Hua Yunxiong is still the Minister of Justice, but his son Hua Haolin, who was the culprit, was broken both legs.

But no one guessed that Hua Haolin, who was broken, changed from a playboy and studied knowledge. After a few years, he became a Hanlin scholar and was admired by scholars all over the world.

Several years later, Hua Yunxiong talked about this matter and smiled: "If I had known it, I should have broken my legs as soon as possible..."

...

"Greatly send the Southern King!"

When an extended luxury car took Xu Yi away, everyone in the Ministry of Justice was in tears.

This evil god finally asked to leave.

"Everyone, from now on, please check and follow the source more frequently when you go to the Ministry of Justice to send people to the Ministry of Justice. Next time, if anyone sends such a big shot into the prison, I will send him in too!" Wang Zhan said sternly.

"Here!"

In the extended luxury car, Xu Yi held a glass of red wine and savored it gently.

This car has a red dragon character on the license plate number and a number 05. It belongs to Xu Yi's special car.

Behind the rear, there were more than a dozen black cars, and eighteen motorcycles were escorted from the left and right, with a huge momentum.

This is the attitude that a king should have when traveling.

Wherever they went, the vehicles were leaning against each other, and everyone saluted, and the mountain greeted the King of Southern.

From the third city to the second city gate, thousands of defenders all saluted.

"Welcome to the King of Southern!"

The sound is shocking.

Xu Yi instantly became the focus of the entire capital.

The newly enfeoffed Nanwang entered the capital.

Why did he come? It was naturally for the defeat of Cangmang Country.

Who beat Cangmang? It’s this Southern King!

What happened to him coming to the capital to bully the Ministry of Justice? Compared to defeating Cangmang, is it better to be insignificant?

There were many discussions in the streets and alleys.

The second return to the city belongs to the periphery of the palace.

Non-royal relatives cannot live here.

Second, on the south side of the city, a mansion covering an area of ​​100 acres was cold and quiet.

Two three-meter-old jade lions are built to protect the house, and marble is paved on the ground.

Above the house, the three big words "Nanwang Mansion" are written.

This is rewarded by the king.

Although the kings of southern Xinjiang have lived in southern Xinjiang for a long time, they have rarely been there for a night in several years.

But there are dozens of servants here, who clean and carefully take care of the houses and buildings every day, ensure that they are spotless and waiting for the King of Southern to move in at any time.

The owner of this house was the King of Southern, not Xu Yi alone.

Except for the south, the east, west, north, each with three large houses of the same size.

They are the Northern King's Mansion, the Western King's Mansion, and the Eastern King's Mansion.

Same as the Southern Palace.

When the Eastern King and the Western King occasionally entered the capital, the worst one was the Northern King's Mansion, the Northern King Shen Zhuo, who has been far away from the capital since he was named the King of Heaven and has not been there once for more than 20 years.

The extended luxury car slowly stopped.

Hongye got off the car first and opened the car door.

Xu Yi stood at the door wearing a casual outfit, looking up at the three big words "Nanwang Mansion" and feeling a lot of emotion.

The last time I came here, I came with Lao Nan.

At that time, he was also shocked by the kingly spirit.

But I didn't expect that I would have such a day.

"See the Southern King!"

People around him were kneeling all over the ground.

There were servants of the Southern Palace, and there were also defenders who were permanently stationed in the Southern Palace.

These people are not from southern Xinjiang, but some of them were transferred by the imperial guards to permanent residence and changed every March.

"No gift." Xu Yi spoke lightly, showing his majesty.

"King of Xie Nan!"

After everyone stood up, Xu Yi took the lead.

Hongye followed Xu Yi tightly half a step behind him.

The huge Nanwang Mansion, pavilions, towers, rockery and waterfalls, winding paths, and the environment is as beautiful as the imperial garden.

Standing on the highest attic in the royal palace, you can see the entire second city.

"My king, please change your clothes." Hongye came respectfully with a red robe.

"good."

In the room, Xu Yi opened his arms, Hongye took off Xu Yi's coat and trousers, and carefully put the red king robe on it.

Xu Yi looked at himself in the mirror and felt helpless: "I still think this royal robe is too fucking."

Hongye chuckled: "My king is just right in dressing, handsome and majestic, and has a dragon and phoenix posture."

Xu Yi said without comment: "Let's go and see Yichen."

Hongye was overjoyed, but immediately shook his head: "My king, you have just entered the palace, so don't go to the third city first. I wonder how many people are staring at you. If you run around, those three ministers and nine ministers will probably write memorials again."

"Let them write, in the middle of winter, write and move their skills, and they should thank me for me." Xu Yi said as he walked.

Hongye had no choice but to follow her. Anyway, she believed whatever Xu Yi said.

A rumbling sound came out, and Xu Yi's exclusive car swam across the city and headed back to the city three times.

"The King of Southern is arrogant!"

"Isn't it too silly?"

"He has entered the second city and didn't he take the lead in meeting the king?"

"Why is one of the four kings so unruly?"

Various condemnations sounded, and sure enough, many ministers once again wrote memorials seriously.

The Daoist Yan Hong of the dynasty had a headache after hearing this and said to his confidant: "When the ministers gather, they don't have to present the emperor in person, but they will burn it directly."

"Here."

Yan Hong looked up at the sky: "Why do you have to do this? Can't you eat or sleep well? Let's wait until Xu Mutian gets fussy."

After returning to the city three times, the South throne car headed east.

“Where is the east?”

"Ministry of War."

"What did the King of Southern went to the Ministry of War?"

"The Ministry of War is in charge of the selection of military officers in the country and military ranks, military ordinances, military orders, post stations and other affairs. Maybe the King of Southern will pick people?"

"Hurry! Let my Qiliner avoid it!"

"Send the order quickly and let my son and grandson leave the Ministry of War!"

"My son can't go to that ghost place in southern Xinjiang!"

In the Ministry of War, when they learned that the Southern Dynasty was coming, it was possible that people were being picked into southern Xinjiang, people were overturned.

Who would be willing to go to a miserable place like southern Xinjiang? He immediately ran away and stayed as far as he could.

But the officials of the Ministry of War did not dare to escape, and they stood at the gate, waiting with a look of bitterness.

Soon, Xu Yi's car arrived.

"See King Nan!" Everyone saluted one after another.

Xu Yi waved his hand and walked into the Ministry of War: "No gift."

In the lobby, Xu Yi sat firmly in the first place.

None of the Minister of War and the Minister of the Secretariat dared to sit down.

"There is a person named Yichen in the Ministry of War. He should be the chief officer of the Ministry of War in charge of compiling military military books. Where is the person? He brought him to me." Xu Yi said.

The Minister of War and the Minister of War looked at each other and looked at the others.
To be continued...