The second steward was relieved to see that Fatty Wang had stopped crying and suggested going to Hongyuan Temple, but he felt even worse inside.
Their son has grown up. In the past, this would have caused quite a stir, but now he has accepted reality.
Wang Pangzi didn't take a carriage; instead, he went to the stable and led a horse himself.
Lord Wang has been the prefect of Tongzhou for six years. When Fatty Wang first arrived, he was just a teenager. He was very familiar with the area around Tongzhou and could get to Hongyuan Temple on his own without anyone leading him.
He rode his horse at full speed, and saw many government officials coming and going along the way, but he ignored them all.
An hour later, Fatty Wang arrived at Hongyuan Temple, where he was stopped by the officials.
"Hongyuan Temple is currently closed to entry. Please turn back!" Two constables, brandishing broadswords, blocked Wang Pangzi's path.
"I am Wang Shoucheng," Fatty Wang said in a deep voice.
The constables exchanged a glance, not quite understanding what was happening.
“Prefect Wang of Tongzhou is my father. I’ve come to see him,” Fatty Wang said again.
"Young master?" The yamen runners were stunned.
These were junior yamen runners who had only joined the yamen at the end of last year. Wang Pangzi had gone out to play at the beginning of this year, so he didn't recognize them. However, these two had seen Wang Pangzi from afar, so they were clearly not the same person!
They didn't know whether they should let people in or not.
"Young Master Wang?" At this moment, the attendant beside Magistrate Xu walked over and looked at Fatty Wang in surprise.
Fatty Wang turned and nodded to him, then swung his hands aside the bailiff's knife and walked straight inside.
“This…” The two constables looked at the attendant.
"Yes, that's right. You all stay here and keep watch. I'll go in and take a look," the attendant instructed, then followed him inside.
"Where is my father?" Fatty Wang entered the temple, not knowing where to go for a moment, and turned to ask the attendant who had followed him.
"Young Master Wang, please come this way." The attendant led Fatty Wang to the side.
He was secretly alarmed. This young master Wang had changed so much. Not only had he changed his appearance, but even his personality had changed.
He used to be a very amiable person when things were going well, but he could be quite a rogue when things got tough. He was rarely as serious as he is now.
I must say, the seemingly respectable Young Master Wang is quite intimidating.
He seems to be somewhat like a young nobleman in the capital.
Wang Pangzi didn't care what others thought of him. At this moment, he kept repeating in his mind that it was a game, a punishment, and his father's punishment for him. When he arrived at the place, he would be greeted by his father hitting him with something, his grandmother would be scolding his father, his mother would be trying to persuade his father, his wife would be worried about him, and his son would be clapping and cheering.
That must be it.
This was just a joke his father played on him.
His father, having nothing better to do, started making fun of the yamen runners.
If his father beats him too badly, he will definitely use this to threaten his father secretly in the future. This is a complete abuse of public power and is wrong.
Every step he took was difficult.
Actually, there was a voice inside him telling him to face reality, but he just didn't want to accept it. He didn't want to accept this reality, and he kept convincing himself that it was just a joke his father was playing.
Although this joke went a bit too far, I will definitely work hard after this and never let his dad make such a joke again.
Soon, they arrived at the courtyard where the pilgrims of Hongyuan Temple were staying, where there were even more yamen runners guarding the area.
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