Chapter 50: Hobbies are getting more and more chic
The attendants who were thrown to the ground cried out in pain, Lin Yueqing glanced at them fiercely, and turned around to attack Wu Youzhong, who was already leaning against the pillar, and her frightened lady.
Ming Xuan saw that Lin Yueqing really wanted to start, and immediately stepped forward to stop her, but as soon as she made a move, she was beaten back, and her body was unstable for a while, and she couldn't help but take several steps back.
"Miss, no!" Ming Xuan and Ming Jiu shouted urgently.
Lin Yueqing's palm was about to hit Wu Youzhong's chest, and as soon as Ming Xuan screamed, she still came back to her senses a little, and slapped her palm on the pillar, and immediately sank several inches.
That Wu Youzhong saw that the situation was not good, and stopped his wife behind him.
"Beat the gentry, according to the law...... Beat a hundred rods according to the law. He swallowed as he spoke, glancing at the pillar.
Lin Yueqing withdrew his hand and gently patted the dust on his hands.
"Aren't you going to be buried with your whole family? Isn't it a bit too little to change your mouth to a hundred rods now! Wu Thorn History! ”
Wu Youzhong looked at the veiled woman in front of him, just looking at her eyes, he felt terrible in his heart, and he mustered up the courage to talk, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
His wife was already resentful when she saw that her family treasure was dead, and at this time, she saw that the person who killed her family treasure dared to bully them, so she immediately pushed Wu Youzhong forward and said.
"You...... Do you know who Lady Ben is? The woman raised her chin arrogantly as she spoke, and said viciously, "My father is Song An, the Duke of Song, and I am the only daughter of the Song family, so you dare to make a noise here?" ”
In Lin Yueqing's memory, the Song family, who was still one of the top ten generals at that time, was the most unspoken, loving the people and loyal, how could he have given birth to such a daughter who opened her mouth and closed her mouth and was arrogant and arrogant.
"Does your dad know he has a dog grandson?" Lin Yueqing couldn't help but say contemptuously.
The woman's face turned purple.
Ming Xuan looked at the woman who claimed to be the daughter of the Song family, and his eyes narrowed.
One is the proud protégé of Qi Guogong, and the other is the daughter of Song Guogong, could it be that the Song family did not resist the polishing of the prince, and finally joined forces with them?
Song Rouqian saw that Lin Yueqing still dared to let go, and was about to speak again, when a figure suddenly appeared outside the door.
Lin Yueqing saw Xi Zhao at the door, and immediately retreated behind Ming Xuan.
Ming Xuan saw the figure at the door who was looking inside, and immediately pushed Ming Jiu towards the pillar.
Ming Jiu was pushed over, and was about to ask Ming Xuan what he was going to do, when he instantly received his eyes, his eyes pointed directly at the palm print on the pillar, Ming Jiu immediately understood something, and hurriedly stood in front of the pillar and blocked the palm print.
Xi Zhao at the door seemed to be waiting for someone, and sure enough, after a while, King Lin, dressed in luxurious purple clothes, walked in.
He first nodded to Ming Xuan from a distance, and then looked at Wu Youzhong.
"The Mid-Autumn Festival is three days old, this is only the first day, this king heard that there is a disturbance here, but I didn't expect it to be Lord Wu here, why, this king's sixteen cities in Zhongzhou have been inspected?"
Wu Youzhong saw the handsome and dashing and suave King Lin, and suddenly became half a cut shorter.
Song Rouqian, who was on the side, saw King Lin coming over and took a beating, and hid behind Wu Youzhong in fear, not daring to raise her eyes.
"His Royal Highness King Linwang has arrived, and the officials have missed the distance!" Wu Youzhong said.
King Lin glanced at the drunken rain building full of messes, looked up at him, with thorns in his eyes, and Wu Youzhong was uncomfortable.
"On the first day you came to my Linjun City, this is how you greeted me?" Linwang's voice is getting colder and colder, and at this moment, the empty and quiet first floor of the drunken rain building has a few echoes, and it is low and breathless.
Wu Youzhong glanced at the first floor, where there were no guests, and then at Lin Yueqing, as well as her group of house slaves in ordinary clothes, and immediately spoke.
"Xia Guan doesn't want to do this, it's really this girl who has harmed my wife's family treasure, and she is still aggressive, otherwise Xia Guan will not disturb the business of this drunken rain building."
Lin Yueqing was named, but he kept his head down and was silent.
Wu Youzhong thought that she deliberately pretended to be pitiful when she saw King Lin coming, and suddenly said with anger.
"How majestic you were when you hurt my wife's family treasure, why, at this time, you are afraid of knowing that the wise and martial king is here?"
Lin Yueqing is not afraid, she really doesn't want King Lin to know her identity and cause trouble.
She had no choice but to keep her body down and say nothing.
Wu Youzhong still wanted to ridicule her, but Ming Jiu on the side spoke.
"Lord Wu said that this girl killed your wife's family treasure, obviously your dog was killed by a passing Xuan car, you and your wife also threatened, this young lady does not go with you, I want this young lady's family to bury you, I said that your dog is really precious."
When King Lin heard this, he looked at Wu Youzhong suspiciously.
"Dogs? Funeral? He asked.
Wu Youzhong immediately wanted to step forward to explain, but was killed by a look from King Lin.
"Mrs. Wu's hobby is getting more and more chic, raising dogs and raising crazy demons, dogs bite people, but don't let people beat dogs, you think you are in Liuzhou, bite people to death with your father to support you!"
Song Rouqian's face turned white when she heard King Lin's mention of Liuzhou, and she didn't dare to gasp for breath.