These evil servants of the Deng family have a reputation for being evil in Chang'an City. Although they are seen bullying more people than others, those who are watching dare not say any nonsense.
But something happened that shocked them. As if with divine help, a few drunkards almost knocked down all the evil slaves to the ground with one punch, three times, five times, five times and two times.
"Damn it, tear these broken cars apart for me! If you dare to bully me in Chang'an City, I want to see where you sons of bitches came from!"
The leading drunkard waved his hand, and several men next to him immediately swarmed forward. How could the remaining coachmen be their opponents? Seeing that the carriage was about to be overturned, Deng Wanheng hurriedly rushed out of the carriage. .
"Stop it! Are you fucking blind? Can't you see whose carriage this is?"
Deng Wanheng looked arrogant. As the chief steward of the Deng Mansion, even ordinary dignitaries in Chang'an City would respect him when they saw him.
"I don't care whose family you are from? Do it!"
The leading drunkard took a step forward and kicked Deng Wanheng on the chest viciously. Deng Wanheng felt his eyes go dark and almost fainted.
"This is the chief steward of our Deng Mansion! Do you want your life?"
The driver next to him hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and scolded him sternly.
"I have never heard of any big shot named Deng in Chang'an City. What are you waiting for?"
"My master is Deng Tong, a yellow-headed man!"
Seeing that these people did not take him seriously, Deng Wanheng hurriedly brought up his master's name.
"I don't know anything about Deng Tong and Wang Tong!"
As the drunk man spoke, he strode forward to Deng Wanheng's carriage and kicked the carriage wheels viciously.
"Crack--"
The newly replaced wheels immediately fell apart, and the entire carriage fell down. If Deng Wanheng hadn't been so agile, the carriage would have hit him on the head.
"Mom, I don't care where you come from, you bastard, you are dead today! Go and call those grandsons from Jinwu Guard, we are not done with this matter!"
At the nearby restaurant, Liu Deng frowned as he watched the carriage roll over on its side with nothing inside.
Could it be that he was in the car behind?
If there really isn't one on this carriage, then this would be a big problem...
"Your Majesty, the Jinwu Guards are here, will there be any problems?"
Du Ziteng was a little worried. Although Guan Fu was highly skilled in martial arts, he still had strength in numbers. If a fight really breaks out, I'm afraid Guan Fu and the others won't be able to get a good deal.
"What can happen? Let's take a look first. If there are more people, are there fewer people in the military camp outside the city? Besides, he is the Marquis now after all."
On the contrary, Liu Deng didn't take it seriously. His status was awkward and it was inconvenient to take action now, but if Guan Fu was replaced, there would be no problem.
"Who? Dare to gather a crowd to fight in Chang'an City?"
After hearing the noise here, the soldiers patrolling the streets of Jinwu Guard suddenly gathered around.
"Damn it, Feng Liu, you are really promising! I'm telling you, these bastards are pretending to be marquises in Chang'an City. You don't care. If you don't care, I will go to your Shangguan. If your Shangguan doesn't care, just Let my master go find Wei Ting!"
Seeing the people from Jinwu Guard arriving, Feng Wanheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the carriage behind him with a vague look in his eyes. He looked very nervous.
"Pretending to be a Marquis? Take them down for me!"
How could the Deng family's housekeeper not be recognized by these Jinwu Guard patrol soldiers? Although Feng Liu also disliked Deng Tong, he still did not dare to offend them verbally.
"Who the hell said I pretended to be the Marquis?"
The leading drunkard strode up to Deng Wanheng and looked at him with an unkind expression.
"Mom, do you still want to deny it? It wasn't just me who heard it, everyone in the street heard it!"
Deng Wanheng was a little scared at first and subconsciously shrank back, but after seeing the soldiers of Jinwu Guard, he immediately puffed up his chest.
"I say, Your Excellency, you dare to impersonate the Marquis in Chang'an City. You are really courageous. Don't you know that this is a serious crime that will punish the nine tribes?"
Although Feng Liu felt a sense of disapproval in his heart, looking at Deng Wanheng's knife-like eyes, Feng Liu could only bite the bullet and go ahead.
"Mom, open your dog eyes and show me clearly that I am the real and upright Marquis of your mother. This is a badge given by the emperor!"
As the drunk man spoke, he groped around his waist for a while, then took out a token and threw it to Feng Liu.
Feng Liu subconsciously stretched out his hand and took it, then looked it up and down carefully. The three characters "Yingchuan Hou" on the pale gold waist badge were particularly conspicuous.
"Little Feng Liu, see the Marquis!"
Feng Liu was stunned for a moment, then immediately knelt down on one knee. He was the Marquis of Yingchuan that the imperial court had just enthroned, the commander of the Modao Army, and the confidant of the acting king Liu Deng. With all these names added together, how could he be a Jinwu? Wei's little capital can be offended.
"Damn, I was walking fine on the street, but someone whipped me on my backhand. Take all these bitches away. If I don't punish all their parents today, why? It can dispel the bad breath in Grandpa’s heart!”
The situation suddenly reversed. The soldiers of Jinwu Guard looked at each other in confusion. It was really embarrassing now. On one side was Deng Tong, the emperor's favorite minister, and on the other side was the newly named Marquis. They were neither over there. Dare to offend.
In desperation, the soldiers could only kneel on the ground one by one, dumbfounded, and installed clay and wood sculptures.
Feng Liu had made up his mind anyway, don't burn me, a nobody, in this fight between you gods.
Damn it, if I had known this was the case, why would I have come here? It’s better to find a place to rest in peace and have a cup of tea!
I originally thought that it was just a few drunkards causing trouble, but I didn't expect that the man leading the group was actually the Marquis of Yingchuan, who was personally conferred by the emperor. However, those slaves were so arrogant that they had killed them just now. Now Deng Wanheng was completely dumbfounded. .
It wouldn't matter if it was a noble son of some family, but it happened to hit the head of Marquis Yingchuan. Now he didn't know what to do...
"promise!"
Now that Guan Fu has revealed his identity, the captains behind him certainly don't need to be polite anymore. After saying yes, several captains walked towards Deng Wanheng with evil smiles.
"Master Marquis, what happened today is all my fault for being short-sighted. Please, for the sake of my master, please spare me this time..."
Seeing the malicious looks from those captains, Deng Wanheng had a layer of sweat on his forehead. Now, he could only bite the bullet and use Deng Tong's name.
"To give your master face?"
