The mahogany door of the palace creaked and slowly opened.
Three men appeared from the crack in the door.
Three people, one on the left, one on the right and one in the middle.
On the left and right sides, one with a thick neck and thick limbs, and the other with a thin neck and thin limbs, were pushing the door.
The one in the middle is well-proportioned, but has a slanted eye.
The squinting man held a piece of grass in his mouth and sneered, "Liu Er, we may have been one family five hundred years ago, but please stop gossiping behind our backs."
Liu Er sneered: "Mr. Wang's family is a charity. It was thanks to his guidance that I learned a few words and got a job in the government office. But you..."
"Pah, who is from the same family as you?"
The burly man on the left snorted, "Liu Er, even though we have the same surname, you have no evidence. I will still go to the government office and sue you for false accusation!"
The Wu Xiyin on the right smiled and said, "Even if there is evidence, our sister has forgiven us on behalf of her husband. What can you do?"
Meng Yu clapped his hands, "How bizarre! This is the first time I've heard of a cuckoo occupying a magpie's nest and yet the cuckoo still forgives the bird."
The one with slanted eyes in the middle spat the grass roots in his mouth onto the ground and cursed.
"How can you be so poor and boastful here? If you want reason, I will tell you!"
"My younger sister lost her husband and is in unbearable grief. The servants have been dismissed. Our parents and brothers can't bear to see her living alone in this haunted house, so they came to accompany her. Is that reasonable?"
Meng Yu narrowed his eyes, obviously a little angry.
"Why are the servants being dismissed? The master has just died, and you haven't even been seen in mourning."
He sneered and said, "We country folk don't have as many rules as you Confucian scholars. What's filial piety? As long as you do your best, it's filial piety."
This statement is quite far-fetched. This group of people are too lazy to even put on a show.
Liu Er shouted, "Liu Da, Liu Er, Liu San, please show some respect! One of these two is the disciple of the current prime minister, and the other is the current director of the Huangquan Prison!"
The door was opened a little, but not completely.
The three of them looked at each other, one picked his nose, one picked his ears, and the one with the squinting eyes sat cross-legged on the ground and touched his toes.
"How high a rank is a prime minister's disciple? How high a rank is a supervisor? We are just ordinary people in the countryside and don't know anything. If you have any objections, go find the county magistrate or the constable."
Meng Yu's eyes widened. It was the first time he had seen such a shameless person.
But according to the laws of Da Qi, he really couldn't control these unruly people.
At this time, some neighbors in the alley also poked their heads out and started talking in low voices, but it was hard to tell whether they were good or bad in their words.
Meng Yu pointed at the three people and was speechless for a moment. He turned to look at Kong Hanan, but found that Brother Kong's face was full of smiles.
Kong Hanan smiled and bowed, saying, "Greetings, elders. I'm the Huangquan Supervisor, specializing in strange things. I heard that there was something evil going on in this house, and I'm worried that Madam Wang might be targeted by ghosts, so I came to investigate and offer protection..."
Kong Hanan was interrupted before he could finish his words.
He glanced at Kong Hanan sideways.
"Look at how young you are, can you do it? The court is really becoming less and less capable, and they actually let you become a high official."
The five-toned guy showed off his biceps.
"My arms are thicker than your legs. Do I still need your protection?"
Wu Xi smiled and said, "Boy, it's not that I look down on you, but when it comes to strength, I'm stronger than you."
Some neighbors looked at him and began to respond in a low voice.
Liu Er was furious: "You guys...!"
Kong Hanan reached out and stopped Liu Er from swearing.
He still had a cheerful look on his face, even showing eight teeth.
"What the brothers are teaching you is, do you really not need our help?"
Maybe it was because Kong Hanan was too easy to talk to, which allowed a few people to take advantage of him.
"One is skinny, one is beardless, and one is a poor scholar. We don't need you here. Get out!"
Kong Hanan smiled and nodded.
"Then let's go."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back with Meng Yu and Liu Er, while whispering instructions to them.
"If you hear any sound, don't look back."
At this time, a ring was already on Kong Hanan's hand.
Meng Yu laughed when he saw it.
"As expected, evil people still need people like you, Brother Kong, to deal with them."
Kong Hanan blinked at him.
"What kind of person am I?"
Liu Er didn't understand yet, so he asked hurriedly.
"Master Supervisor, you can't speak nicely to these unruly people."
Kong Hanan said meaningfully: "I don't need to talk to them, I will deal with them on my own."
The three of them strode forward, and from time to time they could hear some of the Liu brothers' dirty words, as if they were the barking of victorious wild dogs.
But the voices of agreement gradually became quieter, while the sounds of doors and windows closing became more frequent.
Liu Er was a little unconvinced and was about to persuade them again when he heard screams from the three Liu family members.
It wasn't just the three of them. Several more screams were heard in the house.
The neighbors were completely silent, as if they had never shown up.
Liu Er was shocked and turned around to see that the palace had been covered by a dark cloud.
At the main gate, the three Liu family members had already fallen to the ground.
A man dressed as a scholar was riding on the man with slanted eyes, punching him in the face again and again with his fists.
Liu Er opened his eyes wide, but before he could make out what was going on, Kong Hanan turned his head away.
"Remember, when you're walking at night, no matter what sounds come from behind you, don't look back, or you'll see ghosts!"
Only then did Liu Er realize that the scholar was none other than his benefactor, Mr. Wang Hao.
“Oh my god! What the hell!!”
Liu Er screamed.
But soon, he covered his mouth again.
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