"Brother Yang has a disabled leg. This is a fact and cannot be changed no matter how it is decided. Besides, it is already inconvenient for him to walk, let alone repair the Great Wall. I hope Huang Cun will think twice."
Zhu Ping'an shook his head slightly and bowed to Huang Cuandian.
In the eyes of several policemen, Zhu Ping'an's behavior looked like a complete nerd. Our meaning has been so clear, and you are still thinking twice? Think twice, my god.
"What's the point of your studies? Why waste your words? Go away and don't get in the way." An officer waved his hand at Zhu Ping'an with disdain, telling Zhu Ping'an to go wherever he wanted.
"Ding Da, be careful with your words and actions, don't bring shame to our county government. We are representing the county magistrate, so we must follow the rules."
Huang Cuandian was stroking his beard and preaching, looking very sanctimonious.
"Didn't I just say that Yang Dacheng's leg is a minor problem? The Tatars are invading the border now, and it is time to use people. Yang Dacheng's leg is a minor problem, so he should put national affairs first and quickly go north to serve the country and repair the Great Wall."
Huang Cuandian said this to Zhu Ping'an, his words were firm, and then he looked at Yang Dacheng who was leaning on the shovel, as if he was considering him very much, and then said:
"Of course, there is mercy outside the law. If Brother Yang is really delicate and cannot overcome this little problem on his leg, you can also pay someone to serve. You only need to pay 20 taels of silver to this yamen to be exempted from this corvée. What do you think, Brother Yang, do you want to pay the money or serve?"
After Huang Cuandian finished speaking, he looked at Yang Dacheng with a smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.
"You weasel, you are bullying me. I will fight you."
Huang Cuandian's confident smile was particularly eye-catching. Yang Dacheng, who was leaning on a shovel, finally couldn't help it. With an angry face, he limped towards Huang Cuandian with the shovel in his hand, ready to fight to the death.
You dare to call me a weasel? Humph, Yang Cunzi, just wait! Huang Cuandian sneered. He was not worried about Yang Dacheng's desperate attempt. He stood there sneer calmly, not moving at all, because there were five tall and strong officers in front of him, who had long been prepared for Yang Cunzi's desperate attempt. Otherwise, why would he bring five officers with him
Sure enough, Yang Dacheng had only taken two steps when two officers blocked the shovel with their sticks and kicked him on the waist. Yang Dacheng's legs were already not good, and the officer kicked him on the waist. He staggered back two steps. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. At this time, it was snowing, and Yang Dacheng fell on the snow in the yard, biting a mouthful of snow, looking very embarrassed.
"Brother Yang."
Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but shout and hurried forward to help Yang Dacheng up.
These rubbish disguised as police officers must be swept into the trash can! Zhu Ping'an's anger towards the police officers in the yard and the mustache-wearing Huang Zandian rose to the maximum, just waiting for the right moment to explode.
Before Zhu Pingan reached Yang Dacheng, he heard the hostess in the house crying "Dacheng". Then he saw the hostess running out of the house and helping Yang Dacheng up before him.
"Ahem, I'm fine, don't cry." Yang Dacheng coughed and stretched out his snowy hand to wipe his wife's face.
"Dad, Dad." The child in the house also ran out crying, hugging Yang Dacheng's legs and crying.
How pitiful.
Zhu Ping'an shook his head, sighed, and turned to look at the officers and Huang Cuandian again.
It's so hateful.
These people not only had no sympathy for the Yang family members who were crying in the yard, but instead had a look of accomplishment on their faces, and their eyes looked at the hostess with an impulse of blasphemy.
Especially Huang Zuandian, ever since the hostess came out, Huang Zuandian's eyes seemed to grow on the hostess. He didn't miss a single eyeball.
"Sister-in-law, the king's order is hard to disobey. There is nothing we can do. I don't think your family can afford the money. Brother Yang can go and build the Great Wall. He can earn ten taels of silver every day. Don't worry about you and your son. After all, Brother Yang and I are friends. Well, how about this? When Brother Yang is away building the Great Wall, I will come over to take care of you and your son."
Huang Cuandian looked at the hostess and swallowed his saliva, comforting her with a lustful look. He looked extremely wretched and one could tell at a glance that he had bad intentions.
"Pooh!"
The hostess glared at Huang Zandian and spat forcefully.
"You weasel, if you dare to touch my wife, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!" Yang Dacheng widened his eyes and pointed at Huang Cuandian and cursed.
"Bad guy, I'll beat you to death!"
The naughty child who was crying while hugging Yang Dacheng's thighs let go of his hands, cursed at Huang Cuandian, and rushed over with his little fists raised.
"Dog, don't." The hostess screamed in fear upon seeing this.
What can this stupid boy do if he rushes over? With his small arms and legs, he can't even tickle someone. If he gets punched or kicked, his life will be in danger.
At the critical moment, Zhu Ping'an grabbed the naughty child and hugged him tightly.
Seeing this, the hostess breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let me go, you are a bad guy too. You eat my food and help the bad guys. I'll beat you, beat you." The naughty kid was caught by Zhu Ping'an. He raised his little fist and hit Zhu Ping'an in anger, but even though he used all his strength, it didn't hurt much.
The snow continued to fall, and the yard was in a mess. The hostess hugged Yang Dacheng and cried, and the child was hitting Zhu Pingan like crazy. The police and Huang Cuandian on the other side looked at the scene with disdain.
"What's the matter, Yang Cripple, you guys still want to rebel?" An officer said sarcastically, then pretended to be considerate of Yang Dacheng's family and persuaded them earnestly, "Forget it, it seems that it's not easy for you. How about this, our Huang Cuandian family is busy recently and is in need of a maid. How about this, if your wife, Yang Dacheng, goes to our Huang Cuandian family to help out for ten days or half a month, we will help you with this officer's request. What do you think?"
"You're making things difficult for me, Xiao Cao." Huang Cuandian stroked his mustache and looked embarrassed.
"We all know that you have a kind heart. Mr. Huang, why don't you give them some?" The officer named Xiao Cao said as if he was pleading for Yang Dacheng.
"Uh, it won't happen again, it won't happen again." Huang Cuandian said reluctantly while pulling his mustache.
Zhu Ping'an curled the corners of his mouth, hugged the naughty child, and quietly watched Huang Cuandian and the policeman perform a double act.
Um
I will just watch you guys pretending to be awesome! Let's see how long you can keep pretending.
"Fuck you, I'm going to fight you!" Yang Dacheng's eyes seemed to be bloodshot. He gently pushed his wife away, and then rushed towards Huang Cuandian and the others again with bare hands. His heart was full of anger. So what if he was unarmed? He would bite these bullies to death even with his teeth.
"Yang Dacheng, you are beating up government officials and violently resisting labor service, which is an aggravated crime."
Huang Cuandian had a smile on his face as he watched Yang Dacheng rush over to fight him again. He was not angry but happy.
"If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Take him away and put him in jail to wait for the county magistrate's decision."
Huang Zan curled his face and waved his hand, then several tall and strong officers tied up Yang Dacheng with the ropes they carried with them.
"Wait, take this man with you, he is an accomplice, take him away together."
Huang Cuandian glanced at the hostess, and saw Zhu Ping'an out of the corner of his eye. Then he waved his hand and asked several officers to take Zhu Ping'an away as well.
This boy is the young lady's younger brother. With this boy and Yang Dacheng in hand, I believe that the young lady will not surrender. Hehehe, just thinking about the young lady's surrendering look makes me excited.
As he thought about it, Huang Cuandian couldn't help but feel itchy inside as he stroked his mustache. (To be continued.)