Chapter 941 Liu Wei Can’t Bear This Matter
Liu Wei looked at it for a while and then looked back: "The blue sky and the day have passed, night has fallen, and the time of darkness has arrived. Little people, it's time to go out one by one, judging from the situation?"
Fu Zijiao hated the other party's insinuations, and immediately raised his eyebrows: "Master Liu, please be careful what you say. Now that Qingzhou Governor has come to find you, you are still making sarcastic remarks. What's wrong? If you are really from Beijing, that's incredible... …”
"Second brother!"
A male voice mixed with the boy's unique tone came from behind.
Fu Zijiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and saw a proud young man dressed in a flamboyant manner. His face had a bright expression and his eyes were calm. If it wasn't Fu Zihan, who could it be?
Fu Zijiao paused for a moment, and was about to ask why you came back here! However, he suddenly discovered that there were several people behind Fu Zihan. Among them, the person walking at the front was wearing a golden python mysterious robe. He had a stern appearance and impressive eyebrows. He exuded the domineering aura of someone in a superior position...
Fu Zijiao once went to Kyoto, and by chance, he happened to meet Zhengemen on the street who was handling a case. At that time, he also saw this man, with a luxurious posture and imposing manner. He was none other than the third son of the current emperor, the court official. The commander-in-chief of Zhengemen, the third prince Rong—Rong Leng!
Fu Zijiao's eyes were so painful that they felt like they were going to burst. He looked at the majestic man walking towards him. For a moment, he didn't notice that his family's precious eldest brother, Fu Ziyan, was standing beside him. , a face that used to be serious and restrained, is now even more air-conditioned.
Sima Xi did not expect that when he saw the third prince again, he would be in this scene.
He stood there, looking at the tall figure slowly coming towards the dark light, touched his chin, turned his eyes, and looked at the imperial official in front of him.
As he expected, there was no surprise on Mr. Liu's face, and he had obviously already guessed it.
Sima Xi began to worry. He came here today, but he was dragged into the water, and he had to wipe the butt of this bunch of dudes. But now that the situation has changed, he has become at a loss.
No matter what, if you leave yourself alone, you will definitely offend the Fu family, and you will be scolded later.
But according to what I thought before, I took the blame for the Fu family, and I don't know what the third prince's plan was. If I rashly shouldered all the responsibilities, would it go against the third prince's wishes?
One is the current superior, and the other is the object of allegiance. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, and it is difficult to solve them anyway.
Sima Xi is bored!
I didn't hear the news that the third prince came to Qingzhou. If he had known that this matter would come to the attention of the third prince, he would have been pretending to be sick and would have stayed at home and never come out to mess with cats or dogs.
Rong Leng came forward, Fu Ziyan was half a step behind, and Fu Zihan was one step behind. Behind the three of them were a group of guards, powerful and full of energy.
Fu Zijiao went up to meet him, first bowed and saluted Rong Leng. After receiving the response, he stood up with lingering fear, as if he had just seen Fu Ziyan, and called out: "Brother."
Fu Ziyan frowned at him and said nothing.
Fu Zijiao looked troubled and didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to look at Fu Zihan again and asked, "Seventh brother, is third brother okay?"
Fu Zihan raised his eyes, his naturally merciless lips were slightly pursed, and his voice had a chill in it: "He was sent back to his home, his injuries are fine."
Fu Zijiao became nervous: "That old man, grandfather..."
Fu Ziyan interrupted: "Grandpa doesn't know anything about it. You must not alarm him about what happened today. Do you know that?"
Fu Ziyan's words were said to be for Fu Zijiao, but they also hinted at Rong Leng.
Rong Leng didn't say a word. He just stood there, like an outsider, but his aura was so strong that no one could ignore it no matter how he looked at it.
Sima Xi thought about it for a while, and finally took two steps forward, followed Fu Zijiao's words, greeted the third prince, and then saluted Ziyan.
Fu Ziyan already had an official status, and Sima Xi, the governor of Qingzhou, was naturally shorter than him.
The people nearby heard that this stern man was actually the third prince of the current dynasty. They were all as quiet as ice. They immediately saluted, but calmly turned their eyes to the official in front of the tent.
Isn't the Third Prince of Zhengemen the commander of Zhengemen? Could it be that these two people came together?
Could it be that the Third Prince also recognized the death row prisoner Liu Sizuo saved? Know the situation?
The disciples who were originally waiting for the Fu family to come forward and settle the matter so that they could get out of trouble were suddenly in danger. Several of the timid ones turned pale as a sheet.
Amid everyone's scrutinizing or nervous gazes, Liu Wei finally took a step forward and walked out from the tent where she had been guarding for a long time.
Walked directly to Rong Len.
Rong Leng looked at her. She was dressed in a black robe and dressed like a man. Her face was as usual, her lips were red and her teeth were white. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with her. The only messy hair seemed insignificant because of her calm and awe-inspiring expression.
He didn't seem to be injured, had no fetal force, wasn't bullied, and didn't admit his fault.
Rong Leng raised his eyebrows sternly, without saying a word, and patted Liu Wei's thin shoulder for comfort, as if to reassure her.
Then, Rong Leng walked past Liu Wei and walked straight towards the tent.
Fu Zichen was still standing there. Different from the bowing and cautious figures around him, he stood upright, looking at Rong Leng with a sharp gaze that was not concealed.
Rong Leng walked up to Fu Zichen and looked at Fu Zichen carefully. His eyes were fixed on his slightly red and swollen face for a while, and then he smiled suddenly, and his intimidating aura relaxed for a moment.
"It seems that you have learned your lesson."
Rong Leng's voice was very low, but because it was too low, others might not be able to hear what the third prince said, but Fu Zichen could hear it clearly.
Fu Zichen frowned and stared at this man without saying a word.
Rong Leng ignored Fu Zichen, passed him, and entered the tent. At a glance, he saw corpses all over the ground, and a middle-aged man leaning against the corner, dying.
Withdrawing his gaze, Rong Leng looked forward and saw the frail young man on the couch who was tied up, his eyes were closed, his lips were pale, and he was sleeping.
Liu Wei had also followed Rong Leng at this time. She stepped forward carefully and pulled the blanket up for Liu Mo. She turned back and looked at Rong Leng. She didn't say a word, but her eyes showed that she was attitude - she couldn't bear this matter.
That's all, if you can't bear it, just don't bear it.
Rong Leng was willing to pamper and pamper her.
After walking out of the tent, Rong Leng looked at the crowd of people outside, and finally turned his gaze to Fu Ziyan: "What do you think, Master Fu?"
He didn't ask for any reason or asides, he just asked Fu Ziyan how he planned to deal with it. It was obvious that he already knew the situation in the paddock very well.
The Third Prince had clearly just come out of the Fu family. When did he find out the whole story?
Fu Ziyan didn't dare to make random guesses, nor did he dare to turn a blind eye. He could only look at Fu Zijiao with a calm face and said: "This Master Liu came with the third prince. He is a distinguished guest invited by his father himself. After all, Please tell me clearly what happened, and don't let any misunderstandings cause your distinguished guests to feel wronged."
Fu Zijiao was already panicking when he saw the third prince coming in person. Now Fu Ziyan asked him to tell the whole story, but he also emphasized that the distinguished guest should not be wronged. So what should he do?
Tell the truth, admit your mistakes according to the rules, and save all the honor of the distinguished guest? Or should he continue to do the same thing, tell the lie to the end, accuse someone without any evidence, frame him up, and never let the Fu family's face be damaged in the slightest?
Fu Zijiao couldn't figure out what his elder brother meant, so he hesitated for a while.