Pleading

"Vulgar, what are those external things worth?"

Some people's eyes seem to be glued to those yellow and white things, but there are also those who claim to be elegant and completely dismissive of them.

Pointing to Wang Boliang, who was still blocked in the river and could not go ashore, Scholar Bai Jing curled his lips and said: "No matter how much money she has, can she insult us and other people of the Qian Kingdom like this?"

"Brother is right, she is just a foreigner. Why should she insult our compatriots in public? She is simply extremely arrogant!"

These scholars who come together to join in the fun like to look at the world with different eyes, and they want to be different from the people in the world, as if this is the only way to show their aloofness.

Once someone took the lead and someone agreed, the other scholars stood up in twos and threes, pointing at Mr. Guan from time to time and talking about it.

But he seemed to be very afraid of Guan Fu's harsh treatment of Wang Boliang. He just chewed his tongue behind his back, but never dared to get in front of him.

The bamboo hat on his head was held low by him. Everyone saw the tall and thin man standing tall and straight, holding a black lacquer short knife in his hand. He kicked one of Wang Boliang's followers and said in a cold tone: "Insult the late master. An hour!"

"No, it can't be done! My third son has been frail since he was a child. He has been nursed back to such a big body with great difficulty. If he really soaks in the river for an hour, he will definitely not be able to support it! Lang Jun, please Lang Jun. Please be merciful and spare my young master’s life!”

He wanted to jump into the river to salvage Wang Boliang, but Guan Fu stepped on him and knocked him down. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

At this moment, Wang Boliang was almost dying. He couldn't count the number of times he had been pushed, kicked, or thrown into the river by Guan Fu.

The first quarter moon is already high in the sky, and even the dogs are unwilling to bark any more. Even the people who came to watch the excitement near the pier have almost left, leaving only those good-hearted scholars who are still filled with righteous indignation and unwilling to leave easily. go.

But for some reason, the steward who went to the city to bring in reinforcements still hasn’t returned yet?

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"

The entourage who accompanied Wang Boliang in the Hanjiang River rolled their eyes when they saw Wang Boliang. How could they remain calm?

Among these people, there were many who supported his waist and some who held his arms. They all tried their best to lead him to the river.

However, the officials on the embankment were watching coldly, and the guards who were specially left behind by Chi Yuanying also stood firmly by the river with their swords in their arms. Once they found that they wanted to go ashore, they would use their scabbards to stop them. They plunged into the water.

Therefore, Wang Boliang's entourage, after being frightened, did not dare to lead people up the long embankment at will. They only dared to linger on the edge and begged nicely: "Please spare your life, sir. You are just following orders." So do we! Why are we so tightly pressed against each other?"

"We all make a living under the master, and it is not our intention to offend the eldest daughter of your family. But as slaves, we dare not disobey the master's orders, and we cannot violate them! If you ask your husband to do good, just turn a blind eye. One Eye, please spare me and wait! If something happens to my third young master, we will definitely be beaten to death by the master!"

The followers were worried about Wang Boliang's safety, but at the same time they were also worried about their own lives.

They kept begging Guan Fu, but Guan Fu was like a man with a cold heart of stone. Not only did he not let go, but his expression became even more horrifying.
Chapter completed!