Brother Guancha interrupted the cross talk performance between the two, and said with a wry smile: "You can't say this first, the Guo family's petition clearly states that it is precisely because of that matter that Mr. Fan holds a grudge, that's why he blocked the street and committed murder in the middle of the night."
Mrs. Liu asked Fan Xian, "What was the result in the restaurant?"
"I broke the nose of one of his guards." Fan Xian blamed himself.
"Are you okay?"
"How can I have something to do? Everyone in the restaurant saw it at the time, and I am a person who refuses to suffer."
Mrs. Liu sighed, turned her head and said to the guard: "Listen, those who hold a grudge are naturally the ones who suffer. Our young master has taken advantage of it, so can you still hold a grudge?"
The guards have always only listened to the nonsense of the litigator in the courtroom, but they have never seen the posture of defending themselves before going to court, and they have long been dumbfounded, and don't know what to say. Liu Shi stretched out her finger without fuss, and there was an extra bank note in the officer's hand, and his eyes lit up at a glance.
Mrs. Liu has already responded with the self-respect and nobility that a lady should have, and said lightly: "We will go to this yamen, we are going to see what the Guo family is playing. But we can't go at this time, you go back and tell Mr. Mei, whenever that Mr. Guo goes to court, our family will go to the court to confront him."
One of the guards thought this was against the rules, there was no reason why he came to pick up someone but returned with a hand of bank notes, and was about to speak, but was stopped by the little boss, who said yes, and hurried out of Fan's residence.
The Fan Mansion finally returned to tranquility, and there was no one else in the flower hall except Mrs. Liu and Fan Xian. Fan Xian smiled and looked at Mrs. Liu, thinking in his heart, it would be great if this was not his enemy. He saw the other party's methods today, and he felt a little appreciation for no reason. The Guo family staged a surprise attack, and the father in the mansion was not there. The Liu family was able to handle it clearly. It is a trivial matter not to lose the situation. The key is to buy a lot of time to deal with it.
Sure enough, Liu Shi took a sip of tea and asked lightly: "Why did you do this?"
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Father has always hoped that I would quickly become famous in the capital. I thought about it, and writing poems and essays is really meaningless. If I could have a lawsuit with the current court's calligrapher, I would definitely You will become famous much faster." This is of course a joke.
"You can fight as you like, and you have to reveal your identity to fight. It seems that you won't find it troublesome." There was a trace of anger in Liu's words.
Fan Xian replied respectfully: "I just want to vent my anger. If the beating person is not allowed to know that I did it, how can I vent my anger?"
Mrs. Liu glanced at him, and felt that the handsome boy in front of her was many times better than her own son. Although it seemed that he was doing some domineering things on the surface, but looking at his demeanor and stability, he knew that he knew it naturally. , couldn't help sighing, feeling a little lost.
Fan Xian didn't know what she was thinking, and asked curiously with a slight smile: "Auntie, why did you help me earlier?"
Mrs. Liu raised her head slowly, and there were already some thin lines on the edges of her eyebrows and eyes. She seemed a little surprised that the young man could speak so directly, and after thinking for a while, she replied quietly: "Although my surname is Liu, I am from the Fan family. .”
Fan Xian stared into her eyes, knowing that this woman had to believe everything she said, but he didn't know how to respond.
The flower hall was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.
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"Master Mei is my father's protégé. I have already sent someone to get the letter. Your father should have gotten the news by now. I believe nothing will happen. At most, I will pay them a few taels of silver." Liu closed her eyes, It seemed a little tired, "Let the housekeeper accompany you to the capital in the afternoon. Fujikokyo followed you last night, so don't follow you to the government office today, so as not to be too ostentatious."
Fan Xian looked at Liu's still beautiful cheeks with some curiosity, and really couldn't understand why such a woman with a background in her family and such a capable woman would be willing to marry her father as a concubine.
After noon, the Fan Manor had already prepared everything. The places that needed to be taken care of had been taken care of, and the route to be taken had been notified in advance. Another person was sent to inquire clearly. Guo Baokun had already been carried to the court on a stretcher. Only then did the Liu family arrange carriages in an orderly manner, send some men to surround Fan Xian, and drive towards the government office like a victorious general.
Fan Xian, who was sitting in the carriage, didn't care much about this trip to court. He hit Guo Baokun to vent his anger. He wanted to hit Ruoruo the first time he noticed that Ruoruo's eyes were not right. Being verbally insulted by the other party at Prince Jing's Poetry Conference made him even more determined to fight. It's just that when I first entered the capital, there was such a big commotion. Although I also reserved some means, I was still afraid that it would be difficult to end after staying for a while.
But he still wants to fight, beating is a method, the key is to see what kind of effect beating can achieve. The reason why Fan Xian wanted to fight Guo Baokun was based on three reasons: First, he wanted to take a look at what kind of strength his father had hidden in the officialdom in Kyoto, so that he could make arrangements for the future. His father always treated him in these respects. Concealed, if you ask directly, it is definitely impossible to get a clear answer, and at the same time, it can confirm a certain question hidden in the deepest part of Fan Xian's heart. The second is to splash some dirty water on himself. In any case, going to court seems to confirm Fan Xian's image of a domineering and unreasonable dude, and this is exactly what Fan Xian hopes, because he is carefully controlling To a certain extent, "Gongzhong"'s favorability towards her—although she was a genius at the request of her father, but she was always planning to make her notorious and make "Gongzhong" voluntarily withdraw her engagement—all for the sake of the little sister with chicken legs.
The third reason is very simple: Guo Baokun really deserves a beating.
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When he came outside the yamen, Fan Xian was taken aback. Looking at the excited crowd outside the red wooden fence, he was extremely puzzled. With the help of several servants who opened the way, he managed to squeeze in with difficulty. Standing on the cool stone slab in the courtroom, looking at the wall behind the case with a picture of a red sun rising from the East China Sea, and the gloomy torture sticks standing around him, he secretly cried out, thinking that he would come to the Beijing Higher People's Court Yes, it was a worthwhile trip.
Looking back, I found that the people in Kyoto were more excited than myself, pushing forward desperately, trying to occupy a better position, and a few bachelors who were professional spectators were about to sit on the red fence.
Fan Xian asked curiously about Zheng Tuo, the Qing guest sent by the Liu family to follow him. This Mr. Zheng was a famous criminal master in the south of the Yangtze River many years ago. It is most appropriate to send him.
Zheng Tuo explained with a smile: "People in the capital are very courageous. Don't look at a poor man. Maybe he is some poor relative of the Duke of the state, so no one will be afraid of anyone. Like today... the Shangshu is in a lawsuit with the servant's family. , It’s really rare, and no one wants to miss this kind of excitement.”
Fan Xian thought to himself, are you guys here to watch blockbuster movies? Shaking his head with some headaches. Zheng Tuo asked softly from the side: "Master, although I have already confronted you in the mansion before, I have to ask you one last time, did you do this matter? Naturally, you can't admit it in front of the mansion master, but Tell me the truth, and I can talk about it later."
Fan Xian said sincerely, "Mr. Zheng, I dare not hide this from you. I really didn't hit that Mr. Guo." Zheng Tuo looked at the kind and honest face of the handsome young man, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder lightly. ,Express appreciation.
After a while, Fan Xian's long-awaited shouts of authority finally sounded, and the governor, Mei Zhili, walked around from the back hall with a frame in his hand, and sat down firmly. After a while, a mummy was also sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed out from the back hall, followed by a lawyer who was shaking a paper fan. When Fan Xian saw the mummy, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, thinking how could he have acted so hard, the dignified Shangshufu actually used this little trick to gain sympathy.
The mummy is naturally Mr. Guo Baokun who was beaten up in a daze. He was in pain all over his body, especially the bridge of his nose, which was still extremely painful. The doctor's treatment didn't help much at all. He didn't know, Fan Xian In the end, some dark energy was sent into the fist. The true energy in Fan Xian's body was different from the common ones in the world.
Guo Baokun saw Fan Xian standing in the courtroom like a normal person, with a fierce look in his eyes exposed through the gauze, as if he wanted to choose someone and devour him. Fan Xian pretended not to see this, looked at the lawyer who was waving his fan, and asked Zheng Tuo in a low voice, only to find out that the other party was Song Shiren, a well-known figure in Beijing, who had always been of bad conduct and only worked for high-ranking officials. So there is a name, called "rich mouth".
Yin Mei Zhili of Kyoto Prefecture, who was sitting tall, slapped the gavel in his hand. The sound of the slap was extremely clear. No one wants to miss out on a good show.
"Who is in the hall?" Mei Zhili asked slowly, he had already been notified by both sides, and he knew it in his heart, but these superficial kung fus naturally had to be done slowly in accordance with the rules, sweeping away the officials with full authority. He glanced at these characters in the courtroom.
No matter who you are, in this Kyoto government office, you have to listen to me.