Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Governor Pei was dressed in an official robe and walked in front with a dignified appearance. Fang Ji couldn't help being amused. It was obviously a collusion between officials and businessmen, but he had an upright and honest appearance.

In fact, before that, Fang Ji sent Falcon to investigate this person, and now he knows the whole story.

Pei Ling's original surname was Tian, ​​and his father, Tian Wanqing, was the prime minister of the Dazhao Kingdom. He worked diligently to assist the late emperor for 20 years, but because of suspicion, he was arbitrarily charged with a crime, and finally died with a cup of poisoned wine.

Pei Ling is a Confucian student, rich in learning and talented, he should have a good future, but because of his father's troubles, he was exiled to the frontier for more than ten years, and was appreciated by the king of Ming. From being an official to the governor, she only had one son at a young age, and now she is only a few years old. The eldest daughter Pei Qiyan, when Pei Ling was exiled in the early years, lived in the former residence of a friend in the countryside and escaped. Now she is sixteen years old. , with a beautiful appearance, dignified and virtuous, attracting the hearts of many aristocratic princes and brothers, but I don't know why the Pei family is not moved.

Normally, a son of a criminal minister should be content to have today. Fang Ji really can't figure out why this person is in cahoots with his mother.

However, Pei Ling didn't know what Fang Ji was thinking. In his opinion, Fang Ji was just an incompetent young master, so there was nothing to worry about.

Fang Ji, who had calmed down, had already made up his mind.

The cabin was quite crowded, and dozens of people in black were waiting for them on the outer deck. Pei Ling only brought two followers into the cabin with the warrior.

There were only ten dead men and Mrs. Liu in the bilge utility room on the whole ship, so Pei Ling didn't even drink a cup of hot tea when he made a sudden visit, Pei Ling didn't care at all, and sat at the table calmly , with a peaceful face, he just poured a glass of cold water and took a sip to moisten his lips, as if he was at home.

Fang Ji sat across from him, with a half-smile and said: "Governor Pei came here late at night just to drink a glass of cold water, right?"

Pei Ling put down the cup slowly, looked at Fang Ji with scrutiny, and said: "Of course not, I want to talk to Mrs. Fang about the children's family. Since Ling Tang is not here, it is good that Mr. Fang is here."

"Thank you for your love, my lord, this junior has no such intentions." Fang Ji's first reaction was a chill, he didn't expect his mother to sell himself for this crazy power struggle.

At this moment, Fang Ji just wants to run away, think about it calmly, even if he doesn't participate in these things, or even doesn't know about them, he can't get rid of the relationship, because he is Fang Rumeng's son, the iron-like fact, whether he wants to or not, he It's all involved.

That being the case, it's impossible for Pei Ling to be ignorant, so he threatened himself with this crime, and he was sure of winning.

Fang Rumeng stayed behind because he wanted to familiarize himself with the turmoil and strife earlier, but what he was puzzled about was, didn't his mother always dislike him?How could it be true that as Liu Shi said, the one who will support the superior in the future is actually himself?What about his big brother whom he has never met?

This is really unbelievable, I still have such a little weight.

"Mr. Fang, don't rush to answer, think it over again. There are always only two endings to things. Presumably Mr. Fang should understand that those who achieve great things don't care about small things, and the love between children and heroes is short-tempered." Pei Ling looked at the warrior calmly. Beckoning, a post with the birthdays of Fang Ji and Miss Pei was handed to Fang Ji.

"Mr. Fang, hundreds of members of the Meng family have their wealth and lives here." The warrior showed a disgusting sneer.

Fang Ji looked down at the gold-plated eight-character post, and laughed out loud: "There are hundreds of people in the Tian clan, Mr. Pei, so what if I don't agree?"

Hearing this, Pei Ling's face changed slightly, he was startled, his eyes were a little cold, he raised his hand to take a purple sand cup in front of Fang Ji, looked at it with a complicated expression, and suddenly let go of his hand, the purple sand cup made a muffled "bang", It hit the wooden floor and shattered into pieces.

"I'm sorry, I'm getting old, I can't control my hand, it's broken." Pei Ling shook his sleeves and said leisurely.

This calm tone of voice is clearly mixed with the determination that he would rather be broken than broken, and it also has a hint of hostage.

Fang Ji obviously didn't take this move to heart. If he wanted to use this method to achieve success, he would disdain it. He didn't know what was so special about Pei Ling. It was worth his mother to conspire with him for great things. Right now, he doesn't have any thoughts to think about these things. He doesn't care about all these troubles and grievances. If he didn't think about the lives of hundreds of innocent people, he would probably give this Mr. Pei who exchanged his daughter Throw it into the river to feed the fish.

Although I was injured, it was still strange. Just now I tried to exercise my internal energy, but it improved a lot without attenuation. The tendons that had been stagnant became unimpeded. Therefore, the current group of men in black is not worth mentioning at all, and it is just a breeze to get out from here.

"I'm sorry, this junior has to go first, Mr. Pei, take care!" Fang Ji stood up, about to walk away, but was surrounded by the warrior and the man in black, and the cold sword was unsheathed, neighing in unison.

Fang Ji's figure flickered, several pure white phantoms passed by like lightning, only a ray of wind was blowing, and before everyone even reacted, they saw Fang Ji standing proudly on the bow of the boat, curling up one corner of his lips, Shaking his head, he said, "I'll take my leave first, I'm not interested in what you're planning!"

"Shape-shifting! You can practice to be as fast as lightning." The samurai stared with disbelief. He was a first-class master after all, but he didn't see how he jumped over the crowd and jumped onto the boat. head.

After all, shape-shifting exists like a legend in Jianghu. Only Master Cheng Ye can compare with Fang Ji's trick just now. Ordinary people will never be able to reach lightning-fast speed and such skill in a lifetime. , It's amazing.

Pei Ling stood up with a serious face, and before he could speak, Fang Ji jumped into the boat he came in and flew quickly towards the shore. He didn't even use the scull, but used his internal force to move the boat, and the weather was calm for a while. There were only a few ripples on the surface of the river.

The warrior wanted to lead someone to chase him, but Pei Ling stopped him. With a smile on his face, he forgot about Fang Ji who was gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, stroked his gray beard, nodded and said, "That's very good."

The samurai was puzzled and asked doubtfully, "Sir, did you let him run away like this?"

"Otherwise, have you been able to fight?" Pei Ling glanced at the warrior, "It's just a man's courage."

What he said was ambiguous, the warrior didn't know who Pei Ling was referring to.

"But master, can this person really take on the great responsibility of the king of a country? The subordinates can't see it..."

Before the warrior could finish speaking, Pei Ling cut off the words abruptly: "Are we just doing this to help others make wedding clothes? Pei Song, how many years have you been with me?"

Hearing this, the warrior thought for a while, and said, "It's been several years, and I've been following my uncle since he became an official."

Pei Ling patted Pei Song's shoulder and said meaningfully: "My father devoted his whole life to the late emperor, but what he got in return was a glass of poisoned wine. Do you think you want uncle to follow the old path? Dazhao Kingdom is now exhausted, If the new emperor is a wise and wise monarch, we must always keep this principle in mind.”

Pei Song suddenly realized, could it be that his uncle wanted to coerce the emperor to make the princes?

"Why didn't uncle take the throne directly..." Pei Song muttered in a low voice.

"My silly nephew, the worst thing to do is to be an unknown teacher. If we don't have this Young Master Fang, we will be rebellious officials and thieves, and thieves who steal the country. Besides, how can we achieve great things without military power and financial resources? We are just Fang Rumeng and that It's just one of King Ming's many chess pieces, don't praise yourself too much!" Pei Ling looked at Pei Song meaningfully and sighed.

"Ming Wang still has two sons, so he may not be willing to support this young master, besides, Ming Wang is always strong, wouldn't it be more natural for him to ascend to the throne of God?" Pei Song scratched his head and fell into confusion again.

"Not to mention that Wang's remaining two sons are all idiots. Even if King Ming wants to ascend the throne, Fang Rumeng has to agree. Besides, he is over sixty years old, and he can't play for a few years. A year ago, he went to the imperial study to invite The quasi-emperor asked this young master to enter the genealogy of the ancestral temple, what does this mean, he wanted to remove his armor, but was rejected by the emperor."

"Why does Duke Ming respect this lady so much?"

From Pei Song's point of view, Fang Rumeng is just an ordinary woman who has nothing else to offer except money. Although people in the Jianghu call her a disciple of poison medicine, it's just a trivial skill.

Pei Ling frowned and looked at Pei Song, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.

This nephew is really bad, ignorant and fearless, reckless and impulsive, without strategy.

Pei Ling walked back into the cabin, Pei Song hurriedly followed in, Pei Ling picked up the teacup, swallowed a glass of cold water, his face sank, and said: "Throw those dead men on the boat into the river."

"Uncle, aren't these all from our own..." Pei Song froze in place, not knowing what it meant.

"Just do it! We'll be docked at dawn, and this batch of things will arrive smoothly, so we can go on business."

Pei Songdeling didn't dare to speculate too much, he waved at the men in black.

Several dead soldiers who were still asleep died in an instant, and the two dead soldiers standing guard had their necks twisted and thrown into the icy river before they could see who was coming.

Even the two dead soldiers at the helm were brutally murdered.

At this time, Fang Rumeng, who was wearing a black cloak, looked at the big cargo ship with a cold face, and two maids supported her. She coughed a few times, her hands and feet were cold, but she was sweating profusely. Fang Ji If he really didn't do what she expected, he really left, regardless of the consequences, with only that person in his eyes, the person she hated to the bone.

And Fang Ji has never looked at her directly from the beginning to the end. She didn't take it seriously before, but after all, she is getting older, and she has begun to be a little attached to her family, but she finds that her child is getting farther and farther away from her. It’s still in the present, it’s like it’s gone with the wind, it’s gone...

Even if she tried her best to plot everything for him, in Fang Ji's eyes, it was just a crazy farce.

Even though she sent someone to protect him secretly, in Fang Ji's eyes, it was just another crazy revenge fight.

Even if she used up all her internal energy to suppress that internal energy that had nowhere to rest for him, she still couldn't get him to look back at her.

But who is to blame for all this.

Suddenly, I felt that I was just having a meaningless dream, just like her name, but she couldn't stop...

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