Li Mubai suddenly waved his hand, and the driver was lifted up by a breeze and landed lightly on the roadside.
Li Daru grabbed the reins, drove the car himself, and said slowly: "This is a thousand-mile horse, which can travel a thousand miles a day."
An amazing scene happened. The horse pulling the cart was originally an ordinary brown horse, but at this moment, it suddenly neighed excitedly.
Under the brown skin, tendons bulged and the body swelled. In the blink of an eye, it was nearly twice as tall as an ordinary horse.
Li Mubai's carriage sped away.
Zhang Shen snorted coldly: "You get off too."
He sent the driver to the roadside, took his place, grabbed the reins, and said in a deep voice: "This horse is big and strong, not only a thousand-mile horse, but also has six legs."
The same change happened again. The black horse was also like its kind, with a swollen body and knotted muscles.
The difference is that its abdomen is separated by flesh and blood, bones grow, nerves intertwine... and two new horse legs grow out.
The black horse's six hooves fly like flying, raising a cloud of dust, and it catches up with Li Mubai's carriage.
"Old thief, you are too shameless. How can there be a horse with six hooves?" Li Mubai was furious.
"If I say there is, there is."
"Okay, then my horse has eight hooves."
"Humph, shameless old thief, you must snatch my disciples, right? My carriage is as light as thin paper and flies with the wind!"
A gust of wind blew, and Zhang Shen's carriage was as light as thin paper, and it flew away with the wind.
Li Mubai was not to be outdone, and shouted: "My carriage can drive clouds."
A cloud of white clouds appeared out of nowhere, stuck to the wheels, and sent the carriage into the sky.
Xu Pingzhi stared at the scene in amazement until the two carriages disappeared into the sky, and swallowed his throat:
"Scholars are really good at bragging."
Xu Xinnian looked at the sky, yearning in his heart, and murmured: "This is not bragging, this is the fifth Confucian quality: virtue!"
It has another name, which comes from the drunken ridicule of the supervisor: Confucianism messes up the law with literature!
...
Ministry of Justice prison.
Xu Qian'an wore shackles and sat cross-legged on a tattered straw mat with his back against the cold wall.
Smelling the damp, cold and rotten smell in the air, it seemed as if he was back in the prison of the government office.
According to the information he had read from the case library before, there were countless examples of bullying men and women in the capital government offices. These things were not heard by the old emperor at all, so they were suppressed.
Isn't this the reason why the four words "reaching the ears of the emperor" are as heavy as Mount Tai?
But this is the period of the imperial inspection. Aren't you afraid of being attacked by political enemies? Xu Qian'an snorted, "Kill me quickly and decisively, and then force my second uncle to endure humiliation with the lives of my whole family. Isn't it settled?"
"I was wrong. The middle class is indeed comfortable, but as long as you offend those big shots once, you will be doomed."
"If I want to live like a human being, I must have power and strength."
Clang... The iron door at the end of the corridor opened, and footsteps came from far away. Soon, a jailer led two knives to the fence.
"Take you to the last meal." The jailer laughed sarcastically.
After he opened the door, he did not go in, but took a step back and shouted, "Come out and die."
The two soldiers held the handle of the knife with both hands, their eyes alert.
Although he was wearing special shackles and leg irons, the other party was still a martial artist at the peak of the refining spirit. If he fought desperately, they would also be in danger.
"You'd better be honest and cooperate with us. You don't want us to shoot through your tendons and drag you out."
Xu Qian'an was silent for a moment and stood up.
...
Sun Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice was working at his desk, with files and memorials piled up like a mountain.
Suddenly, he seemed to have a feeling and looked out the window.
In a moment, two black shadows came quickly, and the outline gradually became clear. They were two carriages, one riding the breeze and the other riding the clouds.
The two carriages drove side by side, vying to be the first, and landed together in the courtyard of the Ministry of Justice.
The majestic horses finally fell to the ground exhausted at the moment of landing, as if all their vitality was drained away, and they died twitching.
The soldiers on duty at the Ministry of Justice immediately surrounded them.
Sun Shangshu, wearing a scarlet robe, frowned and greeted him. He had a square face, and when he frowned and concentrated, he was serious.
"Brother Chunjing, Brother Jinyan, why are you two here in the Ministry of Justice?"
Minister Sun is still promising. Although the struggle between the Imperial College and Yunlu Academy has a long history, the arrival of two great scholars is enough to make him take a proper attitude.
Zhang Shen bowed his hands and said in a deep voice: "The Ministry of Justice arrested one of my disciples today, Xu Qi'an. Please release him, Minister Sun."
Arrested a student from Yunlu Academy?
These old guys in Yunlu Academy are the most protective of their shortcomings... Minister Sun said: "The Ministry of Justice has the power to manage criminal justice, and will not arrest people for no reason. Please explain clearly."
He did not agree immediately. Although the Imperial College suppressed Yunlu Academy in the officialdom, it was because the Imperial College was an official academy of the court.
Yunlu Academy naturally could not compete with the Imperial College. The court did not use your people, what can you do?
But this does not mean that Yunlu Academy is a soft persimmon that can be squeezed at will. Yunlu Academy masters the Confucian practice system and is a holy place in the hearts of students all over the world.
The college teachers are famous for protecting their shortcomings, so as long as there is no real crime, the officials of the Ministry of Justice will not take the initiative to find fault.
Without waiting for the two great Confucian scholars to speak, several officers ran over in a panic and shouted: "Shangshu, a group of white-clothed Sitianjian disciples came outside and broke into the yamen. We can't stop them..."
Shangshu Sun and the officials of the Ministry of Justice present looked in the direction of the sound, and a group of Sitianjian disciples in white clothes rushed into the Ministry of Justice.
The leader was a man with an embroidered alchemy furnace on his chest, with thick eyebrows, a high nose, and dark circles under his eyes that seemed to never fade.
Song Qing, the fourth disciple of the Sitianjian Supervisor.
The aggressive attitude of the other party made Shangshu Sun frown and shouted: "You have violated the law by trespassing into the Ministry of Justice. Why don't you leave quickly?"
Song Qing stopped, bowed, and said lightly: "Shangshu, we are here to ask the Ministry of Justice for someone."
Hearing this, Shangshu Sun's heart jumped, and he had a guess, and said in a deep voice: "Who is it."
"Xu Qiyan, who was just arrested by the Ministry of Justice for no reason today."
It was Xu Qiyan again. Who is this person? At the same time, he attracted the great Confucian scholars of Yunlu Academy and the white-clothed people of Sitianjian.
In Dafeng, no one wants to offend the Supervisor. Even Yunlu Academy, which claims to be an orthodox Confucian, was mocked by the drunken Supervisor for using literature to disrupt the law, but it accepted it with a pinch of the nose and did not try to convince the Supervisor.
"What's going on? Who is Xu Qi'an? Why have I never heard of this person?"
"You are ignorant, right? Do you know about the tax silver case? It was Xu Qi'an who solved it."
"But this man is just a warrior. How come he is related to Confucianism and the Imperial Observatory?"
"Strange, why did our Ministry of Justice arrest him?"
The officials of the Ministry of Justice who came to watch were whispering to each other.
Shangshu Sun waved his hand and called an official from the Ministry of Justice, asking, "Is the Ministry of Justice arresting a prisoner named Xu Qi'an today?"
The official replied in a low voice, then hurried away, and came back with a stack of documents in a moment.
"Sir, there is no Xu Qi'an in the arrest documents."
No? Shangshu Sun's face darkened.
"Who is going to arrest him?"
"This humble official knows..." The official turned his eyes and glanced at a man in a green robe in the crowd, "It's Doctor Huang."
Swish... a series of eyes were cast over.
After returning to the Ministry of Justice, the man in green robe, Huang Lang, had only time to take a sip of tea and had not yet taken credit to the Minister's son. He felt a chill in his heart.