"Scream! I'll teach you how to offend someone you shouldn't offend again!" Someone cursed while beating someone, as if he was beating a villain with whom he had an irreconcilable hatred.
The violence did not last long.
Seeing the screams of the people in the sacks growing weaker and weaker, and the struggles almost gone, only the inhuman whimpers and the convulsions of pain that made their bodies twitch, a beggar who looked like the leader spat, "That's enough! That's enough! Let's go!"
Seven or eight figures, just as swiftly and silently as they had come, dispersed into the shadows of the alley and disappeared.
All that was left was a torn sack on the ground and the smell of blood in the air.
Sang Wenyin was waiting anxiously in the small, shabby courtyard. As it was getting dark and no one came back, her eyelids were twitching.
She could no longer sit still, and with two equally frightened maids, she followed the shortcut that Liao Lingxi might have taken to search.
When they followed the faint wailing sounds into the dim alley with dim lanterns...
"Ahhhhhhhh!!" the little maid's shrill scream pierced the night sky.
In the dim light of the lantern, Sang Wenyin saw a scene that scared her to death: Liao Lingxi looked like a piece of rotten meat that had been discarded casually, half of his body was still in a dirty sack, one of his legs was twisted at a strange angle, his face was swollen and deformed, and his breath was weak.
"Ling Xi!" Sang Wenyin's legs went weak and she rushed over, her hands trembling as she tried to untie the sack, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
The consultation fees at Huichuntang Clinic, a relatively large clinic in the capital, are shockingly high.
The old doctor stroked his beard as he finished examining Liao Lingxi's broken leg and the bruises all over his body. His face was serious as he quoted a price: "The leg bone is broken. It needs to be set and corrected. The best medicine should be applied. He needs to rest for at least three months... And the external injuries and internal organs need to be treated as well. Ginseng slices should be used to keep him alive. It's going to cost this much."
Sang Wenyin looked at the fingers extended by the old doctor, and her heart sank to the bottom.
She left Liao Lingxi on the makeshift mat in the corner of the clinic, turned around and rushed to the deserted corner of the street outside, finally unable to hold back her anger any longer.
"God damn it! Under the Imperial City! Under the feet of the Emperor! How dare someone do such a cruel thing! Is there any law left?"
She gnashed her teeth, her body shaking violently with anger and fear, a huge panic and fear sweeping over her. What if... what if Ling Xi was beaten to death? What would she do?
How can she survive alone in this quagmire?
"It's all my fault! It's all my fault!" Sang Wenyin regretted so much that she almost beat her chest and stamped her feet, tears blurring her eyes. "I should have listened to my nanny! Gold and silver are tacky! Jade hairpins and emerald hairpins are an eyesore! I disliked them for being tacky and ugly. Now that I think about it, I'm such a fool! Those tacky things are my life-saving treasures!"
She frantically groped around her body and pulled off the only pair of ordinary silver clove pendants left on her earlobes - these were the least valuable pieces of jewelry.
He unbuttoned his clothes again and pulled out a silver-inlaid peace pendant tied with a faded red string from his undergarment.
It’s not even a decent jade pendant!
She rushed into the pawnshop and almost rushed to throw the pair of silver cloves and the small silver plate onto the cold counter: "Pawn! All pawned! Give me the silver! Life-saving money!"
The pawnshop owner held the two items in his hands, glanced at them slowly, and quoted a price that made Sang Wenyin's eyes go dark.
That little bit of money is less than half of the consultation fee and medicine fee quoted by the old doctor!
Sang Wenyin desperately clutched her pitiful sum of money and rushed out of the pawnshop, with only one crazy thought in her mind: When Ling Xi gets better, when we have enough money, we must find those beggars who did this to me! Kill them all without a single one left alive!
Not too far from the dilapidated courtyard, on the bank of a stinky river, there is a stone bridge hole that has been abandoned for many years.
Because of its secluded location, the bridge tunnel became the base of a small group of beggars in the capital.
Deep in the bridge hole, a bonfire was burning in a small space barely enclosed by broken wooden boards and dirty straw mats.
Around the campfire sat the seven or eight beggars who had just committed the crime.
There was no ferocity on their faces, only the relief of having completed the task and the anticipation of having a full meal tonight.
The leading beggar who beat Liao Lingxi the most severely took something out of his pocket and handed it to a young man who was sitting in the shadows a little further away from the campfire. Although he was also disheveled, one could vaguely see that his robe was originally made of fine cotton.
"Boss, the job is done! That jerk named Liao had his legs broken by us, and he won't be able to get up for more than three months!" The leading beggar smiled flatteringly and handed over something. "This is what we found on him. This is all."
The man in the shadows lazily reached out to take it. He took a look in the light of the fire and saw that it was a few pieces of silver and a deflated purse. He weighed it and estimated that it was only about ten taels.
The firelight danced, illuminating the face.
His face was also dirty, but there were still unwashed outlines and a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows.
It was Jiang Baichuan, the second son who had been expelled from the Yongding Marquis's Mansion for several days.
He snorted, as if he was very dissatisfied with the mere ten taels, but he still put the silver away with satisfaction, then grabbed a bloody thick stick at his feet and casually pounded it on the ground.
"Well done! I told you, if you follow me, you'll definitely benefit from it in the future! Does the Yongding Marquis' Mansion know this? My eldest brother is Jiang Jinzhao! The legitimate heir of the Yongding Marquis! That bastard surnamed Liao actually dared to fabricate faults against my eldest brother, he deserves to have his legs broken! Help my eldest brother vent his anger!"
The beggars exchanged quick glances, each seeing confusion in the other's eyes, but they all responded in unison, "Yes! The leader is mighty! It's our good fortune to be able to serve the Marquis and the Crown Prince!"
The flames crackled and made people's faces itchy.
The beggars huddled around the fire, bowing their heads and offering compliments.
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