Hitting the opponent with the back of the knife was Xiao Chen's first initiative.
Once in Yizhou, Xiao Chen had his men beat to death Ouyang Qianhu of the Yanqing Guards who escaped with the back of a knife.
But today, everyone seemed to have understood the true meaning and used the back of the knife as a stick to teach the vicious and tough-talking Wang Anliang a lesson.
Seeing Wang Anliang rolling and avoiding on the muddy ground, even though he tried his best, he was still beaten and screamed. He had no power to resist. Duan Tianming had no intention of stopping him and moved towards the man who had already sat up not far away.
The old vegetable farmer walked away.
Both come from poor backgrounds, and Duan Tianming, like Xiao Chen, has a natural sympathy for ordinary people who are still struggling to make ends meet.
He took out the cloth handkerchief and wiped the old man's hands clean of the blood and mud mixed with dirt, and then helped the old man up.
He took out another ten taels of silver from his body and stuffed it into the old man's arms: "Stop selling vegetables now, go find a doctor and take care of the injury on your hand."
Looking at Duan Tianming's actions, the old man didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but tears welled up in his eyes and he tried not to let them fall down.
It was only when Duan Tianming stuffed the silver into his arms that he tremblingly raised his hands, which had no intact skin on them, and shook them: "As an official, I can't do this, I can't do it."
As he said that, he took out the money from his pocket.
"If you can't help it, just take it. Treat the injury and buy a pair of cotton shoes for the child. How can a pair of cloth shoes withstand such a cold weather?" Duan Tianming stopped the old man from returning the money.
He glanced at the feet of the child next to him and said softly.
"Thank you, sir." The old man said, pulling the child to kneel down together.
"Thank you, go find the doctor." Duan Tianming stretched out his hand to push the two of them out of the street.
As if he was worried, the old man stood on the edge of the street and looked back at Duan Tianming: "Master, can you please stop beating Butler Wang? If you beat him like this, the people in the whole street will suffer in the future."
"Suffering? Don't worry, old man, this Butler Wang will never appear again in the future." Duan Tianming said with a nod.
For bullying the people on the street like this, Wang Anliang really had to be tortured before he deserved to die.
Wang Anliang over there was holding his head and no longer dared to continue howling.
It was better not to make a sound, but once he made a sound, the backs of the dozen knives would come crashing down on his face.
His head and back of his hands were all covered with wounds from the back of the knife.
As for the pain on my body and legs, I can barely stand up now. I can’t even count how many wounds there are.
"Okay, put on the shackles and escort him back to Dongchang." Duan Tianming came over and kicked Wang Anliang twice on the head with his muddy Dongchang boots before he said.
A school captain quickly took out the shackles from his body and was about to put them on Wang Anliang. But when he saw the mud all over his body, he hesitated again and didn't know how to start.
"Take off his cotton-padded clothes and put on the shackles." Duan Tianming chuckled.
It's okay to plan your "big things", but you still have to bully the people. Today I will let you experience what it means to be hungry and cold.
Hearing this, several captains were stunned for a moment, then grabbed Wang Anliang's collar and tore the blue silk cotton-padded jacket into pieces with a "chila" sound.
Wang Anliang, who was wearing close-fitting clothes, was suddenly exposed to the cold street.
He clasped his hands in front of his chest, letting his hair covered with blood and mud fall on his back, and shouted loudly: "I am the steward of Shangshu Mansion, why did your Dongchang arrest me?"
Wang Anliang knew that even if he was beaten by the captain of the Dongchang School today, he would only suffer a little.
But if he was shackled and taken away, he probably wouldn't have much hope of coming back alive.
"Why are you being arrested? Didn't I tell you just now that there is no need for a reason in Dongchang to arrest people." Duan Tianming snorted coldly and said lightly.
Why are you sitting there, don't you have any clue in your heart? Why should you ask for the reason?
"Arresting people for no reason, you are abusing your power." Wang Anliang refused to give up and shouted loudly. He only hoped that a passing "master" would hear his cry and come to save him.
"Abuse of power?" Duan Tianming grabbed Wang Anliang's collar, "You are right, we will use the power in our hands to arrest you. The purple-clothed captain said, if you insist on a reason to arrest you, let me
Let me tell you, the reason is that he is unhappy with you."
One sentence made Wang Anliang choke and stunned.
The meaning of the other party's words is very clear. I just abused my power. What can you do?
"Put on the shackles and take them away." Duan Tianming shouted as he pushed Wang Anliang to the captain holding the shackles.
The whole street was dead silent.
In addition to the sound of the captains walking away in the mud, there was also the sound of the common people trying to suppress their heavy breathing.
Watching the team disappear at the end of the street, everyone seemed to have calmed down one by one. They rubbed their eyes and looked at each other suspiciously, as if asking if what they just saw was an illusion.
"Did those people take away Butler Wang?"
"And you took off your cotton-padded clothes?"
"Butler Wang seems to have been beaten all over."
"Is there anyone who dares to arrest the steward of Shangshu Mansion?"
"Let's pack up and leave. It's better not to come here to sell vegetables in the next few days."
"That's right, if Butler Wang is released, we ordinary people who see him making a fool of ourselves will be beaten to death one by one."
"I just hope to sell vegetables and buy some food for my family. What can I do?"
"What else can we do? Go farther away and go to other vegetable markets in the capital."
"This is the only way, alas."
"..."
In Dongchang Prison, Li An has left. Xiao Chen is still lying on Duan Tianming's recliner, shaking gently.
Du Shaoqin would never waste a fire. He took a few chicken legs from the prison cell, threaded them on iron rods, put them on top of the fire, sprinkled a little salt on them, and started turning them over.
"I said Commander Du, can't you put some vegetable oil on the chicken legs and sprinkle some other seasonings on it?" Looking sideways at Du Shaoqin's clumsy look, Xiao Chen couldn't help but said.
Du Shaoqin turned around: "I remember last time, you only used salt."
"You know how to eat it. When did I only use salt? Vegetable oil, chili powder, whatever can be sprinkled on it, just sprinkle it on it. If you want the chicken legs to be delicious, but you are afraid of trouble, you'd better not bake them.
"Xiao Chen glared at him and lazily closed his eyes.
"Hehe." Du Shaoqin smiled dryly and stood up: "I'll go to the kitchen to find some more seasoning."
With that said, he walked towards the door.
"Well, it won't be delicious without seasoning." Xiao Chen responded and slowly closed his eyes again.
"Xiao Chen, Duan Tianming has captured him." Du Shaoqin suddenly turned around at the door and shouted loudly to Xiao Chen who was lying on the recliner, with excitement in his eyes.
