Chapter 3 The son of a loser
"I feel like I need to have some drinks and sober up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Ye Daiwan looked at the mess in front of her, and couldn't help yawning and said. No matter how good-looking it is, it's really not good-looking to be beaten unilaterally.
"Then let's go back. I'll leave it to them. Xie Xuan said indifferently.
Ye Daiwan just wanted to agree, but she caught a glimpse of someone, and she couldn't help but stop. A face that felt very familiar to her, but strange in some details. She should know this man. But I searched through my memories and didn't find it, could it be that I hit my face?
The dejected, bruised-faced young man staggered past her and staggered to a table and fell to his knees. Only a gray-haired, thin old gentleman sat at the table, and a few sturdy guards stood in front of it. The young man cried out in tears. "Dad, save my son. My son is really desperate......"
Who's a loser, crying into this unlucky virtue. Ye Daiwan suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and thought gloatingly.
"Nanzhu, you can't pay off the debt you owe even if you sell me. I'd better not have you as a son. The old gentleman was not in a hurry, and turned his head slowly.
The young man wept and wiped his tears. "Father, as long as you agree to King Changping Yi's request, your son will have a way to live. ”
King Changping Yi, Ye Daiwan suddenly pricked up her ears. Could it be that this is the old gentleman Chang and his prodigal son who is addicted to the six games that the teacher said? The guards around him could not be the old gentleman who was so poor that he could not even afford one hundred and fifty taels, and they must be the people of King Changping Yi. The road is narrow, if she doesn't take the opportunity to make trouble, she will have a long brain.
Ye Daiwan immediately pulled Xie Xuan's sleeve. "Ann, quick. ”
"What's fast?" Xie Xuan asked knowingly, and said evilly.
"You'an~" Ye Daiwan stomped her feet and was coquettish angrily.
"Okay, okay. I can't stand you. Xie Xuan touched her head dotingly and walked over with a smile.
And the crying over there is a hilarious. The young man had a handful of snot and tears on his face, and he cried in a mess. "Dad, my son really can't help it. The one who did the bureau was the son, and the son didn't enter, so he had to be trapped. Father, if you don't save your son, your son won't survive. Father...... Promise His Royal Highness King Chang Pingyi, and this matter will be done. ”
"Nan Candle, it's not like Dad won't save you. Dad is just an old thing who is about to enter the earth, and there is nothing to promise King Changping Yi. Mr. Chang shuddered and took out a handkerchief and gently wiped his face like a child.
"Dad, you can't help me. The young man grabbed Mr. Chang's fingers so hard that he could hear the bones clicking. "Dad, I'm dead. There's no one to send you to the end. I'm your only son, Dad, and I still have your last name. My sister has been dead for more than ten years, and you still give her incense in the temple, which costs thirty taels a year. Why don't you have any money for me!I'm your son of Chang Anyu, with a surname!"
Mr. Chang was caught by him, his face turned blue, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak. Xie Xuan walked over quickly and slapped the middle-aged man's hand away. "If you don't let go, your father will die. ”
"Who are you? It's our own business. This is my father, and it's not your turn. The young man was unwilling and wanted to lean over, but was pushed away by Xie Xuan.
"You know it's your father. Under this ruthless hand. Xie Xuan took out a jar of plaster and smeared it on Mr. Chang. "The bones of the hands are about to crack, I don't know if the old man's bones are brittle? Are you his father, or is he your father? ”
"Dad, I was wrong, Dad. You're all right. The young man was stunned for a moment, then reacted, leaned over and cried out mournfully. "Daddy, Daddy, I was wrong. Daddy, daddy, it's not right. Daddy, save your son. ”
"I can't save you. Mr. Chang panted sharply, and relied on Xie Xuan's support to stand firmly. "You can go home with me first. Your mother misses you, and she hasn't eaten well for several days. Let's talk about money. ”
"Dad, I can't go back. The young man stole a glance at the guards behind him and curled up in a ball. "Dad, I didn't pay it back. I can't go back. ”
"Guard Yan, you are trying to suppress the little old man's life and do things for you. Mr. Chang looked at the guard.
"Mr. Chang misunderstood. Your Highness, I was only worried about your safety, so I was specially sent here. Yan Guard said without changing his face.
"Oh. The little old man took his son away. Mr. Chang trembled and reached for the young man who was kneeling on the ground. The young man stretched out his hand hopefully, but shrank back in fright with a faint cough. "Dad, promise Your Highness, otherwise I really won't be able to go back. ”
"It's not that Dad doesn't want to. It's my dad who can't say yes. Mr. Chang's eyes dimmed.
Ye Daiwan came up. "If you don't agree, you won't agree. Who owes this money to whom?"
"Little girl, don't join in the fun. The young man said impatiently. "Dad, didn't you just promise this? What does it matter? How good it is to be a staff member of His Royal Highness King Chang Pingyi, and no one in Shangjing will dare to bully us. ”
"Who will bully us in Shangjing? Who will bully a common man who has no money and no power? Who do you say?" Mr. Chang was excited, his face turned blue, and he almost choked.
"Sir, that's a heart-wrenching statement. Guard Yan smiled faintly and said indifferently. "Si Xiu is right. If you enter the door of our Highness, you are the person of your Highness, who else in this capital can ignore the face of the prince?"
"yes, Dad. I don't know how many gentlemen there are in Beijing. Not to mention far away, Xie Xuan, the prince of the British Mansion, bullied men and women, rode horses on the street, and smashed a courtyard of Xianfeng Tower when he went to Rouge Street last time. The young man continued.
Xie Xuan, the British prince who specializes in bullying men and women, was rubbing medicine on his father, and after a meal, he immediately continued to rub the medicine without changing his face. Ye Daiwan covered her mouth and snickered. This prestige is far and wide, and even this loser is willing to bow down.
"Regardless of other people's children, you are mine. You don't listen to your father. Come back with me. Mr. Chang stretched out his hand to pull him again, but was stopped by Yan Guard. This is no longer outwitting, this is blatant fraud. King Changping Yi's thoughts are simply Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.
"If you don't agree today, Si Xiu will not be able to go back. Guard Yan drew his sword and slowly put it on Chang Sixiu's neck. "I think you agreed. ”
"Dad, Dad......" Chang Sixiu turned pale with fright, and couldn't even spit out his words.
At this moment, a shoe flew over and slammed into Yan Guard's face with a crisp sound, and then left a clear sole print. There was silence.