My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 55: ? 1 knife is like splashing ink, and the long street is stained with blood


   White clothes sit quietly on the stone ladder, the day after rain is slightly sunny.

   A bit of fragmentary sunlight, through the torn dark clouds, spilled down, draped on the body of the white-robed young handsome man, the majestic positive sun and the sun shine like a winding dragon all over the white cloth. Entangled.

  Everyone watched this scene silently, the white-clothed youth had a sneer in their eyes, indifferent, and even a ruthless coldness after anger to the extreme, which made many people feel a bit of chill.

   The picture seems silent.

   No one thought that facing the overwhelming verbal abuse that swept across the vast sea, this Young Master Luo Hong would actually hide in Luo's mansion like a tortoise with his head down. When the door opened, he sat on the floor.

   Instead, let them continue to curse, don't stop.

   provocative?

   Is there any fear? !

   Seeing the white clothes sitting calmly, laughing, indifferent, mockingly watching them, many people couldn't help but burst into unnamed anger in their hearts.

   Now you are being pointed at by a thousand husbands, and you are a tortoise with your head, why are you so arrogant? !

   is so arrogant that it makes people uncomfortable!

   In the crowd, gradually there was a sound, and the rustling anger was like a light rain turning to a torrential rain again.

   Hidden in the crowd, the mob set up by the king's family master opened his voice and shouted: "What is arrogant? The murderer is still arrogant? To slaughter Zhao Mansion up and down, what right do you have to be arrogant!"

  "You people, you should arrange to beheaded at the vegetable market! Stop the spread of evil!"

   "Yes! What qualifications do you have to be arrogant? To kill is to pay for your life!"

  The voice of the crusade gradually rose like a bird.

   Luo Hong fluttered in white clothes, still sitting on the stone ladder, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was slightly upturned, becoming more and more evil.

   Luo Hong was originally not angry. After all, these people provided him with so much sin, but... listening to these people's abuse, Luo Hong's heart gradually surged with anger.

  The scolding is so ugly, the scolding is really unpleasant!

   Zhao Mansion wants to kill his brothers and sisters, why can't he slaughter Zhao Mansion?

   will kill him for half of the world, isn't he allowed to fight back?

  You guys...get a fart!

Under   , a Confucian student took a step forward, his shirt flew up, and raised his hand to point towards Luo Hong.

   "Robber! Massacre of people, there is no forgiveness! Just kill!"

   After that, the scholar threw out a piece of paper in his hand.

  The piece of paper fell on the ground in front of Luo Hong.

   Luo Hong picked up this piece of paper.

   The upturned corners of the mouth can't help being smoothed.

   glanced at the content on the paper, and then folded the paper in half, Luo Hong stood up and patted the white shirt.

   step by step, stepped down.

   "You said."

  "Who do you kill?"

   Luo Hong walked to the scholar's side and said warmly.

  ……

   Luohuayuan.

   The old man sits in a rocking chair at the window, admiring the plantains outside the window after the rain, and watching the thick clouds in the sky.

   The child quickly entered and knelt in front of the old man.

  "My lord, hundreds of people gathered in Anping County to besiege Luo Mansion and yell at Luo Hong. Young Master Luo Hong sits on a white robe, walks out of Luo Mansion, sits on the stairs, and listens to what a thousand people say."

  Children Road.

   The old man at the window heard the words, as if he had heard something funny, stroking his beard and laughing.

   I remembered that in the rainstorm, the white clothes smiled and questioned.

   The old man understands that Luo Hong is not as easy to suffer as he imagined.

  "There was a massacre in front of Luo Mansion. Hundreds of thousands of Hu soldiers killed when they said they would kill, without blinking their eyes."

   "Luo Rentu hopes that his children will be mortals in peace, but unfortunately, the world forced his son to hold a butcher knife."

  "Next, Long Street will be bloodied."

   said the old man.

   The child was suddenly surprised.

   "My lord, then Young Master Luohong...is it possible to dare to commit a crime in the street?"

   The old man's rocking chair swayed, and he stroked his beard while looking sideways at the more and more charming Basho who was shining through the window.

   "Why don't you dare?"

  ……

   Anping County Government Office.

   County Magistrate Liu sat in a chair, ready to take a nap.

  's complexion is much better than yesterday.

   Yesterday's battle of the high-ranking cultivator scared him into a sleepless night. He drank a lot of tea, ran to the latrine many times, and did not explain it many times. The main point was that he couldn't sleep.

   Nowadays, the effect of tea used to be more than half, when sleepiness strikes, the county magistrate Liu also intends to squint.

   suddenly.

  The county government arrested the head and entered, whispering in the ear of the magistrate Liu.

   Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Zhou entered the county office, and the servants behind them carried two large boxes.

  咚咚!

   Two large boxes fell to the ground, raising dust.

   Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Zhou smiled, they ordered people to open the box, and the white silver ingots were neatly arranged in the box.

   County magistrate Liu suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at the two boxes of silver with a profound meaning.

  "What is this?"

   The magistrate Liu remained unmoved, sat in a chair, and said lightly.

  "Little respect, Master Liu." Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Zhou looked at each other and said with a smile.

   "Luo Hong in Naluo Mansion, slaughtered the whole family of Zhao Mansion, not even the girls, family members and children. This son was too aggressive. Now he has been accused by thousands of people and criticized by thousands of people, and he has long been unpopular in Anping County."

  "There were more than a hundred people in the Zhao Mansion, all suffering from poisonous hands, how miserable, even the shaved head of Zhao Yue, who had secretly promised Luo Hongfang, was brutal and inhumane! Lord Liu can't ignore it!"

   Patriarch Wang sighed and said.

   County Majesty Liu stared at the white silver, and when he heard the words of the Wang Patriarch, his face suddenly trembled.

   Luofu?

   These two compelling people actually want to engage in Luo Fu? !

  Dog-like things, how many stinky money is great?

   actually want the officer to die? !

   Before Luo Feng said that the king of Zhenbei was surnamed Luo, then the county magistrate Liu had guessed.

   That honest and honest and smiling Patriarch Luo, perhaps the son of the King of the North of Zhenbei, smashed the three million Luo Rentu of the North Hu’s soldiers with his fingers!

   Is that something his little magistrate can provoke? !

   "Get out! Get out of here!"

  "Take your stinky silver and roll! The officer is like the kind of bribe?! Also, this case has another mystery, you need to teach the officer to judge the case?!"

   "Go on!"

   County magistrate Liu was furious.

   There is always a pressing force, and it's the boss!

   Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Zhou are confused!

   was driven out of the county government office, and suddenly felt a little cold on his body.

  ……

   Luofu.

   Xiaodouhua and Luo Xiaoxiao heard that everyone outside the house was scolding Luo Hong, both of them were angry, put on the red sleeves of the servant girl, and rushed out of the house in indignation.

   hasn't approached yet, and his pretty face flushed with anger when he heard the terrible insults.

   beside the lotus pond.

   Steward Chen started to make tea leisurely. Since Luo Hong said he would solve the matter by himself, he was also happy, rubbing the ancient swordsman with one hand while admiring the two beautiful red carps under the lotus leaves.

  ……

   Luo Hong walked to the scholar's side, but the scholar was not afraid, with a straight waist.

  Brows and eyes, with sneer, contempt, and the arrogance of a scholar.

   Many scholars of Confucian scholars can't understand Luo Hong, who has a very good reputation. What they want most for scholars is that their reputation will spread.

  The literati are relatively light, and they are naturally jealous of Luo Hong, who has an excellent reputation.

  What kind of elegant and easy-going, what righteous example?

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   "My son... when to kill?"

   The scholar turned his head and looked at Luo Hong, "Yes, you murderer! Just kill!"

   "If you still have humanity, you should sue yourself to Zhao Mansion and apologize for the hundreds of people who died in Zhao Mansion!"

   The scholars got more excited as they spoke.

  He stood at the highest point of morality, overlooking Luo Hong, suppressing the example of justice in Anping County, he...so cool!

   "Apologize?"

   Luo Hong smiled.

   "Sure enough, it's useless to be a scholar."

  "Have you ever heard a sentence, I don’t know the suffering of others, don’t persuade others to be good?"

   Luo Hong raised his hand, facing Zhao Donghan, who was standing on the stairs and burly as a hill.

   Zhao Donghan's knife on his waist trembled suddenly.

   Strands of sword aura wrapped around it, actually pulling the knife out of the time.

   blasted the knife and fell into Luo Hong's hand.

   Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, Luo Hong tilted his head and glanced at the head of the bustling people, the people filled with righteous indignation.

   The corners of his mouth curled slightly.

   Go to Te Niang to show the facts and make sense.

  He looked at the scholar.

   "Apologize, right?"

   The scholar's expression changed slightly, and he felt a chill in his heart inexplicably.

   "You...what do you do?!"

   Luo Hong has a gentle smile on his face.

   A sharp, cold knife was placed on the scholar's neck.

   is like painting a freehand landscape, with a knife like splashing ink.

   Take a swipe.

   The scholar clutched his neck and widened his eyes.

   blood, suddenly gushing out from between the fingers.

   the entire long street.

   For an instant, there was no sound.

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