendly smile.
However, in the eyes of Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan, this smile is extremely vicious.
The disabled son of the Lu family who stays behind closed doors all year round...
Was it so scary
"Lu... Young Master Lu."
Liu Ye squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Zhu Yishan opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, he originally wanted to report his family name, but in this situation, it is useless to report his family name, and even... he died faster.
Chen Beixun, on the other hand, looked quite tough, sitting upright on the weed-covered floor of the prison cell, closing his eyes and resting his mind.
Even if Lu Fan went on a killing spree, he wasn't afraid.
He was not only a member of the Beiluo Chen family, but also a disciple of the Sword Sect. If Lu Fan moved him, he would need to consider whether the Sword Sect would turn Beiluo City upside down.
It was because of this that Lu Changkong could not move the three great families.
Therefore, Chen Beixun was very calm, and the old god was there.
He won't be in this cell for long, as long as he doesn't plead guilty, Lu Fan will naturally send him back to Chen's residence obediently.
Both Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's breathing became low.
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair with a calm expression on his face.
After killing the Confucian scholars, the iron-blooded army gathered behind Luo Cheng. Luo Cheng lightly pressed the knife, and the iron-blooded army also fell silent.
In the prison cell, the smell of blood was strong, and the intent of killing was rolling.
Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan were already so frightened that their legs went limp.
Chen Beixun still kept his eyes closed.
He acted very calm, but in fact he was flustered inside.
Lu Fan's brutality and decisiveness were beyond his imagination.
These were dozens of famous Confucian scholars, and Lu Fan killed them all when he said they would kill them.
Once it gets out, the whole Dazhou will shake!
The Confucianists in the court and in the middle of the country will definitely impeach Lu Fan and Lu Changkong crazily.
Finally, in the quiet cell, Lu Fan laughed.
Afterwards, the wheelchair automatically turned around, Lu Fan turned his back to Liu Ye and Chen Beixun, and wished the three of them Yishan.
"I know what your confidence is... the sword sect, right?"
"Luo Cheng, escort them."
Lu Fan said.
Luo Cheng took the order and sent people to escort the three of them.
Yiyue pushed the wheelchair and walked slowly.
Behind him, Luo Cheng led the Iron Blood Army to follow. Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan, and Chen Beixun were all wearing cold white knives around their necks, preventing them from making any moves.
After leaving the prison of the Lu Mansion, he came to the main street of Beiluo City.
On the long street in Beiluo City, the people who didn't know why retreated to both sides of the long street, watching the team with curiosity and awe.
On the long street.
The Jagged Army was still stained with the undried blood of Confucian scholars.
Pressing the knife, lined up in an orderly formation, walking slowly, every step of the step, seems to make the ground vibrate.
The group of people had a clear goal and went straight to the three great families.
Liu Mansion, a mansion comparable to the luxury of Chen's mansion.
Yiyue Humei, with a serious face, pushed the wheelchair without rushing.
Nie Zhangqing followed Lu Fan with a knife in his hand, and Ni Yu carried a chessboard and an umbrella, not daring to show his breath. She knew that the young master seemed to be about to do something big.
Luo Cheng led the Iron Blood Army to follow Lu Fan.
Before the Liu Mansion, the quietness was a bit scary.
A group of people stopped.
Lu Fan propped his chin with one hand, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked forward lightly.
The gate of Liu's mansion was closed.
Like a turtle hiding in its shell.
suddenly.
On the long street, there was a messy sound resounding, but in the distance, there were dark crowds walking on the wide long street with farm tools and hatchets in hand.
Luo Cheng's eyes were fixed, and he stepped in front of Lu Fan.
Yiyue Humei's face was even more fierce, and she put her hand on the long whip at her waist.
The Jagged Army also grasped their weapons tightly.
This is a group of people under the merchants, carrying farm tools and hatchets, gathered together, they are filled with righteous indignation, and there are a few Confucian scholars with red eyes, talking about something righteously.
In general, Lu Fan killed Confucian scholars indiscriminately, wanted to occupy Beiluo City's property, and displaced the people.
The anger of the masses was mobilized.
All kinds of slogans were shouted loudly.
On both sides of the long street, some people who are not very clear about the truth and like to watch the excitement have also been mobilized and joined the crusade lineup one after another. If something can really happen, there will be a bragging talk afterwards.
The lineup that was originally only a few hundred people suddenly doubled to almost a thousand people.
Thousands of people shouted in unison, and the shouts were so loud that they almost became one piece.
It was like thunder exploding, shocking people's hearts.
"Bold!"
Luo Cheng drew out his long knife, glared angrily, and roared loudly.
Yi Yue's face was ugly, and she clenched her long whip tightly.
Nie Changqing was also quite horrified.
Lu Fan was very indifferent, looking at this group of mobs who seemed to be about to revolt, a little playful.
…
Chen Fu.
On a nanmu round table, exquisite food and wine are placed.
All kinds of dishes are dazzling.
On the round table, there are several people sitting around, they are holding wine glasses, toasting to each other.
Several of them carried sword boxes on their backs, and hidden swords in the box, and their temperament was quite fierce.
"The city lord's mansion is approaching menacingly, but water can carry a boat and capsize it. In the thirteen counties of the Great Zhou Dynasty, are there still few incidents of people raising poles and killing officials?"
"Lu Changkong left the city and went to Beijing. Now there is no owner in Beiluo City. His son with a disabled leg dares to show off in the market. He massacred famous Confucian scholars on Beiluo Lake, occupied the Zuichen Pavilion, and even arrested the sons of three families. He did all kinds of bad things..."
"Heh... he is courting death."
A middle-aged literati with three swords on his back drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and said with a faint smile.
On the wine table, there were sneers one after another.
At the wine table, there were the principals of Liu and Zhu, many masters of the Sword Sect, and many large and small merchants in Beiluo City that were related to people's livelihood.
The principals of the Liu and Zhu families had smiles on their faces, and the Sword Sect stood behind the Chen family, but now, Lu Fan directly arrested Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan and Chen Beixun, it was equal to the three great families Completely torn face.
And they could only use their means to deal with Lu Fan.
They teamed up with merchants, big and small, and spent a lot of money to hire gangsters in Beiluo City, as well as some idle tenants, and gathered on the long street to make trouble.
It would be even better if Lu Changkong's crippled son could be killed in the chaos.
They are not unfamiliar with this kind of thing. Nowadays, there are frequent chaos in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is not uncommon for local officials of the court to be beaten to death by angry people. Of course, most of them are led by the family station.
On the nanmu round table, everyone smiled at each other and raised their glasses.
…
A dense mass of people.
Some of these slick-looking ruffians were hired by merchants, and they performed their duties with due diligence, raising their arms and shouting, which aroused the enthusiasm of the people.
Unknown why, people who don't know the reason joined in, making this torrent even stronger.
Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, playing with a chess piece, and glanced at the leading Confucian scholar, with a cold arc on the corner of his mouth.
Hire so many hooligans and lead such a big show.
The three aristocratic families are afraid that they will also bleed profusely.
Chen Beixun, who was being escorted, suddenly laughed.
His beautiful beard blows in the wind.
"Lu Ping'an, have you seen it... This is the price and fate of moving us!"
"Hundreds of masters are in charge of the major defense cities, and Beiluo City will be controlled by the Sword Sect. This is the general trend of the world, and you can't stop it!"
Chen Beixun smiled awe-inspiringly.
Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan seemed to see hope, and their eyes lit up.
The waist bar actually gradually straightened.
They seem to have found confidence.
Waiting for Lu Fan to send them back to the family under the pressure brought by the Sword Sect.
wheelchair.
Lu Fan didn't even look at Chen Beixun.
He just turned his head and looked at Luo Cheng.
"These people... are they guilty?"
Lu Fan said lightly.
Luo Cheng narrowed his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
Lu Fan said that what he was going to do next... would be violent.
so…
Luo Cheng put his hand on the long knife at his waist, raised his head, and looked at the many people, his eyes gradually became indifferent.
"Gathering a crowd to rebel with a murder weapon in hand is a felony!"
Luo Cheng's words fell.
The long street was a little quiet, and the voices of the noisy people were suppressed.
After a while, the thousands of people who had gathered suddenly burst into an uproar.
Most people don't have the courage to bear the charge of treason.
Those people who joined because of the excitement and wanted to increase their bragging and talking, suddenly turned pale with fright, and many of them ran away in a scrambling manner.
The crowd of people gathered was much less.
Most of the rest are ruffians and mobs jointly hired by the three major families and joint merchants.
The Confucian scholars and literati in the lead trembled in their hearts.
He shouted loudly: "I'm waiting for the crowd to seek justice! You, Lu Pingan, forcibly occupy the Zuichen Pavilion. Today you can occupy the Zuichen Pavilion. In the future, you can occupy other shops and restaurants. In this world... but Wang Fa! Our actions are not treason! The law does not blame the public, but justice... "
wheelchair.
Lu Fan raised his head, and his eyes fell on the Confucian scholar who spoke.
The movement of rubbing the chess pieces froze.
With a jade-like complexion, the corners of his mouth raised lightly, he let out a breath, and said lightly:
"If you say you are rebellious, you are rebellious..."
"To be fair, you deserve it too?"
"Lao Luo, what should I do if I rebel against you?"
Luo Cheng's gaze was like a torch, and he slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist. The sound of the blade and scabbard rubbing was harsh.
"The crime... deserves to be punished!"
Four words popped out of his mouth.
Lu Fan chuckled.
"Then... let's kill them all."
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