The happy life of a prodigal

If Fang Xiu couldn't withstand Yang Ming's sword attack, he would come forward to persuade him to make peace, maybe he could let Fang Xiu tell him the content of the secret decree.

if......

If there is no other kind of if, what kind of resistance can a playboy who only knows how to bully men and women have the power to resist the long sword?

Thinking of this, King Ning quietly took two steps back, giving way to an open space, and watched Yang Ming walk towards Fang Xiu step by step with great interest.

"Fang Xiu!"

Being ignored again, Yang Ming was already extremely angry, his eyes were red, as if he was about to spew out fire, he gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence: "Die to me!"

Accompanied by this angry roar.

Yang Ming raised the long sword in his hand high, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and slashed at Fang Xiu.

Looking at this scene, Fang Xiu only felt a little funny.

Judging by this guy's actions, it should be his first time holding a sword.

Such a slow speed, not to mention him who has been in the society for many years in his previous life, even if he randomly pulls two street gangsters from the street, he will not take it to heart...

At the moment when the long sword fell, Fang Xiu stopped moving.

He suddenly picked up the wine glass on the table, and with a force on his wrist, he threw the wine glass out.

The wine glass was flying fast in the air, and hit Yang Ming's nose in the next second.

In the next second, the wine scattered from the glass, covering Yang Ming's eyes.

Then, Yang Ming let out an incomparably shrill scream, and instantly let go of the hand holding the long sword.

Covering the bridge of the nose with one hand and wiping the eyes with the other, he wailed, "My eyes!"

At the same time, there was a sharp pain on the bridge of his nose, which made him almost unable to stand up straight.

Finally, Yang Ming couldn't hold on anymore, he couldn't help but knelt on the ground, covered his face, and wailed miserably.

With a long sword in hand and a domineering look like someone who stands in my way, he looks like two different people

Chapter 138 Fang Crazy

The entire Ning Palace was completely silent.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they all showed shock.

It's not that they didn't think that Fang Xiu might subdue Yang Ming, but they didn't expect it to be done in such an easy way.

After all, Yang Ming held a sharp long sword in his hand.

Most of the people present were civil servants who had dealt with paper and pen all their lives and had never fought with others. When they saw a long sword, they felt that they were at a disadvantage.

But they don't know that weapons will become the decisive factor only when the armed forces of both sides are on the same level.

In most cases, the party with poor physical fitness suffers even more.

To deal with a weak son brother who is dazzled by anger, any little gangster can easily deal with him.

Fang Xiu looked indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who countered the enemy just now, and walked slowly in front of Yang Ming.

Picking up the long sword thrown aside by Yang Ming, a fierce look appeared on his delicate face.

Raising the long sword in his hand, he slashed at Yang Ming's arm.

When everyone in the Ministry of Rites saw this scene, their eyes were tearing apart, and they roared angrily.

"Shuzi, you dare!"

"Fang Xiu, if you dare to hurt Mr. Yang, we will definitely fight with you forever!"

King Ning obviously did not expect Fang Xiu to be so courageous that he dared to attack Yang Ming in front of so many people.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and shouted loudly: "General Fang, be merciful!"

No matter what, Yang Ming is the only son of Duke Yang.

If something happened to him in Prince Ning's Mansion, Duke Yang was disheartened and didn't know what he would do.

It is very likely that his only strong supporter will be depressed from then on.

Possibly even worse.

Mr. Yang is an old man who loves Yang Ming very much. Since he was born, he has held him in his palm...

If he knew that Yang Ming's accident was related to him, he might resent him and turn to King Kang instead.

At that time, I have no hope at all!

Therefore, he must not just watch something happen to Yang Ming.

Can……

In the middle of the pavilion, Fang Xiu didn't seem to hear these voices, and the movement of swinging the sword didn't stop at all.

puff--

With a shrill scream, one of Yang Ming's arms was cut off abruptly, and blood gushed out instantly, staining the ground red.

"what--"

Yang Ming clutched the bleeding wound, his whole body was in pain, his expression was very ferocious.

Finally, unable to bear the severe pain from his arm, he fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

Seeing this, the servants of Prince Ning's Mansion hurried forward and carried him out.

Fang Xiu stood not far away, holding a long sword in his hand, expressionless.

The blood gushing out from Yang Ming's broken arm splashed on his face, making him look very ferocious.

Seeing this scene, the people in the Ministry of Rites were extremely angry.

If it wasn't for Fang Xiu's hideous appearance covered in blood, he would have rushed forward long ago.

but……

He didn't dare to do anything, but his lips didn't stop.

After all, the people in the Ministry of Rites are best at playing tricks.

"Fang Xiu, do you know what crime it is to commit murder in public!?"

"Mr. Yang won't let you go, your death is coming, just stop!"

"It's simply lawless, lawless, and dare to commit murder in Prince Ning's Mansion..."

For a moment, Prince Ning's Mansion was flooded by angry roars one after another.

Fang Xiu looked indifferent, and threw the sword at the place where Yang Ming fainted.

Turning around, looking at them, he said: "Everyone saw clearly just now that the one who wanted to commit an attack seemed to be Mr. Yang. I was just defending myself. I'm afraid this is not enough to commit an attack, right?"

Someone yelled angrily: "Mr. Yang was just saying that he didn't really intend to do anything to you, but you chopped off his arm. Isn't that considered a crime!?"

Fang Xiu looked at him and asked back, "What do you mean, if someone wants to kill you, they have to cut off one of your arms before they can be considered a murder?"

The man still had an expression filled with righteous indignation, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

Immediately afterwards, some embarrassment turned into anger.

"Strong words make sense!"

He glared at Fang Xiu, and said sharply: "When you commit murder in public, you also force words to make excuses, and turn black and white. Do you still have the laws of the Great Chu, His Highness King Ning, and Your Majesty!?"

Fang Xiu was speechless when he heard this.

The ability of these people to go online is really top-notch.

I just told the truth, but they can refer to the emperor...

Fang Xiu shook his head with a smile on his face, so he ignored them and walked straight out the door.

Things have developed to this point, it is impossible to stay and drink.

That being the case, it's better to go back earlier, he hasn't formulated the rules of football and capture the flag yet.

There are also newspapers from Zhuxuanzhai, smoothies from Chunfenglou...

Obviously just want to be a salted fish waiting to die, but there are so many things to be busy.

Fang Xiu couldn't help but sighed.

life is hard...

"Wait!"

Only now did King Ning recover from his astonishment, looked at Fang Xiu with a gloomy face, and said coldly, "General Fang, do you want to leave now?"

Hearing this, Fang Xiu turned around, patted the hem of his clothes, looked up at King Ning, and said calmly, "His Royal Highness, is there anything else?"

King Ning was startled.

Does this guy really not know what he's done?

The murder was committed in public in Prince Ning's Mansion, and the methods were extremely cruel.

Let's not talk about what kind of shock will be caused after Yang Gong finds out about this matter.

Just talking about King Ning, it is impossible to let him go.

If Fang Xiu was allowed to leave Prince Ning's mansion in such an open manner, I am afraid that from now on, Prince Ning's mansion would become a laughing stock of the capital.

The severity of the consequences is in some respects no less than that of the grain relief case.

Faced with this situation, King Ning is actually very nervous.

If the other party stops, it's a pity...

But if you don't care about it, what can you tell Mr. Yang.

The Ministry of Rites and him have long been tied to the same boat, how can he chill the hearts of the princes of the Ministry of Rites and Duke Yang?

"Yang Ming was just blinded by anger just now, and some of the words he said were just unintentional mistakes..."

King Ning said with a sullen face, "Habayashi Guard Zuo Zhonglang General Fang Xiu committed an attack in public with a sinister heart. He should be temporarily detained by Prince Ning's residence and handed over to the Ministry of Punishment for disposal tomorrow."

When Fang Xiu heard this, his eyes moved slightly.

King Ning has been here just now, and it is impossible to be unclear about what happened.

But for his own benefit, he turned black and white.

Such a person, unless Emperor Chu is blind, he will pass on the throne to him!

"Murder in public? Temporary detention at Prince Ning's Mansion?"

Fang Xiu smiled, looked at King Ning, and asked, "His Royal Highness Ning, I don't know who gave you this power, His Majesty, or yourself?"

As soon as Fang Xiu's words came out, King Ning's face suddenly changed, completely gloomy.

When everyone around heard this, their hearts trembled.

Saying this is equivalent to completely tearing face off with King Ning!

Who gave Fang Xiu the guts to make him so unscrupulous...

First, he chopped off one of Yang Ming's arms, and then he completely tore his face with His Royal Highness King Ning.

This guy... is crazy!

Chapter 139

King Ning's face was as dark as water, and a pair of pupils flashed a gloomy and cold look.

Although he is a prince, if he is in his own fief, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, no one will care about him no matter what.

But this is Kyoto. Strictly speaking, King Ning, who has grown up, should have gone back to his fief long ago.

It was only because of the sudden death of the crown prince, that is, his elder brother, that he was able to stay in the capital and compete with King Kang for the vacated crown prince.

Here, regardless of whether they are civil and military officials who are on his side or not, except for a few elders in the cabinet, everyone has to salute when they see him, and respectfully call him "His Royal Highness Ning Wang".

But in fact, all he really has is this title, without any real power.

Because he is not a prince, let alone an emperor.