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Chapter 172 The Old Man Scavengers

Chapter 172 The old man scavenging

Author: Juechen Yanke

At dusk, the biting cold wind whined loudly over Jiangxia City. The old scavengers had been on the road for a day and were still trudging forward despite being hungry and cold.

When passing by a house, looking at the magnificent mansion and the smell of meat coming from inside, my legs finally couldn't hold up any longer, and I leaned tremblingly against a wall and collapsed.

But before he could take a breath, he heard an angry scolding reaching his ears: "Go, go, go, you stinky beggar, get away quickly, don't tarnish the lintel of your house."

The old man was driven by sticks, and just as he was about to pray, he saw a magnificent carriage speeding towards him. He had no time to get out of the way, and was so frightened that he fell down in panic.

"How come you don't have a good eye?"

The groom reined in the horse and whipped the old man hard: "Get out of here."

Then, his face changed, and he humbly apologized to the carriage: "Third Master, you are frightened."

Mr. Zhuo drunkenly opened the car curtain and looked outside. He saw an old man in ragged clothes. He spat out angrily and cursed, "It's so unlucky that even a dog dares to come out and act wild today."

When the young men who came out to greet the master heard their master's complaints, they stepped forward and punched and kicked the injured old man.

"That's all, that's all."

Seeing that the old man kept moaning and could not even say a word for mercy, Mr. Zhuo looked really upset and waved his hand: "I am happy today. I don't want to see bloody and dirty things. Please carry them farther away."

Then, he slowly stepped out of the carriage, handed the painting in his hand to the boy, and walked into the mansion with great swagger.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I noticed something was wrong. The doors to each room were closed tightly, and only the housekeeper stood under the eaves, looking uneasy.

"Third Master, Governor Luo is here."

The housekeeper waited for a long time and finally saw the third master returning to the house. He quickly stepped forward and replied cautiously.

Upon hearing that it was the Grand Governor, Mr. Zhuo was so excited that he hurriedly quickened his pace and strode back to the study.

Seeing Luo Chuhuai sitting above the study and drinking tea slowly, he hurriedly stepped forward with a smile and bowed his hands, calling out very affectionately: "When did my brother-in-law come to the provincial capital? I didn't even tell my younger brother."

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It would be better if he didn't call him brother-in-law. When he heard this call, Luo Chuhuai couldn't help but think of the princess's wife. He suddenly became furious. He couldn't help but stood up and slapped him in the face, and said angrily: "Zhuo San

You are so powerful, how dare I, a rough man, marry you?"

"Brother-in-law, what do you mean by this?"

Mr. Zhuo's face turned red due to this slap, and he looked completely confused.

"Why do you come to ask me about the good things you have done?"

Luo Chuhuai said angrily: "No matter how bad His Highness Prince Ning is, he is still His Majesty's flesh and blood. How dare you compete with him for things? Do you really think that Wuchang Mansion is the territory of your Zhuo family?"

"It's just a painting, why should my brother-in-law be angry?"

Mr. Zhuo was full of aggrievedness: "Besides, I also intended to give in. His Highness Prince Ning doesn't appreciate it. He knows that Prince Fu is my cousin and yet he is so aggressive. I can't ruin my cousin's face."

"You spend a hundred thousand gold to compete for a painting, but you still dare to mention His Highness Prince Fu. Do you think you have caused enough trouble to His Highness?"

Luo Chuhuai became even more angry: "Now that King Yun's power is at its peak, he can hardly find a reason to kill King Fu. You dare to claim that you bought the painting to give to His Highness King Fu. What are you thinking?"

"It's just a painting, how can it cause any trouble?"

Third Master Zhuo didn't take it seriously: "His Royal Highness Prince Yun often asks people to collect rare and rare treasures every year, but His Majesty doesn't blame him. Why can't he be tolerated by my cousin?"

"Is it just a painting?"

Luo Chuhuai asked back: "Do you want me to tell you one by one about all the good things your Zhuo family has done over the years? Now that the evil done by the traitorous son of your second roommate has become a hot topic, do you really think that Shi Junmu's bad idea can be solved?

To hide the truth from the sky and deceive the world?"

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, Concubine Lu is already an old man in the palace, and even His Majesty respects her. If she learns that Prince Fu, an elder brother, would not even give up a painting to her,

Prince Ning, how dare you expect Prince Fu to treat and protect their mother and son well in the future?"

With these words, he woke up the dreamer. Zhuo Sanye realized belatedly that he had done something stupid today, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly apologized: "This is all because of my recklessness. Please tell me what to do next, brother-in-law."

Do?"

As he spoke, he carefully asked for instructions: "How about I immediately send someone to send this painting to the post house to apologize to His Highness Prince Ning?"

Luo Chuhuai pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said: "Now that things have happened, going to please Prince Ning and his son with low eyebrows will only show that Prince Fu is afraid. In a few days, it will be His Majesty's sixtieth birthday, and you have to send him overnight

When people sent this painting to Prince Fu's Mansion in Beijing, they said it was a birthday gift prepared for His Majesty."

"Brother-in-law's move is really clever."

Third Master Zhuo sincerely complimented him: "In this way, even if His Majesty is not happy, after all, it is the masterpiece of the evil god of swords and pens, and it is also a gift that my cousin has painstakingly prepared. He will definitely be very happy."

"This is nothing more than a temporary measure."

Luo Chuhuai's anger was almost gone, but thinking that his daughter had already come to the provincial capital, it was about the Zhuo family, and he asked worriedly: "Have you wiped your butt clean about the second wife?"

"Brother-in-law, don't worry. That child Fan'er has been killed by that little bitch of the Tang family. Even if they want to find out, there's nothing they can do. They won't let Fan'er live again. That's what they wish for."

Mr. Zhuo smiled proudly and said: "Young master Shi is indeed smart, and he can come up with such a flawless method. This time, that little bitch of the Tang family will definitely have to die for Fan'er."

"Shi Junmu is nothing."

Thinking of his daughter's reputation in Jiangling City, Luo Chuhuai recognized it from the bottom of his heart and felt that she was the well-deserved first lawyer.

This stinky girl has now pointed the finger at her father, which makes him unhappy no matter what.

He was really worried that one day this girl would suddenly commit suicide.

"Recently, please restrain yourself and tell everyone in the house to stay safe. If I hear anything about the Zhuo family again, before Prince Fu speaks, I will kill your whole family first."

Luo Chuhuai warned very worriedly.

Seeing that the night was getting late, he stood up, thought of something, and did not forget to give another warning: "No one is allowed to approach that pile on the northern outskirts of the city without my permission."

"Brother-in-law, has he found a sweetheart again?"

Mr. Zhuo smiled evilly and covered his mouth. Knowing that he had just been to Jiangling City, he was afraid that he might have provoked another rotten peach blossom and hid it in his village.

Luo Chuhuai's eyes widened: "If you want to live longer, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked."

After that, he waved his sleeves and walked away.


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