Li Xuan's face was extremely pale. He held onto the wall with one hand and occasionally retched a few times.
Li Yi believed that he wasn't being so cruel to that "Tiger Lord" because he wanted to help the weak. When he ate until his stomach was round, the first thing he smelled was the pungent smell. It was already good enough that he didn't vomit out his gall bladder.
That bastard, how many months had it been since he washed his feet?
"Young Master, you can't hit him, you can't hit him!" The woman rushed out of the noodle shop with a panicked expression.
Li Yi looked at the woman and asked with a frown, "How can there be such ruffians in the capital? Don't the officials care?"
"You can't hit him, you really can't hit him!" The woman was flustered and hurriedly said, "Young Masters, you should leave this place quickly. When the officials come, you won't be able to leave."
These ruffians were only robbing some copper coins. How could they compare to the officials? If they fell into the hands of the officials, they would lose their lives!
The anger on Li Xuan's face was difficult to quell. He coldly said, "I really don't plan on leaving today. I want to see what they can do to me."
Because of the special status of the members of the royal family, their every action represented the face of the royal family. Thus, the royal family had very strict restrictions on them. They absolutely couldn't bully the commoners. Otherwise, the censors' impeachment would definitely fly to the emperor's desk like snowflakes.
Of course, although they couldn't bully others, they couldn't be bullied by others either. Bullying the kind-hearted members of the royal family would at most be punished. Bullying the royal family wasn't a big crime. At most, they would be beheaded.
Seeing that the young master in front of her was determined, the woman's expression became even more anxious. This noble was obviously of extraordinary birth, but how could he be compared to that huge monster? She couldn't drag him down!
"You two, stop!"
Two loud shouts came from not far away. Several patrolling bailiffs quickly ran over.
Without the Crown Prince's orders, the two guards wouldn't stop. The fact that the person who offended the Crown Prince could still scream in pain was simply a humiliation to them. With this thought in mind, the two of them exerted more strength in their hands and feet.
"Which thug dares to commit murder in the middle of the street? Stop right now, or don't blame us for being impolite!" The leader of the group was the Constable with the surname Song, whom they had just met. Before he even walked over, he had already heard the classic sayings of a constable.
Clang!
The five bailiffs drew their swords and surrounded the two of them.
"Stop." Li Xuan walked over and said calmly.
Only then did the two guards stop and turn around to look at the bailiffs who had surrounded them.
"Who are you?" Constable Song asked. He knew that the person in front of him was the most important person in this group.
Li Xuan said coldly, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that this bully is doing evil in the street. As an official, why don't you do anything and let him bully this mother and son?"
When Constable Song heard this, he felt extremely depressed. This motherf * cker was just another busybody.
If Wang Hu dared to do this to anyone else, he would have been arrested and sent to the government office to have his legs broken. However, the He mother and son were not on that list. The higher-ups had already instructed them to turn a blind eye to their affairs. All the ruffians on the street knew that they could come here to withdraw money when they needed it. As long as they didn't go overboard, the government wouldn't do anything to them.
"Hmph, with which eye did you see them being bullied?" Constable Song also snorted and said, "I only saw the two of you committing murder in the middle of the street. It was a very bad influence. Come with us to the government office."
At the side, Li Yi finally noticed something different.
This group of bailiffs and the group of bullies lying on the ground were obviously targeting the mother and son, and they must have some backing.
In a place like the capital, there were countless pairs of eyes watching everything you did. If you saw a young master coming out of a brothel on the street, he would either be the only son of a prime minister or the heir of a duke's family.
If Constable Song was so arrogant to everyone, he wouldn't have survived until now.
However, this time, it was obvious that he had made a mistake.
Constable Song didn't think that he had made a mistake.
The waters of the capital were very deep. Unlike in other places, where even a small bailiff could do as he pleased in the countryside, in this place where nobility was everywhere and anyone he picked was a relative of the emperor, he naturally had to be careful. Otherwise, he might lose his head one day.
Therefore, Constable Song was very clear about those people who couldn't be provoked. He even had a small booklet to record their names and pay attention to them on a daily basis. He also knew what they looked like.
Of course, this person in front of him wasn't one of them.
In fact, there were many people like this who were nosy before. However, when he realized that the county magistrate didn't even give face to a marquis, he knew what kind of backing they had.
"I'm the one who got you into trouble …" The woman's face was pale. In the end, there was only bitterness left on her face.
In fact, when "Master Hu" appeared at the noodle stall, many heads popped out from the shops on the street. They secretly cursed in their hearts. They didn't know who this lady from the He family had offended, but all the bullies on the street picked on her and bullied her. It wasn't easy for her to get to where she was after so many years.
This time, she might not be able to keep the money she earned from selling the noodle.
However, things didn't develop as they usually did.
Wang Hu was kicked away by the thin and weak young master. He was punched and kicked like a dead dog. The young master was in big trouble now that the constables were here. In the past, there were also people who wanted to help the lady from the He family, but they all ended up in a miserable state.
"I really want to see which way the main gate of the capital county government opens." Li Xuan stopped the guard from revealing his identity. He crossed his arms and said with interest.
The constables didn't treat them as ordinary people. After all, they didn't take the county government seriously. They must be people of high status. They might not be able to offend the person who caused trouble for the He family, but they definitely could afford to offend Constable Song.
As a result, a strange scene appeared on the street.
A group of people walked in the direction of the county government. The two young masters in front were strolling leisurely, talking and laughing. The woman behind them was holding the little girl's hand. Her face was pale. A few constables followed behind as if they were escorting them.
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It was often said that it was difficult to be an official in the capital city. Those who were officials in the capital city were all outstanding among the country's officials. They were the true pillars of the country. It was not an exaggeration to say that they brought honor to their ancestors.
Of course, this did not include the County Magistrate of the capital city.
Although the County Magistrate of the capital city was the County Magistrate in name, he was still under the rule of the Emperor. His rank was very high, equivalent to or even slightly higher than the magistrate of the other provinces. However, no matter how high his rank was, it couldn't hide the awkward status of the County Magistrate of the capital city.
The reason was simple. The capital city was the capital of a country. It was where the Imperial City was located. There were countless princes and nobles. From the beginning to the end of the street, there were several officials who had a higher rank than the County Magistrate.
Chen Yue was such a good-for-nothing County Magistrate. He was just over forty years old and had a lot of white hair on his temples. It had been three years since he was promoted to the County Magistrate of the capital city.
At this time, Chen Yue was worried about a case.
The young master of the Duke of Zhao Kingdom and the young master of the Duke of Wei fought over a girl in a brothel. The guards of the two families teamed up and tore down the brothel. Now he had to decide which of the two was guilty. How the hell was he supposed to decide?
No matter which one it was, he couldn't afford to offend them. The only thing he could do was to smooth things over. As for the brothel, it was the bad luck of the madam.
Just as he was feeling vexed, a constable came to report that there was a new case.
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