Chapter 18 Should I yell when I see injustice on the road?

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Seeing his every move, word and deed, he can control Wu Zhao's emotions.

Only then did Yang Fan realize that he had been led astray by his subconscious cognition.

No one is born vicious!

Before he experienced the life-and-death fight in the palace and the torture of Qingdeng Ancient Temple.

At best, Wu Zhao is just a little girl with some cleverness and tenacity!

After a while, Wu Zhao and Wan'er walked out laughing.

Wan'er only held a small package in her hand. It seemed that she had just asked Wu Zhao to pick something for her relatives, but she didn't take much.

At this time, Wu Zhao was wearing navy blue clothes, with a floral belt tightly hugging her slim waist.

Although the clothes were plain in color and simple in pattern, they showed off Wu Zhao's slim figure just right.

The head was covered by a thin gauze scarf, revealing only the green mountain-like eyebrows and big black and white eyes.

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"What a smart little girl!"

She is worthy of being a woman who can become a queen, her thoughts are delicate.

The two of them haven't consummated their marriage yet, so it's always not good to go out and show off, which made Yang Fan secretly nod his head.

He slowly came to Yang Fan and said a blessing:

"Mr. Lang, I just picked something to give to my mother."

With that said, she was ready to ask Wan'er to hand over the baggage to Yang Fan for inspection.

"Get in the car!"

Signing no need, Yang Fan waved his hand.

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Although there were four people sitting in the carriage, it still seemed very spacious.

There is a deerskin seat cushion under the seat, which is very comfortable, and the interior of the carriage is also decorated elegantly and grandly.

While driving, you can barely feel the vibrations in the car.

Wu Zhao and Yang Fan sat opposite each other. Although their eyes collided from time to time, the two did not communicate.

Although she didn't say a word, Wu Meiniang's eyes were full of tenderness and her heart was full of sweetness.

Riding with Yang Fan today would at least give the servants a signal that their master Yang Fan had recognized her.

Although they haven't been given status yet, they are at least treated the same as the personal maid Xing'er and the others.

You should know that personal maids almost always become the master's concubines.

Although she is a concubine, she is many times higher than a servant.

While thinking, Wu Zhao raised his head and glanced at Yang Fan again, his red lips parted slightly:

"Thank you, Mr. Lang, for taking care of Mei Niang!"

Seeing Yang Fan's confused look, he continued:

"My mother sent me a letter a few days ago, and with the help of my husband, the court has thoroughly investigated the person who deliberately made things difficult for me, and has been sent to Lingnan."

Yang Fan suddenly realized that this was what happened.

But he did not take credit for it. Instead, he changed the subject and said:

"Mei Niang is already a member of the family, so I have to protect you."

Seeing that Mei Niang misses her relatives very much, she changed the carriage today and should be able to reach Chang'an earlier.

Hearing what Yang Fan said, Wu Zhao realized that the sound of horse hooves was very rapid, and it should be very fast.

But now I don't feel any bumps at all, and I look confused.

"The carriage is so stable today. Is it because Lang Jun modified the tires and springs?"

"Meiniang actually knows about tires and springs? Then does she know about QQ and WeChat..."

Yang Fan was quite surprised and wondered if Wu Zhao was also a time traveler, so he asked tentatively.

"Lang Jun, KouKou, WeChat... what are these?"

Looking at Wu Zhao with a confused look on his face, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to meet other time-travelers in ancient times.

On the other hand, little girl Xing'er interjected as if she wanted to take credit:

"Sir, this is what I told Miss Wu before we set off..."

Yang Fan and Wu Meiniang looked at each other and smiled, then they stroked Xing'er's little head and joked:

"Okay, okay...my Xing'er is the only one who knows more!"

Seeing Xing'er's face aggrieved, she said that the young master touching her head again would make her unable to grow taller.

It immediately made everyone laugh.

But Yang Fan didn't notice that Wu Meiniang and Wan'er looked at the scene where Yang Fan was teasing Myolie, their eyes full of envy.

A journey with a beautiful woman will always become shorter.

Coupled with the modified carriage wheels, the convoy had arrived in Chang'an at noon.

Instruct Xing'er Wan'er to lead the servants to drive other carriages to the house in Chang'an City.

Yang Fan took Wu Zhao to the West Market.

Chang'an Chengdong City is a place where high-ranking officials live, consume and shop.

Then, the West Market is a place where daily necessities such as grains, oils, fruits, etc. are sold, and it is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed.

Of course, Wu Zhao's mother and sister, who were expelled from Duke Ying's government, had no choice but to live here.

When I first arrived at the West Market, what I saw was a mess. The streets were full of vendors and people selling goods.

This is very different from the neat appearance of Dongshi’s shops.

"Hu cakes, delicious and big Hu cakes, one penny each!"

"New year cake, freshly baked rice cake, come and take a look!"

"Jiangnan's fine rice, come and take a look. If you don't like it, you don't have to pay."



The items for sale were placed randomly on the street, which looked chaotic, and the shouts and shouts kept coming and going, but it seemed quite lively.

When Yang Fan came to West Market for the first time, he was very interested in the lively scene.

Wu Zhao seemed to be familiar with him. He twisted his waist slightly to avoid passing passers-by.

Just to avoid pedestrians, her delicate body pressed close to Yang Fan from time to time, making her look a little shy.

The wonderful touch made Yang Fan's heart feel hot, and he wished he could execute her on the spot immediately.

At this moment, a rough voice came.

"You said you won't sell, so how can you force me to buy it? Besides, what you gave me is too little. How is it any different from robbery?"

As this voice reached his ears, not far ahead, the crowd suddenly became restless.

Watching the excitement is not a big deal, Yang Fan held Wu in front of his chest with one hand, and pushed away the crowd that became a little crowded with the other.

The flow of people was instantly divided into an unmanned passage by Yang Fan.

Arriving at the scene of the incident, a burly young man wearing burlap was fighting with a man who looked like a butler.

There were several followers lying next to him, wailing constantly.

After a closer look, the two of them were fighting over a few pheasants.

Although the pheasant was dead, none of its feathers had fallen off and it looked very intact.

If you look closely, you will find that the eyes on the pheasant's head were injured by sharp objects, which was the cause of death.

Yang Fan secretly sighed in his heart, what a precise technique, every pheasant can hit the head accurately, this control is terrifying.

People!

Sure enough, you can't underestimate anyone, even a countryman wearing patched burlap.

The burly young man exerted force on his hand, and the middle-aged housekeeper fell to pieces.

The middle-aged housekeeper who fell on the ground pointed at the young man and yelled:

"You are a despicable low-level untouchable, and you still dare to hit me. Do you know who I am? I am Huo Guogong's housekeeper."

When he heard that the other party was from the Duke's Mansion, the burly young man's expression suddenly changed and his voice became much softer.

"You were the ones who robbed me first. You only gave me five cents for this fine pheasant and you wanted to take it all away. What's this if it's not an open robbery?"

Besides, my wife is waiting for money to save her life!

Seeing the timid expression on the young man's face, the middle-aged housekeeper became even more unscrupulous.

"It's your blessing that the Duke's Palace has taken a fancy to your things. It's a reward for you to give you five cents. How dare you say it's less."

It turns out that this was a bloody scene of bullying.

Just when I was thinking about whether to stand up and say something fair.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

A group of government soldiers shouted and pushed through the crowd of onlookers.

I saw the housekeeper and attendants of Duke Huo's Mansion lying on the ground in a mess. Next to them, a burly young man stood at a loss holding a pheasant.

When the middle-aged housekeeper saw the Chang'an County government soldiers arriving, he felt happy, rolled his eyes, and spoke first:

"Dear gentlemen, please handcuff this lawless man quickly."

Seeing this scene, Fu Bing already knew exactly what happened.

This is not the first time this housekeeper has forced himself to buy something from a vendor.

It's just that the housekeeper is from Duke Huo's mansion, and they, the little palace soldiers, don't dare to mess with him, so they can only pretend not to see him most of the time.

Now that I heard the middle-aged housekeeper asking for help, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After looking at the young men with patched clothes, I thought about it and finally succumbed to the lust.

Then, the leading soldier shouted:

"Catch him!"