Li Bantou and Li Bantou led people out of the gate of the Nine Gate Admiral’s Mansion. Baoshu followed the group of people. After confirming that the group was heading to Tushan Palace, Baoshu turned his head and went straight to the street teahouse. The news is gone.

When Baoshuren entered a teahouse that was almost full of customers, they found that the tea guests were already talking about the lawsuit between Tushan Wangfu and Anyuanhoufu. When I sat down and listened carefully, Baoshu was surprised to find that in the mouths of the tea shoppers, the matter had become that it was the son of King Tushan Zhao Lingxiao who was going to sue his second lady!

"Nonsense!" Baoshu argued with the tea customer at the same table with red face and red ears: "It is obviously the eldest master of the Anyuan Hou Mansion to tell the son of Tushan Prince!"

"Little boy, go there," the tea guest glanced at Baoshu, and said, "You know what a fart."

"Why did I hear that the second lady of the Jiang family sued the son?" At this moment, someone in the teahouse said loudly.

Baoshu: "..."

Why can't you see my eldest master?

The tea guest at the same table glanced at Baoshu again, and then muttered: "A kid who doesn't understand anything."

Baoshu was dissatisfied and said: "Why don't I understand, you can tell me about it."

The tea guest raised his right hand and shook his erect index finger at Baoshu. How can such a thing be stated clearly? If you want to see the excitement, of course it is to see the excitement of Shi Ziye and Miss Jiang Er. These two should have a fight in the street. This excitement is good.

When Vice-General Lin and Bantou Li led the people to Tushan Palace, the doctor had just changed the wound on Zhao Lingxiao's face. Listening to the report from the steward, the people in the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion brought official documents and wanted to call him to go to the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion. Zhao Lingxiao thought he had misheard, "What?" Shi Ziye asked the steward.

The person in charge: "I can't believe the little ones, but the people in the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion said that. They said that the young master of the Jiang family sued the son of the world."

Zhao Lingxiao: "Jiangyu?"

The steward nodded, thinking about it and adding: "There is also the second lady of the Jiang family."

Zhao Lingxiao felt like he was punched in front of him, but this incident finally got him in?

"Someone also said that if Shi Ziye doesn't go, then they will arrest Shi Ziye," the steward said tremblingly.

This is terrible, why should Qiao Town of the Nine-door Admiral's Mansion arrest their son?

"Sir," Zhao Lingxiao hadn't spoken at this time, when someone shouted outside the house.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Lingxiao rushed outside and asked.

"Sir, Lord Fu is here," the visitor yelled while pulling his throat.

The person in charge heard the three words Fu Wangye, and this one shivered while standing. Why did this one run again? !

"Go away," Fu Wang's voice came from outside the house. The next second, the study door was kicked open vigorously from the outside. Lord Fu stood outside the door of Zhao Lingxiao's study. Behind him, he was kicked by the prince. The guard who kicked to the ground.

Zhao Lingxiao glanced at King Fu and waved to let the doctor go down first.

Seeing Shi Ziye let himself go, the doctor bowed his head and retreated so fast that he could escape to the sky.

Fu Wang was not embarrassed by the doctor. The prince only stared at Zhao Lingxiao and said, "The people in Qiao Town are waiting outside. You have been accused of Fake Xian'er."

Zhao Lingxiao: "What does the prince do?"

Fu Wang: "Menggui, this king just feels that the people in Qiao Town, please don't move you, I will arrest you and go to the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion."

Zhao Lingxiao: "When did the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion become a place for trial?"

King Fu walked into the study, arrived in front of Zhao Lingxiao, and said with a smile: "Then you go to the court of the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion and call for injustice, now, the official document, let me have a look."

King Fu photographed the official documents of the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion on the desk in front of Zhao Lingxiao.

Zhao Lingxiao glanced at the already wrinkled official document, and said, "I want to enter the palace."

"Do you think my father is happy about you?" Fu Wang curled his lips, "Come on, this king will accompany you to the Nine Gates Admiral's Mansion."

There was chaos outside the study, and fighting sounded.

"This king brought a lot of people this time," Fu Wang played with the pen on the pen holder, then flung it casually, threw this fine wolf pen on the ground, and said to Zhao Lingxiao, "Fake fairy, you are going by yourself. Well, or did the king tie you up and take you away?"

Zhao Lingxiao said coldly: "Master, you..."

"Don't reason with this king," Fu Wang drew his ears and interrupted Zhao Lingxiao's words: "This king is not afraid of you to file a lawsuit. If you have the ability, let my father kill me."

Zhao Lingxiao's face looked pale at the moment, and the blue blood vessels under his skin were faintly visible. At the moment, Shi Ziye looked like a jade statue that shattered when touched. It was very fragile and still did not touch the smoke and flames of the world.

King Fu held his arms to look at his rival, and he would see when the goods could be loaded.

Zhao Lingxiao took the handkerchief and wiped off the hazel ointment from the wound on his face, then stood up and said to King Fu: "Let's go."

Fu Wang stepped back to the left and said, "Go."

Outside the study, the guards of the Fuwang Palace and the guards of the Tushan Palace were confronting each other. As soon as Zhao Lingxiao came out of the study, his guards shouted: "Shi Ziye?"

King Fu went out of the study, looked around, stretched out his hand, and pushed a pot of blooming camellia by the door to the ground.

Zhao Lingxiao glanced down at the white camellia he had carefully raised, with a bit of wry smile on his face, Shi Ziye and everyone in his hands said: "All retired, I will go to the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion."

Everyone in Tushan Palace dared not speak.

Because of his **** being beaten, Fu Wang, who was walking in front of Zhao Lingxiao, walked in an inelegant manner, limping and not talking. From time to time, the prince poked his ass, as if he was going to fart at Zhao Lingxiao at any time.

Zhao Lingxiao shook his hand and released it very quickly. If the person sitting on the dragon chair of the imperial palace is his father, Zhao Duo, why should he bear the humiliation to such a degree? Zhao Lingchen is just a trash, sometimes simply a lunatic, but this man is a prince, and he is born superior.

Emperor power, Zhao Lingxiao muttered the word imperial power silently in his heart, only to feel that if he could not hold the imperial power in this life, then he would be arrogant in this life.

When the group of people walked out of the study courtyard, they saw Wei Lanzhi rushing here with two maids. After seeing them, Wei Lanzhi stopped hurriedly, covering his face with the silk kerchief in his hand.

"This is the Wei's daughter, right?" Fu Wang glanced at Wei Lanzhi, and said to Zhao Lingxiao: "It's just a concubine, who would be interested in her? What kind of face does she hide?"

Fu Wang spoke very loudly, and Wei Lanzhi's words were heard in his ears, every word was heartbroken. But Wei Lanzhi didn't put down the hand holding the silk kerchief to cover her face. She didn't do it for King Fu, she did it for Zhao Lingxiao.

"Then prince, why bother to care about a concubine," Zhao Lingxiao said in a gentle voice to Fu Wang.

What do you think of yourself when you care about a little concubine?

Fu Wang didn't care at all, what happened to the concubine? Who told him to look at this concubine not pleasing to his eyes?

"Mother is alarmed?" Zhao Lingxiao asked in a low voice when he walked to Wei Lanzhi.

Wei Lanzhi answered: "Yes."

Zhao Lingxiao said: "Go and tell your mother, just say it's not a big deal, and I will go back."

After Zhao Lingxiao finished speaking, he walked past Wei Lanzhi. Wei Lanzhi was wronged for her family's son, and vocal cords cried in a low voice: "My son!"

Zhao Lingxiao didn't look back, and went on.

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