Lu Yang sneered: "Joke! The Thunder Sound Transmission is the prince's beloved thing, and it can be offset with your cheap life, so it's too contemptuous!"

Rong Zhiwu said: "Rong knows that it is not a pity to die, but adults kill innocents, and it is not beneficial to you, as the saying goes: 'You have to spare others and spare others', it is convenient for adults to be convenient for others, and convenient for themselves, brothers are some vulgar people, if you force too quickly, I am afraid that it will be bad for adults!"

When Lu Yang heard this, he was horrified, forced himself to calm down, and said angrily: "Bold, you dare to plot against you, this official plays the prince, and wants you to be beheaded all over the house, and there is no place to bury you!"

Rong Zhiwu said: "The small people naturally don't dare, but if the adults are too anxious, all the brothers will inevitably die, since ancient times, the officials have forced the people to rebel, barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes, the brothers are dying and pull a cushion, harm the adults, and then go away in their respective rivers and lakes, even if he catches and cuts off his head by the government one day, it is just a few more days, and it makes little difference if he dies early and dies late." But the two adults are different, and your glory and wealth, and your high-ranking officials are all about to disappear!

He Ji is the most timid, and he has already seen Rong Zhiwu's martial arts, and the two of them are not his opponents, not to mention that there are still a group of big men with big shoulders and round waists, and six or seven of the ten people have already swords, and their expressions are not good. Immediately, he was half a cut shorter, frightened, and asked rhetorically, "Yi...... What are you going to do?"

Rong Zhiwu gritted his teeth and said: "One person does things and one person is responsible, since the dart is lost, according to the rules of the dart game, the lost goods will be compensated according to the price......"

"Hehehe...... , compensate according to the price, Rong Da Darthead, how much silver do you have enough to compensate the prince?" Lu Yang didn't wait for Rong Zhiwu to finish speaking, opened his mouth and sneered, and asked.

"I know that Rong has failed the trust of the prince, and the death penalty cannot be escaped!"

Rong Zhiwu said: "Rong is willing to go to the prince with the two adults to confess his guilt." This matter is the fault of one of us, so please raise your noble hand and spare the rest. ”

"Just rely on your humble life, and you also want to calm the anger of the prince?"

Rong Zhiwu said: "Rong has been in business for many years, and his family has also accumulated a large amount of family business, fertile land, and shop money, no less than 100,000 Rong. If the two adults are willing to raise their noble hands, Rong is willing to dedicate all the Rong silver, and he has thanked the two adults for their virtue. As he spoke, he took out a seal from his bosom and said, "The two adults can use this as a token to take over all the property in Xiaomin's name!"

Lu Yang and He Ji lived in the Shuntong Dart Bureau for half a day, and they had already seen that the scale of the Shuntong Dart Bureau was not small, and the business was prosperous, so it was expected that they would have a lot of savings. Second, if they are really reversed at the moment, the difference in strength is huge, the two are definitely not rivals, and they may have to take their lives.

Lu Yang thought for a moment and glanced at He Ji.

He Ji understood, hurriedly stretched out his hand to take the seal, looked at it a few times, put it into his arms, and couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, and said: "Okay, only one person is responsible for this matter, Rong Da Dart is willing to take on it, it's good, tomorrow morning, I will go on the road with this official!"

Rong Zhiwu said: "Thank you!"

"The brothers have been together for many years, and they have intersected with each other, and they don't want to be where they are today. Rong is ashamed of everyone, I'm sorry!" Rong Zhiwu finished speaking, and apologized to the dart masters.

Zhou Dahu, Sun Zhishan and others hurriedly hugged their fists and returned the salute: "Total dart head!"

"Rong is here, I don't know when I can meet with the brothers, Rong has a reluctant request, and I also ask the brothers to help take care of the children all the way home and bury them well!

After Rong Zhiwu finished speaking, he lifted his robe with his right hand, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the dart masters to thank him.

"Brother Chongwu!" Zhou Dahu, sad in his heart, did not dare to accept Rong Zhiwu's head, knelt on the ground, kowtowed and saluted.

The dart masters hurriedly pulled up Rong Zhiwu and comforted: "Where does the dart head say, but don't worry, the brothers will do it." It is expected that Prince Chen will be set up by others, magnanimous, the dart head is safe and sound, go early and return early!"

Rong Zhiwu smiled and said, "Thank you!" As he spoke, he took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, distributed them to everyone, and said: "This is the cost of going back on the way back to the brothers and the regular money for this month. Brothers take it, or in the future, they will either find another job, or buy more houses and fields, and enjoy their old age in peace, or do some small business, and stop doing these kinds of fighting and killing to make a living!"

The dart masters took it in their hands, and when they saw that there were about a hundred taels, they couldn't help but say, "It's too much!"

Rong Zhiwu said with a smile: "Brothers, don't shirk, money is something outside the body, you and my brothers have been friends for many years, and there is nothing good to leave with the brothers as a souvenir of parting.

All the dart masters said in unison: "Please rest assured, the brothers will live up to their trust and do their best!"

Rong Zhiwu nodded and shouted, "Jin'er, don't you hurry up and kowtow to write all the uncles!"

When Rong Chengjin heard this, he got up from before the Liu family's foundation, held the spiritual position, and kowtowed to Sun Zhishan and others one by one.

was pulled up by the dart masters.

Rong Zhiwu said: "Jin'er, come here, let's talk to the father and son for a while!"

Rong Chengjin agreed, and followed Rong Zhiwu into the distance. Seeing this, Lu Yang hurriedly gave He Ji a look, and shouted: "Rong Da Dart, the rules of the government, I have to embarrass Rong Da Dart." ”

As Lu Yang spoke, He Jizao took out a heavy pair of fine iron shackles from his body and walked towards Rong Zhiwu. When Rong Zhiwu saw it, he understood it in his heart, and smiled calmly: "It's easy to say, it should be like this, it's hard work!"

The two walked in front of them, and Lu and He kept a watch behind them to prevent Rong Zhiwu from escaping.

The father and son walked dozens of feet along the sheep intestine path, and each other was in a state of confusion, even if there were thousands of words, for a while, no one knew how to speak.

After a long time, I only heard Rong Zhiwu sigh and said: "Jin'er, since you were a child, your father was busy taking care of the dart game and neglected to care about you, and often scolded and beat you, you don't hate that your father is always too strict with you, right?"

Rong Chengjin shook his head and said: "Daddy beats me and scolds me for my own good, it's all because the child is too naughty and often makes his father angry, and the child is sorry for his father's teaching and nurturing grace!"

Rong Zhiwu was quite relieved when he heard this, and a smile bloomed on his face: "Jin'er is older, you can understand my hard work and I am very happy for my father! Jin'er, I have a few words to explain to you for my father, you have to keep it in mind!"

Rong Chengjin had tears in his eyes and nodded: "Father, please speak, the child will no longer mess around, I will definitely listen to you firmly in the future!"

When Rong Zhiwu heard this, his eyes turned red and he couldn't help but cry.

Rong Zhiwu turned his head to wipe away his tears, stretched out his calloused right hand, rubbed Rong Chengjin's head, and said slowly: "Jin'er, this is not your fault! There is nothing wrong with kindness, people who practice martial arts should put chivalry first, save people in danger, you have done a good job, you don't have to blame yourself! Your mother's death is not on you, and my father hopes that you will live peacefully and happily in the future! Do you know?"