Chapter 18 Guo Youzhi sues the two sons of the Fan family!

After the ups and downs.

Fan Ruoruo gently opened her silk dress and slowly stood up from the embroidered bed. She moved her jade feet lightly, but her steps were as unsteady as those of a drunken butterfly.

Her cheeks flushed with a peach-like blush, like spring water breaking through the ice. She slightly opened her red lips and said softly:
"How can you be so frivolous? It's really... really embarrassing."

Li Chengyun leaned against the side of the bed, the corner of his lips raised slightly, and glanced at her with a smile:
"Ruoruo, you were so intoxicated just now, how could you still feel shy?"

Hearing this, Fan Ruoruo felt even more ashamed.

He thought to himself that he had indeed carried himself a little bit just now, how could he lose his composure in front of Li Chengyun.

She hurriedly straightened her clothes, combed her hair, and tried to calm her inner turmoil.

"No matter how you tease me, I must go back early, otherwise my father will be worried."

Fan Ruoruo knew very well that she could not spend the night in Zuixianju.

Otherwise, Fan Jian would definitely get very angry, and then how would I save my face?

Li Chengyun nodded slightly, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes:
"In that case, I will take you back home."

He also stood up, put on his coat, and gently supported Fan Ruoruo's slightly fragile body, and the two of them walked out of Zuixianju together.

The night is hazy, and the moonlight sprinkles on the road like water.

Fan Ruoruo held her waist with her hands from time to time, with a slight frown on her face.

She seemed to be enduring the shyness and pain of being a new wife.

Especially when Li Chengyun approached, the two of them were almost tightly dependent on each other, and she could feel his strong physique and his concerned eyes.

Her thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the beautiful moment just now.

The blush on her cheeks was like the first rays of morning glow and lingered for a long time.

Although Fan Ruoruo is not a feudal woman who sticks to conventions, she can hardly hide the shyness in her heart.

Fan Xian had told her many stories, many of which were about women with open-minded personalities who dared to love and hate.

They are fearless of secular etiquette and are brave and fearless, which makes Fan Ruoruo yearn for them.

Now, she has taken that step and become the woman she once dreamed of becoming.

Fan Ruoruo had no regrets in her heart.

However, whenever she recalled the intimate moment just now, she still felt ashamed.

……

The next morning.

Outside Kyoto Prefecture, there was silence.

Suddenly, a dull drumbeat broke the silence.

I saw an old man in official uniform beating the drum vigorously to protest against grievances.

The servants in the palace were knowledgeable and recognized at a glance that the old man was the Minister of Rites.

They were surprised to find that there was a large group of people following the Shangshu.

Among them was a wounded man being carried, and it was Guo Baokun.

Guo Baokun looked extremely miserable at this moment, his entire body tightly wrapped in white cloth, like a mummy.

Especially the face, with countless white gauze wrapped around the forehead, and the face was swollen like a pig's head, which was unbearable to look at.

Outside the government gate, the yamen runners looked at each other, their shock evident in their words.

"What...what's going on?"

"Why is Mr. Guo in such a mess? This injury..."

"The Minister of Rites has come here in person to beat the drum of grievance. What is his purpose?"

They were full of doubts and were caught off guard by this sudden change.

Since the news has not yet been circulated, they are still unaware of the fact that Li Chengyun and Fan Sizhe had teamed up to punish Guo Baokun yesterday.

So he hurried into the palace and reported to the Kyoto governor Mei Zhili.

At this moment, Mei Zhili was half lying on a chair taking a nap.

Suddenly I was awakened by a burst of rapid drumbeats.

Then there was another noise.

A yamen runner rushed in and reported in a panic, "Master, something terrible has happened! The Minister of Rites, Guo Youzhi, is beating the drum outside the door to protest his grievances, and he has brought his only son, Guo Baokun!"

When Mei Zhili heard this, his sleepiness instantly disappeared and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

He was puzzled: "The Minister of Rites came here in person? And brought his son with him? Who is he going to sue?"

The bailiff gave a brief account of the situation outside.

Mei Zhili's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

He immediately thought of the news he had received yesterday—the Sixth Prince beat up Guo Baokun, the son of the Minister of Rites, in the street.

Could it be that this is the cause of what happened today?

Mei Zhili suddenly felt like giving up.

On one side is the powerful Minister of Rites Guo Youzhi, who relies on the authority of the crown prince.

On the other side is the Sixth Prince, who is of noble status and also of royal blood.

Although the Crown Prince is very powerful, far more powerful than the Sixth Prince.

But as the prefect of Kyoto, Mei Zhili knew that the royal dispute was like a flood and he was just a small boat in it. If he was not careful, he would be caught in the whirlpool.

The struggle for imperial power is the business of the royal family. As a subject, how dare I get involved easily?

Mei Zhili was so anxious that beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

However, the court had strict rules, and the Minister of Rites came in person to beat the drum to report to the emperor. He had no choice but to hurry out to greet him.

Seeing Guo Youzhi, Mei Zhili hurried forward to support him and asked respectfully:
"Minister Guo, what exactly are you doing here today?"

Guo Youzhi's face was filled with sorrow, tears streaming down his face. He handed over a petition and choked up, saying:
"Master Mei, I am not here as a minister today. I am just an ordinary old father seeking justice for my son!"

Mei Zhili's heart tightened, it was indeed because of what happened yesterday.

He took the complaint but did not dare to open it easily. He only heard Guo Youzhi continue to cry:
"My son, Guo Baokun, is a compiler in the palace. When he was out yesterday, he saw someone selling obscene books on the street."

"He had been well-read since childhood and had a strong character. He was so angry that he wanted to step forward to stop it."

"Who would have thought that Fan Sizhe and Fan Xian from Si Nanbo's family would insult my son so much and even want to attack him!"

"Fan Sizhe and my son have always had a grudge against each other. He beat my son so badly that he was bedridden! I never thought that he would not repent and would team up with Fan Xian to attack him again, making my son's injuries even worse!"

"My poor child, he had a righteous heart, but he was repeatedly framed by this evil villain, and his illness was not healed and he suffered new injuries!"

"I am an old father, and Baokun is the only son of my Guo family. Today, I swear to seek justice for my son!"

"Master Mei, I want to sue the two young masters Fan Xian and Fan Sizhe of Si Nanbo's family! They bully others by taking advantage of their power, openly blocking the road to provoke, and even beating up the imperial officials in the street!"

"This is extremely evil, please punish him severely!!"

At this point, Guo Youzhi's eyes were filled with tears. His sorrow moved all the yamen runners around him.

When Mei Zhili heard this, he was also filled with indignation.

He felt relieved and secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, the person being sued was not the Sixth Prince, otherwise the matter would have been difficult to resolve.

"Minister Guo's love for his son is something I feel for him! Your Excellency, please rest assured. If the matter is true, the Kyoto Prefecture will enforce the law impartially and give justice to little Master Guo!"

After saying this, Mei Zhili led Guo Youzhi, Guo Baokun and others into the mansion to rest, and carefully reminded Guo Baokun to take care of his health.

He then arranged for his men to go to Si Nanbo's mansion to capture Fan Xian and Fan Sizhe.

Mei Zhili quickly issued a document, ordering the yamen runners to rush to Si Nanbo's mansion and bring Fan Sizhe and Fan Xian to justice.

……

The government runners arrived like lightning.

However, they stopped outside the threshold of the mansion.

In front of the mansion, the servants and guards were all in high spirits, holding long sticks, guarding Si Nanbo's mansion like an iron wall.

With sharp eyes, they glared at the yamen runners gathered outside the door, looking like they were loyally protecting their master.

In their hearts, the Fan family is the favorite in the eyes of His Majesty and has enjoyed undiminished honors and favors for many years.

They were already used to going to other places to get people, so how could they let others take their son away? !
So, in front of the Fan Mansion, although there were many yamen runners, they looked at each other in confusion.

No one dared to enter the mansion easily.

(End of this chapter)