Chapter 20: The Wrath of the King
Jin Ge struggled to squeeze out a smile at Xing Jiang.
looked at Meng Lang who was far away, his eyes were full of reluctance, he gritted his teeth and seemed to make a lot of determination, walked to the front of the shopkeeper of Tiandong Pavilion, and said.
"Shopkeeper, these copper coins will only be more than three thousand three hundred and thirty-three taels of silver, not less."
"So be it! You pull it back and count it slowly, if it's not enough, you send someone to come to me again to get it, and I'll make up for the less. ”
The shopkeeper hesitated.
Jin Ge looked at Meng Lang's figure about to disappear, and looked impatient.
He took out a wad of silver tickets from his bosom, threw them to the shopkeeper, and shouted, "That's enough!" ”
The shopkeeper counted the beginning, and there were as many as four thousand taels, and said secretly.
"What a scumbag!"
But he said, "Enough!" Enough is enough! ”
As he spoke, he was about to put the silver ticket in his arms.
"That's good!"
Jin Ge was relieved, turned his head and shouted, "Langlang is waiting for me!" ”
A step has just been taken.
A cold drink came.
"Wait!"
Xing Jiang snatched the silver ticket in the shopkeeper's hand, and with the other hand grabbed Jin Ge, who was about to run out.
Jin Ge struggled to pull out the arm that the Xing family was holding, but Xing Jiang held on to it.
"Xing Jiang, why do you let go of your hands, Langlang is angry!"
Xing Jiang turned his head to the shopkeeper and said coldly.
"The copper coins on the carriage are enough for the food money of Tiandong Pavilion, why do you still have to collect Jin Ge's silver ticket!"
"What? Is it possible to be lawless with the support of King Huai behind Tiandong Pavilion? ”
When Jin Ge heard Xing Jiang's words, his face turned pale, and he muttered, "Huai...... Huai Wang! ”
Then he looked extremely frightened, and said to Xing Jiang: "Xing Jiang, don't make trouble, quickly give the silver ticket to the shopkeeper!" ”
Xing Jiang stuffed the silver ticket into Jin Ge's arms, and raising his hand to the shopkeeper was a slap in the face.
Syllable!
The shopkeeper covered his face and said tremblingly: "Little Master Xing, you ......"
Syllable!
Xing Jiang slapped him on the other side of his face again.
"Something to ......"
Syllable!
"Good ......"
Syllable!
At this time, Xingjiang was domineering and leaking.
The faces of the shopkeepers of the dignified Tiandong Pavilion were already swollen.
Syllable!
After receiving another slap in the face from Xing Jiang, he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Little grandfather, it's a little money fan, you are angry, you are angry!"
Xing Jiang raised his kick on the shopkeeper's chest.
"Do you really think that if you are the dog of King Huai, no one will dare to touch you?"
Xing Jiang's kick was not light, and the chest of the shopkeeper kneeling on the ground was stressed, and his upper body had already touched the ground.
"Don't say that you are a dog of King Huai, even if King Huai does something harmful, I will take care of it!"
Xing Jiang scolded, raised his feet high, and stepped directly on the shopkeeper's bent knees.
"Ahh
The shopkeeper let out a terrible scream in unbearable pain, and rolled on the ground with his hands on his knees.
After a while, he fainted.
The people who were watching the excitement couldn't help but take a few steps back when they saw this situation.
Jin Ge saw that the shopkeeper fainted unconscious, and said loudly to the waiter who was still counting the money: "What else do you count, save people!" ”
The poor waiters, who were yelled at by Jin Ge like this, forgot how many they had counted before, simply threw down the copper coins in their hands, ran over to lift the shopkeeper, and went to find Lang Zhong.
At this time, there was a commotion among the people, and then they voluntarily gave way to a road.
A middle-aged man with a square face, thick eyebrows, blazing eyes, and a sense of non-anger and self-authority exuded his whole body, walked over with his hands in his hands.
Jin Ge looked up and gasped.
Xing Jiang was also shocked when he saw the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man spoke: "Very good! ”
Jin Ge hurriedly bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "I've seen His Royal Highness King Huai." ”
Wow!
I heard Jin Ge call the middle-aged man the king of Huai.
The surrounding people fell to their knees, not daring to make a sound.
When the Confucian saw that the person who came was King Huai, his face changed, and he bowed to King Huai.
After the Great Qian Dynasty ascended the throne from Emperor Jing Qi Mao, he was still a scholar and a scholar.
People with meritorious fame, starting from the students (Xiucai), only kneel to the heavens, the earth, the king, the relatives, and the teacher.
Among the royal family, only the queen mother, queen, crown prince, etc.
This Confucian student already has a reputation for showing talent, so he didn't bow down.
Xing Jiang remembered what he said just now, his face was a little ugly, and he bent down to King Huai.
"I've seen King Huai!"
King Huai turned sideways to avoid Xing Jiang's bow, glanced at Confucian Sheng, frowned slightly at Jin Ge, and said.
"You are the fifth grandson of Dingguo Gong?"
Jin Ge stammered a little and said, "Yes...... Be! ”
Bent down to pay homage to Xing Jiang, who met King Huai, and saw that King Huai ignored him.
It's not to get up at this moment, it's not to get up, and at the same time as I feel angry, I also see sweat on my forehead.
King Huai said: "What a hero Dingguo Gong was back then, you!" How do you say hello to this king? ”
Jin Ge's face was ashamed.
"Hey! Seeing that your nature is not bad, this king will spare you today, and there will be a severe punishment next time! ”
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Jin Ge said and took out the silver ticket from his arms, held it with both hands, and said, "Your Highness, this is the ...... just now."
King Huai waved his hand and said sharply: "Bring it up!" ”
At this moment, a royal palace guard dragged a man covered in blood like a dead dog.
Jin Ge fixed his eyes and saw that it was the waiter of Tiangong Pavilion who served him food just now.
Xing Jiang's body shook several times and almost fell.
Confucian Sheng was even more unbearable, and he was already slumped on the ground.
The waiter fell to his knees and cried out in a miserable and extreme manner: "The little one should die, the little one should die, beg the prince to spare his life!" ”
"Say! Who instructed it? ”
The waiter looked around, and when he saw the Confucian who was sitting on the ground, he trembled and pointed at the Confucian and said, "It's him!" ”
The palace guards dragged Confucius over with a look of disgust.
"Who are you?"
King Huai asked.
The Confucian scholar shook and did not say a word.
King Huai said in a deep voice: "Say, who are you?" ”
"Learn ...... Student Wei Zheng. ”
Huai Wang said: "You are a student of Hongzheng Academy? ”
"Yes...... Be! ”
"What is Wei Li's relationship with you?"
"It's the student's uncle."
"Say it! Why? ”
“……”
"Say!"
Wei Zheng was intimidated by King Huai's momentum and secretly looked at Xing Jiang.
King Huai already knew the answer.
Walking to Xing Jiang, it was like Xing Jiang beating the shopkeeper of Tiandong Pavilion just now.
Syllable!
King Huai slapped Xing Jiang in the face.
Xing Jiang covered his face and looked at King Huai with an unknown expression.
Syllable!
King Huai raised his hand at him and slapped him again.
Xing Jiang's tears of grievance flowed.
Syllable!
Syllable!
Syllable!
Xing Jiang's knees weakened, and he fell to the ground, just about to speak.
King Huai walked up to him, raised his foot, and stomped on Xing Jiang's calf fiercely.
Click!
"Ahh
Xing Jiang's calf was directly trampled off by King Huai, and the terrible screams resounded through the long street.
"Didn't you say that this king has done something that hurts heaven and reason, and you have to take care of it?"
"Now that the king has broken your legs, you can take care of the king!"