The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

It didn't take long before a large group of servants arrived, some holding swords and sticks.

The door was kicked open again.

This time, a whole room of people came in at once.

Young Master Zhao also rushed over with a red and swollen face, pointing at Ning Yi and yelling: "You bastard, you dare to hit me? Even if your father is the emperor today, I will chop you into pieces."

"Come on, I'll beat you to death."

The room is not big, but it can accommodate more than a dozen servants.

Seeing them actually pulling out their weapons to fight, Ning Yi frowned: "How dare they commit such a crime in the capital."

"Everyone listen up, anyone who dares to step forward will be killed without mercy."

Ning Yi thought that Zhao Jianwen was just calling more servants to come and cause trouble.

At most they took out some sticks, but they even took out knives.

He was trying to kill someone and was even shouting to kill him.

Ning Yi would not really stand there and wait for this bastard to kill him.

"As ordered."

Qin Haifeng bowed and drew out his sword.

Immediately, the four guards around him drew their swords and pointed them at the other servants. Qin Haifeng roared, "Anyone who dares to approach will be killed without mercy."

These servants who usually bully kind people were a little dazed at this time.

Judging from the other party's posture, it doesn't seem fake.

Young Master Zhao didn't care about that at all. He shouted, "What are you afraid of? This is the capital. Kill those bastards and I'll take the responsibility."

"Everyone will be rewarded ten taels. Anyone who dares to retreat will have their legs broken."

Young Master Zhao is now like a gambler who has lost all his money, and is being watched by a group of people outside.

Naturally, he was unwilling to be outdone. At this moment, he didn't care about anything else and didn't care who the guy opposite him was who dared to be arrogant to him.

Even if he was killed, his father would still be able to clean up his mess.

A group of servants also rushed over with weapons raised and shouting.

But facing five guards standing side by side, holding sharp swords, he was no match at all.

Soon the two sides were fighting in chaos, and more than a dozen servants were beaten.

Of course, Qin Haifeng also tried his best not to hit the vital parts, but even so, they were still covered with scars.

Blood flew everywhere.

But Master Zhao no longer cared about that. With a sword in his hand and red eyes, he rushed towards Ning Yi and said, "You bastard, you dare to challenge me? I will kill you."

Zhao Jianwen swung his sword across the table.

Ning Yi raised the dragon-patterned sword in his hand, frowned, and was about to teach this ignorant man a lesson.

After stepping back, Zhao Jianwen failed to hit the opponent and ran over to hit him, but was hit by a bench thrown by Ning Yi.

He was hit so hard that he stepped back screaming.

Zhao Jianwen also rushed forward with sword raised and started slashing.

At this moment, Rou'er beside him suddenly threw the plate on the table over anxiously, trying to stop Zhao Jianwen, and screamed: "Young Master, run quickly."

Zhao Jianwen was hit by her and was covered in soup.

Zhao Jianwen was immediately enraged: "You stinky bitch, you're looking for death."

He swung his sword, but the little girl Rou'er was no match for him. She screamed and could only block it with her arms above her head.

There was a "ding-dong" sound.

Rou'er thought she would be hacked to death this time, but unexpectedly, not only did she not feel any pain, but when she looked up, she was stunned.

Because the young master was already holding a long sword and blocking her way.

And the arrogant son of a high-ranking official actually had a broken sword in his hand.

Ning Yi stared at him coldly: "Okay, very good. Let's see who can come to save you today."

Ning Yi kicked Zhao Jianwen, who was holding a half-broken sword in his hand, to the ground.

He walked towards me step by step, holding a dragon-patterned sword.

Zhao Jianwen, who only had a broken sword in his hand, was in pain at the waist, and was extremely weak, was no match for him.

He screamed in panic: "Help! Come and save me, young master!"

"My father is the son of the Minister of Industry. If you dare to hurt me, my father will make sure you die a miserable death."

"Really?" Ning Yi remained unmoved, and was about to reach him.

Just then, a servant saw the young master injured and came over to help anxiously.

Although they were slashing around with weapons just now and some people were injured, the injuries were not serious and not life-threatening, and they were all servants.

But this time, a cold light flashed in Ning Yi's hand, and the servants who came to help suddenly fell to the ground.

Everyone in the room was stunned as blood gushed out.

Even Master Zhao on the ground was stunned. Although he had beaten people to death in the street many times, he had never chopped someone else in public.

"Killed."

A servant exclaimed, and the others were also startled.

But Ning Yi remained unmoved and wiped the corpse with the dragon-patterned sword.

He walked up to Mr. Zhao, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, and said with a cold look, "Little thing, how do you want to die?"

"Don't kill me, my father, my father..." Zhao Jianwen was about to say something.

Ning Yi didn't actually kill him, but just sat on the chair and slashed himself with the sword in his hand.

He said calmly, "Call your father."

"Ah?" Zhao Jianwen was confused.

"Why, my words are no longer effective?" Ning Yi pressed his sword against his chest. "Now, call your father, or you'll lose your life."

Zhao Jianwen was very afraid that this stranger who didn't know his place would really kill him.

He hurriedly shouted, "Go and call my father to save me."

The servants had stopped fighting long ago, and some of them ran away in a hurry.

On Qin Haifeng's side, several people were also injured, but they were fewer in number.

But there were even more people who were chopped to the ground by them.

He stood guard in front of Ning Yi again.

The madam rushed in when she heard that someone had been killed, and saw the servant wailing on the ground and the headless corpse lying on the ground.

He exclaimed in shock: "You guys, you actually dare to kill someone in Wangyue Tower, you are so brave."

Zhao Jianwen on the ground didn't dare to get up because the tip of Ning Yi's sword was against his chest.

He exclaimed in shock: "Madam, he killed the person, it has nothing to do with me."

Ning Yi was unmoved. He sat steadily in the chair, sneered and didn't take it seriously.

"Madam, if you are dissatisfied, have your boss come here in person."

Ning Yi was confident that no matter who the owner of Wangyue Tower was, it was definitely not the Martial Emperor.

If it was the former eunuch Zhao, he would still be a little worried, but since he knew that Eunuch Zhao and the second son were in cahoots, he has regarded them as enemies.

No matter how much you try to curry favor with him, he will never be on the same page with Ning Yi.

I believe that even if Eunuch Zhao were here in front of me, he wouldn't say a word.

Moreover, Ning Yi was assassinated in Wangyue Tower, and the owner of your Wangyue Tower was also implicated. He even believed that this owner did not dare to let Emperor Wu know the true identity of the owner of Wangyue Tower.

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Inside the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Yinghong was drinking and chatting with several officials.

One of them laughed and said, "Sir, I heard that the Sixth Prince's men have asked the Ministry of Works for craftsmen. Is that true?"

Zhao Yinghong smiled and snorted softly, "It is true."

"However, the Ministry of Works is busy and needs to take care of the northern defense line first. There is no one to take care of other things. The construction of the river embankment in Jiangdong has been put on the back burner."

He also treated the Sixth Prince with gritted teeth. Last time, he was also investigated because the disaster relief grain was replaced. Fortunately, he was not involved much, otherwise he would have been in trouble too.