Chapter 165 Old Liao Loses His Temper and Slaps Three People
Old Liao was reprimanding Yan Wanshan and his companions who had encountered a pack of wolves the previous night and fled on horseback.
They knelt on the ground to beg for forgiveness, and Old Liao slapped all three of them across the face, "Slap slap slap!!!"
Three were slapped down, and the rest were kicked and whipped, "Bang! Bang! Crack! Crack!!"
The convicts who came out to watch upon hearing the commotion were thinking to themselves, "Beat them! Beat them harder!"
It would be best to kill them. Last night, in the midst of the crisis, these men escaped on horseback. If they hadn't been lucky, they would have been devoured by wolves long ago.
The men knelt down to beg for forgiveness, but were answered so hard their faces were bruised and swollen. They then got up from their knees and said, "Brother Liao, we know we were wrong. Please forgive us this time. We didn't mean to run away. We were planning to go to Xuzhou to get reinforcements to save you."
"Call for reinforcements? It would take a whole day to ride a horse for more than ten miles. I could walk that distance more than ten times. You still have the nerve to talk about calling for reinforcements? You must think we've been eaten by wolves and are gloating over our misfortune."
The escort, kneeling on the ground and begging for forgiveness, explained, "That can't be, Brother Liao. How could we want you to die? We're all in the same boat. The reason we rushed here now is because... because it was too dark at night, and we got lost."
"Yes! We're lost, and we've encountered...we've encountered something terrifying..."
Old Liao asked, "What is that?"
They hadn't expected Lao Liao to be so angry, so their stories weren't coordinated and were all made up on the spot. Suddenly, two people spoke up at the same time:
"Black bear."
"Wild boar."
Old Liao sneered angrily, his smile chilling, "Black bears? Wild boars? I'll beat you all into pig heads."
Then he kicked them twice more, "Bang! Bang bang!" knocking them down.
The third person, seeing Lao Liao's gloomy, dark complexion, immediately said, "First we encountered a black bear, then a wild boar. We almost died and never saw Brother Liao again."
Old Liao lashed out with his whip, yelling, "Black bear, wild boar? You look more like a black bear or wild boar to me!"
They thought the entire exile group had been killed by wolves.
Just as they were planning to follow Yan Wanshan back to the capital to enjoy a life of luxury, they found a restaurant in the city and overheard people talking about how an arrogant convict had been very skilled in martial arts and internal energy cultivation during the day and had even fought off the officials.
Only after asking did I learn that Lao Liao and his men not only survived, but also made it into the city alive.
Yan Wanshan had no face to return to the capital since he hadn't completed his mission. In order to complete the mission, he had no choice but to return to the exile team and apologize to Lao Liao, which led to the scene we see now.
Kneeling on the ground, Yan Wanshan covered his swollen face with one hand and his aching stomach with the other, his eyes lowered to hide the hatred and murderous intent in them, waiting to complete the task assigned by his master.
The first person he wanted to kill was Lao Liao. How dare he hit him, the second-in-command, in front of everyone? Did this lowly military household think he could control everything?
Old Liao was furious. If it weren't for Xiao Xuance's intervention, almost everyone would have died last night. He really wanted to beat them to death.
Another kick followed, "Bang!"
"It's good that a bunch of cowardly cowards are dead. They lied without even thinking, did they think I was a three-year-old child who was so easy to fool? They should all kneel for three hours to reflect on their actions."
After Lao Liao finished his lecture.
The group of exiled prisoners who had lost their loved ones stared at Yan Wanshan and his men with hateful eyes.
After Lao Liao finished lecturing them, he finally couldn't suppress his hatred and rushed over, punching and kicking Yan Wanshan and the others.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
"It's all your fault! You killed my son! If you hadn't been so afraid of death, my son wouldn't have died! Give me back my son! Give me back my son! My son died so tragically! His neck was bitten off! Waaah..."
"Give me back my dad! I want my dad back! Waaaaah..."
“Give me back my master! You’ve left us, a widow and her children, how are we supposed to live? You despicable bastards, you’re the ones who deserve to die!”
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Old Liao's voice was hoarse from all the cursing he'd just done. He sat down to drink water to soothe his throat. Zhao Jiu, sitting next to him, asked:
"Brother Liao, should we stop them?"
Old Liao shook his head, "No need! I'll take responsibility if you kill him!"
Those convicts weren't bold enough to kill the escorts.
Yan Wanshan and his men, realizing they were in the wrong, covered their heads and dodged, not daring to retaliate.
After being hit a few times, he couldn't take it anymore, so he forcefully pushed the person away and cursed, "Damn it! Stop hitting me, get out! Stop it! All of you, stop it!"
"We're only responsible for escorting you, not for risking our lives to protect you. With so many wolves, who isn't afraid? Who wouldn't run? If you don't run, you're useless. You can't save your son. If your son dies, who can you blame?"
"Whose fault is it? It's all yours! If you had fought the wolves alongside Master Liao and the others, my son wouldn't be dead! Give me back my son! Give me back my son!"
After losing her son, Ms. Zhou almost went mad. She didn't sleep a wink last night, running around the backyard and the street with her son's clothes, trying to summon his spirit.
The howling and wailing were so terrifying that the people in the backyard dared not sleep.
Zhou was pushed away, and then she pounced on Yan Wanshan again, but she was still too weak. To the thick-skinned man, it was just a tickle.
She was unwilling to let him go so easily, and wanted to pounce on him and bite his neck so that he would experience the pain of his son's death.
Yan Wanshan raised his hand to block, biting his wrist. He screamed in pain, "Ah! Ouch! Are you trying to rebel? I think you've been bitten by a wolf and gone mad. If you're going to be crazy, get out of here!"
"I'm going crazy? You want me to stop going crazy? Give me back my son! Give me back my son and you deserve to die!" Zhou's hair was disheveled, covered in mud and straw. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she were crying blood. Her mouth was full of blood as she spoke, and blood foam dripped from the corners of her lips. Her face was ferocious and somewhat creepy.
Yan Wanshan could endure Lao Liao's humiliation for the sake of the mission, but that didn't mean he would tolerate this crazy woman hitting and slapping him, or drawing his knife to slit her throat.
"Ah!—" The people around screamed in fright and covered their eyes.
Old Liao roared, "Stop!"
Yan Wanshan glanced at him, as if deliberately going against him, and a cold glint flashed, "Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a bench flew over and hit his knee, knocking him to the side.
"ah!"
"Who dares to kick me!" Yan Wanshan turned his head and glared in the direction the chair had come from. Seeing Yun Zhaoxue standing in the doorway, he glared at her fiercely and said, "It's you?"
Xiao Xuance spoke first: "It's me!"
Yan Wanshan glanced at the wheelchair beneath him and sneered, "Hmph! You cripple, you think you've got the ability?"
He bent down to pick up the stool and smash it back.
Old Liao spoke up to stop you, saying, "Alright! Yan Wanshan, if they hadn't stopped you, you would have killed someone just now. Your escape indirectly led to the death of her son. What's wrong with her biting you? More than a dozen people died last night. If you kill someone else, I won't be able to explain myself. I'll kill you first!"
After saying that, he pointed at Zhou and said:
"Whose crazy woman is this? Take her back and lock her up right away, don't let her run around."
Zhou's husband, Wang Youcai, was originally a silk shop owner in the capital. Upon hearing Lao Liao's words, he pushed through the crowd and tried to take Zhou away.
“Mrs. Zhou, calm down. The dead cannot be brought back to life. Come with me to the backyard.”
She angered the guards today; what if they make things difficult for the Wang family in the future?
"I won't leave. I want them to pay for Zhou'er's life."
Wang Youcai said helplessly, "Can you please stop messing around!"
"What? Our Zhou'er is gone, his neck is covered in blood, he was bitten to death. He was my only son. You have other sons, you don't feel sorry for them, but I do. If I could, I would rather die in my son's place!"
Boss Wang ordered two of his sons to forcibly drag the man away.
Things are different now. The Wang family can no longer afford to be tormented. What good would it do to kill Yan Wanshan, even if it cost them their lives?
The child is gone forever; we must move forward.
Old Liao pointed at Yan Wanshan and the others, "Go kneel outside, don't get in the way here."
Yun Zhaoxue explained to Lao Liao the origin of Zhuiying, an orphan girl who knelt by the roadside selling herself to bury her mother and had nowhere to go.
Generally, people of unknown origin are not allowed to infiltrate the ranks of exiled prisoners.
After hesitating for a moment, Lao Liao finally nodded and said, "I can agree to your request, but the debt of saving my life yesterday will be wiped clean."
Xiao Xuance agreed.
Yun Zhaoxue took a knife from Zhuiying and handed it to Zhao Jiu, saying, "Brother Zhao, this is the knife I promised to give you as compensation."
"Your Highness is too kind. I've already told Brother Liao that the money for buying the knife will be paid from the government."
Old Liao glanced at him, took the knife, and tossed it into his arms. "You've bought them all, so take them."
Do these powerful families lack this little bit of money?
But ordinary people like them lack such things. A good knife costs several taels of silver, and this one is probably worth dozens of taels. Why not take it if it's too good to be true, you silly boy?
Their private room was upstairs. Since Xiao Xuance was in a wheelchair, it was inconvenient for Zhao Jiu and Zhuiying to carry him up, wheelchair and all.
After pushing the person into the house, Yun Chaoxue saw Zhao Jiu to the door, saying, "Thank you for your trouble."
"Princess, you are too kind. You have given me a fine knife; it is only right that I do so."
Zhao Jiu glanced inside the room, then lowered her voice and asked, "Princess, why is Prince Xiao suddenly in a wheelchair? He was perfectly fine before he left."
Yun Zhaoxue sighed softly: "He was injured in prison and became disabled. I'm afraid he'll only be able to use a wheelchair from now on. Every time we go out, we buy a wheelchair specifically for him."
Zhao Jiu scratched his head awkwardly, "Oh, I see. I'm sorry, I was too talkative. But I promise to tell others that they can come to me anytime they need anything in the future."
"Alright, thank you very much, Brother Zhao. Take care and don't see me off."
Sitting in his wheelchair, Xiao Xuance glanced down at his legs, his hands clenched tightly on the armrests, his knuckles turning white.
Everyone thought he was crippled and wanted to seduce his wife.
He must stand up immediately!
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