Chapter 11: Discipline
Gradually, the people began to whisper.
Fine sweat oozed from the coachman's forehead, swallowed his saliva, looked flustered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the emperor was far away, and he had no fear, and his expression became hideous.
In terms of the battle of tongues, this person is not the opponent of Zhu Xingchun and Jacaranda, seeing that he couldn't get off the stage, he pulled out his horsewhip and crackled twice on the ground, shooting down the flying flowers and stones, and even the broken leaves were knocked to the ground.
I wish the awakening of spring, and my heart sinks.
If this whip is struck on a man who has no power to tie the chicken, it is not a joke. Although she didn't care about hanging a little picture, the jacaranda and the woman were still there, and she didn't want to worry others.
Is the governor of this place a dead man? Conniving at the minions of such officials!
The moment the whip was about to fall on the woman, Zhu Xingchun immediately made a decision and fell on the two of them! She closed her eyes, waiting for the tingling sensation to creep in from behind.
"Dangchang" sounded.
The sound of the wind passed past Zhu Xingchun's ears, and a touch of color redder than the hairrope passed in front of her eyes.
Zhu Xingchun turned around, just in time to see-
The three-foot cold blade is out of the sheath, and the strength is like a white rainbow through the sun, and there is a red tassel sword spike wrapped around it. It was with this water-breaking sword holding a Ming Immortal that the young man stabbed the coachman's right wrist.
White water is suitable for jade, red water is suitable for dan. In Xingchun's mind, this sentence popped up inexplicably.
The whip fell to the ground at will, but the young man did not slow down, like a meteor catching the moon, Zhu Xingchun just blinked, and the coachman's body was like a kite with a broken string, and he was kicked away weakly.
When the man fell out, I don't know whether the force was controlled intentionally or unintentionally, and it happened to hit the side of the wheel. The people inside didn't need to come out to see him coughing up bits of blood, his wrists and half-broken chest didn't know which one to cover first, and he was still moaning powerlessly on the ground.
Li Fuchao lifted his eyelids, and it was clear that he was the one who had just made a ruthless move, and at this moment he could still play calmly: "I thought I had a lot of ability, what are you barking at here." Disturbing your Li Dashao's interest in hanging out, how many lives do you have to pay? ”
In this Yangzhou City, some people can not recognize the prefect's carriage, but they will not recognize the Li family's signboard.
Without the business support of the Li family, a few years of time would definitely not be able to recuperate from the war to the current state.
…… The coachman was speechless. It's just that this tone, Zhu Xingchun always feels a little familiar.
"Li Gongzi." The man in the carriage finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked out holding the maid's hand.
She was wearing a goose-yellow sprinkled flower and smoke skirt, with a long hat, and her face could not be seen. But from the way he walks, he looks like a well-bred lady.
She withdrew her hand, slowly bowed down, and bowed her head to Li Fuchaoxian: "My little girl has offended the son by saying nothing, and it is because the Mu family is not good at teaching." ”
After a pause, the woman pursed her lips, and her voice became more delicate: "But...... Even if he is guilty, he should be taken home by the little woman to deal with it, and now that the son is so heavy-handed, he is afraid that he will not be able to get out of bed in this life, is it too much? ”
Such a bright and quiet lotus, even if she is not a young man with strong blood, in front of her, she can't help but lower her voice and ease her tone, and give in to two or three points in everything, right?
It's a pity that the young man didn't mean to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, on the contrary, he only had his sword in his eyes, and there was no dust and cause and effect. Zhu Xingchun glanced at it, there were nicks on the front and dirt on the hilt, and he could indeed see how difficult it was for the young man to fight wits and courage with the soldiers along the way.
Li Fuchao exhaled, subconsciously tapped the hilt of the sword, and said, "It's not even a death, where can it be considered complete?" I couldn't say a word I liked to hear, I just broke my wrist and cheapened him. ”
"And you, Miss Mu Er." He squinted, the tip of his sword arced on the ground, and the woman's body trembled slightly. "I'm just being so noisy that my ears are not clean. The person you offended was not me from beginning to end, and if you have the eyesight, you shouldn't use the pestle here as an ornament now. ”
Miss Mu Er didn't seem to be willing to give a little bit of a look to Zhu Xingchun who was sitting in the corner until now.
A few flat-headed people, in the eyes of their self-proclaimed noble government families, ants are inferior.
Li Fuchao's intention was to ask her to bow her head to the woman who was really frightened in the middle...... Because of this, Miss Mu Er bit her lip flap, she was a little entangled, and she couldn't pull this face.
Zhu Xingchun helped the rested woman to stand up, the woman first pinched her hand and raised a kind smile, and then walked tremblingly to Li Fuchao: "It's the old body who doesn't care about it, and it doesn't interfere with the nobleman's affairs......"
Today, Ruozhen made Mu Er bow his head, saying that the woman is not afraid of trouble, and it is very fake.
Li Fuchao glanced at the woman a few times, neither admitting nor being polite, but casually picked up the fruit in her basket and looked at it a few times: "This is this year's plum, right?" ”
The woman replied overjoyed: "Yes, yes, I grew up in the family, I just can't be idle, just pick some selling points, they are all fresh, you can eat them directly or make tea." ”
"Auntie, this is for you." Li Fuchao took off a jade pendant from his waist and handed it to her, "I don't have any cash on me now, just take this and go to any pawnshop to cash it out." I'll just want this basket, okay? ”
The woman was a little frightened, and wiped her hand on her apron several times: "Noble, you give too much...... It's not worth a few dollars, just half a penny. ”
Li Fuchao said with a smile: "But I think this fruit is sweet and delicious, not to mention that the eldest lady planted and cultivated, the effort is immeasurable, if you only measure it by money......
He didn't say any more, perhaps because he was afraid of hurting the hearts of the people who worked hard for their livelihoods.
Naturally, the woman was grateful. The boy glanced behind him, and immediately a guard stepped forward, inquired where she lived, and helped the woman away.
Seeing that everyone had left, Miss Mu Er thought that Li Fuchao had let go of this stubble, so she breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get into the car.
I heard Li Fuchao's cold voice sounding from behind him: "Go back and tell Ling Zun that the Li family has paid the extra part every time, and he can't collect it this month." ”
I wish the spring to move.
The official position of wanting to come to the prefect is really not easy to come by, and it is indispensable for people to push the momentum behind him.
The maid beside Miss Mu Er was disgraced, helped her own girl, and drove away as if she were running away, even ignoring the coachman who was still on the ground.
The bullying dog really has to be a person with more power in his hands, and he can only suppress it with a two-pronged combination of verbal threats and force.
Thinking of this, Zhu Xingchun unconsciously bent the corners of his mouth, and the idea of desperately wanting to gain a firm foothold in his heart became deeper and deeper like an ancient tree taking root.
"Sister?"
Li Fuchao didn't know when to put away the sword and return it to its sheath, and walked up to her, like the little boy she was familiar with, bending down and lowering his head, looking at her.