Chapter 38 Fan Xian: Not good!
Looking down from the second floor, one can clearly see a group of people holding swords and wearing the same style of coarse green cloth, snatching books with purple covers from the surrounding vegetable vendors or peddlers, and finally gathering in front of a sedan chair carried by four people.
The vendor whose books were stolen didn't dare to say a word. He huddled in a corner, looking at the group of people with flickering eyes.
"Ok?"
Fan Xian noticed that Ye Zheng's gaze lingered on Teng Zijing's face, but Ye Zheng did not react. Instead, he stood up and walked to the railing.
Naturally, he also noticed the noise downstairs and walked over curiously.
Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe also stood up and moved closer to Ye Zheng.
"Who are you?"
Ye Zheng shouted in a serious tone.
The sedan chair had already leaned forward, and Guo Baokun, who was about to get off, was startled when he heard the voice. Is this... Ye Zheng?
This group of stupid servants, when you tell them to pay attention to Fan Xian, they only pay attention to Fan Xian. Don’t they know how to report to Ye Zheng who is following Fan Xian?
In fact, Guo Baokun misunderstood his own servant. The Fan Mansion's carriage and Ye Zheng entered the street one after the other. After discovering the Fan Mansion's carriage, Ye Zheng had been trying very hard to chase it. It was really that the merchants in West City were too enthusiastic, which seriously delayed his chance to meet the young lady.
"My master is out sweeping the streets and dispersing pedestrians. What's wrong with that?" A young security guard saw Guo Baokun frozen for a moment, thinking that it was time to show off, and he straightened his chest and refuted Ye Zheng.
Ye Zheng nodded, his expression unchanged, and continued in a clear voice, "When a senior official travels, he should sweep the streets and disperse the pedestrians, but I don't know which department or which hospital your master is from?"
"My master is..." The guard was about to respond, but he saw Guo Baokun waving his hands at him, so he immediately changed his words and said, "Who are you..."
"Master Xiao Ye, we are just following orders." An older guard at the back recognized Ye Zheng, stopped him, and bowed to him with gritted teeth.
Ye Zheng ignored the security guard. He probably knew which family these security guards belonged to.
Not only should you consider what you stand to gain, but also what you stand to lose.
Just like the current situation, if he is afraid of a few words from the guards and does not deal with it, perhaps one of the censors will impeach him in the future, and his reputation among the people will also deteriorate.
Even in the face of life and death, fame was something he cared nothing about.
Ye Zheng took out a whistle from his leather belt, which he had specially made for a craftsman.
"Cover your ears." He said to Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe.
Fan Ruoruo didn't think at all and covered her ears with her slender hands.
“Beep~~~”
Fan Sizhe was just one step slower, and a crisp sound exploded in his ears. Then he covered his ears, and the sound desperately penetrated into his ears through his palms.
Fan Xian was quick.
There's nothing special about the whistle.
But due to Ye Zheng's physical characteristics, his breath was extremely powerful and long-lasting.
“Beep~~~”
When the whistle sounded across the busy streets, Tang Qi, who was nearest to the scene, heard it and immediately took out the whistle from his belt.
There was a sudden "beep" sound from all directions. A team of three people blew the whistle at the back, while the other two evacuated the pedestrians in front.
This was the first time that whistles were used in actual combat, and the archers of the Bingmasi did not dare to be negligent. Ye Zheng's strict discipline, rigorous training and generous salary mechanism for these people played a huge role at this moment.
Soon, the nearby Tang Qi team, Fu An team, Ji Zheng team, and Ni Hu team gathered in front of Yishiju gate, and more teams followed.
"grown ups."
The nine of them gathered together, clasped their fists, bowed their heads, and stood in front of the gate of Yishiju.
"Catch this guy who disturbs the streets and harasses the vendors!"
Ye Zheng looked at the group of sword-wielding guards and said, "You'd better not resist. The military department doesn't kill people easily. But if the thieves are too fierce, it's okay to beat them up."
Fan Ruoruo looked at his calm profile, her beautiful eyes full of light.
Fan Sizhe was a little panicked and quietly stepped back.
It's time to use swords and knives.
This was the first time that Fan Xian faced this companion at a work scene. He was young, but had a strong official authority, which was obviously closely related to his background, family education and family style. This companion handled things decisively and had a sharp style. He seemed to be law-abiding, upright and incorruptible, but... this was questionable.
Tang Qi and other archers in the South City Military Department did not recognize Guo Baokun's sedan chair. When Ye Zheng gave the first order, his hand had already rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
If these sword-wielding guards cooperate, it will be fine. If they don’t, as the adults said, they will be beaten to death.
Among them, Ni Hu from Ji Zheng’s team immediately drew out his knife.
However, the two men from the West City Military Department recognized the group of guards. They looked at each other and dared not say a word. They secretly decided in their hearts that if they really took action, they would just pretend to do so.
When big shots fight, people of their level will die if they get involved.
The idea was not bad, but it violated Ye Zheng's taboo.
He noticed the two's small movements and secretly memorized their faces. As for the shop owners nearby, some of them who often wandered around West City, they all recognized the group of guards and wanted to shout loudly to inform Ye Zheng.
Under Ye Zheng's cold and imposing aura, no one dared to say a word.
Are you kidding?
Didn’t you see that the archer had even drawn his sword?
The shopkeeper of Yishiju did not move either.
This is not unrelated to the fact that the Jiangnan Cui family behind him is the second prince's people.
And those vendors secretly cheered for Ye Zheng, but only secretly.
"Put down your swords and stop resisting. Come with us to the Bingmasi Yamen!" Ni Hu shouted.
This is the signal to take action.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"
How could Guo Baokun still stay in the sedan chair?
He walked out carefully, bypassed Ni Hu who had drawn his sword, and stood aside. He looked up at the second floor of Yishiju and said with a folded hand, "Third Young Master, these are my guards. They are just collecting some banned books as I ordered. Don't misunderstand me."
"Brother Guo." Ye Zheng also bowed, but his attitude was not enthusiastic.
Guo Baokun secretly groaned.
His father had just reminded him a few days ago to have less contact with Ye Zheng, a kid who liked to take risks and seek fame. He didn't expect that he would fall into his hands today.
"I remember that Brother Guo was an editor in the palace. According to our Daqing official system, he was a seventh-rank official. Your father was the Minister of Rites. It would be fine if you traveled by sedan chair, but you had to sweep the streets and disperse the pedestrians when you traveled? Or did Brother Guo give you another title?"
While he was thinking about how to deal with the situation next, Ye Zheng's words came over him.
What title did he add?
It is not so simple to add titles. How many people have been given titles since the current emperor took office?
Guo Baokun smiled bitterly, "I am just a crude warrior who doesn't understand official rules. I just made up some nonsense. Third Young Master, don't take it to heart."
"Okay, for Brother Guo's sake, I won't mind their nonsense." Ye Zheng nodded.
Guo Baokun was excited when he heard this, thinking that he was about to let go.
It’s not like what my father said.
"Brother Guo Shi, may I ask whether it was the Ministry of Rites or the Eighth Office of the Institute of Inspection that issued the order to list this book as a banned book?" Ye Zheng asked when he felt relaxed.
Guo Baokun was startled, something is not good!
"Never."
He was quite polite. He had obviously guessed what Ye Zheng was thinking, but he still responded honestly.
"Are these guards of your family servants from the Kyoto government or soldiers from the Ministry of Rites?" Ye Zheng asked again.
Guo Baokun was speechless.
Are you kidding?
Ye Zheng looked at his protruding eyes and said in a relaxed tone, "Okay, I understand."
"Brother Guo Shi, this book may not have been reviewed by the Eighth Office of the Inspection Institute, but those who sell this book should be regulated by the Kyoto Prefecture or the Ministry of Rites. Our Military Affairs Department is responsible for maintaining order in the market and collecting commercial taxes. Your guards disturbed the streets and disturbed the vendors. According to the "XXXX Regulations of the Western and Southern Cities of Kyoto", they should be punished with labor ranging from three to seven days of street cleaning. Do you have any objection?"
Guo Baokun couldn't bear to see the prince's instructions die in his womb, so he said, "They are just doing a righteous act, Zheng brother."
"Okay, Xicheng has sold books that have not been approved by the Imperial Court's Wenying General School. Later, Xicheng Military Affairs Department will submit a petition to the Kyoto Prefecture. I think the Kyoto Prefecture will reward your righteous act of protecting the prefecture."
"Can…"
He still wanted to struggle.
Ye Zheng's tone suddenly became sharper, "Brother Guo, your guards just pushed and beat people."
At this point, Guo Baokun had no choice but to give up and bowed to Ye Zheng, "Please take care of it, Third Young Master."
After saying this, he got into the sedan chair without even looking at the guards.
The four sedan bearers were also smart. They immediately carried their own young master and left in disgrace.
The guards all drooped their heads and ordered the archers of the Bingmasi to surrender their swords and take away their books, and then escort them to the Bingmasi yamen.
At this time, the surrounding vendors came out from all directions and cheered.
Ye Zheng glanced around, and when the cheers gradually died down, he said loudly, "Everyone, selling this kind of books is not a long-term solution. You have to make money but also abide by the law. Go away."
Some of the vendors responded, while others ignored them and scattered.
"Ni Hu, wait up."
Ye Zheng called out to Team Ji Zheng who was the last to leave.
As he turned around and looked directly at Teng Zijing, this time it was Fan Xian's turn to think that something was wrong.
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