"Humph, as old as I am, no one has ever dared to shout in front of me!" A disgusting smile appeared on Zhaokong's white face.
"I guess this Liang is self-aware!"
All the evil servants responded: "Master, you are right!"
"Our young master is the apple of the Zhao family's eye!"
"What kind of bastard is Xiong Wuliang, and he deserves to be compared with our young master?"
All the evil servants were Zhao's domestic slaves, and they often followed Zhao Kong into misbehaving. They didn't know much about the Lord of Quyang, the Marquis of Quyang, or the great victory of Gaoping. They just thought that their old Ling Yin's power was in power, and it was natural that the eldest grandson of the old Ling Yin was walking sideways in Yingdu.
Zhaokong's face showed a certain degree of excitement, feeling that he had regained the position for Zhao.
He sniffed, stretched out his little hand, and pointed at the bronze chariot parked in the courtyard: "Pull it back and take it away!"
"Forgive that bullshit Xiong Wuliang for not daring to say anything!"
"If he dares to say no, I will send someone to secretly light a fire and burn that bastard Xiong Wuliang to death in the dark of night!" Zhaokong's face was full of ferocity. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that an eight-year-old child could be so vicious.
The evil servants cooed in agreement, stepped forward, pushed the bronze chariot and left: "Master, get in the chariot!"
Zhao Kong had an excited look on his face - Zhaoju usually sits in this car, and no one else can even think about it... Today, I'm here to experience what it's like to sit in the car!
All the evil servants scrambled to kneel on the ground and let Zhao Kong step on their backs to get into the car.
The little official responsible for guarding the post house was shocked when he saw it!
This little kid doesn't understand the value and meaning of the bronze chariot, but he does!
If this spoiled brat really drives away, something big will happen!
The clerk hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao... this can't be done!"
A malicious smile appeared on Zhaokong's face: "What can't you do?"
“Ever since I was little, I have never been able to get anything I want!”
"I'm a child, it's normal to be ignorant!"
"Step aside!"
The clerk still wanted to stop him, but all the evil servants started pushing him and said angrily: "How dare you stand in the way of my young master even if you are blind?"
"What's wrong with our young master driving this shabby car away for two days for fun? This car originally belonged to my Zhao family!"
"Go and ask Xiong Wuliang if he dares to fart?"
The clerk struggled hard and shouted: "No! Absolutely not!"
"Mr. Zhao, don't make things difficult for me!"
Zhaokong was indifferent, but clapped his hands excitedly: "Hit him! Hit him!"
The evil servants were used to being domineering. When they heard Zhaokong's words, they immediately pounced on him, punching and kicking the minor officials, fearing that Zhaokong would be dissatisfied if they attacked lightly.
Another evil servant climbed onto the chariot, smiled flatteringly at Zhaokong, reached out and pulled out the flag with the four characters "Quyang Junliang" stuck on the bronze chariot, and threw it on the ground.
Zhaokong was very proud and felt very proud. He led all the evil servants and drove away in a bronze chariot.
The unlucky little official was lying in a pool of blood. He wanted to shout, but he could no longer breathe in and out...
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The confused Xiong Wuliang was woken up from his sleep and rubbed his eyes. Looking out the window, I saw many torches shining brightly in the courtyard, and many people were running back and forth.
"What happened?"
Zhong Hua and Shao Hu both looked extremely ugly: "My lord, Zhao Kong stole a car, killed someone and fled!"
Xiong Wuliang was confused.
It took a long time to react.
"Zhaokong? Who is Zhaokong? A member of the Zhao family?"
"Reporting to my lord - it is the eldest grandson of the Zhao family who yelled outside the window last night!"
Xiong Wuliang frowned.
At this moment, several servants from the post station rushed in from outside. After seeing Xiong Wuliang, they knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Marquis Quyang, make the decision for us!"
"The colleague who was killed last night was an only son, with an old mother, a wife and children... He died unexpectedly!"
"Please ask Marquis Quyang to make the decision for us!"
Xiong Wuliang sat up straight: "Second and third sons, don't be anxious and tell us carefully."
All the inn clerks cried and complained, explaining the tragic situation of the deceased being beaten to death with random sticks last night, and they were filled with indignation for a while.
Xiong Wuliang took a deep breath.
It doesn't matter if the car is lost, just go find Lao Zhaoju to get it back - and by the way, you can also humiliate Lao Zhaoju for his lax tutoring. You can look at that damn old fox with his face blue and purple with anger, but you can't say anything at all, to Xiong Wuliang. It's a kind of enjoyment.
But it’s different when someone is dead!
There is no resurrection after death.
If it were on the battlefield, no matter how many soldiers died in the battle, Xiong Wuliang would not say anything - but this was in Yingdu! A dedicated clerk died at the hands of an overbearing evil servant in order to protect Xiong Wuliang's car.
If the matter is settled, firstly, it will not satisfy Xiong Wuliang's conscience (yes, he has a conscience, although not much)... Secondly, who will dare to do things for Xiong Wuliang in the future?
All the petty officials are still crying——
"Zhao Kong is only eight years old! He is already a bully known to everyone in Yingdu!"
"Relying on the fact that I am the eldest grandson of the Zhao family, I run rampant in Yingdu! I will snatch everything I see! I will keep whatever I like as my own!"
"If anything doesn't go his way, those evil servants will smash them up! Lawlessness is a disaster to Yingdu!"
Xiong Wuliang was a little angry and felt unbelievable: "In such a big capital, Ying, no one can cure him?"
Clerk: "Who can cure him?"
"The prince is unaware of something - Zhaokong has troubled nobles in the past, but as long as he can't deal with it, Zhaokong will sit on the ground and cry, begging his father for help!"
"His father, Zhao Shu, is the most protective of his shortcomings. Behind his back, Master Ling Yin is covering the sky with his hands... Even if he kills people and steals goods, it usually doesn't end."
Xiong Wuliang was angry.
Zhuo, there were such damn naughty children more than two thousand years ago?
The naughty children are not scary, and there are supporting parents behind them.
But others are afraid of Zhaoju, but Xiong Wuliang is not!
You've already been offended to death, so why are you afraid of breaking out? Xiong Wuliang killed 120,000 Qi troops and was newly ennobled for his military achievements. He was in great momentum. In addition, he was backed by a wealthy fiefdom and had elite troops to back him up... Even if Zhaoju had power over the government, there was nothing he could do - having said that, The new Quyanghou Xiong Wuliang is short of someone to establish his authority.
Xiong Wuliang stood up from the bed, his face terrifyingly gloomy: "Let's go to Zhaoju Mansion!"
"Go to Zhaoju Mansion!"
"I want an explanation!" Zhong Hua, Shao Hu and other cronies all had ugly expressions on their faces, and the rest of the station officials had been depressed for a long time. Once they were released, the crowd was furious.
Xiong Wuliang led everyone out of the bedroom and took a quick look. The 'Quyang Junliang' flag, which symbolized Xiong Wuliang's face, was thrown on the ground. There seemed to be ruts on it...
Although this flag will be abandoned soon and replaced with the flag of 'Quyang Houliang'...but it cannot be so lightly insulted!
Xiong Wuliang's face turned sinister.
If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think anyone dares to mess with me? Do you still think of me as the Xiong Wuliang who was huddled in the corner in the political hall?
Today, labor and capital will eliminate a scourge for Yingdu!
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