Chapter 8: The Old Boss
Since he had asked, Geng Dang led Wang Xiao's master and servant back, and when he walked into the lobby again, he heard a wail.
Although there were many people in the lobby begging for mercy before, it was just noisy, but this wail was a little heart-rending at this time.
Wang Xiao followed the cry, but saw a thin old man lying on the ground, kowtowing to an official.
The old man was dressed in tatters, with shackles on his hands, his gray hair was disheveled, tears were streaming down his face, and when he cried, his thin neck seemed to have only a bone wrapped around it, and he only looked quite pitiful.
Most of the people who were caught in the patrol camp were bandits or old fritters, and even if some were wronged, most of them were honest people who were silent, and there were few people who cried hysterically like this, so they all set their eyes on this old man.
"What are you crying about!" A big man wearing a shackle pin and a tiger tattoo on his neck scolded: "Lao Tzu actually went to prison with a scumbag like you, and he lost Lao Tzu's face for no reason." ”
Another man with a thin figure, a smooth face, and a goatee smiled and said: "There is food and drink in this prison, and he is a good man after a year or two." What are you crying about? ”
Someone said to the goate: "You can still come out after a year or two, this old man is afraid that he will not have so many times." ”
"Hahahaha, look at him, who is thin and old, he can still steal things, admire, admire."
"You singles will be closed when they are closed, don't you have a mother-in-law outside?"
A bunch of old fritters began to talk about it, and from time to time someone laughed, looking quite skinny.
Ying'er saw that some of these people had tattooed faces, some had cross-faceted meat, some were treacherous, and some had scars...... She was scared in her heart, and pulled the king to laugh.
Wang Xiao didn't leave, he was still interested, he felt that he liked this group of people too much.
He even saw the goatee man grinning as he secretly took a bunch of keys and a purse from the official.
Finding Wang Xiao's gaze, the goatee man put his finger to his mouth and "shh
Wang Xiao also blinked.
The patrol camp is really a good place, three teachings and nine streams, and a talent market.
"What a noise!" A male-faced official shouted.
Then he took a whip and slammed it on the old man, and scolded: "Old immortal thing, howl, let you howl, you don't have the courage to admit it if you have the courage to steal money." ”
The old man was whipped, fell to the ground and screamed, and tears welled up on his face.
"Official, the little old man is really wronged, the silver is really not stolen by the little old man......"
"You didn't steal it?" The official sneered: "You still dare to be hard with Lao Tzu." ”
As he spoke, he threw another whip down.
Geng Dang couldn't see it, went over to stop the official, and said softly: "Yuan Huan, what's the matter?" ”
Wang Xiao was amused in his heart, this official was actually called 'Ring'.
Yuan Huan glanced at Geng Dang and said impatiently: "Don't be nosy. ”
"I'm afraid you've caught the wrong person." Geng Dang said in a low voice.
"Lao Tzu told you, this time Lao Tzu really didn't catch the wrong person." Yuan Huan sneered, and at the end he muttered to himself: "I am all day long, how can I attract the ......?"
Geng Dang's face changed, and he was about to speak.
Suddenly, I heard someone laughing, and a somewhat childish voice said: "Haha, I didn't catch the wrong person this time, that is the first few times I caught the wrong person." ”
"Young master, don't talk nonsense." Ying'er pulled Wang Xiao and said softly.
For a while, many people laughed.
The big man with the tiger tattoo sneered: "This bullshit official is not a good bird at first glance, and he is really a person who often catches the wrong person, hahahaha." ”
"Laugh at what laugh." Yuan Huan waved his whip, leaned in front of Wang Xiao and stared at him with a cruel smile: "Where did the little rabbit come from, has the back been cleaned?" Dare to be presumptuous in front of Huanye. ”
Wang Xiao blinked.
This guy has a bad face and a dry mouth.
It just so happens that I have dementia again.
So he took a sip directly and spit in Yuan Huan's eyes.
"Lao Tzu fucked your ancestor!" Yuan Huan was so angry that he raised his whip and was about to swing it down.
Since Wang Xiao dared to smack him, he saw Geng Zhengbai coming over from there in the afterglow.
"Stop!"
Sure enough, as Geng Zhengbai shouted, the whip in Yuan Huan's hand stopped abruptly.
"What for!" Geng Zhengbai walked over.
Yuan Huan is actually not too afraid of Geng Zhengbai, the boss, because his own father is still a thousand presidents.
But in front of everyone, he couldn't be presumptuous in front of Mr. General, and scolded: "Mr. Zong, this little kid made fun of me and slapped me in the face." ”
Everyone looked at it, Wang Xiao put his hands behind his back, and a good-looking face with a pure and innocent expression.
Geng Zhengbai patted Yuan Huan lightly on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "This son's family is familiar with Lord Dusi. ”
Yuan Huan's face became cloudy.
Since he took out Lord Dusi to suppress it, he was bullied by Bai, and he couldn't find it for a while, so he had to arch his hand to Geng Zhengbai: "I know." ”
Yuan Huan can be regarded as giving Geng Zhengbai a face.
He turned around, stepped on the old man, and said hatefully: "Old immortal thing, let you fucking talk too much, and then you will feel better." ”
Then he carried the old man and was about to leave.
"Wait, you haven't explained this case yet." Geng Dang said suddenly.
Yuan Huan didn't expect that he would give Geng Zhengbai a face, but Geng Dang dared to argue with him, biting his lower lip, and his expression became more and more ruthless.
"Geng Dan, huh? You've just entered the patrol camp, and I'm afraid you haven't figured out some of the rules yet. Yuan Huan stared at Geng Dang and said coldly.
When he pronounced Geng Dang's name, his speech was deliberately vague, and it sounded a little like a 'stupid'.
"He said he was wronged, and we have to ask again." Geng Dangdao.
Yuan Huan tapped his finger on his chest: "There are some rules you don't understand, let me tell you, newcomers watch more, learn more, and speak less." Got it? ”
Geng Zhengbai didn't want to offend Yuan Qianzong's son, so he patted Geng Zheng's back and said, "Don't meddle in other people's cases." ”
Geng Dang said: "But this person is wronged." ”
"Wronged?" Yuan Huan stepped on the old man's back and added some strength, causing the old man to scream.
He laughed cruelly when he heard this scream, and said to Geng Dang: "Okay, you said that he was wronged, it's okay." But if I didn't catch the wrong person, whenever you see me in the future, you will respectfully call Brother Huan. ”
That doesn't sound like too much.
Yuan Huan looked at the old man at his feet, but he knew in his heart that as long as Geng Dang agreed, he would wait to be trampled under his feet for the rest of his life.
Geng Zhengbai shook his head at Geng Dang.
Geng Dang lowered his head and hesitated.
The old man howled bitterly: "Little old man is really wronged......"
"Okay, I promise you." Geng Dangdao.
Yuan Huan smiled and ordered someone to call back the bitter master and the witness.
"Boss Hao of the good sesame oil factory, right, yesterday you lost a silver of three taels and six coins, yes or no?"
"Yes."
Yuan Huan nodded, and asked again: "This old man is an oil seller, and you often buy oil there, yes or no?" ”
"Yes."
"You lost your silver yesterday, just when the old man came to sell oil, yes or no?"
"Yes."
"You lost this silver, and the guys in the store testify, yes or no?"
"Yes."
Yuan Huan patted Boss Hao and said, "Take out the silver." ”
Boss Hao's eyes rolled, and he reached into his arms a little reluctantly.
"Sharp! I won't swallow your money. ”
Yuan Huan snatched the silver in Boss Hao's hand, threw it into the hand of a servant behind him, and said, "Old Fang, you take care of it, a few taels of money." ”
The old man held the silver in one hand, stroked his long beard with the other, squinted slightly, and gently stroked it, looking very professional.
No one can doubt the craftsmanship of the old man in collecting money.
"Three, two, six."
After saying a word, Geng Dang's face changed.
Yuan Huan looked proud, touched his mouth and took two steps, and couldn't help laughing: "Some people always like to meddle. Lao Tzu handled the case clearly, and he had to intervene sideways. Don't have anything to say now? ”
Geng Dang slapped his head, pulled up the old tall man who was still crying on the ground, and asked, "You say, what's the matter?" ”
The old man cried with a handful of snot and said, "Little Lao'er is really wronged." ”
"Bah, there are all the human and material evidence, and you dare to scream." Yuan Huan kicked him again, scolding and scolding: "It's not a steal and a robbery, where did you get such a big piece of silver." ”
Wang Xiao frowned slightly, and secretly said in his heart, he handled the case in such a daze, and dared to claim that the human and material evidence were all there, and it was clear?
He thought so slightly mockingly, but others were quite convinced, and sighed that the case was handled well. Some people also say that this old man is too slippery and used to crying.
"Where do you think you got your money?" Geng Dang saw that the old man looked miserable, and asked again. "If you don't say anything, I won't be able to save you."
"The silver...... It's a little old man...... I sold a pair of children in exchange! ”
The old man finally couldn't help but shout, tears flowed, and his dead wood-like body kept shaking, which was unbearable.
As soon as he heard this, the big man with the tiger tattoo scolded and scolded: "Useless old things, selling sons and daughters, you might as well really steal it." Lao Tzu is in a prison with a wit like you. What a fucking bad luck! ”
"Sell your children?" Yuan Huan's whip slammed on the back of the old man: "Sell children? Can you sell it for exactly three or six dollars? I don't think you should call the old man, it's better to call the old slippery head. ”
"Yes." Boss Hao stood up, pointed to the old man and said: "His children are skinny, they can't support them when they see it, and no one wants to give them away, who will spend money to buy them?" ”
The official surnamed Xu also stroked his long beard, shook his head and said: "In these days, human life is like grass, and most of the poor families who can't support their children are thrown on the side of the road, and they can't sell it for this money, and they can't sell it......
"Gengdang! If you want to lose the bet, don't be in that mother-in-law's. Yuan Huandao.
Wang Xiao saw all this in his eyes, he had the heart to stand up for Geng Dang and the old master, but he didn't want to arouse suspicion, so he was a little hesitant for a while.
"Forget it, no matter."
He gritted his teeth, but stood up anyway.
"Boss Hao, how do you know that this silver is yours?"
Boss Hao was stunned when he saw a rich and noble man staring at him and questioning in front of him. Ying said: "Of course I know, I look at this silver every day, how can I not recognize it?" ”
"I look at it every day, do you watch it in the store too?" Wang Xiao asked again.
"That's right."
Wang Xiao asked again: "Do you see it after selling oil?" ”
"Yes." Boss Hao didn't know the details, so he had to answer patiently.
The next moment, Wang Xiao quickly snatched the silver in his hand.
"What are you doing!" Boss Hao was taken aback.
But he saw Wang Xiao running to the edge of the long table, took a bowl of water to drink, poured water, and threw the silver directly into it.
"What are you going to do with my money!" Boss Hao said in a broken voice
Wang Xiao raised his head and said, "This silver is not yours." ”
"Bunny...... Little brother, you are talking nonsense! How is this silver not his? Yuan Huan's expression was a little terrifying.
"You see, this silver is not oily at all when it is thrown into the water, and it certainly does not come out of the oil mill." Wang Xiao's voice echoed, quite crisp.
Geng Dang scratched his head and thought to himself, isn't this third son of the Wang family a dementia......