Chapter 347: Asking for Wages (17)
An Bangtai and the others did not leave the Qixiang Pavilion, and the owner of the Qixiang Pavilion would not let this big man leave like this. arranged a red girl to accompany the night, and even a few sons of the family who came forward to mediate, they also arranged for intimate women to serve.
This bustard mother knows in her heart that this thing is not so cheap, and it will not be just settled. Wait until tomorrow, it is still up to these people to come forward and talk to Zhang Dudu. After all, he is a cousin of Banzai, and he is considered a royal prince, and he must not be offended.
Wan Jiashu didn't care about that much, or for him, the emperor or something was not considered at all. He is a genius, a celebrity, a relative of the emperor, or a nobleman, he has a natural sense of superiority and disgust, and he doesn't want to have too much contact with them.
first calmed Xue Miaomiao's emotions, and then the two of them were extremely happy and enjoyed the bliss together. When it was over, he was hugging Xue Miaomiao and talking about love, promising her some promises that would never be fulfilled, and Xue Miaomiao was also moved, saying that he would rather die than serve that Zhang Sizong. Suddenly, I heard a short, rhythmic knock on the door outside.
Wan Jiashu frowned and asked, "Who?" ”
"Childe, it's me, Liang Wei."
The door opened, Wan Jiashu was wearing a middle coat, and his face was angry, "Liang Tou, what are you doing here?" ”
"Childe, Zhang Sizong is a bastard and can do anything. If I leave tomorrow morning, I'm afraid it won't be safe. Those people are originally the pundits of the Jingshi, and they don't know the rules very well, and it won't be good if they hurt your face when the time comes. Let's leave at night, and then make a decision after returning to the master. ”
"Okay, you wait a minute." Wan Jiashu didn't have a seizure, or put on a shelf, but quickly got dressed, comforted Xue Miaomiao with a few words, and followed the officials to leave the Qixiang Pavilion quickly. When he was about to go out of the gate, he suddenly stopped and said to Liang Wei: "You go and ask the people here, where is their back door." ”
Liang Wei, as an old man, was fine, and after going out of the back door, he looked around with his hand on the handle of the knife, and saw that it was dark all around, and there was nothing abnormal. Only in the distance, a few dim lights, emitting a faint light.
The carriage stopped outside the back door, and the two officials helped Wanjiashu to get into the car, but they did not wait for the coachman to drive away. Suddenly, the lights were bright, dozens of lanterns were lit, and some people hated and hated: "I offended the Metropolitan Governor, and I still want to leave?" ”
In an instant, ambushes arose, and outside the Qixiang Pavilion, the killing sound was loud.
An Bangtai had fallen asleep early, but was woken up by the bustard's rapid knocking on the door, rubbing his eyes and being pulled to the back door by the thugs who cleared the building, and saw that it was full of people, and the ground was still full of blood. The pungent smell of blood hit and made An Bangtai's drowsiness disappear by more than half.
"This ...... How is this going on? How did it become like this? This...... Why did Zhang Dudu do this? He had already recognized that those who fell to the ground were all local officials, including Liang Wei, who also fell in a pool of blood, the prefect's carriage was smashed to pieces, the cattle pulling the cart were also killed, and the corpses were lying on the road.
The scene couldn't be clearer, only the words of the beater Zhang Sizong were written, and An Bangtai rubbed his temples with his hands, "It's not like words, it's just too unlike." Even if it's from Beijing, it can't be lawless, the official won't sit idly by, I have to go back and rest. If you have anything to say, let's wait until I see Wanzhou Mu tomorrow. ”
Jokes, it's okay for him to come out and play a round, and he really faces Zhang Sizong, that is, his mind is not refreshing. Liang Wei and the others were not lightly injured, but none of them were life-threatening. It's just that Liang Wei is more miserable, his two legs were broken alive with sticks, and I am afraid that most of them will become crippled. But now he doesn't care about what his injuries have become, but keeps saying: "Save the son...... You must save your son. ”
An Bangtai and others also found a problem at this time, the people of the Wan family were injured on the ground, Wan Jiashu, where did he go?
"It just doesn't make sense!" In the Zhizhou Yamen, I heard that my son Zhang Sizong was arrested, and most of the officials in the state were injured. Since Zhang Sizong came, this Anlu has not been peaceful, and several women were forcibly dragged to a certain mansion by Hao Nu in broad daylight, and they were released after a few days. There was a fierce character in it, and when he got home, he hanged himself. These people are not Qinglou women, but women from good families. Something like this happened, and it took him a lot of effort to suppress the matter.
Now that it has moved to his son's head, whether this Zhang Sizong understands the rules or not, I really don't know how he behaves in Beijing. The master on the side said: "Dong Weng, now is not the time to lose your temper, it is important to get people out first." As for Zhang Sizong's question, let's write a letter to Beijing and ask Uncle Jianchang's family to discipline their children well. ”
"Hmph, it's useless, I just know that I went to Qinglou to mess with those women, and I deserve to have today. Ignore him for now, take Liang Wei and others to the yamen, ask Lang Zhong to take care of the treatment, and the yamen will pay for the medicine. Send a message to the Qixiang Pavilion again, and ask them to send Xue Miaomiao to Zhang Sizong, since the problem is caused by this slut, then send her over first, I think Zhang Sizong should also know the severity. Shame and trouble, I can't deceive you. After saying this, Wan Tong took out the Analects from the bookshelf and looked at it to himself.
"Wanjiashu? Which of you tied up the Wanjia tree? Didn't I say it, only hit people and smash cars, don't do anything to the surname Wan, who has such a bad brain, what are you doing with that thing? Zhang Sizong, who had just fully vented his anger on Xue Miaomiao, received a letter from Wang Shou, the head of the local royal family.
The content of the letter is very tactful, to the effect that he should raise his noble hand and put Wan Gongzi back. The marriage between the Wang family and King Xing, and the needle hidden in his letter has already hinted to Zhang Sizong that if he refuses to let go, then he will reflect the matter to the Xingwang Mansion, and he will not think about the matter of the lord at all.
Zhang Sizong can not consider the face of the Wang family, but the matter of the lord is the intention of the queen mother in the palace, and he does not dare to mess it up. Subordinates, you look at me, I look at you, Zhang Zhong said: "Childe, according to your orders, we only beat people, smash cars and kill livestock, and no one will touch Wan Gongzi." It's just that a group of people came to pick him up when he started, and we just thought we were from the Wan family, and we wanted to stop it. But those people were very good and fast, so we didn't stop them. Is there some misunderstanding in the middle? ”
Hearing this, Zhang Sizong's face changed a few times, and he suddenly burst out laughing. Everyone who laughed was inexplicable, and they didn't know what they were laughing at. After a while, he slapped the table and said, "It's fun, this is even more fun than that cheap guy just now, let's take revenge, and there will be bandits who use our power to fight tickets." These people are kind of interesting and fun. Ah Zhong, go check if there are any famous bandits around here, and then let Wantong go to them for someone by himself. This An Lu is finally a little interesting. ”