Empire's Summoning Generals System

Chapter 592 Conflict
"Brother Zhao!"

At this time, a few scribes came in from the crowd, and they seemed to be the companions of this scholar, "Brother Zhao, what happened? Why are so many people gathered here?"

one asked.

"Brother Li, after I teach this barbarian a lesson, let's drink and chat! Give me a call!"

Brother Zhao shouted directly, urging his servants one after another.

Seeing this, Wang Meng had no choice but to retreat to the side. In terms of fighting alone, how could these seemingly burly servants be the opponents of Deng Qiang who killed people like chickens on the battlefield?

It's just that fighting in Beiping City may not have a good impact!

Especially when the new year is approaching.

Sure enough, Deng Qiang knocked these family servants to the ground with just three punches and five kicks. With the sound of wailing all over the floor, Deng Qiang grinned grinningly, and came to Brother Zhao with clenched fists.

Mr. Zhao was so frightened that his body was shaking like chaff. He wanted to puff up his chest and scold him like a man, but when he saw Deng Qiang's vicious look, he squatted down on the ground. The mother also fell to the side and covered her face and wept.

The literati surnamed Li immediately stood up and stood in front of Brother Zhao, scolding loudly: "What a barbarian! Do you still have the law of the king in your eyes? You must know that this is the capital of the big man, and you are not allowed to act wild here!"

"Hey! What a scribe who can speak well, I let you explain all this. I want to see who is the king who ruled by law?"

Deng Qiang kicked the man surnamed Li into the air.

Then he grabbed the person surnamed Zhao, threw away his arms and gave two big slaps. The cheeks surnamed Zhao became red and swollen instantly, and bulged like a pig's head. Then Deng Qiang threw it on the ground like throwing garbage, and slapped him. clap your hands.

Deng Qiang turned around inadvertently and saw Wang Meng standing aside expressionlessly, and immediately retracted the ferocious expression on his face.

Of course Deng Qiang knew what he had done, trotted all the way to Wang Meng's side, stooped a little, and carefully explained: "My lord, you have seen it all, they did it first!"

Wang Meng glanced sideways at Deng Qiang, but he didn't reprimand him too much, but said slowly: "Fighting in the street is forbidden by the law, wait a minute, some yamen servants will come and arrest us in the yamen!"

Deng Qiang approached Wang Meng and said with a playful smile: "My lord, you sat across the table with His Highness the Duke of Han back then. When you go to this Beiping government office, don't you let your lord decide?"

"There are a lot of people sitting across the table from His Royal Highness Duke Han. How can the magistrate of a small border county like ours speak up in this city of Beiping?"

But Wang Meng continued: "Since street fights, no matter who knows who is at fault, should be judged by the government. This is determined by the law. You can't intervene. Even if you can intervene, you will definitely not do it!"

"My lord, you just can't think about it!"

Deng Qiang didn't believe it, and continued to try to persuade Wang Meng.

Unexpectedly, with the support of other friends, the scholar surnamed Li stood up holding his stomach, pointed at Deng Qiang with trembling fingers, and cursed: "You know who the father of Brother Zhao is! You barbarian warrior, let me tell you , today you don’t even think about getting out of Beiping City alive!”

Wang Meng, who was silent at first, flicked his sleeves, stepped forward and asked, "But I don't know what the job of this brother Zhao's father is? Will it prevent the two of us from getting out of Beiping City alive?"

The scholar surnamed Li raised his head, looked at Wang Meng, who was in shabby clothes, and "spit" directly at Wang Meng, "Bian despicable man, how can you speak! Get out of here, or when the yamen servants come over, even you will be killed." Take away!"

Wang Meng looked at the puddle of thick phlegm on the shoe, but he just sighed and bowed his head in silence.

However, Deng Qiang couldn't bear Wang Meng's humiliation, so he became angry and violently swung his fist as big as a copper cymbal, hitting the scholar surnamed Li in the face, and several big teeth were thrown from his mouth with bloodshot eyes. come out!

Several other scholars were also frightened and ran out, "Hurry up and report to the officials! The barbarians are committing crimes on the street!"

Wang Meng dragged the scholar surnamed Li to Wang Meng, pressed his head on Wang Meng's shoe, and said viciously: "You spit up your phlegm for me to eat! I will spare you this dog Life!"

"no no!"

The scholar surnamed Li shook his arms vigorously, struggling desperately, and his face was flushed, but under Deng Qiang's strong arms, the scholar surnamed Li's face was directly pressed on Wang Meng's shoe, and Deng Qiang still felt Not enough, he rubbed his face vigorously against the shoe surface twice, Wang Meng grinned slightly, feeling a little hurt from the rude Deng Qiang, and took two steps back a little.

Seeing this, Deng Qiang took his hand away from under his head.

At this time, dozens of yamen servants suddenly poured out from the other side of the street. The leading catcher frowned and glanced at the chaotic situation, and even glanced at Wang Meng and Deng Qiang standing in front of him, with a slightly Depressed, he asked: "Someone reported the crime and committed murder in the street, but you two!"

At this time, the scholar surnamed Li struggled to get up, and he didn't even have time to wipe off the thick phlegm on his face. He pulled the catcher's skirt, pointed at Wang Meng and screamed, "It's these two barbarian rats who are running wild here. , quickly take them down!"

The catcher looked at the scholar with thick phlegm on his face, took a step back quietly, and shouted, "Who are you?"

The scholar surnamed Li quickly said: "I am Li Jianye, and my father is Li Ming, the editor of the Hanlin Academy. Look at the wounds on my body. These two thieves beat me, and the people on the ground are me. Zhao Debang, a good friend of mine, whose father is Zhao Guoyou, the censor of the imperial capital, was so beaten that he couldn’t get up from the ground, so hurry up and arrest the thief!”

"So it's Young Master Li!"

The catcher heard that he was the son of an imperial official, his tone softened a lot, and after hearing that, he fell to the ground with his face swollen like a pig's head, and the person who wailed for a long time turned out to be the son of Qiandu Yushi, who was the fourth son of Qindu Yushi. An official position can already be said to be high-ranking and powerful, how can I provoke a small headhunter?

Then the head arrester looked at Wang Meng and Wang Meng again, looked around, and waved his hand directly: "You actually committed a crime in the street, can't you treat us as foodies? Come on, someone will send them back to the prison first!"

Wang Meng was not in a hurry, and asked: "If you dare to ask this head catcher, in addition to pushing us back to the government office, should these two young masters also go back together? After all, the facts are not clear, and according to the law, both sides They should all go to the government office."

The head catcher said impatiently: "Isn't this fact very clear? Look, the two of you are here unscathed, while they."

The head catcher pointed to the people lying on the ground and said: "They are all seriously injured, it's obvious at a glance, you two have nothing to say, besides, both young masters were injured, they should go to the hospital for treatment, don't bother so much." Nonsense, take a trip with Lao Tzu, and save yourself the pain of flesh and blood!"

(End of this chapter)