Chapter 397: Fu Bao vs. Yamen Runner
Of course Wan Laoer would not stand there and let him beat him. He quickly moved aside, picked up Fubao and ran back to the ox cart.
"Oh, you're so brave, aren't you? You dare to hide? Come here and stand in front of me, so that I can calm down, or I'll make you pay for it."
There was already anger in the bailiff's voice. It seemed that no one dared to disobey him, otherwise he would not have looked so fearless.
This happened right in front of the gate of the county government office, a sacred place where justice is served to the people. Yet, this yamen runner was pointing at a citizen and shouting at him, desecrating it.
Moreover, the other yamen runners also looked like they were enjoying the show. It seemed that they were birds of the same feather. Not only did they watch the show, they also added fuel to the fire.
"Hey, Wang Sheng, your prestige is not good enough? No one is buying your tricks. It seems like you hit a wall today, right?"
Wang Sheng was a person who loved face. He was the brother-in-law of the former county magistrate. Apart from the county magistrate, he was the most senior person in the county government. No one dared to oppose his opinion.
Moreover, everyone has always flattered him, and over time, he developed an arrogant character. Moreover, a few days ago, his brother-in-law, Li Zimu, the magistrate of Hongyang County, used his wife Wang's dowry to give a generous gift to a noble in the capital, which happened to fill a vacancy of a sixth-rank official position in the capital. He will take up the post soon, and now he has no time to take care of the official business in the county government and is busy welcoming and seeing off guests.
When relatives and friends heard that Li Zimu was going to be promoted, they all came to curry favor with him. The backyard of the county government was so lively that the runners in the front had no intention of doing their job.
Wang Sheng was Wang's half-brother. As he could not inherit Wang's family property, he came to Wang for help. Wang spoke to Li Zimu and got him a job as a yamen runner. But Wang Sheng was a playboy. As soon as he entered the county yamen, he made a mess among the yamen runners. When he was on duty, he was sloppy. When he was not on duty, he visited brothels, drank wine, gambled, and placed bets.
Now that he has been humiliated by Wan Lao Er, how could he let it go?
No matter how he threatened, Wan Laoer refused to go over and even showed signs of wanting to leave with the ox cart.
Wang Sheng was furious. It was not like he had never handled murder cases before, but he had never made them public. Today, Wan Laoer forced him to kill in public. His brother-in-law was about to be promoted and move to the capital, and he was going to ask Wang to take him with him. So even if he had a murder case, he was not afraid. He didn't believe that an ordinary citizen would dare to go against the government.
Wang Sheng drew out his big knife with a "swish" and rushed towards Wan Laoer.
Wan Laoer was extremely frightened and subconsciously held Xiao Fubao against his chest with his back facing Wang Sheng.
With Fubao in his arms, he would definitely not be able to outrun the yamen runners. He was afraid that he would lose his life today.
Wan Laoer suddenly felt sad. His career had not even begun, but his life was about to end. He was extremely unwilling to accept the fact. If he was gone, what would happen to his Fubao?
Wan Laoer hugged Fubao tightly, his eyes red, and a feeling of powerlessness and helplessness filled his whole body. This was the powerlessness brought by class, and it was a gap that he would never be able to cross.
Wan Laoer slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when the big knife would fall. He tried his best to avoid the vital parts, perhaps the other party would let him go after he vented his anger. He only hoped that he could return home with a breath, even if he died, he would die at home.
"stop!"
A cold and majestic voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone looked towards the person who made the sound.
Wang Sheng's sword was only an inch away from chopping off Wan Laoer's back, but it stopped abruptly.
Fubao poked her head out of Wan Laoer's arms and saw Wang Sheng holding a big knife and about to chop her father. How could Fubao be willing?
"You bad guy, you dare to hurt my father, I will tell my elder brother, he is a general, let him chop off your head."
Fubao stood on the ox cart, her hands on her hips, looking annoyed, because she was so cute, she looked harmless and rather adorable.
Wang Sheng was just shouted at to stop. He took a look at the other person and saw that it was a middle-aged man wearing a green gown and carrying a bag on his shoulder. There were two old men following him. The old men were wearing clothes full of patches, and the man's gown was also washed white, and it was obvious that it was quite old.
Wang Sheng was born into a wealthy family. When he saw these people, he knew that they were poor. With deep disdain in his eyes, he pouted and said, "Where did you come from, you stinky beggars? This is an important place for the government, how can you make trouble? Get out of here now. I'm busy now and don't have time to deal with you. Don't meddle in other people's business."
After Wang Sheng finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Fubao, and ignored what Fubao had just said. However, the middle-aged man standing not far away could not help but narrowed his eyes. However, he did not respond to Wang Sheng's words, but watched coldly to see how rampant this yamen runner could be.
"Huh, your eldest brother is a general? My eldest brother is a prince. How can a peasant like you become a general? God bless you! I haven't seen such a pretty little girl yet. By the way, Mr. Qian seems to like girls as old as you. This is really a case of finding someone without any effort."
Wang Sheng put down his sword and reached out to grab Fubao.
Fubao didn't hide at all. She stared at Wang Sheng with her big angry eyes, aiming at his ears.
Fubao now has rich experience in fighting and knows how to attack the opponent's weak points.
She stood straight, raised her chin deliberately, and challenged Wang Sheng with disdain, "Humph, if you have the guts, come and catch me? If you don't have the guts, don't talk big."
Wan Lao Er was so frightened by Fu Bao's words that he broke out in a cold sweat. He almost called Fu Bao "Auntie" and said, "Girl, can we stop talking? Dad will take you back."
"Go back? Do you think you can still go? If you mess with me, Wang Sheng, I will make sure you have no way to heaven or hell."
As Wang Sheng spoke, he kicked Wan Laoer away and reached out to grab Xiao Fubao who was standing on the ox cart.
Little Fubao didn't wait for Wang Sheng to catch her, she flew over and pounced on him.
Wang Sheng was startled by Fubao's action, but then he raised his head and laughed: "Interesting, you are quite sensible, little girl, you know how to throw yourself into my arms, so I will accept you reluctantly."
"ah--!"
When Wang Sheng let his guard down and became complacent, Fubao put one arm around his neck, opened his little mouth and bit Wang Sheng's ear hard, and with the other hand he grabbed Wang Sheng's hair and refused to let go.
Wang Sheng yelled and tried to pull Xiao Fubao away, but Xiao Fubao used her leg-locking skills to hang her small body tightly on Wang Sheng's chest, and no matter how hard Wang Sheng tried, he couldn't pull her away.
The middle-aged man beside him was stunned. This...
But Wang Sheng was no pushover, he often fought with others, and he fell heavily to the ground.
If he really fell to the ground, Fubao would definitely suffer internal injuries from being crushed by him.
Wan Laoer saw this scene when he got up from the ground. He leaped forward and reached out to grab one of Wang Sheng's legs.
Wang Sheng's body slowed down as he fell forward, but only for a moment, and then he fell even faster.
Wan Laoer rolled over on the ground and served as a cushion for Fubao. He groaned, and Fubao opened his mouth in pain and let go of his little hands.
There were two deep teeth marks on Wang Sheng's ears, and bleeding was still happening. Fubao was holding a handful of hair in his hand.
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