Chapter 893

Confucius's "Theory of Morality" says: The crime does not extend to parents, and disaster does not extend to wives and children.

But this is the "Theory of Morality" that teaches the commoners of the world, not the "Theory of Morality" that teaches those with power and influence. For those who are truly powerful and influential, when dealing with enemies, there is only one sentence.

That is... cut the weeds and dig up the roots!

What disaster does not extend to wives and children.

As for ruining reputation...

This principle was already made clear when he killed Wang Yun's son in Luoyang.

If his subordinates were bullied and he remained indifferent.

If his father-in-law was bullied and he still wanted to maintain some reputation, then who in the world would be willing to work for him?

Reputation?

"Break both of his legs!"

Duan Yu pointed at the old man and said: "You should be Wei Ban's father."

"Since you know that disaster does not extend to wives and children, you should also understand not to kick someone when they are down and take advantage of someone's danger."

"Your son Wei Ban did the first day, can't others do the fifteenth?"

"As for the reputation you mentioned..."

"Heh heh."

"Go ask the ten thousand rolling heads of the Western Qiang in Liangzhou, when has Duan Yu ever cared about reputation!"

"My reputation is being protective!"

"Whoever dares to touch my people, I will make them look good, and not only make them look good, but also make their whole family look good!"

Hiss!

The crowds watching the excitement on both sides and in the front courtyard all gasped.

Duan Yu!

This person was actually Duan Yu.

There were almost no ordinary commoners living in this area; they were all official families.

Although they might not have seen Duan Yu.

But it was impossible not to have heard of Duan Yu's name and Duan Yu's deeds.

When Duan Yu announced his name, these people watching the excitement understood why Duan Yu had come to the door.

This was clearly to seek revenge.

It was impossible for the deep palace to know about such a small matter as Dong Zhuo being retaliated against by Wei Ban.

But how could the neighbors, or even officials serving in the same department, not know?

The old man refuted by Duan Yu turned red, pointed at Duan Yu with trembling hands, but couldn't say a word.

The Liangzhou soldiers, like tigers and wolves, stepped forward and pressed the old man to the ground, then used the back of the horizontal sword in their hands to smash directly at the old man's legs.

After the sound of bone cracking and breaking, there was a burst of heart-piercing pain.

Even the neighbors on both sides of the mansion who didn't dare to look anymore felt their scalps go numb.

Duan Yu turned his horse around and walked toward the outside of the mansion.

When you come out to mix, you have to keep your word.

If you say break the left leg, you can't break the right leg.

If you say break two, it's two.

Today the Hedong Wei clan dares to find trouble with him, tomorrow the Hedong Fan clan will dare to follow suit.

Whoever dares to move earth on the head of Tai Sui must bear the corresponding price!

As for the consequences.

That is something that can only be seen if the person being retaliated against is still alive.

Dead people can't see it.

"Find him for me, you must find Wei Ban himself!"

Duan Yu led his personal guards out of Wei Ban's mansion.

Behind the alley separated from Wei Ban's Lieutenant Assistant mansion, there was a huge mansion covering more than a dozen mu.

Compared to Wei Ban's mansion, just looking at the two huge mansion gates, the small door next to them, and the high lintel, one knew that the person living here had an extremely extraordinary status.

On the lintel of the mansion gate hung a gold-plated plaque.

On it were written the five characters "Marquis of Buqi Fu Mansion".

Marquis of Buqi.

In the time of Emperor Cheng of Han, Fu Li was a famous scholar of the time, taught the "Book of Songs" to Emperor Cheng of Han, was appointed as Grand Tutor, and later his son was enfeoffed as Marquis of Yangdu due to merit. In the sixth year of Jianwu, he was changed to Marquis of Buqi.

His title continued.

The Fu clan had served as doctors during the Qin Dynasty, were famous scholars in the Qilu region at that time, and had lasted for hundreds of years.

Their family was also a scholar-official family with two thousand shi, and several people had reached the position of Minister of Agriculture.

In front of the Marquis's mansion stood six guards holding swords and spears, and several lit lanterns hung on both sides of the lintel.

Wei Ban, walking hurriedly and wearing only a white inner robe, staggered to the gate.

The guards stretched out their spears to block Wei Ban.

"Who are you, stop!"

"This is the Marquis's mansion, no idlers are allowed to approach!"

The guard shouted loudly.

Wei Ban, bending over and holding his knees with both hands, gasped for breath for a while before looking up and pointing at himself.

"I... I..."

Wei Ban said while gasping for breath: "Lieutenant Assistant, I... I have urgent business to see the Bearer of the Golden Mace, please let me in."

After hearing the words "Lieutenant Assistant", the guard carefully looked at Wei Ban from top to bottom.

After looking, he realized it was indeed Wei Ban.

But looking at Wei Ban's disheveled appearance, the guard was very puzzled.

"It's Lieutenant Assistant Wei, my Master doesn't know if he has rested yet. If you want to see my Master, I can only report for you."

The guard said.

Wei Ban was originally a subordinate official of the Bearer of the Golden Mace, and they often had official business, so the guard recognized him.

Wei Ban turned his head and looked at the direction of the alley mouth: "It's too late, let me in first, and then report."

Saying this, Wei Ban was about to walk into the mansion.

However, he was stopped by the guard.

"Lieutenant Assistant Wei, please don't make it difficult for us. If you are let in privately, we will definitely be punished tomorrow." The guard held Wei Ban and said: "You are my Master's subordinate; as long as my Master hasn't rested, he will definitely see you, so please wait a moment."

Seeing that he couldn't get in, Wei Ban could only stand at the door and wait.

And his eyes looked extremely uneasily at the positions of the alley mouths on both sides and said: "Then I'll trouble you, hurry up, I really have urgent business, a matter of life and death."

The guard nodded and turned to walk toward the mansion gate.

After knocking on the small door next to the ceremonial gate, the small door opened from the inside, and the doorman poked his head out.

The guard whispered two sentences to the doorman, and then the doorman closed the small door next to the ceremonial gate.

"Wei Ban?"

At the door of the room, Fu Wan, who had just walked out of the study and was preparing to go back to rest, stood outside the house and looked back at the maid who came to report, his brows locked.

"What is he doing here so late?" Fu Wan said to himself.

After thinking about it, Fu Wan retracted one foot that was about to enter the room and turned around.

"Go, tell the doorman to bring him to my study."

Fu Wan tightened his robe and walked toward the study.

The two maids carrying lanterns in front also turned around and walked to the front of Fu Wan, continuing to walk along the path they came from.

Outside the mansion gate.

When Wei Ban saw the doorman of Fu Wan's mansion come out, the nervous look on his face relaxed a bit.

"Lieutenant Assistant, my Master invites you in." ===== CHAPTER 895 =====