The group of people coming on horseback were Yuchi Jing, the patrol censor of Nancheng.
Just as the people were shocked at how the Nancheng censor appeared in the area managed by Beicheng, Yuchijing got off his horse and walked directly towards them. The horse came over.
The old woman saw the patrolling censor coming and beat her even more fiercely. Yuchi glanced condescendingly at Old Man Li's wife and kicked Old Man Li's wife away: "Old man, you dare to hit her without even looking at who it is."
The old lady was kicked away and fell to the ground. Upon seeing this, Old Man Li hurried forward to help his wife.
After Yuchi kicked the old lady away, he squatted down and looked at the blood on Xu Bo's forehead, then at the words on Xu Bo's abdomen and the very unpleasant saliva, with a hint of disgust at the corner of his mouth.
Yuchijing watched for a while, then slowly untied Xu Bo and helped Xu Bo up.
Xu Bo had never experienced such grievances before. He immediately fixed his gaze on Old Man Li and his wife who were not far from him.
"You bitch, you dare to hit me. I must teach you a lesson today!" Xu Bo rushed up and grabbed old man Xu by his collar, picked him up and threw him out.
Old Man Li was thrown out and rolled several times before he stopped.
The onlookers all took a step back, not daring to step forward to help Old Man Li, who was already bleeding from his face. Although they also wanted to help Old Man Li, they were all afraid of offending the powerful people in the capital, so they could only feel a cold sweat for Old Man Li.
Xu Baoguang was naturally upset after throwing it away at Old Man Li. He picked up the stick on the ground and walked towards Old Man Li's wife.
The butter boy on the side couldn't stand it. He was about to intervene but was stopped by the person on the side. He gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear: "You're a powerless and ignorant boy, it's better not to interfere."
"You stinky bitch actually dares to hit me and even spit on me. Today I will let you know how powerful I am." Xu Bo's eyes flashed fiercely, he raised the stick high and fell on Old Man Li's wife.
Just when the onlookers lowered their heads and were ready to accept all this, when the young man took off the palm that was blocking him, a teacup appeared from nowhere and hit Xu Bo's fallen stick.
"boom."
The sound of the teacup breaking was heard, and the water in the teacup scattered all over the floor.
Before Xu Bo could react to the sudden attack from the stick, the old man who was carrying Li was hit hard by a tea lid on his arm.
"I am a great ancient Chinese thinker, philosopher, writer and historian, the founder and main representative of the Taoist school, and a world historical and cultural celebrity. You are not worthy of this title even if you bully the weak and have not yet won."
A nice voice sounded.
The crowd looked around to find the source of the sound.
Hearing this, Yuchi Jing raised his head and looked towards the second floor of a restaurant on the street.
Opposite the restaurant is the only Nanyuan in the capital.
The Seventh Prince, who was discussing the family banquet with the Hun Prince in the elegant room of the South Courtyard, heard the voice of his newlywed wife and frowned slightly.
He put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his hand to lift the red satin on the south courtyard window, and looked out.
A very beautiful woman was lying on the railing on the second floor with a sweet smile, looking down at Yuchijing, Xu Bo and their group.
This Xu Bo saw that he was beaten miserably by a woman one day, was still tied up and carried for several streets, and received a few sticks from this old man in vain. He had lost all his face in the capital and could not stand up.
Seeing that he was finally trying to save his face, another troublemaker came, and anger suddenly surged in his heart: "Which piece of shit is it?"
Xu Bo had just said half of what he said. After he saw the troublemaker clearly, the scene in the morning suddenly appeared in his mind, so he quickly glared at the people next to him and shouted: "What kind of bastard is this? He didn't even notice the seventh prince's princess. Know how to kneel down and worship!”
Before the onlookers could react to all this, a very calm voice came to mind again.
"Whoever speaks is the one who speaks." Xiang Yu tilted his head slightly on his arm and stared at Xu Bo.
(End of chapter)