Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 72, Raiding the Guo Family! Guo Youzhi's gift, a gift package of the Three Heroes of the Early Han Dynasty?
He Zongwei's expression changed and he spoke with some fear.

"What do you want to do!"

"The Lord has ordered that no one from the Guo Mansion should be allowed to leave. Mr. He, please don't make things difficult for us."

The gangsters were laughing and their faces were full of teasing and scrutiny.

He Zongwei snorted coldly.

"What if I have to leave?"

Originally, this sentence was just a boast to prevent my momentum from weakening.

Unexpectedly, the gangsters around looked at each other and showed ecstasy. This was exactly what they wanted.

"Brothers, copy the guy!"

More than a dozen sticks hit He Zongwei in an instant, and he resisted three waves in a row.

He Zongwei curled up on the ground and begged for mercy in pain.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, I won't leave, okay?"

It's not that He Zongwei is stubborn, but the first hit made He Zongwei dizzy and difficult to speak.

At this time, Liu Hong came on horseback, and a group of thugs hurriedly threw away their sticks and boasted to Liu Hong.

I hope Liu Hong will also take them to join the army and get an official position.

After all, Liu Hong's protective character had spread throughout Kyoto when Emperor Qing angrily rebuked Liu Hong.

"Alright, alright, it's unbecoming to fight in the Shangshu's residence! Quickly drag this guy away and keep him under strict guard."

Fan Xian didn't care about He Zongwei, the venomous snake, but Liu Hong didn't.

If He Zongwei cannot become a knife for Liu Hong to threaten Fan Xian, then it is better for He Zongwei to die, so that he will not be suddenly valued by Emperor Qing.

He Zongwei wiped the blood from his nose and looked at the third-rank official sitting on the warhorse with a complicated expression.

There was a time when he looked down on and mocked Liu Hong because of his gangster identity.

Although the result was terrible, he was put in a sack and taught a lesson by Liu Hong and a group of thugs.

However, He Zongwei never felt that he was much worse than Liu Hong until the Qianlong Bay victory when Liu Hong became Pei Bo.

Liu Hong ignored He Zongwei, handed the warhorse to Yang Du, and went to Guo Youzhi's study alone.

The servants and maids around them knelt down, trembling all over, waiting for their fate.

"Liu Hong, what do you want to do, this is the Shangshu Mansion!"

Guo Baokun was filled with rage and blocked Liu Hong's way, refusing to let him meet Guo Youzhi.

"Master Guo, I am not your enemy. What makes you like this is your hatred and Fan Xian's favor."

Liu Hong's expression remained calm, and he could only describe Guo Baokun's behavior as courageous.

Even though he doesn't attack often, in fact, he only needs one move to deal with Guo Baokun.

Moreover, the bottleneck has loosened recently, and it seems that he will break through to the seventh level soon. Although it is useless, Liu Hong does not like close combat with others.

"Minister Liu is right. Guo'er, let the Minister come in."

A heavy cough was heard in the study. Listening to the sound, Guo Youzhi seemed to have aged several decades overnight.

While Guo Baokun was still hesitating, Liu Hong went straight into Guo Youzhi's study.

After serving as an official for so many years, Guo Youzhi can be said to be an honest official.

The study is decorated in a simple and natural way, even though most of the calligraphy and paintings were done by Guo Youzhi himself.

No wonder they were able to cultivate Guo Baokun, a silly guy whose values ​​are more in line with modern people.

"Mr. Minister, you are here really early."

Guo Youzhi sat at the desk, writing something.

Liu Hong was not in a hurry and poured Guo Youzhi a pot of hot tea.

Both of them knew very well that Liu Hong was willing to give Guo Youzhi some respect because Guo Youzhi was the Minister of Rites.

It can be said that among the talented people in Kyoto, there are three who are truly talented and those who are just fakes.

The Shangshu knew it very well, but due to the secret manipulation of many officials in the Spring Examination, these scholars could only suffer the fate of failing the exam again and again.

But Liu Hong didn't care. His Qianlong Bay had everything in place, except for the lack of talent.

"Well, Your Excellency, please take a look! There are thousands of talented people in Kyoto, but there are only a dozen or so who are truly worthy of the title, and a few of them can be called talents who can assist the king."

Guo Youzhi finished writing, looking dejected.

Liu Hong took the paper gently, and his heart was shocked. He was not familiar with the talents in Kyoto, so how could he know the talents of these people? However, the names of three of them were something Liu Hong could never forget even in his dreams.

Zhang Liang, Han Xin, Xiao He!

Could it be that God felt that it was too difficult for him to rebel, so he took advantage of today to give him a helping hand?

Liu Hong was excited at first, but soon calmed down.

We will see later whether he has talent or not.

The list was worth the money and he was very satisfied.

"Don't worry, Lord Shangshu. As long as I'm in Kyoto for one day, your son will be fine!"

Liu Hong spoke with a sincere tone and in a powerful voice.

Guo Youzhi stroked his beard with a smile on his face.

It seems that Liu Hong knows me well. It's a pity that I avoided Liu Hong because of some bad things said by Guo Baokun and missed the opportunity to make friends with him.

"Let's go! Minister Liu, if we calculate the time, my Guo family should also be sealed up and confiscated."

Liu Hong put away the list and nodded slightly.

Hundreds of city defense soldiers poured into the Guo family's home. Officials from the Ministry of Revenue were calculating the Guo family's property, while the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple were considering what crime to bring against Guo Youzhi.

Several officials from the Ministry of Justice came forward with shackles and were about to put them on Guo Youzhi.

Guo Baokun almost rushed forward, but the city defense soldiers had no expression on their faces. They held their spears across their faces to stop this brainless second-generation official.

Guo Youzhi smiled bitterly and raised his hands.

Suddenly there was a roar of anger.

Liu Hong frowned and looked at the officials from the Ministry of Justice with some dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing! Minister Guo was once a senior official, are you afraid that he will run away? If you end up like this one day, do you want to suffer this fate?"

Several officials from the Ministry of Justice stood there in a daze.

The assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice nodded slightly, agreeing with what Liu Hong said. Besides, he did not want to offend Liu Hong, the actual person in charge of the Ministry of War.

Guo Youzhi was the Minister of Rites, but he was imprisoned for a few minor crimes. Many officials could not help but feel sad for him.

As an official, everyone has a dark history.

If these things were really investigated, I'm afraid all the censors in the Censorate would be dismissed.

Guo Youzhi smiled gratefully at Liu Hong and looked at him pleadingly.

"Minister Liu, can I have a few more words with my son?"

Liu Hong turned around and waved his hand, and the city defense soldiers raised their spears.

"Dad, I'm sorry...it's all my fault that you are like this."

Guo Baokun's voice choked with sobs and he hugged Guo Youzhi tightly, refusing to let go.

"Alas, fool! From now on, your father can no longer protect you. If you have any questions, go to Minister Liu. He is a good official."

Guo Youzhi sighed softly.

It’s no use saying anything now. Things have come to this point, and the demise of the Guo family has become inevitable.

Liu Hong's face turned red when he heard this good official say this.

It had only been two months since he became the Minister of War, but he had already made more than 300,000 taels of silver.

His speed of making money is comparable to that of the officials in the Ministry of Revenue.

If someone like Liu Hong can be considered a good official, then Guo Youzhi's definition of officials is a bit too low.

After the father and son finished talking for a while, the Dali Temple official looked a little anxious.

Liu Hong coughed a few times.

Guo Youzhi smiled apologetically, left towards the Guo family's gate, and looked back at the Shangshu's mansion.

Maybe he will never be able to come back here in this life.

"father!"

Guo Baokun screamed heart-wrenchingly and wanted to rush over.

Liu Hong grabbed Guo Baokun, and no matter how hard the child struggled, it was useless.

(End of this chapter)