Accompanied by a burst of laughter, a few figures filed in from outside the door.
The leader was a large man with a knife scar on his face. He wore a thin shirt in the middle of winter, exposing a large portion of his chest. The black hair covering his heart was almost growing to his neck.
The other people also looked quite fierce. They were all ruffians and bullies on this street. There weren't many people who didn't know them. Although they had quieted down a bit because of the government, the fear that had accumulated in their hearts for a long time could not be dispelled in a short period of time.
Because they had been disturbed from watching the play, a few spectators wanted to stand up and throw out the people who didn't open their eyes. But when they saw the situation at the door, they immediately sat back down and focused on watching the play, no longer daring to care about what was happening over there.
If they provoked those ruffians, they wouldn't be able to live in peace in the future.
"This is Qing 'an Prefectural City. We have to abide by the law. We don't have ten strings of coins. If you continue to be so aggressive, don't blame us for reporting it to the government." Old Sun looked at the two men walking over from the corner and felt a bit more at ease. He looked directly at the knife-scarred man and said this.
"Aiyo, brothers, did I hear wrong?"
The knife-scarred man heard this and was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed loudly and said, "Old man, you dare to talk about the law with us? On this street, I am the law!"
The ruffians behind him roared with laughter. The nobleman who gave them this task originally had connections with the government. Why would he be afraid of things like the law?
They had already arranged everything. Even if they were arrested and sent to the county government, they would have a way to get out.
The knife-scarred man pulled out a stool and blocked the door. He crossed his legs and looked at Old Sun. He said, "It seems that you don't care about what I said. I will say it here today. Ten strings of coins, not a copper coin less. Otherwise, I will smash your broken theater!"
"Smash the theater? Is this how you smash it?"
A voice suddenly came from the side. Before the knife-scarred man could react, a long stool flew from the side and hit him squarely in the face. A few bloody teeth flew out of his mouth. The knife-scarred man was sent flying. His face was covered in blood and he lay on the ground motionless.
"Oh, it's an acquaintance!" Fang clapped his hands and walked over. When he saw the knife-scarred man lying on the ground, he was also stunned. Although his face was covered in blood, that iconic scar indicated his identity.
A few months ago, wasn't this the guy who wanted to of the son-in-law's money and was caught and beaten up by them?
"Kill, of kill!"
Seeing their boss fall to the ground after the stool, a of blood of blood of blood was seen. Every year, during the Qingming Festival, they would clear the weeds on his grave …
They were hoodlums, not fugitives. They could extort a few copper coins in exchange for wine money, tease innocent women on the streets, and take advantage of them. But when it came to murder and arson — they would never do it even if they were beaten to death. This was a matter of principle. He once had a few hoodlum brothers who had no principles. They did not behave like hoodlums and accidentally killed someone. Now, the grass on his grave was three feet high. Every year during the Qingming Festival, they would loosen the soil and weed out the grass on his grave …
"This, this …" Old Man Sun's face turned green, and his lips were trembling. Teaching these thugs a lesson was not a big deal, how did it lead to the death of a person?
"This, this …" Old Man Sun's face turned green, and his lips were trembling. Teaching these thugs a lesson was nothing, how did it lead to the death of a person?
The death of a person was a big matter, and the audience in the theater were also in a panic. One after another, they stood up from their seats.
"Don't worry, he won't die." Fang patted Old Man Sun's shoulder and said indifferently.
He knew very well what he did. At most, this guy's nose bridge was broken, and a few teeth were lost. It was not that serious.
"Big Brother, you died so miserably!" A young man knelt on the ground with a plop, and before his tears could fall, he received a heavy kick in the chest.
"This daddy is not dead yet!" The knife-scarred man crawled up from the ground. In this life, he may not have experienced big wind and waves, but small wind and waves had never stopped. The scar on his face was left from when he fought with others. A mere stool was not enough to take his life.
"What are you still doing? Beat him up, beat him hard. Today, this daddy will break his two legs!" Blood flowed down from his forehead, and his eyes were blurred. He didn't recognize any acquaintances. He just wanted to break the legs of the guy who had just ambushed him, and the matter of the ten coins was temporarily thrown to the back of his mind.
Seeing that his big brother was not dead, the young man who was kicked immediately got up from the ground, rubbed his chest, and said loudly, "Didn't you hear what big brother said? Break their dog legs!"
As soon as the word "dog legs" came out, half of his teeth were gone.
Fang slapped the young man's mouth, and he flew out with his teeth. Just like the knife-scarred man just now, he lay on the ground without moving.
The knife-scarred man wiped the blood from his eyes, and finally saw the man standing in front of him. The fierce expression on his face disappeared, and his whole body could not help but tremble.
He would never forget that vicious beating for the rest of his life. Every night, he would dream about that face and still have some lingering fear. Those people were all monsters, even more barbaric than wild beasts. If it was possible, he would never want to meet them in his life.
Unfortunately, the heavens did not give them good luck. In the moment he was stunned, the brothers he brought all fell to the ground and could not get up. This was such a familiar scene. The brothers with the best skills did not have the strength to fight back against these two monsters. They blocked a punch, and the next moment, they were kicked to the ground.
If there were constables coming at this time, this nightmare would be as complete as the last time.
As if they heard the call in his heart, a few figures wearing black clothes quickly appeared in front of him.
Just as he was about to cry and complain, he saw the leader of the constables walk over and greet the man with a smile. He didn't hear what they said, but soon, his brothers were chained up.
After seeing the appearance of the leading constables, the knife-scarred man's two legs began to not listen to him.
"It's better to offend the county magistrate than the King of Hell", this was a sentence that everyone in the circle knew.
The county magistrate naturally referred to County Magistrate Liu, and the "King of Hell" they mentioned was also surnamed Liu. Although his name was Liu Yiyi, the chief constable of Anxi County Government, he never showed mercy when dealing with criminals. It was said that during this period of time, the screams in the county government prison could be heard outside the county government.
If they fell into his hands, it was really no different from going to hell.
"You arrested the wrong person, you arrested the wrong person!"
"You can't do this, it's him who beat people, it's him!"
"You can't arrest me, I know Magistrate Wang, I know Magistrate Wang …"
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When the knife-scarred man was dragged away by the constables, he cried with snot and tears. Seeing "King of Hell" Liu turned around and smiled at him, he immediately rolled his eyes and fainted.
The troublemakers were all taken away by the constables, and no one was killed, so the onlookers were relieved and went on with their business.
The constables of the county government were obviously more dedicated than before, and they wouldn't help those ruffians to bully good people, which was a good thing. Those bastards who only knew how to bully people should be chained and locked up in the prison, never to be let out again.
Seeing those ruffians being dragged away by the constables, Oldman Sun was a little dumbfounded.
"Are they still the constables of the county government?
They didn't ask the reason at all, but chained them and left. It seems that those ruffians will suffer a lot. When did the constables of the county government start to do good things? "
Oldman Sun soon knew the reason.
"Your honor!" Liu Yiyi walked to Li Yi and saluted respectfully.
Li Yi patted him on the shoulder and said approvingly, "Not bad. I heard that you've solved several major cases during this period of time, and the security of the prefecture city has been maintained very well. Everyone knows that there's a 'Hell King Liu' in the county government."
Liu Yiyi blushed and said, "It's all because of your good teaching."
In front of Li Yi, he was even more humble than in front of County Magistrate Liu, and he admired Li Yi from the bottom of his heart.
Liu Yiyi was very clear that he could have today's status because of the County Magistrate's important position, which made him become the chief of constables in charge of all the bailiffs in a short period of time, from a constables who just ate and waited for death in the county government. Even when the County Magistrate was not in the county government, what he did was what a County Magistrate should do.
Even the constables of the county government would sometimes ask him to go over when they encountered difficult cases.
The County Magistrate's kindness of enlightening him, and the appreciation of him, there was nothing he could do except to earnestly perform the task assigned by the County Magistrate …
Listening to the conversation between the constables and Li, Oldman Sun found a stool and sat down, his legs and stomach trembling.
County Magistrate, it turned out that Li was the County Magistrate …
No wonder Miss Wan didn't worry about those ruffians from the beginning. It turned out that she had known about it.
Oldman Sun didn't complain about Wan Ruoqing. The less they knew about the affairs of the big shots, the better.
At this time, he didn't worry at all in his heart.
From now on, they also had a backer behind them.
Presumably, those guys who went to the brothels outside the city to look for trouble were all chained up with iron chains like dogs, right?
Are your dog eyes blind to bully the County Magistrate? If they don't lose a layer of skin this time, I will write the word "Sun" upside down!
And those greedy guys who stretched their hands too far would be chopped off …
"No way, did you really give them ten strings of coins?" When Oldman Sun cursed in his heart, a surprised voice came from the door.
He turned his head and saw a man in luxurious clothes coming in.
The man looked around the theater a few times, clicked his tongue, and said, "I really didn't expect that such a shabby place could actually collect so much money."
"Leader Wu, this thing was done by you, right?" Oldman Sun's anger was aroused again, and he looked at the man and said.
"What thing?" The man in luxurious clothes sat opposite to Oldman Sun and said with a smile, "I just heard that Old Sun's theater earns a lot of money every day, and those ruffians deserve more protection and money. I just didn't expect that I still underestimated Old Sun's ability."
"A straightforward person doesn't resort to insinuations. It's boring to be a coward." Oldman Sun poured a cup of tea for himself, glanced at the man in luxurious clothes, and drank the tea in one gulp.
He was no stranger to the man in luxurious clothes opposite him.
The man was also an actor, but he was different from them.
Wandering actors like them, in order to make a living, drifted around like duckweed without roots, and their lives were the most miserable.
There were also actors in the palace, and there were also private actors in the homes of the high officials and nobles. Although these people didn't have much freedom, their lives were much better than theirs.
As for those powerful troupes, although most of them performed for the high officials and nobles, they never lacked freedom, and the money they earned was also incomparable to theirs.
The man with the surname Wu was the leader of a famous troupe in the prefectural city.
Seeing that Oldman Sun's face was indifferent and directly pointed out the topic, a trace of annoyance appeared on the man's face, but he quickly returned to normal and said, "Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush. Ten strings of coins, how many books like 'Painted Skin' and 'A Chinese Ghost Story' do you have? We want all of them."
Oldman Sun's expression didn't change, but he was sneering in his heart. These books were all written by the County Lieutenant, and he was sitting there now. If the man with the surname Wu had the ability, he could go and find him himself …
Wanting to buy food for everyone with ten strings of coins was simply a dream. Even if he agreed, the County Lieutenant wouldn't agree.
The man in luxurious clothes looked at the almost empty theater, and a trace of passion appeared in his eyes.
Even such a run-down place had so many people. If it was his troupe, the scene would be even more lively. It was a waste to leave such excellent books here!
He had already done his research. These new plays did not exist in the market at all. Although they would be able to imitate most of them in a few days, they would still lose the initiative. When the time comes, everyone would have seen the original play. Who would still watch them?
"Give up. Don't mention ten strings of coins, even if it's a hundred strings of coins, we won't sell it." With the backing of a big shot, Oldman Sun was full of confidence.
The man in luxurious clothes narrowed his eyes and said, "So, you plan to take out ten strings of coins every day. Maybe it will become twenty tomorrow."
"So it was you who played tricks behind the scenes." Oldman Sun sneered and said, "Don't worry, they won't come again. A few officials came and took them all away."
"So what if I did it? Even if I didn't do it, someone else would. You don't think the government will really care about these things, do you?" The man in luxurious clothes looked at him mockingly and said, "You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. I hope you can still stand here when you see them tomorrow."
After the man in luxurious clothes finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. An iron chain was hung on his neck. The constable locked the chain and said lightly, "Since it was done by you, it's easy. Come with me."
Liu Yiyi's words were cold, without a trace of emotion.
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