It took two incense sticks to rush in and beat people until they left. The library of the journals that heard the Chronicle was filled with sorrow, and countless injured people were injured. The worst was that Wang Wenbing was carried into a sedan chair and rushed back to heal his wounds.

The Jingzhao Prefecture had already heard the news. When the prefecture prefect heard someone smashing Zhiwen Ji, he was furious. As the prefecture prefecture, how could he not know that the behind Zhiwen Ji must be not simple. Just think about it and you will know that the power here is so powerful that someone dared to mess with Zhiwen Ji. It was really a courageous person, so he immediately called everyone to ask them to catch the murderer who smashed it.

Those servants did arrive at the entrance of Zhiwen Chronicle Museum. When they arrived at the site, they pulled out the iron ruler and wanted to shout a few words. One of them suddenly stopped moving. A carriage was parked at the entrance of Zhiwen Chronicle. The carriage was not very magnificent, but it was extremely exquisite. At a glance, you could tell that it was quite big.

The ground under the feet of the Emperor of Jingzhao Mansion was naturally observing all directions. Otherwise, if he accidentally bumped into a noble man, he would really not know how to die. After a closer look, he would recognize the owner of the carriage, which was from the Shen Ao family of the Shen family of the Shen family.

Who is Shen Ao? Without any guidance, everyone knew that such people really could not touch them. When they were still a prison student, Jingzhao Mansion suffered a lot of losses. Now they have already ordered to take over the affairs of the Three Roads of Jingji, and they also have the three yamen and border towns. Such a great power can be discussed with the same generation even when they meet Taishi Cai. In the eyes of Jingzhao Mansion, it is really worse than small fish and shrimp, and nothing is wrong.

So an obstetrician took the lead and let the head and the servants stay away from home. He walked carefully to the carriage and said carefully: "The villain has seen the noble man."

There was really someone responding inside. It was a crisp female voice. The curtain was rolled up a corner. The Absas couldn't see the national beauty inside, but he saw the collar of the man inside. The collar was recognized at a glance. It was a third-grade imperial uniform embroidered with Ruihe and gold silk.

After a moment of thinking, I realized that most of the people inside were Shen Ao's family, and they were the ones closest to him. Their clothes, only in terms of grade, were much higher than those of the prefect.

"What, is there something wrong?"

Oshi's neck chills, and he knows what's going on. Knowing that the Chronicle is not simple, but people dare to smash it. Is it simple behind it? After a moment of thinking, he immediately said: "Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong, the villain will take his leave."

He hurriedly retreated and waved his hand to the brought one: "Go."

When the servants saw this kind of scene, they certainly couldn't take care of the things they shouldn't take care of. They put away the iron ruler and scattered birds and beasts.

The officers went back to Jingzhao Prefecture to report the matter. Of course, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture was careful about this matter and immediately asked about it. The heads of the other side spread their hands one by one. When the prefect saw it, they became furious and cursed these people for not knowing how to be sensible, not knowing how powerful they are, and not knowing how powerful they are.

The prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture complained, and the Absassin carefully attached himself to his ear and whispered a few words. The prefect was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "So that's the case, why didn't you say it earlier?" After that, he ignored it and said, "Let's go down, and let someone go there in half an hour. When someone asks, he will say that it's too late to know the news from Jingzhao Prefecture. If anyone dares to gossip, he will be beaten to death!"

The heads of the people were timid and knew in their hearts that they had encountered another gourd case. They could work in Jingzhao Mansion. Of course, they knew the rules. They should be careful in everything and not in everything. Otherwise, they would not know how to die.

In this way, after another half an hour, a few people were sent over to Jingzhao Mansion. When they arrived there, the media outlet of Zhiwen Chronicles was already in a mess, and countless injured people were inside. The servants asked a few people to go to the yamen to write a general description of the matter, and asked them to write a note, and then let them go back.

After taking the documentary, the prefect only glanced at it, and left it alone. He asked someone to give the Dali Temple a direct *** and asked Dali Temple to take care of it.

Jiang Min from Dali Temple answered the ***, just smiled and said to the people around her: "This is the case with Jingzhao Mansion. There are good things. They rushed to do it. When they encountered a nail, they sent it to Dali Temple and report it directly to the door and save it. When they came back, they asked someone to copy it and send it to Shijun Gong."

After many incidents, no one asked about this matter. Everyone was playing past the ball and kicking around. The final result was again. Although the disciples were sent to Cai Jing, Cai Jing just smiled bitterly, put down his ***, and said, "Shen Ao is Shen Ao. No matter how much he said this, it would disappear in an instant."

He sighed and threw the *** aside. This matter cannot be investigated strictly after all. If it continues, Wang Wenbing's relationship with him will also surface, so he can only swallow this bitter fruit.

At this time, someone hurried in and said a few words to Cai Jing. Cai Jing's eyes flashed and he said slowly: "Are you saying that he is also in the publication and was beaten?"

"Yes, I was seriously injured and was being treated in the mansion, saying yes...yes..."

"You just say it."

"It's said that the children's bag is out of stock."

Cai Jinghe nodded and said with a stern face: "Go, send me some nourishing medicines. After a few days, I will go see him when he recovers from his injury." Then he sighed and said: "It's really unexpected to this point."

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In the airtight house, there was a strong smell of medicine and stone. The furnishings inside were simple, and the doors and windows were tightly sealed, and only sighs came from it. It seemed that there was no sunlight all year round. There was a deep and weirdness. There was only an oil lamp on the lampstand, flickering lightly and darkly.

Lying on the couch was Wang Wenbing. Wang Wenbing was lying weakly, covered with a quilt made of silk satin, and his eyes were red at the ceiling and gasping for breath.

At this time, he suddenly became interested in lice and fleas, and wanted these little things to bite his flesh, give him some stimulation, and disperse endless pain and resentment in his heart.

Seven or eight days ago, when he was sent back to the mansion from Zhiwen Ji, he was already dying. After finally rescuing it, he felt surprisingly painful. The doctor who treated him told him with grief: "Sir, your... has been injured. If you continue to keep it, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not have abscess. Even the urinary tract is mostly blocked. At present, the only way is to cut all the rotten flesh and guide it to use a tube to clear the urinary tract... just now..."

The doctor wanted to continue to say the following words, but Wang Wenbing refused to let him say it. He didn't know where the strength came from. He slapped the doctor sitting in front of the couch on the face and shouted frantically: "Get out, get out, you can't cut, you can't cut, you can't cut, you can't cure it, you'll be killed."

This disease is really hard to cure. It is said that the Chinun eggs inside were broken, with a huge wound and the flesh was rotten. What is even more embarrassing is that the things inside the Chinun eggs were flowing out and blocking the urinary tract. Even if Bian Que and Hua Tuo regenerated, there was no way for Bian Que and Hua Tuo to regenerate.

Wang Wenbing finally decided to cut the rotten meat, suffer these two times and suffer these two sins. Although the cutting technology of the Song Dynasty was very developed, there were some sword hands in the capital who worked for this group for generations. Wang Wenbing wanted to cut things, of course it was the best to ask for it. Everyone called Wang Yidao, which means that one knife would be safe and painless, and that it would be guaranteed to jump alive in half a month after cutting.

Of course, cutting this thing is different from cutting a cabbage. Although it is safe, it may not be painful. Although there is such a thing as Ma Fei San, it does not feel any pain after eating it. Anyway, Wang Wenbing has experienced it, and the effect is very bad. With one knife, a clamor like a pig slaughtering sound came.

After being kicked and stabbed, Wang Wenbing was kept in this airtight silkworm room. This day was really harder than killing him. The Ministry of War sent someone to ask why Lord Shangshu didn't go to the house and could not say that he had cut things. He said that he was sick and wanted to raise him. Fortunately, he sent someone to Cai Jing for leave. Cai Jing criticized him without asking more questions and sent a lot of things to express his condolences.

After seven or eight days, the pain of the *** was almost relieved. It was just that it was still inconvenient to move and had to lie down honestly. The children and nephews at home were not easy to see a doctor. Even if they came, they didn’t know what to say. They couldn’t say: Dad, it’s okay to have such a burden on their body.

Those wives and concubines have been here. When Wang Wenbing saw them, he felt disgusted and full of resentment. He picked up the medicine bowl and smashed it on them: "Get out, get out." The one who was hit was Wang Wenbing's favorite concubine in the past, named Yan'er. Now that Wang Wenbing has cut something, he has sent all his resentment on her.

Seeing the master like this, the lower man dared not enter the house easily. He had no choice but to serve water and urine. Those who sent some soup and food were careful, and did not dare to neglect at all, and did not dare to let go.

The sun was shining outside, and a ray of light penetrated through a gap. Although the light was weak, it made Wang Wenbing feel very dazzling. His brain buzzed and he screamed: "Come on, cover up this light."

Someone came in immediately. The man did not listen to Wang Wenbing's words to block the light, but said hurriedly: "Master, Master, Master Cai, Master Cai is here to see Master."

"Mr.!" Wang Wenbing almost struggled to sit up from the couch as if he had seen a ray of dawn all of a sudden, and hurriedly said, "Hurry, ask your teacher to come in, hurry..."

After a while, a little gap opened at the door. Cai Jing walked in step by step, as if he could smell the smell of the medicine stone. He felt a little pungent. He frowned slightly in a slightest, then changed into a smile, sat on the collapse edge several feet away from Wang Wenzhu, looked at him, and said with a smile: "Wenzhu, is it better?"

"Mr...." Wang Wenbing burst out the humiliation and resentment he had experienced these days. He couldn't help but burst into tears. He twitched his nose and said, "Mr. I, Wang Wenbing, must avenge this revenge. The person behind him must be Chen Ao..."

Cai Jing took his hand and comforted him, "Don't be excited, don't get involved in the wound. If you have anything to say, it's a long time to come."

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Chapter completed!