"You have guts!" It was unknown how many people had the same thoughts in their hearts, but they secretly gave young master Zhao a thumbs up in their hearts.
They only dared to think this way, but they had never dared to say it out loud. Young master Zhao had indeed spoken their hearts. Unfortunately, the outcome had already been predicted.
"Where did you come from? How dare you be so rude to my mistress!" A shout came from the side, and a dozen waiters suddenly appeared beside young master Zhao and the four guards. Among them, the waiters who had just served their food were among them.
Bang, bang, bang, bang. A series of sounds rang out one after another, and before the four guards could even stand up, they had already been showered with rolling pins and towels, knocking them unconscious. Even though they had already fallen, there was still a large amount of punches and kicks, and the four of them looked like they were no longer human beings in an instant.
Young master Zhao looked like a respectable person, and for a moment, before the punches and kicks reached his body, two old men who looked like stewards had already walked over.
The two stewards were not young, and there were deep wrinkles on their faces. What was strange was that there was not a single strand of beard on their chins.
"Where did this little bastard come from, to dare be so rude to my mistress in front of me?" Before the person had even arrived, one of the stewards' sharp voice had already sounded.
"Greetings, Elder Zhao! Greetings, Elder Chen! "
"Greetings, Manager Zhao! Greetings, Manager Chen! "
...
The moment the two stewards appeared, a wave of greetings greeted them, all of them greeting them. Everyone who spoke had a smile on their face, and cupped their hands, as if the two old stewards were even closer to them than their own fathers.
"The symbol of Minister Zhao's family?" Without waiting for the steward to walk over, a waiter had already brought the family crest of the guards to the steward, and presented it with both hands.
"You should handle the matters of the State of Zhao, Steward Zhao!" Of the two stewards, the one who had not spoken, saw the family crest and instantly lost interest. He walked to the side, and naturally, the waiter attentively brought the old man a chair to sit on.
"Could it be that you, little bastard, are the son of Minister Zhao's family, the one known as the Four Great Young Masters, Zhao Qingyun?" Steward Zhao walked up to Zhao Qingyun, and asked.
"It's me, your young master!" When Zhao Qingyun heard that he knew him, he immediately trembled. Just as he was about to arrogantly demand an explanation from the waiters who had beaten up his guards, he suddenly felt a heavy slap on his face.
"What kind of messy Young Master are you? When Steward Zhao is standing, you dare to sit?" A waiter at the side unceremoniously slapped Young Master Zhao's face. In an instant, Young Master Zhao's entire body was slapped up. He spun in the air and fell heavily onto the greasy floor.
From birth until now, when had Zhao Qingyun ever suffered like this? He was used to doing whatever he wanted in the Kingdom of Zhao, so how could he understand the situation in front of him? He didn't even consider what Chief Steward Zhao meant when he first opened his mouth.
"You dare to hit me? Are you tired of living?" Clutching his face, Young Master Zhao spat out a few harsh words before struggling to get up, "Damn it, I'm going to kill your entire family!"
"It seems like Minister Zhao's family is really lacking in discipline. Today, I'll help him discipline you, little bastard, so that you don't cause trouble for your family." An armchair had already appeared behind Chief Steward Zhao. Chief Steward Zhao raised his robes and sat down. With a frosty expression, he said, "Slap him!"
Zhao Qingyun, who had just gotten up a little, suddenly had an additional foot on his back. It directly stepped on his body that had just gotten up a little. Following that, his back loosened and his arms hurt. Someone had twisted them from both sides and forcefully pulled him up from the ground.
A waiter held a straight spatula in his hand and slapped Zhao Qingyun's face.
Slap, slap, slap, slap. In the beginning, Zhao Qingyun was still spouting arrogant words. After a dozen slaps, his entire mouth and both sides of his cheeks were already swollen. There were even some places where the skin had already broken and bled. However, the waiter who was slapping him didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. He was still slapping him with the spatula.
The intense pain made Zhao Qingyun finally realize that if he dared to play tough with his mouth, he would suffer even more. He immediately quietened down. Even when he was in unbearable pain, he didn't dare to make a sound.
As expected, the moment he shut his mouth, the spatula opposite him stopped. The two hands that were twisting his arms also let go. Young Master Zhao's body went limp and he once again sprawled on the ground.
"At such a young age, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. How dare you spout such arrogant words here?" Chief Steward Zhao didn't know when a cup of fragrant tea had appeared in his hand. He lifted the lid of the teacup lightly and took a sip. Only then did he cross his legs and speak slowly.
"Not to mention a mere Minister of War, even the current Prime Minister would have to be well-behaved and well-behaved here." Chief Steward Zhao's eyes only glanced down at Zhao Qingyun. "Today, seeing that it's your first offense, I'll be lenient."
Hearing the words' lenient ', Young Master Zhao finally felt a little relieved. At home, he had heard these words many times. Every time he got into trouble, his father would be lenient on him after his mother begged him. As long as he said this, it meant that everything would be fine.
"Break his two legs and let them drag themselves back to their own residences." Chief Steward Zhao didn't care what Young Master Zhao was thinking in his heart. He casually instructed, "How unlucky, I shouldn't have disturbed everyone's mood to eat."
Zhao Qingyun's entire body was already rooted to the ground. Lenient punishment was still breaking his two legs. What if he were to be more severe? Just as he was thinking, the two people behind him had already raised two thick rolling pins and smashed them towards Young Master Zhao's two legs.
Both of his legs suddenly felt a sharp pain, and two crisp sounds of bones breaking could be heard from Zhao Qingyun's legs. Young master Zhao only managed to let out half a scream before someone stuffed a dirty rag into his mouth to muffle his voice. Then, Young Master Zhao Qingyun immediately fainted.
"Everyone, everyone!" After dealing with Zhao Qingyun, Chief Steward Zhao, who was sitting, immediately stood up and bowed to the surrounding customers. "I'm really sorry, the people of Zhao don't have strict discipline and have caused trouble for everyone. Today, I'll send a pot of wine to every table as an apology. "
"Well said, well said!" The people at the side didn't seem surprised at all. They were used to this kind of situation. Moreover, who would dare to put on airs at a time like this? They all spoke politely to Chief Steward Zhao, then sat down and continued to eat and drink as if nothing had happened.
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