Chapter 111 Zhao Duan: Who dares to be so presumptuous?
"What?"
Zhao Duan raised his eyebrows and looked at his "professional driver".
The coachman, Xiao Wang, quickly lowered his voice and explained: "I don't know that person, but I have seen him before in my humble position. He is the noble Lord Xia Jiang of this dynasty."
Marquis? Some memories surged through Zhao Duan's mind.
In the Dayu Dynasty, there were several power groups.
One of them is the "Honorable Group", which was formed by the meritorious officials of the past dynasties.
At the beginning of his time travel, the first broker he beat was Ning'an County. Strictly speaking, he was also affiliated with Xungui.
Because they are both nobles and are supported by the court, the Xungui Group and the royal family are closer.
But Zhao Duan didn't expect that he would roll over the bed when he got so close.
He had also heard of the name "Xia Jianghou".
His ancestor was the Marquis of Wu Xun who was conferred upon him during the resurgence of the Xu Dynasty three hundred years ago.
By this generation, most nobles had long lost their real power, and Xia Jianghou was no exception.
But after all, he is from a martial arts family, and his foundation is still there. He himself is also a practitioner of the "martial arts" path, and has no intersection with Zhao Duan.
But I didn't want to meet on such an occasion today.
"It's well-deserved..."
Zhao Duan clicked his tongue in surprise. He had no interest in this "Marquis", but he was quite surprised that he was getting together with Princess Yunyang.
It's not surprising that the two fell asleep.
After all, Princess Yunyang was famous, and the height of the hats she wore for her consort was comparable to the bell tower of the Tianshi Mansion.
"But I can't even hide it. It's a bit too much to be like this on the street..."
At this moment, Zhao Duan suddenly understood why Li Lang was a playboy.
It would be difficult for any young boy not to have psychological problems if he had a mother with such a wide circle of friends and a father who tolerated everything.
"Are you Zhao Duan?"
At this time, Xia Jianghou, who was sitting opposite him in a sedan chair with a majestic appearance but a slightly evil look in his eyes, asked.
The condescending attitude and almost interrogative tone made Zhao Duan feel disgusted.
He ignored the marquis, his gaze fell in the direction of Princess Yunyang, who only showed her big white legs, and said calmly:
"Why doesn't the eldest princess show up? Is it because she has no face to see others?"
The two sides were already hostile, and he didn't bother to pretend to be polite.
The curtains of the sedan were gently swaying in the wind. The eldest princess in the sedan seemed to be angry, and her exposed hands suddenly clenched tightly.
Xia Jianghou also shared the same hatred of the enemy, with an angry look on his face and said coldly:
"Zhao Duan, could it be that you didn't hear that I am talking to you?"
What are you talking about? Everyone is a male favorite, as if you are nobler than me... Zhao Duan is not happy.
Ni turned to him and said perfunctorily: "It turns out to be the Marquis of Xia Jiang. I have admired your name for a long time. I don't know what the purpose of calling me is."
When he was unsure, he decided to play it safe first.
Xia Jianghou, who was disheveled in a silk blouse, with a warm and fragrant jade in his arms, and a delicate beard, looked at him up and down for a moment, and suddenly said: "No reason, it's just that I heard that there was a Zhao Jisi in the capital recently. He is so popular and favored that even the nobles of the clan don't pay attention to him, so they want to pay their respects. "
It was said to be "paying homage", but the lowered corners of his eyes and his condescending attitude made him look like a noble looking at a commoner.
This made Zhao Duan inexplicably unhappy.
A wealthy nobleman, driving a luxury car, stopped him on his way to work just to take a look at him.
He also showed a condescending face, as if "I, the Marquis, am willing to look up to you, I think highly of you."
Zhao Duan wanted to pull the other person off, rub him on the ground, and then ask:
Do you know that this is very impolite?
But he did not choose to do that after all. Instead, he said "oh" and asked calmly:
"What did the Marquis see?"
Xia Jianghou smiled and did not answer directly: "Let me call you Mr. Xiao Zhao. I am a little older than you, and I have been hanging around in the capital for much longer than you.
I have seen people who have become powerful in one day, and they have crossed more bridges than you have.
Today, I just want to remind you that you need to be humble. As an official, don't be too arrogant.
Even if you want to be a lonely minister, you should keep your eyes open and know who can be offended and who cannot be offended.
All the dogs in my Marquis Mansion know that it depends on the status of a person. In this great Yu Dynasty, there were ups and downs, ups and downs, and there were not many ministers in every year?
The ones who truly remain standing are the nobles like us, not the common people like you. "
His tone was sincere, even admonishing, but the feeling of overlooking him lingered.
Full of daddy flavor.
Seeing that Zhao Duan was silent, he added quietly: "This is what I have said. If you can listen to it, you will know what to do. There is no need to be grateful. I just think that I do one good deed every day."
If you persist in your stubbornness and don't realize it, your glory will no longer be the same in the future. Don't say it was unpredicted. "
After saying that, Xia Jianghou waved his hand seriously, indicating to the bearers to lift the sedan chair.
The thick curtain also dropped down, covering the man and woman in the sedan.
At the moment when the sedan curtain shook and fell, Zhao Duan vaguely looked into a pair of enchanting eyes.
There was no emotion in those eyes.
"Get up the sedan!"
The bearer gave a low shout, and the strong men simultaneously shouldered the heavy crimson wooden poles and took big steps.
Princess Yunyang's sedan chair bypassed the carriage and went straight to the other end of Zhuque Street.
The crowd of onlookers also dispersed.
It is conceivable that it won't be long before the gossip about Xia Jianghou admonishing Ambassador Zhao on the street will spread in teahouses and restaurants.
"Sir? You..."
The coachman, Xiao Wang, looked at his boss with some anxiety.
Zhao Duan squinted his eyes and sat in the carriage. He did not pull out the scabbard in his hand after all, and said with a smile:
"Are you worried that I will take action against him? Don't worry, it won't be."
The driver, Xiao Wang, breathed a sigh of relief.
As a member of Lihuatang, he had seen Zhao Duan's unscrupulousness, and he was really worried that his boss would not be able to stand Xia Jianghou's "teaching" and would fall out in public.
But I heard Zhao Duan say quietly:
"The other party wants to anger me. If I really fall for it, wouldn't that be what he wants?"
The coachman, Xiao Wang, was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Sir, are you saying that Marquis Xia Jiang said those things on purpose?"
"Otherwise?" Zhao Duan breathed out, his meaning unclear:
"There are indeed idiots among the nobles of the clan, but it would be too much of a coincidence to meet two of them at once."
The first appearance of Princess Yunyang really refreshed his stereotype of this "loose" princess.
From the beginning to the end, the other party still held the pipa, half-hiding his face, always hiding behind the curtain, and only pushed out his concubine to take the lead.
If Zhao Duan really dares to use the sword, he may not be able to defeat Xia Jianghou for sure.
Secondly, there will also be trouble.
It should be noted that the laws of the Dayu Dynasty clearly protected the nobility.
Zhao Duan once beat up the son of Ning'an County, but because the opponent's title was too low and he had no power, he swallowed his anger.
As for the playboy Li Lang, although he is the son of the princess and belongs to the royal family from the perspective of blood, he does not have a title.
But Xia Jianghou is different. Although he has no real power, he has the title of "Marquis" and is unreasonable.
"I admit, I underestimated this woman a little."
Zhao Duan sighed.
Princess Yunyang released the marquis in the street, causing Zhao Duan to suffer the humiliating loss.
Fortunately, he has regained Lihuatang after this period of time.
Therefore, he is not worried about this matter shaking his prestige.
"Let's go back to the Yamen first."
Zhao Duan said, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart, always feeling that Princess Yunyang's revenge was definitely more than just a few verbal warnings.
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The journey went smoothly, and when Zhao Duan arrived at Lihuatang, it was past midnight.
On the big pear tree in the courtyard, the green pears are about to mature.
"Sir, you are here."
Confidential Secretary Qian Kerou held a stack of official documents and her eyes lit up: "My subordinate has sorted it out for you."
Zhao Duan nodded with satisfaction, Shi Shiran walked to the main seat and asked curiously:
"Why are you the only one here?"
Qian Kerou's face was red and she was full of energy and reported:
"Old man Zheng is counting the case files in the back, while Hou Renmeng and Shen Juan are out chasing clues against the party."
It is worth mentioning:
The two persons from Tiechuguan who were detained in Zhao Prison were transferred to the Ministry of Punishment early yesterday morning.
The case was naturally transferred to the supervision of Dali Temple.
The Metropolitan Procuratorate is responsible for supervision.
The division of labor of the "Three Law Divisions" of the Dayu Dynasty was different.
The Department of Punishment is in charge of "punishment", which is where prisoners are imprisoned. Dali Temple has the authority to resolve cases, judge, and arrest people, which is analogous to a court.
The censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate can intervene in every step. He is a player who watches the whole process and only uses his mouth but not his hands.
In order to avoid suspicion, Ma Yan had no choice but to transfer the case, but he still managed to pry open Tie Chiguan's mouth and obtain some other information against the party.
And handed it over to Lihuatang for investigation.
"How is the progress?" Zhao Duan asked.
After eating big fish and meat, he was no longer interested in such small shrimps, so he left it to his four subordinates, who were responsible for training soldiers.
Qian Kerou said: "After the arrest of Tiechuguan, the rebels related to him evacuated urgently, but most of them failed. However, with the identity clues, we still followed the clues and caught two traces of the escaped rebels.
Hou Renmeng and Shen Juan led people to arrest them, but there was no news about the former.
But Shen Juan's team had just sent someone to send a letter back, saying that they had successfully captured the target and had also seized a batch of stolen money and stolen goods.
We are now counting them and preparing to transport them back, and we are asked to send someone to pick them up. "
Zhao Duan looked surprised: "It's so fast, good job. Have the responders been sent out?"
Qian Ke Judo:
"I'm tying up the car in the front yard, needing to carry some stolen goods back, and are about to set off."
Zhao Duan thought for a while and suddenly said:
"Call a few people and come with me in person. This matter is against the party and there is no room for error."
He said this, but what really made Zhao Duan's heart flutter was Princess Yunyang's inexplicable warning to stop the car just now.
He had a vague feeling:
There might be something going on that would cause complications.
"Oh, okay!" Qian Kerou was stunned for a moment, nodded quickly, and rushed to make arrangements.
…
Russian qing.
Zhao Duan rode a horse and led a group of officials in fine clothes to go first and haul the dirty carts behind.
Not long after, a group of people dressed in brocade swaggered through the city, and while the people were fleeing in fear, they arrived at a house in Nancheng.
It was also the hiding place of the rebels mentioned in the message sent back by Shen Juan.
However, when Zhao Duan arrived, he saw two groups of people confronting each other at the door of the house and on the street some distance away.
On one side, those who blocked the hospital door and drew their swords in a defensive posture were several Jinyi from Lihuatang.
Standing opposite them, the number of people was several times larger, and those who were trying to force their way in were an unidentified group of people.
They also drew their swords and faced each other.
The leader, a green-robed official with a cold expression, was shouting:
"Get out of my way—"
Being outnumbered, Shen Juan could only huddle up and defend himself. Shen Juan, who tried his best to guard the door, had a gloomy expression on his face.
Suddenly I heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance coming closer.
Shen Juan suddenly looked up and his eyes suddenly lit up:
"My lord is here!"
Several Jinyi cheered up and looked up.
But he saw Zhao Duan riding his horse, leading the way, the thin silver threads on his black official robe shaking like waves.
While he was on the horse, Zhao Duan had already pulled out his saber, threw it in the air, and shouted:
"Who dares to be so presumptuous!!"
(End of chapter)