Jun Jiuling - Chapter 647

[Chapter 81]

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Who is this!

Huang Cheng shivered angrily.

“Too arrogant!” He stared fiercely at Duke Cheng, “Zhu Shan, you are too arrogant!”

Duke Cheng smiled neither in a hurry nor annoyed.

“Zhu Shan dare not.” He said, “Just believe in justice.” After that, he

strode forward.

The people voluntarily gave way without stopping.

“He really said that just now!” An official pointed to Duke Cheng’s back and shouted

to everyone, “He found these people.”

“This can’t be said casually.” Someone laughed.

“Whoever said it casually, it’s so obvious that he came to target Master Huang…” the official shouted angrily.

Before he finished speaking, with a swoosh, a rotten fruit smashed over and hit his official hat.

The officer screamed and put his hand over his hat.

“Return my home!”

“No one is inciting us!”

“Incompetent officials! Return my home!”

The people who were blocked by the guards shouted in a commotion. They didn’t know where to take out rotten fruit and rotten leaves, and they smashed it like rain. .

There was chaos on the imperial street, and officials fled one after another. Even so, many people were smashed, and Huang Cheng was no exception.

A rotten fruit hit his shoulder, and the juice splashed all over his face.

The official next to him was busy wiping his sleeves for him, and exclaimed Lord Huang in his mouth.

Huang Cheng pushed him away and wiped it slowly with his sleeve, his eyes gloomy and almost cloudy.

“These rascals!”

“This is a traitor!”

“Arrest them!” the

officials shouted angrily.

“What are you doing?” The

guards seemed to react at this time.

“Your Majesty has an order. Today, the Imperial Street can be crowded by the people and not be driven away,” said one of the leading guards.

The official stared angrily.

“Is this a spectator?” he shouted, pointing at the noisy crowd over there.

Three or four rotten fruit leaves were smashed over, and the official was accidentally smashed again and jumped in anger.

Where did these people get so much rotten fruit!

It’s early summer, and the fruit hasn’t come down yet!

“This is a siege!” shouted the officer, stamping his feet.

Only then did the guards respond, raised their knives, and before they could shout, they saw the crowd who had been yelling and hurling fruit leaves scattered in all directions.

“The official is beating people!”

“Scholar Huang is going to be silenced!”

“Scholar Huang is going to kill!” “Scholar Huang is going to drive the

refugees

out of Beijing!”

People ran away, leaving a mess.

The guards didn’t have time to pull out their knives, and stood there a little bit dumbfounded.

Should they be said to be daring or timid?

The daring is daring to scold the important ministers of the dynasty, and the timid is that they are scattered like birds and beasts before they threaten.

Really bad people.

Is this really a Northland refugee?

“Catch up with them, arrest them, torture them, who ordered them.” Several officials shouted angrily.

The guards simply shook their heads,

“This is out of our control,” they said.

Look at how they slack off!

These guards are all the children of the powerful and powerful in Beijing. Regardless of the official salary, they are very good at pretending to be uncles.

These people are all similar to Zhu Zan. Could it be that they were also instructed by Zhu Zan?

Playing stupid here.

“You…” several officials shouted.

“Okay.” Huang Cheng stopped them.

The officials stopped.

“Sir…” One said with grievances, “This is really deceiving.”

Huang Cheng has regained his composure.

“Today is a good day, Your Majesty is happy, don’t let these little things spoil the fun,” he said, wiping his face with his sleeve as he walked forward.

The juice on his face had already been wiped off, but he kept wiping it, as if to rub the skin.

The cronies did not dare to stop him, and greeted the carriages and horses to follow Huang Cheng.

Seeing them leave, the other officials looked at each other with strange and complicated expressions.

“I didn’t expect Cheng Guogong to be such a person.” An official whispered.

Another official smiled.

“Being far away, the momentum of the words written in the memorial is really not as good as face-to-face verbal confrontation.” He said, “It will be lively from now on.” There was a

lot of discussion, and some officials looked a little uneasy.

Since it is a struggle, it must be in line.

“I don’t know who is more powerful.” An official looked at Ning Yunzhao and said in a low voice.

“No, you are wrong.” Ning Yunzhao said, smiling, “This kind of thing is not about who is good, but who is doing the right thing.”

The colleagues around him nodded.

“Lord Ning is right,” a colleague said.

“Lord Ning, who do they think is right?” Another asked with concern.

Before they knew it, they began to call Ning Yunzhao Lord Ning, and gave up the small character.

Ning Yunzhao smiled slightly.

“That is naturally the one who thinks His Majesty is right, whoever is right.” He replied.

Well, forgetting that he is a guy who only respects the emperor, several colleagues shook their heads and laughed helplessly.

“Anyway, let’s just look at Lord Ning.” Someone whispered.

The civil and military officials on the Royal Street gradually dispersed, and Ning Yunzhao and others also mounted their horses separately. They walked out of the Royal Street and saw many people on the street laughing and gathering.

“Looks like the excitement hasn’t dissipated yet,” an official said.

The entourage who led the horse next to him hurriedly shook his head when he heard it.

“My lord, there is a new excitement.” He said with a beaming expression, “Miss Jun is back.”

There are many people in the world with the surname Jun, but only this lady does not need to add extra explanations when she mentions it. Everyone knows who it is.

Sure enough, when his words fell, the officials who heard him raised their eyebrows.

“Miss Jun of Jiulingtang.” They said, “Is she so lively since she came back?”

“Yes.” Another official’s entourage hurriedly grabbed the conversation and said impatiently, “As soon as Miss Jun entered the city, I

was stopped by Master Lu.”

Several officials snorted and raised their eyebrows again.

“It was hilarious,” they said.

“No no, that’s not the key.” The previous attendants were busy and grabbed the words, “The most important thing is that Miss Jun is the wife of the prince of Chengguo.”

Several officials snorted, their eyes widened.

“It’s a lot of fun,” they said, greeting each other. “Let’s go and find a place to drink tea and listen.”

Several people immediately moved forward with great interest, and after taking a few steps back, they saw that Ning Yunzhao was also following.

“Master Ning, are you going too?” a colleague asked in surprise.

Ning Yunzhao smiled and nodded.

“I also like to listen to the hilarity,” he said.

Strange, I didn’t realize it before, he rarely attends colleague gatherings, but that may also be because of Ning Yan’s business, so he has to keep a low profile.

“Okay, let’s go together.” They laughed.

Xiao Ding led the horse and pouted.

What do you like to hear about the hilarity, just like listening to the hilarity related to Miss Jun, even if you already know the facts, it is very interesting to listen to others again.

It’s just that when I heard that Miss Jun followed Cheng Guogong’s son and his wife to return the house, he couldn’t help laughing at him.

Xiao Ding thought a little secretly, reminding himself that he must endure not to reveal a word.

Miss Jun, who was talked about by others as a lively conversation, was standing outside the gate of Chengguo Gongfu, or more precisely, in front of the fence.

She has been standing here for a long time, looking up slightly at the wall with the traces of the years, and the thick branches and leaves.

Footsteps came from behind, accompanied by a cough.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Zhu Zan asked.

Miss Jun looked back at him and smiled.

“Look at it,” she said.

It seemed that the last time she was standing here looking at the wall, Zhu Zan frowned, inexplicably.

“Look? You want others to see that you are the wife of the Prince of Chengguo.” He snorted.

“This, do you still need to let others see it?” Miss Jun said with a smile, spreading

her hands, “Isn’t everyone known?” She looked proud.

Zhu Zan squinted.

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“Shi Ziye is such an outstanding young man, and of course he is proud to have such a husband.” Miss Jun said, walking towards him.

Ah bah, Zhu Zan glared to avoid, but Miss Jun patted his shoulder and walked over to him with a smile.

Zhu Zan slammed her back with two fists, and followed her with his sleeves and hands behind.

The gate of the Duke’s Mansion was wide open, and the servants greeted him with respect.

Miss Jun stopped again, looked at the plaque and looked inside.

“I didn’t expect to be able to enter the Duke’s Mansion.” She said with a bit of sigh.

Zhu Zan laughed twice and approached her.

“Our country’s government is very easy-going. As for the guests, it’s easy to come and go. It’s not difficult to come again.” He said, emphasizing the word “guest”.

Miss Jun pursed her lips and smiled, raised her skirt and walked up the steps.

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