Even if there are a few royal guards, they will enter the house.

"Let's see who dares!"

Li Xiang was so angry that he was about to draw his sword.

Zhang Gong stretched his neck and said with a ferocious smile: "Come! Come! Cut here."

Li Xiangya almost bit it into pieces, staring at the thing in front of him that was worse than a beast.

The Jinyiwei family has strict laws and uses the knife on superiors.

Not only will he not survive, but his family will also be implicated.

"Master Zhang, what's wrong today? Are you so angry?"

At this time, a clear voice sounded.

A handsome young man waving a folding fan stood at the door with a smile.

Zhang Gong turned around and said, "Why does Mr. Jing have time to come to Jin Yiwei?"

Jing Yu smiled and said, "Come to pick up a friend."

"Mr. Jing's friend? Which one?"

Jing Yu searched for it and pointed at Li Ping'an in the corner with his finger.

"Just him."

Zhang Gong had no time to talk to Jing Yu, "Take him away."

He had never had a good impression of these students from Huailu Academy.

A group of poor scholars who only know how to talk nonsense.

But there is no need to offend, it belongs to the well and does not offend the river.

Jing Yu shook his folding fan, "As soon as I came in below, I saw Master Zhang trying to insult an innocent girl. I wonder why?"

Zhang Gong frowned and said impatiently: "It's not your turn to take care of Jin Yiwei's affairs."

Jing Yu walked up to Zhang Gong in a few steps, "I draw my sword to help when there is injustice on the road, not to mention what Master Zhang has done, I really can't stand it."

Zhang Gong said in a deep voice: "You are a commoner, but you don't have any fame at all.

I've already given you a lot of face by asking you to take the person away, so don't be so fucking shameless."

After saying that, he shouted to the few guards in royal robes standing at the door of the side room.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and show our Mr. Jing a wheel battle!"

Seeing a poor innocent child going through this kind of thing.

Jing Yu suddenly became anxious and lost his previous demeanor.

Moved out the trump card.

"Do you know who my teacher is?"

Zhang Gong sneered: "I know, everyone Zhong!

He is also a commoner and has no right to manage Jinyiwei."

"you......"

Jing Yu was choked and speechless.

Although Mr. Zhong is famous among scholars all over the world.

But it is true that he is just a commoner without any fame.

Jing Yu simply held the sword at his waist, "If you dare to touch her today, I will..."

"Someone is committing murder in Jinyiwei!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Gong shouted loudly.

The sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed sounded at the same time, and the guards inside and outside the prison heard the sound and came over.

After a while, the place was completely surrounded.

When Jing Yu saw this scene, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Regained some composure.

It is true that he is a disciple of Huailu Academy.

But that doesn't mean he can be lawless.

What's more, in recent years, His Majesty has been quite dissatisfied with Huailu Academy.

Especially in this Jinyiwei.

He has no identity and no legal reason.

Once you are imprisoned, you will no longer be able to obtain honors in the future.

If it were a little heavier, I might not be able to save my life.

Jing Yu gritted his teeth and looked at the trembling girl hiding in the corner in the side room.

Damn it!!

These beasts don't even spare children.

If you stand by and watch today.

Not only will my conscience not be able to live with it, but I am afraid that my heart for spiritual practice will be stained with dust in the future.

A drop of sweat ran across Jing Yu's forehead.

Seeing Jing Yu's lack of reaction, Zhang Gong smiled contemptuously.

"Boy, why are you pretending to be a good person here!"

The other Jin Yiwei were holding their hands and watching the show not far away.

Don't worry about the matter being your own.

The official uniforms they wear are not a symbol of fairness and justice, but a symbol of power.

With the help of Jin Yiwei, Li Pingan untied the heavy locks and anklets.

He stretched out and looked calm.

It seems that he is not interested in what is happening now.

"I will give you a chance now. Either chop me to death, or I will take my brothers there later..."

Zhang Gong straightened his hips and smiled.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Jing Yu's voice shone with a dark light, his hand firmly pressed against the scabbard of his sword.

It seemed as if the sheath was about to be pulled out in the next second.

However, in the end he seemed to have lost all his strength.

His hands dropped weakly, his head lowered, not daring to look at anyone again.

Ideal and reality are always two different things.

Zhang Gong said proudly: "Come here, send Mr. Jing and his friends out, and then we can enjoy ourselves behind closed doors.

Try not to make it too loud, so as not to arouse Mr. Jing's sympathy."

The words just fell.

"Qiang!!"

A dazzling light flashed across Zhang Gong's neck, and Zhang Gong had no time for a chain reaction.

When the light disappeared, everyone saw only a drop of bright red blood dripping.

Immediately afterwards, a red line on Zhang Gong's neck slowly turned bright red.

He stood there in a daze, and then fell to the ground with a "pop".

No more sound.

"Pretend to be paralyzed."

Li Ping'an said softly and walked away before everyone could react.

............

Zhang Gong's father, Zhang Deming, went on a mission a few days ago and returned to the capital in the past two days.

Not home yet.

Although the old man of the Zhang family was in charge, he retired.

But all four sons have entered Jinyiwei, and the Zhang family is not divided now.
To be continued...