Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 150 Shangshu
Liu Ning lay on the ground, somewhat puzzled.

What exactly happened just now?
How could I have been slapped for no reason?

when?
Why didn't I see it?
He was accompanied by seven or eight guards, so how did this person manage to get close to him?

Liu Ning's thoughts were in complete disarray, and she huddled on the ground, trembling.

She couldn't speak, half of her face was swollen from being slapped, and several of her teeth had been knocked out.

A sharp pain shot through one side of my brain, and all I could do was gasp for air.

It hurts terribly.

This was even with Lin Jiang using as little force as possible.

Lin Jiang was genuinely afraid that if he used even a little force, he would smash Liu Ning's head open.

"Miss!"

Suddenly, the servants scrambled forward, and just as Lin Jiang raised his arm, the foremost guard fell to the ground as if struck by lightning, howling at the top of his lungs:
"Miss! We can't win!"

Lin Jiang's lips twitched, his fingertips still hovering in mid-air.

He didn't know if these servants were good at fighting, but they were definitely good at acting.

He looked around:
Are you going to continue?

"Don't get cocky, kid! You injured the daughter of the Minister of Personnel! Don't think the Minister will let you off the hook!"

A young servant shouted loudly, and as he shouted, he indignantly backed away, protecting everyone in front of him.

Seeing his demeanor, the others also looked resolute, as if they were ready to fight Lin Jiang to the death.

They started backing away.

Lin Jiang had only taken half a step to the left when the crowd surged to the right like a tide; when he turned in another direction, the massive mass of people screamed and scattered in the opposite direction.

Several people collapsed to the ground as they fled, screaming in agony.

"No! Murder!"

Lin Jiang laughed when he saw it.

No, what kind of lackeys did you bring?
Shouldn't you bring at least a few loyal bodyguards with you when you go out?

What kind of extraordinary talents are these?

Upon seeing this scene, Xiao Shanshen's mouth dropped open in astonishment as he looked at Lin Jiang with genuine admiration.
"Lin Jiang, Lin Jiang, could it be that your martial arts have improved to a higher level? You were able to drive them away without even encountering them!"

Lin Jiang didn't know how to answer.

In other words, Chen Dajiang went to the market to buy vegetables. If he really saw this group of guards, he would probably teach them how to write the word "guards".

He crouched down, facing Liu Ning's face, which was streaked with tears:

You'll regret telling me, won't you?

Liu Ning couldn't speak, and could only back away, tears streaming down her face.

Lin Jiang slowly picked up the blood-stained broken teeth from the ground, wrapped them in a silk handkerchief to make a delicate bundle, and placed it in her palm:
"I'll fix your teeth for you. See how good I am? Then you can go to the dentist to get your teeth fixed, and there won't be any problems."

He then took out a silver ingot from his pocket and waved it around:

"This money should be enough for your medical expenses, sweetie."

Liu Ning looked at her teeth, then at the silver, her lifelong arrogance of bullying men and women long since turned into a bellyful of resentment:

If the other party had simply walked away after being slapped today, or mocked her for overestimating herself, Liu Ning would probably still be filled with rage, wishing she could find a way to tear that person apart alive.

But Lin Jiang had this attitude!

It's like slapping someone and then giving them candy; it's even more humiliating than being publicly shamed.

There was a genuine feeling of being looked down upon.

In the distance, Liu Ning felt as if she had returned to years ago.

It seemed as if she had become that little girl with snot bubbles coming out of her nose, being whipped by her father with a bamboo stick.

She couldn't hold back any longer, so she tilted her head back and burst into loud sobs.

Liu Ning's face is now swollen and she is missing a tooth. When she cries, it aggravates the nerves in her face, making the pain even more unbearable.

I cried and hurt, hurt and cried, but I didn't have many tears left, and in the end all I could do was wail.

But she still insisted on howling at the top of her lungs, her voice sounding like a dull knife scraping pigskin, making Lin Jiang's eardrums throb.

The young ginseng covered his ears in shock:

"So noisy! Is this some kind of Lion's Roar? But why doesn't it sound imposing?"

Xiao Shanshen thought it was Liu Ning who launched the attack.

"Then I'll go first."

Lin Jiang got up, covered his ears, and left, leaving Liu Ning on the ground shouting louder and louder.

Several servants reluctantly tried to help her up, but were instead thrown off balance by Liu Ning, who was covered in blood, dust, and mud.

The young lady simply collapsed on the ground, throwing a tantrum, her face covered in snot and tears, frightening everyone into squatting in a circle and staring helplessly.

Only when the demonic sound finally faded into the wind did Xiaoshan Shen finally put his hand down.

"That's really scary."

"Yes," Lin Jiang said sincerely.

The bead had only peeked halfway out from Lin Jiang's sleeve:
"Brother, you really scared me just now. I thought you were going to beat that girl to death."

"Huh?" Lin Jiang asked, puzzled. "He looks so ferocious to me?"

bead:"……"

Tiger Robe just finished digesting all the bandits he had eaten two days ago. You're asking me if I'm that bloodthirsty?
“Someone in the capital wants to mess with her family. I don’t care if I deal with her now, but if I kill her, it will only cause me more trouble. Besides, she just came to cause trouble. We can teach her a lesson.” Lin Jiang saw things very clearly: “Moreover… Manager Guo said that killing people in the capital is forbidden. I don’t think he said that casually.”

“That wasn’t just something I said offhand,” said Zhuzi.

"Please tell me, Brother Zhuzi."

Zhu Zi didn't hold back either, and began to talk at length:

"There are three powerful figures in the capital palace who do not engage with the world: two at the eighth level and one at the ninth level. The ninth-level master is the Imperial Preceptor, who cultivates profound Taoist immortal arts and can ascend to the clouds and pluck stars, cutting a piece of the morning sun to reflect in a lantern, making him invincible in the world. As for the two eighth-level masters, one is the Ancestor of Literature, who studies the classics and is the Taoist Ancestor of all scholars in the world, whose mouth can produce lotus flowers; the second is the one who cultivates the art of law and is responsible for supervising the revision of laws, which is why people in the capital cannot kill others at will."

"Could you explain it more simply?" Lin Jiang couldn't help but interrupt Zhu Zi.

"Brother, do you also think I'm too long-winded? Back then, Master Zhao also thought I was long-winded, always feeling that I talked too much whenever I opened my mouth."

Lin Jiang stared at the beads.

A little embarrassed, Zhu Zi coughed lightly and continued:
"The founder of the Fa Xiu Sect was surnamed Li and named Li Zheng. He wrote 365 decrees on the Tongtian Stele in the Imperial City. If someone committed a crime in the city, it would be recorded on the Tongtian Stele. The more serious the crime, the more heavily it would be recorded on the Tongtian Stele. Killing someone in the street was one of them."

"If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't even need the Six Doors to intervene. The power of the Heavenly Stele alone would be enough to bring them to court after the murder and have them beheaded by the guillotine. But someone as capable as you, brother, would naturally be unable to behead someone by the guillotine, though your name would still be recorded in Li Zhengfa's register."

"If you meet Li Zheng one day, when he flips through the book and reads your name, all your skills will be reduced by half out of thin air."

Even though Lin Jiang told Zhu Zi to keep it simple, Zhu Zi still kept rambling on and on.

However, Lin Jiang eventually figured out the reason behind it.

This method is indeed powerful.

With such a method in place, even if those powerful figures in the capital harbored resentment, they would naturally refrain from taking action rashly.

Adding a weakness to your own life is ultimately not a wise move.

"Aren't there any misjudgments or wrongful executions in the capital?"

Lin Jiang suddenly thought of this problem.

"Of course there are still some. For every policy, there is a countermeasure. Many people in the capital have bad intentions and rack their brains to come up with all sorts of ways. Some have obtained waist tokens that grant executioners special permission to kill, some have used substitute talismans to temporarily exchange their fate with others, and some have even dug up underground chambers and placed barriers to prevent exploration inside, so that they can carry out private punishments in the underground chambers."

"He used all his intelligence on figuring out how to kill people."

"Yes, some people will do anything to kill someone."

Putting this incident out of his mind, Lin Jiang continued smoothly along the path of memory.

Before long, they arrived at Liang Huashan's residence. The gatekeeper saw him from afar and bowed to lead the way. When they arrived at the place where Liang Huashan often stayed, they found that the other party was already waiting there.

"Young master, was the journey smooth?"

Seeing that Lin Jiang was a little late, Liang Huashan asked him a question.

"I just encountered a child playing around on the road."

"These children who haven't grown up yet are the most troublesome."

"Yes."

Lin Jiang looked puzzled at the small ginseng in his sleeve.

That woman who was throwing things around just now was clearly a madwoman; where did these children come from?

……

The Liu family in the Ministry of Personnel has been busy these past few days.

For the servants, every day was the same.

He sweeps the courtyard when the rooster crows three times, and irons his court robes when the moon rises above the willow branches. Day after day, even the tilt of his shadow is as if it has been measured with a ruler.

However, for the people in the Liu family, it was already a time of impending doom and impending collapse.

In the main hall today, Master Liu is welcoming a guest from the Ministry of War.

"Lord Liu, the memorials from the Censorate impeaching you are piled up like a mountain."

Gongyang Wei lowered his voice and said to the old man in front of him.

The old man's face was gloomy, and he glanced sideways at Gongyang Wei:
"I am not deaf and blind yet. Lord Gongyang, you have come to see me today not just to chat about these trivial matters."

“Indeed not.” Gongyang Wei smiled and said, “I think Lord Liu should also know that after Feng Aoshan is gone, it will be difficult to get some resources from the general. But the general is kind-hearted. If you are willing to do some work, the general will naturally forgive and forget.”

Minister Liu frowned.

That sounds nice, but helping the general is never that easy.

Sometimes it takes a lot of effort, and sometimes you might even lose your life in it.

Before Minister Liu could ask what was going on, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the Liu residence. Minister Liu frowned slightly, ignored Gongyang Wei, and got up to walk outside.

He soon arrived outside and saw a large group of his servants carrying a pig's head back into the courtyard.

Upon closer inspection,
Where is the pig's head?!

It's clearly her own daughter!
Minister Liu was completely stunned.
Who hit their own daughter?!

(End of this chapter)