"You're the one who's going up the mountain to catch rabbits!" Liang Sheng was so angry at these unreasonable bandits who always looked down on him that his liver hurt.
The magistrate of Linghe County, Jia Wen, was also furious, his beard bristling and eyes wide with rage. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "All of you, shut up! His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived! Why aren't you knelt down to welcome him?"
Her voice was so hoarse she was almost silent, which meant she had been shouting for who knows how long.
Unfortunately, these burly men had extremely loud voices whenever they opened their mouths, and the words spoken by Liang Sheng and Jia Wen, these two refined "scholars," were instantly swallowed up by the laughter of these burly men.
Huo Chengche walked up to them, raised an eyebrow at Jia Wen, glanced at Liang Sheng, and asked, "What's he doing here?"
When Liang Sheng saw Huo Chengche asking, he quickly put on his standard obsequious smile and hurriedly replied, "Your Highness, the magistrate of Linghe County has come to inquire about how this memorial should be written."
He never expected that he would be blocked here by Luo Tian Village as soon as he entered the village.
After Liang Sheng finished speaking, he gave Huo Chengche a sycophantic smile with a guilty look on his face.
Huo Chengche raised an eyebrow, glanced at him coldly, and asked in a low voice, "You accepted a gift?"
"No, no, no!" Liang Sheng was startled and shook his head vigorously like a rattle-drum. "Absolutely not!"
Huo Chengche gave him a deep look.
Liang Sheng suddenly sensed something was wrong and swallowed hard, the hairs on his toes practically standing on end. He quickly forced a smile and changed the subject, "Your Highness, didn't you go to catch a snake? Where's the snake?"
After saying that, Liang Sheng shuddered and wished he could slap himself. He really knew how to bring up the most sensitive topic!
The constables standing nearby immediately glared at him, their eyes filled with a desire to swarm him and tear this incompetent and useless official to pieces.
Sure enough, Huo Chengche curled his thin lips into a faint smile and narrowed his eyes, "What? Lord Liang is so eager to see me?"
"No, no, no! I don't want to!" Liang Sheng's pupils shrank, and he shook his head and shrugged his neck vigorously.
Huo Chengche smiled coolly, "No rush. We'll be spending a lot of time together in the future, so a little bit more won't make a difference."
Liang Sheng: ? ? ?
The constables, their faces filled with "I knew this idiot would dig his own grave," glared hatefully at Liang Sheng.
What are you all talking about in your gibberish!
Cheng Da Dao's loud voice suddenly roared, easily interrupting the "whispering" of these "literati".
Huo Chengche withdrew his gaze from Liang Sheng and turned to look at the burly bandit with a scar across his face.
As soon as Cheng Dadao finished asking, Jia Wen didn't even need to shout it again; his men immediately burst into laughter, "Brother, he said this little brat is some kind of prince! Hahaha, he thinks we're here to play house with him!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Dadao laughed mockingly, looking at the "weak scholars" with disdain and contempt.
"Heh, you fools, do you really think you can fool us by bringing a few weak and poor scholars? You've already fallen out with the government, otherwise why would you be here on this mountain?"
"That's right!" As soon as Cheng Dadao finished speaking, a brother immediately echoed, "The government officials down the mountain are waiting to besiege you every day. Do you think the county magistrate would show up in your village?"
"And who do you think this person is?" Cheng Dadao pointed at Liang Sheng, looking at Tong Youlin with a mocking expression, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and laughed heartily, "The Prefect of the Capital?"
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