Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 20 still owes you, right?

The late emperor had one son and one daughter.

Crown Prince Luo Fei is obsessed with martial arts. Twelve years ago, he went into seclusion to break through the "Dao Proving Tribulation" and has not emerged since.

So much so that when the late emperor passed away, he could only entrust the government to his daughter, Luo Xian, and appointed two regents to jointly manage state affairs.

One of these two trusted ministers entrusted with the care of the young emperor was Xie Zu, who held the titles of Grand Commandant, Military Supervisor of the Feathered Army, General of the Cavalry, and Pillar of State.

The other one is Pei Xi.

Therefore, for the eldest princess, Pei Xi was not only an elder but also a right-hand man. Without his help in managing things over the years, the precarious Da Ling would have found it difficult to enjoy a moment of peace.

Luo Xian, fiddling with the hem of her jade-colored robe, found a chair nearby and sat down, muttering, "I've already sent someone to give Luo Xiaojin a piece of my mind. As for you, if you really can't find any connections after returning to Beijing Normal University, why don't you just go and report it to the authorities..."

"Wait a minute," Pei Xia interrupted her.

Everyone who was bowing and bowing couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

He interrupted the eldest princess.

"I'll tell you later, I have some things to take care of," he said, then paused, looked at Yang Xu, and remembering that this guy had the official position of Assistant Minister of Revenue, so he added, "Family matters."

Luo Xian had just picked up her teacup when she froze, "?"

He not only interrupted me.

They even tried to shut me up?

Pei Xia ignored her and turned to look at Ye Lu: "Guard Ye."

"Huh? Uh..." Ye Lu looked around and replied, "Young...Young Master?"

Pei Xia gestured with her chin toward Yang Xu and Pei Yu, saying, "Send Lord Yang out of here."

Ye Lu blinked several times.

How exactly do you "send someone out"?
"You don't know how? Then give me the sword."

As she spoke, Pei Xia reached for Ye Lu's sword.

Ye Lu instinctively withdrew his hand.

This is not just the instinct of a warrior to not allow others to take away his weapon.

Furthermore, it was because his sword was no ordinary object; not only was it exceptionally heavy, but it had also developed a certain sword aura from being sheathed for many years, making it easy to injure people.

But precisely because he withdrew his hand, he ended up in Pei Xia's grasp.

Ye Lu looked at Pei Xia with a strange expression. It seemed that he had sensed his avoidance beforehand.
With a flick of his fingers through the gap between the sword guard and his palm, he deftly made a circular motion, using a force that seemed to push the sword away from Ye Lu's hand!

This sword, less than three feet long, had a deep blue blade. As soon as it entered Pei Xia's hand, there was indeed a moment when a sharp sword aura surged forth.

But before Ye Lu could even speak, the sword energy vanished and quieted down in an instant!

Now, Ye Lu's heart sank, even more so than when the Princess revealed Pei Xia's identity.

Pei Xia seemed completely oblivious to all of this.

Even if the eldest princess came, he wouldn't care.

"I don't really care about any family property. I came back only because Pei Xi died, and as his son, I have an obligation to attend his funeral."

"My idea is to come quickly and leave quickly. As for what happens to the mansion, do whatever you want with it. I'm too lazy to worry about it."

"But that's not possible now."

Pei Xia, carrying his sword, walked step by step to Pei Yu. He looked at the fear on the strange woman's face, and then at Yang Xu's still lingering sinister look behind her.

He chuckled: "You guys are absolutely disgusting."

Yang Xu remained silent, cautiously glancing at the princess beside him.

Luo Xian could not possibly allow Pei Xia to kill a court official in front of her, no matter what.

He could remain calm, but Pei Yu couldn't. Watching Pei Xia slowly approach her, she finally couldn't hold back and screamed, "Why?! You've been gone for ten years, and now you're back to be in charge? This huge mansion is going to fall into your lap for no reason, why not me?!"

She looked at everyone in the hall, her voice hoarse as she cried, "I've been in this household for so many years, and although I'm called a young lady, how much salary do I get each month? The daughters of officials wear gold and silver, and what do I get?"

"Pei Xi owes me so much over the years. Now that he's dead, what's wrong with me taking back what I've lost all these years?!"

Pei Yu wanted to say more.

But a cold glint appeared on her forehead, instantly calming her outburst of madness.

“Failure to provide for the deceased, violation of mourning etiquette, theft by those in charge, and misuse of funds for private purposes.”

Pei Xia turned to look at Luo Xian beside her: "Xia'er, according to the Great Ling Law, what crime should this be?"

The princess almost laughed, but she could only turn her head away and whisper, "I'm not a shrimp, don't ask me."

"The former is the most heinous act of filial impiety, while the latter is guilty of theft. Moreover, since the younger generation privately used money, the crime is aggravated."

Xu Shangxin answered Pei Xia's question.

She finally snapped out of her "abba aba" state and quickly realized the current situation.

If it were Pei Xia, it would be a completely different story.

Xu Shangxin no longer needed to compromise.

I'm going to strike hard!
When she opened her mouth, it was as if she were spitting nails: "One hundred strokes of the cane, three years of penal servitude, and exile for two thousand miles!"

With a sword in front and guilt behind, Pei Yu's body went limp, and he finally collapsed to the ground.

Just moments before, she had been looking down on people with an arrogant and haughty air.

But at this moment, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were cloudy, and he was still muttering to himself, "This is not fair, this is not fair..."

Pei Xia sneered.

He really couldn't understand it. With Pei Xi's shrewdness, could he really not see Pei Yu's true colors? How could he adopt such an ungrateful and greedy woman?

He's really causing trouble for himself, his son.

He raised his eyebrows again and looked at Yang Xu, who had lost his disguise.

Lord Yang was clearly more composed than Pei Yu. Meeting Pei Xia's gaze, he suddenly shouted, "How dare you!"

With a thud, he knelt on the ground and moved his knees toward Luo Xian: "Your Highness, Your Highness! Pei Xia, a mere commoner, has defied the law with his martial arts, actually drawing his sword in the Prime Minister's residence and even setting up a private court to judge people. He has no respect for you at all, Your Highness. This scoundrel cannot be tolerated!"

Luo Xian glanced at him sideways, then stole a knowing look at Pei Xia, suppressing a laugh: "Pei Xia, do you admit it?"

"I acknowledge his mother!"

Pei Xiafei kicked Yang Xu's fat face and slammed him to the ground: "Damn it, do you really have no shame? You really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

Yang Xu, standing on the sole of Pei Xia's shoe, stared intently at him, her eyes wide.

Yes, he didn't believe it. He didn't believe Pei Xia would dare to kill someone in front of the Princess.

If Pei Xia were to suddenly return to the Prime Minister's residence alone with a sword, Yang Xu would not dare to gamble.

But now the situation is clear: this man wants to stand up for Ye Lu and is indignant on behalf of Xu Shangxin.

No matter how much he says he comes and goes alone, or that it doesn't matter, he can no longer act recklessly.

Luo Xian looked him up and down, at Yang Xu's unyielding face and at Pei Xia's tightly gripped sword.

"Alright," the eldest princess said slowly, "Pei Yu is to be punished for filial impiety with fifty strokes of the cane. As for theft, it was only an attempted theft, so the Yang family should pay some compensation. As for Yang Xu..."

She reached out and gently tapped Pei Xia's hand with her cool fingertips: "I still have a use for you, so let him off the hook."

Over the years, Xia'er has honed her skills, becoming accurate in judging both situations and people.

If it can be done, then do it.

If you can't do it, just bite your lip and beg Young Master Pei!
(End of this chapter)