Chapter 312 On the first day of taking office as the Dali Temple Minister, the prince sent a gift package for his achievements
Jiusu said, "Didn't your mother teach you to pay for your food?"
The brothers continued to make noises.
Someone patted Zhuo Wenbao on the shoulder and said, "Brother Zhuo, I'm talking to you. Didn't our aunt teach you?"
"That's true." Zhuo Wenbao spread his hands and gave a helpless, vulgar smile, "But my mother didn't teach me, so why don't you teach me, young lady?"
Pushed by his brother, he came to the beautiful woman.
Ignoring Jiang Jing beside him, he looked at her with a fiery gaze, even pouting his lips and making a hissing sound.
Bang!
With a crisp slap, Zhuo Wenbao's face was hit and his head tilted, and the booing disappeared instantly.
"Oh my God." The old man gasped and quickly said to Jiusu, "Girl, I know you mean well, but, but do you know who he is? He is the nephew of the current prime minister!"
Jiusu chuckled: "I know, don't be afraid."
"I, I'm not afraid." The old man whispered, "Girl, you hit him, he will definitely take revenge."
After that, he bent over, clenched his fists and walked forward to beg.
"Master Zhuo, you are so generous. From now on, you can come to our stall and eat for free, okay?"
Zhuo Wenbao pushed him away, opened his purse, and threw silver on the ground: "Do I care about your bowls of wontons? Is it enough? Is it enough! You stinky bitch, you actually hit me? Catch her, bring her back to the mansion, and I will teach her a lesson myself!"
That group of bad friends started to make trouble again.
They all rolled up their sleeves and walked towards the women. The men were lustful and wanted to take advantage of them while arresting them.
"Hey, little beauty, you better behave yourself, or we brothers will hurt you."
Jiusu cursed inwardly: "A bunch of idiots."
She picked up the bench and smashed it directly on the man's head. After many life-and-death ordeals, she was no longer the little girl who hesitated for a long time before hitting someone.
Zhuo Wenbao is planning a sneak attack.
Jiang Jing grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground.
A group of people were beaten to the ground, crying out in pain. They were notorious troublemakers. If their parents were called over, they would be beaten to a pulp, no matter who they were.
But Zhuo Wenbao didn't dare to go to the prime minister.
His eyes rolled, and he thought of someone: "Do you know that the Prime Minister is my uncle, and Prince Chang is my brother-in-law. If you offend me, you are offending the current prince! Kneel down and apologize to me!"
Jiusu sneered: "Do you think I dare not hit him?"
"You, you, you, you dare to hit the prince?" Zhuo Wenbao was stunned. Seeing that she was not afraid, he immediately understood, "You think I'm bragging, don't you? Go, invite Prince Chang!"
The wonton stall was divided into two factions.
Zhuo Wenbao held his head high and sat on the left with a proud look on his face.
Jiusu and Jiang Jing continued to eat the unfinished wontons.
The old man advised with a sad face: "Young lady, young master, how can you still eat? Prince Chang will be here soon. You know Prince Chang, Prince Chang, right? He is the emperor's son."
Jiusu was amused by this explanation.
She stood up, picked up the silver on the ground, and put it in the stall owner's hand: "Don't worry, old man, I know it's His Majesty's son. I'm not afraid even if he comes."
The old man thought for a moment and then asked quietly, "Are you a daughter of a wealthy family?"
"Yes." Jiusu nodded.
The old man's nervous heart calmed down, but then rose again. A young lady from a wealthy family couldn't offend the prince.
The old woman grabbed her husband and whispered, "I think these two are capable. Let's not worry about it. We've met good people today. Is your waist okay?"
"It's okay, I just twisted it." The old man sat down, looked at the people gathered in front of the stall, lowered his head and thought, "This business is getting harder and harder. After a while, we should sell the stall."
The old woman closed her eyes in acquiescence.
Soon, King Chang's carriage arrived.
Zhuo Wenbao ran over, bent down, raised his hand, and greeted him respectfully: "Brother-in-law, you are here."
"Hmm." Prince Chang frowned and looked at his face, saying with disdain, "Was it scratched by a woman? How shameful! A woman can't even handle it. Do you know how precious my time is?"
He raised his head and saw Jiang Jing and Jiusu, and was stunned for a moment.
Zhuo Wenbao shouted, "Now that you see the prince, kneel down!"
The onlookers quickly knelt on the ground, it would be bad if they lost their lives while eating the melons.
"You two bastards, kneel down now! I'll kill you!"
Prince Chang turned his head and shouted, "Shut up!"
"Did you hear me? I told you to shut up!" Zhuo Wenbao stretched out his hand and conveyed Prince Chang's intention to the two men, "Eh? That's not right, brother-in-law, they didn't say a word."
Prince Chang gritted his teeth, pointed at his nose and cursed: "I told you to shut up!"
At the right moment, Jiusu spoke up: "Zhuo Wenbao didn't pay for meals, beat up vendors, and committed violence in the street. He said he wasn't afraid because he had a brother-in-law who could protect him, and he wanted us all to go to jail."
She paused and looked at Jiang Jing.
"It just so happens that the Dali Temple Minister is here, so he can be considered a witness."
Jiang Jing clasped his hands and said, "On my first day as the Dali Temple Minister, the prince sent me a huge gift package for my achievements. I am really a little embarrassed."
Prince Chang's face turned extremely ugly. He really had no way to deal with these two people, especially Jiusu, who was actually the legitimate daughter of the Marquis's Mansion. He didn't dare to provoke her again. Marquis Li was like a madman.
He looked at Zhuo Wenbao.
"Why don't you go and apologize to Master Jiu and Master Jiang!?"
Zhuo Wenbao shuddered all over. No wonder he didn't recognize these two people. They had just arrived in Shengjing and had never seen them before.
He brought his troublemaking "friend" with him and knelt on the ground to kowtow.
"My Lords, I was a little bit careless and offended you. Please forgive me."
Prince Chang couldn't really push him out and leave him alone, after all, he was his father-in-law's nephew. He said, "For my sake..." He originally said this, but thought about it.
Forget it, he doesn’t have much face in Jiusu’s heart.
"Since there wasn't much damage caused, let's just make it a small matter, okay?"
Jiusu said, "How can it be considered a trivial matter? Look at these tables and chairs, they are all smashed to pieces. These are the fruits of their labor. They are the ones eating here, and the prince wants to let them off lightly with just an apology?"
Although, most of them were smashed by her.
Prince Chang was furious. He wanted to say, "Isn't it just a broken table and chair? Is it worth making a fuss about it?" He said, "We will compensate, Zhuo Wenbao, give them silver."
Zhuo Wenbao said aggrievedly, "Your Highness, I, I gave it to him a long time ago. He is holding it in his hand."
Jiusu sneered.
"I picked that up from the ground. What? Are you trying to deny your debt?"
"You, you, you!" Zhuo Wenbao was furious. "Brother-in-law, that's really my money!"
King Chang waved his hand.
A guard handed over one hundred taels of silver.
The old man quickly knelt on the ground: "Thank you, thank you, Your Highness."
Prince Chang snorted coldly. Before he could come up with a good plan, he didn't want to have too much contact with Jiusu and Jiang Jing. He turned around and went back to the carriage. Zhuo Wenbao was extremely curious about why his brother-in-law was a prince.
Are you afraid of these two petty officials?
So, he got into the carriage without fear of death.
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