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Chapter 162 Interpretation

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The door of the Wang family slowly opened, and the noisy crowd became even more lively.

A dozen servants, all dressed in black silk shorts and leather wristbands and boots, came out embracing a man with a solemn expression and wrapped in a large fur coat.

"It's Mr. Wang." someone exclaimed.

The noise outside suddenly quieted down.

Prince Wang, the eldest grandson of Wang Tongye, whose name is Qian and whose courtesy name is Yixiu, is twenty-seven years old. He was the top pick in high school at the age of twenty. He is a well-known child prodigy. He is now serving as Tongzhi in Qingzhou Prefecture, Huguang. He is deeply influenced by his grandfather's style and will definitely be rewarded in the future.

Have a heavy responsibility.

No matter how mischievous these little kids are, they still know who is coming out in front of them. In fact, even if Mr. Wang doesn't come out, they still know where they are coming from. They just hit him in a fit of enthusiasm, and since they hit him, they will fight for it.

Wang Qian glanced at the noisy people in front of the door. As expected, most of them were half-year-old children. When he glanced over, he saw a few adults, and they were people dressed as guards. When he saw these people, they hurriedly flashed away.

Gone behind the scenes.

Wang Qian remained calm, and the noisy children who had been watching quieted down.

As an adult and already experienced in officialdom, Prince Wang's aura was really impressive.

When the door was quiet, Mr. Wang slowly conveyed his grandfather's words word for word, causing a commotion in the crowd. Although these young men were messing around every day, they also knew how to behave appropriately.

"Hey, are you someone who can talk?"

Mr. Wang had no sense of accomplishment in shocking these children. After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. A female voice sounded from behind. He looked back and saw a woman wrapped in a red cloak walking out, covering half of her face with her hands.

Still holding the pipa, half covering his face.

Prince Wang, who only reads books from sages, suddenly came up with a poem.

"This young master?" Qi Yue called again. This time he was smarter and didn't dare to get too close.

The eldest son Wang nodded slowly, which made these half-grown children who yearned to become adults extremely envious. This is called magnanimity. He looked at every move and gesture...

Huang Ziqiao sighed. Prince Wang's expression and movements seemed very familiar to him.

It was obvious that he was just stunned by the beauty!

hypocrite!

Huang Ziqiao cursed angrily in his heart, and even planned to fight again later. He would definitely find an opportunity to hit this old boy in the face with mud.

"I won't say anything until now. Things have become like this. Mr. Wang is frightened. As long as you hand over the person, you can settle the accounts in any way in the future. I will apologize if you need to apologize. I will apologize if you need to apologize." Qi Yue

said.

This is all her fault. If she hadn't taught artificial respiration, how could something like this have happened to Hu San? Artificial respiration, a first-aid method, was too scary for ancient times when skin-to-skin contact was taboo. No wonder.

People may misunderstand, but I hope Hu San will not be injured.

She didn't put down her hands from beginning to end, because her face hurt as she spoke and her eyes couldn't help but be covered with moisture.

Charming color!

Mr. Wang withdrew his eyes.

"Is it you who encouraged these people to come?" he asked slowly.

"It's me." Qi Yue nodded and said, "It has nothing to do with them. These children are ignorant and come to watch the fun."

He actually took it all on himself.

Mr. Wang stopped talking and turned around to go in.

"Hey." Qi Yue thought she could say a few more words, but she didn't expect that this person only said a few words and then left. What should we do? It needs to be solved, so she hurriedly followed.

A dozen servants immediately stood up and blocked the door with threatening shouts.

"You woman, where did you come from? What are you talking about, making friends with people? Who do you want to make friends with? Why do you want to make friends with people?" A steward said in an angry voice, with an ugly look on his face.

This is understandable. This is an ugly scene that the Wang family has never seen before. If word spreads, even if various families come to apologize in the future, it will be a great loss of face.

What he meant was that if he didn't have this person, he wouldn't make friends with her, but what he said sounded to Qi Yue's ears, and it made him feel like he was in their hands, but he didn't want to make friends with him.

Qi Yue was really anxious.

Now it seems that there is no use in showing off one's name. I didn't see a drunk steward come out just after I signed up. It's obvious that I don't take him seriously.

I can only be reasonable.

"Hey, it's really a misunderstanding. Please listen to my explanation. He didn't do it on purpose. He was trying to save people. Release the people and I will personally explain it to your young master." She said urgently.

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped by the man who had already become irritable.

"You woman, you don't even look at where this place is, how dare you act so wantonly!" he shouted sternly.

It was obvious that this woman was taking the lead, and she looked rich in her dress, but which rich family would let a woman walk out so late at night? She looked seductive, maybe she was the red girl from that hotel.

Maybe they are planning to cause trouble, and the young men in the family will inevitably go to such a place to have fun. It is inevitable that some blind women will have thoughts that they shouldn't have...

This woman is so clever that she can win over so many young masters to stand up for her...

So Qi Yue was unlucky again, and was severely swung away by the arm that wanted to teach him a lesson.

On the steps of the Wang family's high door, it was dark again. Qi Yue staggered back and fell down with his feet dangling in the air. Aru Ahao, who was following closely behind, hurriedly helped him, but he couldn't help but fell violently, and was brought down with him instead.

Huang Ziqiao was being persuaded by the chief of the police force who sneaked over again. Although he was very arrogant, after all, he was a son of an official family and knew what he could and could not do. He was struggling between face and reality when he saw Qi Yue being beaten and fell down the steps.

This time there was no more confusion, I just felt like my brain was buzzing.

"The little bitch is doing it again!" he yelled, jumping off his horse, "Why don't you copy me..."

Before he could even finish his voice, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind.

"Get out of the way." There was a loud and urgent cry.

The shouts were so frightening that the crowd involuntarily gave way.

When the man who hit the woman saw the woman falling, he didn't panic at all and even turned around and let out a sigh.

Panic? What’s the point of panic? After today, something even more alarming will be waiting for you little bastards who don’t know the heights of the world.

As soon as he landed, he saw someone walking up the steps as fast as the wind.

"Who..." The man opened his mouth to scold him, but before the words came out, he felt a pain in his stomach and fell out, hitting the servant who was blocking the door.

"Bold! You know where this place is..." The others were shocked and shouted sharply, and then they saw clearly that standing in front of them was a tall man wearing a big black and gold cloak.

"Your Majesty..." The three girls and guards below shouted involuntarily.

Chang Yuncheng ignored them, but raised his foot again and kicked the servants who were surrounding them.

The triangular two-legged servants were kicked away. Chang Yuncheng ignored them and kicked half of the door open and strode in.

Seeing him go in, Huang Ziqiao, who was following closely behind, also kicked open the door on the other side.

Soon as Huang Ziqiao entered, more people rushed over. The Wang family's servants were pushed aside by various hands and feet, unable to hold back the crowd that rushed in.

The servants who were waiting inside the door looked at the people swarming in. This time it was Shula who showed off his weapon.

Not really sticks, but swords and guns.

"Everyone, get out." Chang Yuncheng shouted coldly.

The people following him were stunned for a moment.

"Get out, who let you in?" Chang Yuncheng shouted again.

Following his scolding, the people who came in rushed out in a chaotic manner. Chang Yuncheng and Huang Ziqiao were the only ones left at the gate of Wang's house, and Qi Yue also ran in.

"I'll explain to them." She shouted loudly, and this time she removed her hands covering her face. Under the bright torch, half of her face was swollen.

Seeing her face, Chang Yuncheng was startled and then became furious.

Qi Yue was startled by his expression.

"I know I got into trouble again this time..." she said hurriedly, a little apologetically, "so I said I would explain..."

They were talking, and an old voice came from inside.

"It turns out that the Crown Prince is here. I didn't expect him to come from afar... I didn't know that the Crown Prince came to visit late at night and kicked in the door. Do you have anything to explain to me?" Wang Tongye strolled out with his hands behind his hands, a look on his face.

He smiled, but there was no smile at all in his eyes. He looked coldly at the people standing at the door and narrowed his eyes slightly. He had stopped coming out to socialize a long time ago, and not everyone could see him.

Therefore, apart from Chang Yuncheng, he didn't recognize anyone else, not to mention this woman and a half-year-old child, and there was nothing worth knowing for him.

Chang Yuncheng withdrew his gaze from Qi Yue's face and turned to look at him. He didn't smile at all and didn't bother to be polite.

"Hand the person over, and I will give Mr. Wang an explanation." He said calmly.

Another human? Wang Tongye could not hide his anger.

"I wonder if there is anyone in my Wang family who is so noble that he actually attracted the prince to come to the door with great fanfare?" he asked.

"Today, your young master brought someone back from the street." Qi Yue said hurriedly, "Master, this is a misunderstanding. That is my disciple. Maybe he saw your young master suddenly having an emergency, so he gave artificial respiration first aid.

He has not yet started his apprenticeship, so if anything goes wrong, please bear with me, but he is really not an arrogant young master, but is really dedicated to saving people, I can guarantee this with my life."

Wang Tongye looked at the woman with a bruise on her face in front of him, and when he heard her words again, he was suddenly stunned.

Although he was old, he had not seen any battles in the officialdom for a long time, and he could not change his expression when Mount Tai collapsed before his eyes. This woman's clear and unbiased words fell into his ears, and he immediately judged the matter.

Probably.

Didn't you mean to cause trouble?

Aren't you looking for the wrong person?

But really...there is this person...

Fan Yilin, who had followed out and was ready to show off in front of his father-in-law, also heard what the woman said.

A layer of sweat broke out on his head.

On the street...rescuing...doctors...artificial respiration...bringing people back...several words combined together outline a person.

No...it can't be right?

"San'er." He turned around stiffly to look at the boy beside him, and asked in a trembling voice, "Did the person you brought back say that he was a doctor?"

After asking this question, he looked at the young man expectantly, his enthusiasm almost melting the young man.

Hurry up and say no Hurry up and say no...

But the boy forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Young Master, he... said... and also said that he is Madam Dingxihou's number one disciple..." the boy stammered.

Fan Yilin felt like he was sweating like rain.

He must be dreaming? Must be?

At this moment, the old father-in-law's shout came from the front.

"Fan! Yi! Lin!" An idea flashed through Wang Tongye's mind, and he turned around and shouted loudly.

Fan Yilin's legs weakened at the shout.

Mom...I want to go home...it's too scary here...***(To be continued)


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