The prince is very fierce

"Today, I will tell you about Xu Buling, Prince Su's son, who bullied men and women, and forced good men to become wives..."

On the winter solstice of Dayue Zhaohong's tenth year, Chang'an City ushered in a light snowfall. Near the turret of Fangshi, Goulan gambling houses are spread out one after another. Rogue idlers gather around the tea stalls with braziers at their feet.

The storyteller spoke of lotus flowers and told a rare incident that happened at the border:

"The last letter said that I, Xu Buling, the eldest son of King Su, went into Mobei alone with a horse and a spear, beheaded hundreds of people and returned without any injuries. I was called 'Little King of Hell' by the border army generals. Guess what? , How old was Prince Xu?”

"How do we, ordinary people, know about the prince's affairs..."

"Say it quickly..."

A group of audience members were anxiously waiting for the main scene of "bullying men and dominating women".

The storyteller gave it up for a while before he spoke enthusiastically:

"Prince Xu had just turned sixteen on the day he returned home from carrying thieves single-handedly!"

"Sixteen years old?"

"How is that possible!"

Everyone was in an uproar, not believing it.

The storyteller shook his folding fan in the winter and said leisurely:

"This matter shocked the court at the time, and even the Holy Emperor was alarmed. All the officials said that Prince Xu was a general who excelled in his career. Given time, his achievements will be no less than that of the founding king Xu Lie..."

"General Xu has a different surname than Wang. Crown Prince Xu is more powerful than General Xu. What official should I be granted?"

"One level older than the prince, naturally..."

The storyteller's face froze, and he quickly raised his hand to suppress the noise: "Don't answer nonsense, do you want to die?...As the saying goes, 'If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it'..."

The storyteller was eloquent and the tea drinkers listened with gusto. This scene was not uncommon in the markets of Chang'an City.

Just as everyone was getting into the mood, a burst of noise suddenly sounded from the street:

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine..."

"Hit me!"

The guests in the tea stall turned around and saw a female detective with a wild goose feather knife being chased by a dozen thugs carrying sticks.

Although dragons and snakes are mixed in the wells of Chang'an City, beatings of officials are not common, causing many people to look around.

Soon, three imperial guardsmen ran over, led by a young commander. They were far away and said loudly:

"Private fights are strictly prohibited in the capital city. Who would act so arrogantly here?"

The female detective was in a state of embarrassment: "Sir, they dared to beat the officers in the street. There must be something weird hidden in this restaurant..."

The commander did not run to question the thugs, but looked at the female detective coldly: "This is not your place. If nothing happens again, don't blame me for being unkind."

Typical of being biased, the onlookers were shaking their heads. There was a backer behind the hook of Dayefang Gambling House. This little catcher was obviously new here.

The female detective's eyes were full of astonishment: "You turned a blind eye when you beat the officer. You knew there was something strange in the restaurant, but you didn't even check it when you walked to the door. Could it be that your Excellency has a relationship with the owner of this restaurant?"

The commander's face was gloomy: "Get it for me, and let their chief officer come and lead the people."

"promise!"

After three words of no response, the Imperial Forest Army came forward to take the person with an anklet in hand.

The female detective's face turned livid with anger: "How dare you, I'm from the Criminal Investigation Department, why do you arrest me?"

As he spoke, he drew his sword and stood in front of him in a posture.

When everyone saw this, they secretly thought that something was wrong. As the saying goes, a high-ranking official would crush a person to death. This catcher must be a new chick. There is no reason to use a knife in other people's territory.

Sure enough, when the commander saw that the female detective still dared to resist, he said angrily: "You are so brave. Not only did you disobey, but you also pointed your knife at the officer. Let me take him down."

Seeing the situation, the two forest guards encircled and came forward. The back of their swords slammed into the crook of the female catcher's leg, knocking her to her knees. The other person threw a lasso over her body and yanked her back.

The female detective's face turned red and her eyes were bloodshot, and she cursed angrily: "You are a bitch, you are colluding with businessmen and government to confuse right and wrong. I will definitely report it to the Criminal Investigation Department when I go back..."

"Fuck your motherfucker."

The commander's eyes were cold, he strode forward and slapped the female agent on the face. It's so powerful and heavy that if it hits your face, you'll definitely lose a few teeth.

The tea guests who were watching all frowned, but they were not qualified to interfere in official affairs.

However, this slap did not hit the female detective's face.

Everyone turned around and saw that a young man in white had appeared in front of the female detective. Instead of a jade pendant, there was a wine gourd hanging on his waist. He held a long sword in his right hand and grabbed the commander's wrist guard with his left hand, motionless.

The young man in white has sword-like eyebrows and a pair of peach-blossom eyes that are inherently aristocratic. They are quite attractive upon closer inspection. He looks like he has stepped out of a painting. He looks like a nosy wanderer.

When the commander saw someone suddenly running over to stop him, his face darkened and he said angrily:

"The Yamen is doing business, and everyone else is waiting to get out of the way."

The young man in white had a dull expression: "We all eat from the official family, why are we facing each other with swords and swords against Pao Ze?"

The commander twitched his hand again, but before he could pull it away, he said loudly:

"The bold thief dared to carry out armed attacks on the street and attack officials..."

As he spoke, he drew his sword with his left hand and struck the young man in white.

The two forest guards released the rope and approached at the same time.

The people watching were all anxious. If there was a conflict between ordinary people and officers and soldiers, they deserved to be beaten to death. This kid in white clothes was too impulsive. Didn't bringing weapons give others an excuse?

The female catcher's eyes were full of anxiety, and she was just trying to tell this bold rich man to stay out of his own business, but she never thought that a cold light suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

The leader struck out with his sword, and the chill in his heart went straight to his bones. He wanted to raise his sword to block, but it was too late.

wipe--

The long sword in the hand of the young man in white came first, swept it in front of the commander, and retracted the scabbard cleanly.

In a glimpse, four words can be seen engraved on the blade:

‘Act without orders’

Xu Buling’s ‘without orders’.

Blood flew, leaving a curtain of blood beads in the air.

The two imperial guards were as if they were facing a great enemy, but it was too late when they realized that something was wrong.

The commander was tense, his official sword fell to the ground, his hands covered his throat, blood flowed between his fingers, his eyeballs almost popped out of his eye sockets, staring at the young man in white in disbelief, staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground, blood seeping into the cracks of the bluestone floor.

A sword to the throat.

On the back street, there was a moment of silence.

The ruffians watching from a distance were all pale and frightened and stunned on the spot.

There are many cases of gangs fighting and killing people underground in Chang'an City, but they still have to abide by the law. Those who dare to kill people in the street will basically be executed in the autumn. No one in Chang'an City dares to kill officials in the street. This is under the feet of the emperor!

A few drops of blood splashed on the face of the female detective. Looking at the lifeless leader of the Imperial Guards after a few twitches, her face was pale and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

I didn't even see how the young man in white pulled out the sword just now. Did the leader of the Imperial Guards die like this?

The young man in white put away his long sword and looked at the two stunned Imperial Guards next to him.

The two Imperial Guards were so scared that their hearts and galls broke. They slowly retreated with knives in their hands: "You... you are so brave... Under the feet of the emperor, you dare to kill the leader of the Imperial Guards in the street..."

Trembling, she went into the alley next to her, and within a moment, several communication fireworks rose.

"Ah--"

A scream came from an unknown brothel.

The back street was in chaos, and the dozen thugs outside the restaurant were at a loss.

The female detective stared at the corpse for a long time, until the young man in white reached out his hand to support her, she came back to her senses, and suddenly turned over, anxious and angry:

"You...how can you kill people? Killing officials is equivalent to rebellion, you..."

The young man in white glanced at the corpse: "Officials and businessmen collude, condone and shield, attack comrades, any one of them is enough to kill him, not to mention using a knife on me."

The female detective was already panicking, looking at the young man in white who she didn't know at all, and said anxiously:

"No matter how serious the crime is, it must be judged and punished by the three courts before it can be executed. You...you are so impulsive, how will it end?"

The young man in white didn't answer, and walked towards the restaurant with a sword.

The thugs in the restaurant were facing a great enemy. The other party had killed the official and became a thief. If they killed people again, they would help the government to arrest the thieves.

At that moment, the thug leader's eyes turned cold, and two short knives slipped out of his sleeves, attacking the white-clothed young man's chest one after the other.

Before the female detective could say the word "be careful", she saw the white-clothed young man stepping onto the steps, and there was a crisp sound of "pa--".

The stone slab showed cracks, and the white-clothed young man was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. Almost in the blink of an eye, he hit the thug in the restaurant in mid-air, with his knees pressed against his chest.

Bang--

Bone fracture and chest sunken.

Before the thug leader could react, two pits appeared on his chest, and the back of his short-clothed tights suddenly tore apart.

With a crash, broken wood flew across.

The thug was knocked back and smashed the door behind him, and only stopped when he smashed the square table in the restaurant.

The white-clothed young man kept his knees pressed against the leader's chest, and the five fingers of his left hand clamped the thug's neck like a hook. Without waiting for him to make a sound, he slightly exerted force with his fingers, and there was a crisp sound of "ka--".

Blood oozed out of the thug's mouth, and after two "ugh-ugh" sounds, the hands that grabbed the arms of the young man in white fell to the ground powerlessly.

The female detective saw this scene and was horrified!

He could not have achieved this skill without decades of hard training.

This young man in white was about less than 20 years old, is he a human?

"Kill... kill people--"

At this time, screams were heard on the street.

The dozen or so hooligans who were watching were already scared out of their wits and fled in panic.

The female detective was already confused, holding the goose feather knife and at a loss, and quickly chased to the restaurant:

"You... are you crazy? How can you be so bold and presumptuous, killing two people in a row, even if you are the king of heaven, there is no way to end it peacefully today..."

When the young man in white heard this, his eyes were slightly defiant:

"Even the king of heaven has to listen to me."

The words were arrogant, but true.

Because this extremely domineering young man in white is the "little king of hell" Xu Buling mentioned by the storyteller, the eldest son of the only king of the opposite sex in the Dayue Dynasty, and a time traveler who started with "two kings and four twos".

However, to explain why this murder happened, we have to start from this morning...

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