Chapter 116 The nobleman has returned to the village
The yamen runner paused, as if he was hit in the heart by a force, and felt inexplicably flustered.
He widened his eyes in confusion, and then quickly sneered.
"You stupid girl, you still dare to be stubborn, today I must slap you into being obedient, let's see if you dare to make the master angry again!"
The yamen runner leader said, then bit his back teeth, raised his big hand, and swung it towards Xiao Nuobao's snow-white cheek.
"Pah!"
There was a heavy sound!
Xiao Nuobao's chubby cheeks were immediately deformed by the beating.
Her little head tilted, and she groaned, and the saliva in her mouth was thrown out, staining her beautiful little red shirt.
"Girl!"
"Sister!"
"Nuobao!"
Feng's pupils trembled, tears suddenly welled up, and she was so distressed that she could hardly breathe.
Jiang Fengnian and Jiang Fenghu roared like crazy, and led the villagers behind them to fight with the head of the yamen runners.
Seeing that their precious treasure, who was as painful as their heart and soul, was slapped in the face by a grown man at this moment, the hearts of the people in Daliu Village were broken.
Little Nuobao was beaten so hard that her head was dizzy.
She didn't cry out in pain, but just sniffed, her big grape-like eyes holding back the moisture, revealing a clear stubbornness.
"Good, good hit." Xiao Nuobao wiped his saliva coldly, hooked his tongue and licked the blood on his lips: "Since you really hit me, there is no way, just wait for death!"
The head of the yamen runners had no idea that his fate would be sealed by a mere slap.
He was still laughing wildly, and then he raised his arm to slap for the second time.
"Here it comes!" However, at this time, Xiao Nuobao suddenly narrowed his eyes and said two words inexplicably.
"Here it comes."
The yamen runner sighed: "What is coming? Is it someone who is going to slap you?"
"No, it's someone who is going to kill you, here it comes!" Xiao Nuobao's face was red and swollen, and his voice was ethereal.
The yamen runner was about to frown, and suddenly, he heard a burst of rapid horse hooves, shaking the earth.
He looked up in surprise: "What is this... What sound?"
Tian Zhixian also looked around in surprise: "It sounds like there are at least 20 or 30 horses. Who passed by here and caused such a big scene? Send someone to take a look."
He had just finished speaking when a group of armored guards riding tall horses arrived at the entrance of the village.
Everyone looked up and saw that the armored guards had stern faces and were well-trained. They followed an old man closely, who was wearing a long robe and had his hair tied up in a high bun.
The golden jade crown on his head was simply noble and imposing, and in the sunlight, a faint dragon pattern was revealed.
"Song, Duke Song? After seeing the old man's face clearly, Tian Zhixian's eyes suddenly widened.
His legs seemed to be out of control and he knelt down on the ground.
What?
Duke?
Feng looked at the familiar face, a little unresponsive. It seemed... it was Old Song who lived in Fushan Hall.
At this time, Old Song had already entered the village. He saw the chaos here, and before he could ask, he saw little Nuobao being held in the hands of a yamen runner.
His face turned pale, and he ran over with a majestic look.
"Nuobao, it's Master Song!"
"Who dares to touch Nuobao, let go of those dirty hands quickly. "
The head of the yamen runners was also dumbfounded. He didn't recognize any duke, but seeing that even Tian Zhixian knelt down, he knew that the old man in front of him must be a big shot who he could not afford to offend.
He was so scared that he loosened his grip and knelt down in front of Old Song, imitating Tian Zhixian.
Little Nuobao almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Old Song and the Jiang family rushed over in time and caught her steadily.
"It's Grandpa Song, Grandpa Song is back~ Nuobao missed you so much. "After little Nuobao was held firmly, she gave Old Song a relieved smile in a hoarse voice.
She knew it.
Grandpa Song would come back to Daliushan today!
Old Song rushed back all the way from Changbai City, anxious to see little Nuobao and thank her for helping him save Jinniang and those women.
But he never thought that he would encounter such a scene this time.
Old Song's gaze stopped on Nuobao's face, looking at her white tofu-like face, and he lowered five red fingers, his voice changed with heartache.
"What happened? Who dares to hit our Nuobao? "He tried his best to calm down and resisted the urge to kill everyone in the yamen.
Little Nuobao covered her face with her hands in pain.
Now that someone came to support her waist, she was finally able to release her emotions. A misty mist filled her big round eyes. She
felt as aggrieved as a red-eyed rabbit.
Nuobao stretched out her little hand, wiped the tears from her eyes, and complained loudly: "Grandpa Song, Nuobao was slapped hard by someone. They said that I was too stubborn and they wanted to slap me into being obedient."
"What?" Old Song seemed to hear the sound of a broken heart. He clenched his fists tightly: "You are only two years old. What kind of beast is it to be so harsh on a child! "
Old Song turned his head, his eyes were like a ray of ice, staring at Tian Zhixian.
Tian Zhixian was struck by lightning.
He felt like he was about to be burned to a crisp by an invisible thunder.
Wait... was he sure?
This country girl was protected by the eunuchs in the palace before, but now, even Duke Song knows her?
In the entire Nanji Dynasty, there is only one person who can be promoted to the rank of Duke!
"You, raise your head and let this Duke see who you are and how dare you hurt my benefactor." At this time, Old Song lowered his voice and shouted. Tian
Zhixian was so scared that his crotch was about to get wet, and
he could only bite the bullet and say: "Your humble servant, your humble servant is the little magistrate of Yuncheng, serving His Excellency the Duke. "
Yes, it's this black-hearted Zhixian. He wants to destroy Nuobao and the village because Nuobao asked for rain." Little Nuobao pulled Old Song's beard in grievance.
Tian Zhixian: "..."
"I seem to have seen you before." Old Song narrowed his eyes: "You were a Beijing official working in the Dali Temple. You were impeached and let go for arresting innocent people to take the blame for the powerful. Unexpectedly, you came here to harm the people."
Tian Zhixian was so scared that his voice almost split, but he did not forget to flatter him: "Master, Master, you have a really good memory..."
Old Song frowned: "This master has nothing to do with the past, but you shouldn't touch Nuobao!"
All the way into the city, Old Song also heard about the matter of the twenty or so villages praying for rain.
He said with a cold look, "Providing porridge to the poor is a good deed, and being able to bring rain is even more meritorious. How can it be called a sorcery? I think you have been an official for too long, and your brain and intestines are upside down!"
After saying that, Song Lao hugged the little Nuobao in his arms, and glanced at the village chief and his daughter who were beaten.
He nodded. Yes, Daliu Village is a united and strong-willed village that did not let him down.
If that's the case, then he certainly can't let Nuobao and the village down!
As Tian Zhixian looked terrified, Old Song ordered in a cold voice: "Qingxuan, pass on my order that Yuncheng Zhixian Tian Wuchi has a bad moral character and has carried out lynching. All his property will be confiscated as a warning."
"Except for the money to compensate the villagers of Daliu Village for their injuries and medicine, the rest will be used to provide porridge in Yuncheng to help the poor people."
Tian Zhixian's face turned pale.
He suddenly stared with his eyes wide open, wanting to kill himself.
Old Song looked at Xiao Nuobao's facial injuries and stared at the head of the yamen runners.
"As for this man." He snorted in disdain: "Whoever hit Nuobao with his hand will have that hand cut off, and then he will be sent to the corvée team and exiled to an extremely cold place to build city walls. He will never be allowed to return to his hometown, and he will have to atone for Nuobao's sins for the rest of his life!"
"My Lord, spare my life!"
"Ah, my hand!"
Behind him, the guard of Duke Song raised his knife and slashed, followed by screams, scaring away a tree of sparrows.
Seeing this, Tian Zhixian was so scared that he screamed and fainted.
Little Nuobao glanced at the blood on the ground and shook his little head slightly.
It's not her fault. I told him not to hit him, but who told the yamen runner not to listen? He
really brought this upon himself .
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