Chapter 47 Robbery 2

"So, did I wrong you? Do you want me to accompany you? Ah? I asked you, you know that Qianchunfang is going to wear a pair of trousers with Qingfenglou, why do you still coaxing you to sprinkle money into it to hold your Yutangchun? Tell me, did you treat me as a fool? Duke Wen sat down in the upper chair, crossed his legs, and asked the shopkeeper Zhao with a fan.

The shopkeeper Zhao's face was pale and white, and he reluctantly defended with a smile: "How can the little one afford this? Even if he borrows the little one's ten eight timids, he doesn't dare to coax the prince. Isn't the prince also for Miss Xian?"

"Fal your mother's fart!" Duke Wen fiercely extor Zhao's face: "Master wants to be delicate, so in a word, what the hell do you dare to point out to me? There is no way that you can forgive you with the money you coaxed from me? Tell me how to compensate."

"Your Majesty, you... can't say this. This is my business, a small shopkeeper..." The shopkeeper Zhao was a little anxious. The Duke of Wen slapped the table next to him, narrowed his eyes, and took care of the shopkeeper Zhao up and down, as if he were looking at a monster: " Are you reasonable with me? Is there anyone who dares to reason with his master in this capital? You are so bold. I gave you a face and said a few more words, and then you kicked your nose and talked to me? It's really against you! Come on, search for me, and pay for the money. Maybe I'm in a good mood and can spare your life!"

The steward Dai was the best at pretending to be a tiger. He waved his arms powerfully. Seven or eight long people rushed into the upper room together, kicked and fell, and cleaned up. No matter what it was, he just shook the ground and really shook out a small box of gold and more than a dozen silver tickets.

steward Dai lifted the box and handed it to Duke Wen. Duke Wen pressed one hand on the gold in the box and stroked it gently like a beauty. steward Dai ordered a silver ticket and reported with a flattering and happy face: "Master Hui, plus the money in that box, a total of 13,430."

"Tut," Duke Wen was really happy with a fake smile on his face. Looking at the shopkeeper Zhao who was twisted and pressed to the ground by two guards, "Your old employer has only been dead for half a year. Have you made so much money? Good handwriting! I'm not a good/good Li Jianizi. Although these are not as good as the money I was cheated by you, okay, I'm generous, that's all.

With that, Duke Wen gently touched the gold in the box, stood up contentedly, and motioned to put it away. Manager Zhao's eyes were red, and the blue veins on his neck burst out, and he screamed, "Master, who robbed people's people's wealth like this. Is there any king's law in his eyes?"

Duke Wen leaned sideways, raised his eyebrows and curled his lips and glanced at him: "Tell me about the king's law? Joke! Let me tell you, I am the king! Let's go." With that, he turned around and went out. The stew manager put away the silver ticket, held the box, and was about to lift his foot. Manager Zhao suddenly broke away from the two guards, threw himself on the stewor Dai with a ferocious face, grabbed the box hard, held the box and ran out, and ran out with a sad scream: "Help! Duke Wen forcibly pushed people's wealth and killed his money!"

The stewman Dai was only scared and looked pale. Duke Wen nodded at the shopkeeper Zhao and shouted in panic: "Block... gag his mouth! Son of a lamb, hit me!" Several guards rushed up, first reached out to remove the chin of the shopkeeper Zhao, punched and kicked him, and the stewman also rushed over and grabbed the box that was curled up by shopkeeper Zhao and tightly protected his chest.

I don't know who shouted outside the yard: "The Duke of Wen has killed people!" Then there was a mess of screams and messy footsteps, and some people called the newspaper.

Duke Wen shouted urgently, "Stupid! Grab it, let's go!" Mr. Dai and several guards also hurried up. Mr. Mr. Dai hurriedly raised his feet and kicked Mr. Zhao's head in the face. Several guards were even more fierce, and his men did not spare any spare. Mr. Zhao's mouth and nose spewed blood, and he couldn't even hum in pain. As soon as his hand was loosened, the box was taken away by Mr. Dai.

The outside of the yard has been surrounded by lively neighbors. Dai Guanshi huddled behind the Duke of Wen and whispered, "Master, in case this spreads a bad reputation..."

"What are you afraid of?! If you have something to say, just say it quickly." Wen Guogong's mouth was tough, but his heart was empty. The stewor Dai hurriedly offered a plan and said, "Master, let's say that this Zhao owes money and wants to run away. It's best to go through the government office as a small matter. The small one wants to ask the master to send him to the government office. This debt has been returned to the government office, then It's finally on the bright road."

"Send it to the government..." Wu Chenglin frowned and hesitated, "There is an old man in the government. I know, isn't it?"

"What is the identity of the old man? How can this little thing that owes money be handed to the uncle?" Stewor Dai hurriedly smiled, and Wu Chenglin said with a 'um' smile, "You are just thoughtful and have a lot of ideas. OK, that's it. Hurry up and send me the film."

The stewor bowed repeatedly, handed the box to Wu Chenglin's close attendant, waved to several guards and said, "Tie it up and send it to the government office!" Several guards bent down and tied people, carried the shopkeeper Zhao's hands and feet behind their back, tied them into a stilt brown, and respectfully gave way to Duke Wen in advance. They hurriedly ran a few steps, ran out of the courtyard door, and dispersed everyone in front of Duke Wen: "Let's go! What to look at? This man owes our master's money and still wants to run away. It's fair to repay the money! It's all dispersed, hurry up!"

Guo Tuiguan looked at the shopkeeper Zhao, who was beaten in front of the hall with a bloody face and crooked nose and swollen eyes, but still resisted the debts. He frowned and glanced at the steward standing next to the shopkeeper Zhao, shaking the folding fan and chin to the sky. He was so depressed that he just wanted to scold his mother. Can't the Duke of Wen do some bad things on the stage? Even if it's robbed, you should also pay attention to it. At least forge an IOU or something, and then rob it? It is the robber who occupies Shan as the king who still knows to find an excuse to leave money to buy the road. Is it possible that the poor Duke of Wen really doesn't even want to face?

Guo Tuiguan rubbed his eyebrows very irritably. The matter of the Duke of Wen Guofu was already sticky, which led the little girl of the Li family. The two families were in one place, so they must not be underestimated. The last time the two families were facing each other, and the government office of the capital folded a governor into it. This trip, I heard that Qianchunfang and Qingfeng Building merged into one place. This is equivalent to involving the fifth master again. The fifth master is not a trouble-saving person. This little matter can never be a big. Guo Push official looked back at Mr. Hong standing behind him. Mr. Hong lowered his hand and quietly gestured at him. Guo Push official coughed gently and said, "This case is serious and very important. We have to investigate and interrogate him in detail, and bring Zhao Zhonghou to the prison first.