MTL - Full-level Medical Repair Returns To True and False Thousand Gold Texts-Chapter 230 No guarantee (two more)

   Chapter 230 No guarantee (two more)

   Yusi saw that there were several Tianfu soldiers outside the cell, and his spirits lifted.

  The Tianfu Army is the pro-army of the British government. It is the elite of the elite. It was trained by the British government of all dynasties and has always been loyal to the British government.

  Brother-in-law brought Tianfu army personal soldiers to pick him up, even Jinyiwei couldn't stop him!

   The younger sister had a way to coax her brother-in-law.

   "Let's go." Fang Huairui said to Yu Si in an unintelligible way, turning to the side.

   For Yu Si, these two words are equivalent to an affirmative answer.

  Brother-in-law really came to pick him up!

   Yu Si's waist straightened even more. He glanced sarcastically at He Lie outside the cell, and sighed again: "Brother-in-law, the Yu family was wronged, and the emperor was blinded by the traitor and beat me up."

   "My Yu family and the Fang family have the same surname, so this matter can't be left alone!"

   He spoke with impassioned impassioned meaning that the emperor dared to treat their Yu family like this, but he did not take the British government seriously and asked the British to vent their anger on their Yu family.

The words    "idiot" were already on Fang Huairui's mouth, and he finally swallowed them.

   Fang Huairui's thick moustache covered the disdain on his lips, his eyes were cold and disgusting, and he thought to himself: His wife and brother-in-law are really ignorant, and now he is still dreaming in the daytime, and wants to beat the emperor!

   Such an idiot still wants to rebel? !

   Wasn't instigated by someone...

   Fang Huairui's mouth twitched, he waved his hand to the few Tianfu soldiers behind him and made a gesture, and said again, "Take it away!" The voice was cold and harsh.

   Yu Si was confused, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

  Two Tianfu Army personal soldiers strode into the cell with their heads held high, and forcefully escorted Yu Si out. At the same time, the other two personal soldiers escorted Shang Qing from another cell.

   Fang Huairui bowed his hands to He Lie politely: "Farewell."

   "..." He Lie watched Fang Huairui and his party leave with a complicated expression.

   The top honors and nobles who followed the founding of the Taizu like the Duke of England and Duke Chengguo were always arrogant, but today the Duke of England is so polite to him, it is obvious whose face is this for.

   The eldest prince has some tricks.

  He Lie came out of the prison while thinking.

   The warm winter sun hangs high in the blue sky, and the sun shines directly at him, slightly dazzling, He Lie can't help but narrow his eyes.

   "Commander," a Jin Yiwei hurried over and said, "Xiao Shoufu is here."

  Xiao Shoufu is the first assistant of the current cabinet and also serves as the minister of the Ministry of Personnel.

   In the last few years of the late emperor's reign, the dragon's body went from bad to worse, but instead of letting the crown prince supervise the country, he handed over the affairs of the state to Shoufu. Xiao Shoufu held the cabinet and had enormous power. He was not a prime minister, but he became a "true prime minister".

   "Yo, what a rare visitor." He Lie raised his thick black eyebrows, not surprisingly, Fang Zheng's chin was slightly raised, and he looked towards the door.

  The gate of Fusi in Beizhen was full of noise. Seven or eight carriages surrounded the street and the air was full of gunpowder.

   "Prince British, the case has not yet been concluded, how can the execution be executed now?!"

   A majestic voice came from a two-horse black lacquer-carved flat-top carriage, and the curtain on one side of the carriage was lifted halfway, revealing an old face.

   It was an old man in his sixties, with a goatee on his chin and a few deep ravines between his brows. He looked at Fang Huairui outside the carriage with a solemn expression, not anger and self-righteousness.

  Shoufu came from the Xiao family in Qingzhou. He did not take the imperial examinations, but was recommended by the Yuan family. The late emperor personally invited him to become an official in the court.

   has skyrocketed since then, and in just five years, he joined the cabinet.

   Outside the carriage, several officials from aristocratic families stopped in front of Fang Huairui, righteously agreeing:

   "Mr. Xiao's remarks are very true. There are many suspicious points in this case, so how can you execute this sentence?"

   "Mr. Britain, you are too impatient."

   "In such a hurry to execute the execution, I think that 'some people' want to cover up something."

  “…”

As soon as these officials heard the news that the eldest prince ordered the British public supervisor to be executed, they came here immediately, for fear that if Yu Si would be killed one step later, they would no longer have to fight whether to protect the Yu family or the Feng family. .

   "What did you say?" Ru Si, who was beside the prison car, turned pale and asked in a sharp voice.

  It turned out that his brother-in-law was not here to save him at all.

   Not only did he not come to save him, but he came to kill him!

   "Fang Huairui, are you going to kill me?!" Yu Si pointed at Fang Huairui angrily and shouted, his eyes were frightened and his heart was cold, "I am Ming Feng's uncle!"

   "You are so ruthless to the Yue family, so you are not afraid... um."

   Yu Si's words didn't have a chance to continue, Fang Huairui only made a gesture, and Yu Si's mouth was rudely blocked with a sweat towel.

  Yu Si is a scholar, and he has no power to hold a chicken. In front of the strong Tianfu army personal soldiers, he has no power to fight back, and he was quickly taken to the prison cart.

Shangqing was taken to another prison car. His hair was scattered like a beggar, and his Taoist robe was torn and tattered. The burns on his skin were faintly visible. similar.

   "The hexagram of death, it is the hexagram of death." Shangqing's mouth recited words, and the descriptions were vague and crazy.

  Fang Huairui didn't look at Yu Si and Shangqing at all, and didn't care what they were muttering.

   To him, Yu Si and Shang Qing were already dead.

   His real opponent is a living person, a noble family headed by Xiao Shoufu in front of him.

   This is exactly what the First Prince intended for him to be executed.

"Does Xiao Shoufu want to teach me to do business?" Fang Huairui's sharp eyes glanced at the shrimp soldiers and crab generals around, and shot directly at Xiao Shoufu in the carriage, saying in a rough voice, "Cenchen and military generals are irrelevant, Xiao The first assistant's hand is too long, so wide!"

   He is not afraid of offending people at all, and every word has a thorn.

  Let him do this prison and beheading officials, and he will definitely offend these noble families. It is better to offend them to the end, so that these noble families hate him, and they will not all go to the emperor.

  Fang Huairui snorted coldly, poked out his ears deliberately, and said coldly, "How do you say that?"

   The two personal soldiers beside him laughed and said, "The dog takes the mouse!"

"have a finger in the pie!"

   Fang Huairui brought all his cronies, and at this moment, he sang in harmony with him, very tacit understanding.

  Xiao Shoufu has been in the court for decades, and he usually faces most of the civil servants who are literate. He has always disdainful and lazy to deal with nobles such as British princes who are still mud-legged and pig-killers.

   Listening to these rude people's laughter, Xiao Shoufu's face was not very good-looking, and he stared at Fang Huairui unpleasantly and said, "What if this official has to stop it?"

"Xiao Shoufu can give it a try." Fang Huai Ruidong turned on his horse neatly, and looked down at Xiao Shoufu from the high horseback, "This master has always kept his word, and he will definitely punish people at three o'clock noon. cut."

   "Even if the emperor agrees to a reprieve, this duke will not agree. Today, this duke will kill his relatives righteously."

   When Yu Si in the prison van heard that he was going to be beheaded at three o'clock in the afternoon, he was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.

   His body was leaning against the railing of the prison cart, shaking like a sieve, and he had long lost the calmness he had in the cell before.

   At this moment, Yu Si was really scared, feeling that the cold guillotine seemed to be hanging above his neck.

   "You..." Xiao Shoufu in the carriage trembled with anger, his goatee trembled, and gritted his teeth, "Fang Huairui, do you have to go your own way?"

   "It's still early, you have confidence that the sky will not change?!"

   Xiao Shoufu pointed to the rising sun outside the window, making a pun.

   In my heart, I felt that the British man was simply stupid. At this time, he had to carry on with King Kang, and he had to stand on the emperor's side. His brain was broken!

   "It's getting late." Fang Huairui was also meaningful, and said coldly and arrogantly, "If it's too late, I'll miss the auspicious time."

   "Good dog won't stand in the way. Believe it or not, Shoufu Xiao, even if this gentleman kills you on the spot, this gentleman will be fine."

   "When Duke Cheng killed Yang Shineng, the late emperor never convicted him."

   "The blood on my hands is more than the salt you have eaten!"

   Fang Huairui pulled the reins, and the brown horse under his crotch kicked his front hooves high against Xiao Shoufu in a demonstration, as if he wanted to push iron hooves on the opponent's face.

  The rough air from the horses almost swept Xiao Shoufu's face, causing him to instinctively step back, showing a bit of embarrassment as he fled.

   Fang Huairui on horseback naturally noticed this, raised his head and laughed wantonly, and dropped a word: "Go!"

   The personal soldiers he brought from behind immediately followed with two prison carts.

   After a while, only Xiao Shoufu and his party were left at the gate of Fusi in Beizhen.

   Xiao Shoufu in the carriage looked at Fang Huairui's back as he rode his horse away, his mouth and even his chin tense.

  British man is a martial artist with five big and three rough. If such a scumbag starts to go crazy, he will really use a knife...

   "What a reckless man!" Xiao Shoufu gritted his teeth, his beard trembled again, and his eyes were uncertain.

   As far as he knew, Duke Ying went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation before coming to Beizhen Fusi, and he did not know what means the eldest prince used to subdue Duke Yingying.

  Xungui represents military power. In addition to the Tianfu army, the tiger talisman in his hand can mobilize 400,000 Liaodong troops. If he is determined to go to the emperor and the first prince...

   is not very good.

   Xiao Shoufu's heart sank and murmured, "That's it."

  The Yu family will definitely not be able to keep it.

  Xiao Shoufu let out a long breath, and looked at Fang Huairui's back with deep eyes until the other party disappeared at the end of the street.

  Fang Huairui took the prison cart and went directly to Caishikou.

  Cashikou was very lively, with a huge crowd of people. The people saw the notice posted by the First Prince and knew that Yu Si and Shangqing would be executed today, so they came to watch the fun.

   When the two heads fell to the ground, there was a burst of cheers calling "Long live" from the onlookers.

  The golden sunlight poured down and sprinkled on the two dead heads. The ground was quickly stained with blood, and a strong smell of blood filled the air and drifted away with the wind.

   In the distance, an unremarkable blue-covered carriage was parked on the street.

The blue curtain of the carriage opened a gap several inches wide, and a dark red curtain embroidered with dark patterns of flames could be vaguely seen inside. People reverie.

   (end of this chapter)