Chapter 100 Little White-Eyed Wolf
They were making quite a lot of noise, and by now the shore was already crowded with people watching the fun.
After Ji Zheng asked this, the three of them were choked and couldn't say a word. Their faces looked extremely ugly.
Especially the young man who was speaking, his face suddenly turned red, and he stared at Ji Zheng fiercely. Just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly pulled by another young man in red next to him.
The young man in red looked down at Ji Zheng and saw that he was dressed in ordinary clothes without any expensive jewelry. He said with contempt, "How dare you question us with your ragged clothes? I think you are tired of living. Kneel down and apologize to me quickly, or I will be rude to you!"
As he said this, he closed the fan in his hand with a snap, and the servant beside him leaned towards Ji Zheng, staring at him, as if those people were going to rush up and beat him up if Ji Zheng didn't apologize.
Ji Hean, who was hiding behind Ji Zheng, looked a little pale. He gently tugged at Ji Zheng's clothes and whispered, "Alang, we..."
Reaching out and holding Ji Hean's hand, Ji Zheng glanced at the three people on the deck and whispered in Ji Hean's ear: "Baby, have you forgotten that I, Alang, am also a court official after all?"
His tone was teasing and helpless, as if he was blaming Ji and An for not trusting him.
After being reminded by Ji Zheng, Ji Hean suddenly realized that, yes, he had forgotten that his A Lang was also a high-ranking official. Guilty-heartedly, he smiled ingratiatingly at Ji Zheng, and then got a brain-shattering shock.
"Hey Ji Xiaogou, what's going on in your little head every day?" Last time, he forgot about the Zhuangzi Hot Spring at home, but this time he even forgot the identity of the person sleeping next to him. Ji Zheng was really impressed.
Although he felt guilty, Ji Hean was spoiled by Ji Zheng. He covered his forehead and explained to himself: "It's all because of you, Alang, you don't act like an official in front of me. Otherwise, I..."
Ji Zheng was so angry that he laughed, "So it's still my fault?"
"It was your fault in the first place." Ji Hean nodded righteously.
Ji Zheng was so angry that his teeth were itching. If this wasn't the wrong place, he would definitely teach this 'ungrateful bastard' a lesson.
The three people on the other side of the boat saw Ji Zheng still leisurely flirting with the people around him and completely ignoring the three of them, and a strong sense of humiliation rose from the bottom of their hearts.
The red-dressed young man's expression changed, he stared at Ji Zheng and snorted coldly, "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!"
The young man who had been silent all this time was getting impatient and he stood up and said, "Why bother talking to a bastard like him? Why not just tie him up?"
As he said that, he waved to the servant beside him, "Drag the man up for me!"
Upon receiving the order, the group of servants swarmed towards the boat where Ji Zheng was, with a fierce look on their faces, as if Ji Zheng was already a fish on their chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
Ji Zheng was still neither fast nor slow. He squeezed Ji Hean's hands to comfort them and shouted to the people on the boat, "Wait!"
The voice was loud and majestic, and the group of servants immediately slowed down their movements and looked towards the three young masters above.
The three young masters thought that Ji Zheng was starting to get scared, and they all had smiles on their faces. Those smiles were full of pride and arrogance, as if they had already seen Ji Zheng kneeling down in front of them and begging for mercy.
The leading young man in red crossed his arms, his eyes full of contempt: "Humph, I thought you were so capable, but it turns out you're just a weak guy. Now you're scared, but it's too late!"
"But..."
The young man next to him suddenly turned his gaze to Ji Hean, with a lewd smile on his face: "But if you let him serve us well for one night, then we will consider letting you go..."
If Ji Zheng just thought these people were childish and speechless just now, then after hearing these words, he was really unhappy.
Just as he was about to speak, the old boatman beside him pulled his sleeve and said anxiously in a low voice: "Sir, don't be impulsive. Those three, one is the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the other is the son of the Shangshu Mansion. They are all well-known playboys in this area. They rely on their powerful families to bully people on weekdays. We don't need to confront them head-on. Just endure it if you can."
As the old man spoke, he looked at Ji Zheng with a worried look, the wrinkles on his forehead were squeezed together with anxiety, and his hand full of knots was still tightly holding Ji Zheng's sleeve, as if he wanted to do his best to stop him from provoking those tough guys.
Hearing about the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ji Zheng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes shifted to the three people again. He asked, "Who is the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
The old man lowered his voice and said, "It's the one wearing red clothes and holding a fan in his hand."
Ji Zheng's gaze fell on the man in red. After a careful look, he found that the man's eyebrows and eyes were indeed somewhat similar to Yuan Lang.
Ji Zheng felt complicated, as he had never expected that a humble young man like Yuan Lang would have such a younger brother.
The young man in red saw Ji Zheng looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze with a frown on his face, and he suddenly felt unhappy. He was about to speak when Ji Zheng spoke first.
"Yuan Lang actually has a brother like you?" His tone was filled with contempt and suspicion.
The three of them were stunned when they heard Yuan Lang's name, especially the young man in red, whose expression suddenly turned ugly, and his eyes changed when he looked at Ji Zheng, "How do you know..."
Ji Zheng sighed at the three people, like an elder who is helpless against the useless younger generation.
But Ji Zheng looked about the same age as the other three, maybe even a little younger. His behavior was a blatant humiliation.
Those watching the excitement on the shore lowered their heads and began to communicate.
The three men suddenly felt their faces burning, and the anger that had just dissipated surged out again. One of the young masters was about to order the servants to take action, but was held back by the young master in red.
Facing the young master's angry stare, the young master in red explained: "He knows my eldest brother, so I guess he is not a simple person."
The young master suppressed his anger and turned his gaze to Ji Zheng and the other man again. Then he said to Yuan Lang's younger brother Yuan Jin, "Look at his shabby appearance. Does he look like he knows your elder brother Yuan?"
After saying that, he added, "Brother Yuan is so famous in the capital, does it mean that just knowing his name means you know him?"
Yuan Jin thought there was some truth in this, but he still felt a little uneasy, so he said, "Let's first ask him if he knows Yuan Lang."
The young man thought about it and agreed, so he nodded.
Ji Zheng on the boat watched the three people whispering to each other, sneered, and said to Ji Hean beside him: "I remember the 39th law of the Jin Dynasty, those who disrespect the officials of the court will be punished with dozens of strokes of the cane at the lightest, and jailed or even exiled at the worst."
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