Heartburn

"Is there anyone in the picture?" I asked her in a whisper, handing her the catalogue list.

"The owner is joking, how can I care about such things that men like?" Jiang Zhuo didn't accept the roster, but frowned and glanced at me, and refused to say indifferently.

"Uh, I was abrupt." Withdrawing my hand in a hesitant manner, I read the roster again, and casually asked the shopkeeper about the profitability of the shop, but suddenly I had an idea in my heart: If she doesn't like ordinary jewelry for decoration , So what about gadgets with special effects?

I remember a friend from the history department was obsessed with cold weapons for a period of time, including hidden weapon props in endless patterns. One of them was shown off in front of me by her more than once; since other things are not pleased, Why not try this-of course it's just a dead horse as a living doctor.

I drew a simple pattern and gave it to the shopkeeper, and discussed the specific craftsmanship and details with her. After getting her affirmation, I took a sip of tea comfortably.

She told her to send a part of the money to Shen Youlan's mansion later, and agreed to deliver the finished product to the inn one day later. Jiang Zhuo and I left the shop-as far as she knew, several of them were owned by the same proprietor. The shops are on another street, which is where I will go next.

"The boss just...what is it doing?" Walking beside me, Jiang Zhuo asked carelessly as he swept across the street stalls.

I stared sideways at her lip line that had softened a lot unknowingly, and smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when the time comes."

When she heard the words, she stopped, turned her head to look at me, her eyebrows were half raised, nodded thoughtfully, and walked forward on her own.

"Hey!" I hurried to follow up without thinking deeply. I took her hand by the hand and asked step by step, "Are you angry?"

"...Never." She made a symbolic effort, but I held her palms tightly and couldn't easily break free-she simply let me pull and pull forward, not caring about the people around me. Occasionally betting strange eyes.

"Nothing is fine." I bit my lip and smiled, secretly glad that she didn't throw my hand away, just thinking: If I can go on like this, there is nothing unwilling.

When I reached the corner, I saw a large crowd of people crowded around the street, crying and cursing from the encirclement, and they taught people to stop and find out.

I didn't want to be nosy, but the crowd later squeezed in that direction. Jiang Zhuo and I were slowly pushed to the center along with the flow of people-this is the end of the matter, just watch. Just look at it and treat it as a pastime.

Holding Jiang Zhuo’s hand, and having to be close to her because of the crowded people, enjoying her holding me by her side as if there is nothing, I just didn’t notice it, but my heart was gurgling with bubbles and poking away. It's all greasy sweet honey.

"You bullies, grabbing on the street and bullying others, is it justified?"

"Bullish? Grandma, I will teach you what a bully is! Come on, grab it for me!"

"Stop it! Stop it!"

After being blocked by the crowd, I could barely hear these words amidst the noise, and I could probably understand what was going on-it was nothing more than a group of rogues robbing others.

In this case, just report it to the local law enforcement agency.

It’s just that during the little tea time when we were stuck here, no one left to report to the officials, but the pedestrians who had gathered in the front row to watch the excitement hid behind, as if they were afraid of being caught by the conflict in the middle. Spread the same.

——Could it be that these troublemakers have a background, and no one dares to offend?

I always thought that there should be people of righteousness who saw injustices and drew their swords to help me everywhere, but the sight before me taught me that I couldn't help but shake... Are these wicked people too strong, or are the hearts of the people here numb to such a point?

"Are you going to intervene?" Seeing that the onlookers who had been blocking us had gradually escaped, Jiang Zhuo and I became the first spectators to bear the brunt - she shielded me sideways and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, take a look again." With my usual caution, I took her hand and took her back a few steps, but my eyes were on those people.

At the center of the confrontation are several women in bright brocade clothes and a thinner woman in commoner clothes. Behind her, there is a shivering young man holding a young child. It should be a family of three.

What this family did was to sell bamboo strips for a living. There were still a few small bamboo baskets in front of the stall, but the rest had been taken apart and broken up; the commoner woman had signs of beatings on her face, but her family did. He was well protected, but his face was trembling with tears, his eyes were sad and hopeless, and he couldn't bear it when he watched.

This situation, you don't need to guess it is a scene of bullying the weak, even if I can't fist, I can't turn a blind eye to it, I must speak to stop it - not to mention, there is Jiang Zhuo by my side.

Thinking of Jiang Zhuo, I felt proud and sweet in my heart. I could not wait to show it off to everyone. This beautiful, handsome, gentle, considerate and civilized woman... is the one I like.

"Wait!" I cleared my throat, concealing the shyness and fluttering vanity in my heart at that moment, took a step forward, and hurriedly stopped before the brightly-dressed women wanted to do it again.

"Why don't you call grandma? Don't be nosy, be careful to beat you up!" The woman who seemed to be the leader glanced contemptuously, and when she saw Jiang Zhuo, she gave an arrogance, and then turned away with a cold snort, but she didn't. As I expected, I shifted the target, just warned.

——I was shocked by Jiang Zhuo only in terms of aura. It can be seen that they are just some bullying and fearful of hardship, so I am more certain.

"In broad daylight, in the street, do you still have Wang Fa in your eyes?" With Jiang Zhuo beside me, I can't help but say a little bit harder, even the volume is not consciously raised a bit, quite a bit of a fake tiger's prestige, just No one can see how proud I am at the moment.

"Ha, Wang Fa? In this city of Zechang, my aunt is Wang Fa!" She smiled frantically, disregarding my doubts.

"Presumptuous! You dare to claim to be Wang Fa, where do you put Dawu's imperial family?" I don't know whether my anger at the moment is because she bullies the weaker more, or she defies the imperial power more blatantly like this-- Could it be that in my subconscious, I have accepted my prince status and I am proud of it?

"You are the only one who is presumptuous! I am the purchaser of King Ling's Mansion, acting on behalf of King Ling's Palace! If you oppose me, you will offend His Royal Highness Ling! Can you afford it?" She snorted, rather contentedly. .

It sounded in my ears, but it was no less than a thunder.

——Ling Wang?

Isn't that... me?

If these people knew that Ling Wang himself was in front of them, how would they react?

Besides, this woman actually uttered a wild word to represent King Ling...How could the dignified prince be used as a shield by someone casually?

It's a big face.

I was amused secretly, and I really sneered and asked, "The purchase of Prince Ling's Mansion? Where are the tokens and vouchers? Where is the record of Prince Ling's Mansion?"

I will ask this only because I have seen the same accessories on the servants and guards in the mansion. However, whether the palace has a unified mark and whether it will issue tokens, I don’t know, but just casually mistaken it. She just stopped.

Sure enough, she was taken aback when she heard the words, her face was a little unnatural, but she still stubbornly said: "What certificate do you want! I am the best certificate! All the things collected now have to be turned in." For His Highness Ling, do you dare to obstruct it, do you live impatiently?"

"Since you keep saying that you are a member of the Lingwang Palace, can you dare to go to the government with me and argue with me?" I saw that she said that the voucher was already stubborn, and I didn't expect to have the courage to go to the government, so Half-truth proposed.

"Who is going to the government with you! Troublesome..." She seemed to be bluffed by me. She didn't dare to really make things happen, waved to her companions, and she didn't forget to say something cruel." You wait for me! Humph! Let's go!"

Seeing a few of them running away desperately, the onlookers laughed, and even applauded their approvers. Obviously, many of them had been harmed by the women who claimed to be purchased by the Lingwang Mansion; and the family that sold bamboo strips. The son is even more grateful to me, grateful... But my mood became steeply heavy.

Unwilling to deal with them too much, he simply dealt with a few sentences and walked back with Jiang Zhuo, even if he didn't have the interest to continue hanging out.

He probably noticed that I was in a bad mood, Jiang Zhuo thoughtfully did not ask much, but walked silently on the outside of me, separating me from passers-by, and took the initiative to hold my hand with one hand, warm and powerful palm teaching. My depressed mood has calmed down a lot.

After walking boringly for a while, I finally couldn't help but opened my mouth: "What happened just now...what do you think?"

"Wu Ming Xiao Xiao took advantage of the situation to deceive others. Although it is an imposter, it will eventually ruin the reputation of Ling Wangfu." Her analysis grasped the key to the problem, but it was not the reason for my depression.

How could I not know how terrible Kuang Xihan’s reputation outside was, and a large part of it was obtained by indulging evil servants everywhere; but just then, the incident taught me a sudden thought: If these corrupt the reputation of Ling Wang’s Mansion Is the thing deliberately done by someone with a heart?

As far as I know about Yan Ke, although she is rigid and sometimes ruthless, she is also a rigorous person who obeys etiquette and rules; and the royal servants and guards under her jurisdiction are all cautious in words and deeds. From where, where is such a bold and arrogant arrogance?

Even Kuang Xihan himself is used to playing prestige under the prince's airs, but this kind of bullying male and female bullying in the street is also disdainful.

Nevertheless, the prestige of Prince Ling's Mansion is deteriorating day by day. If it weren't for someone in the mansion to make trouble outside with Yan Ke on his back, it would be to teach people to design... it is also possible to have both.

This Zechang city is a little far away from the imperial capital of Guanlan, but you can also encounter people who pretend to be Ling Wang's Mansion. So how many real or fake Wang Mansion purchases in other places?

If this is the case, who is driving all this in secret?

—— Suddenly I felt that maybe the original owner of my body is not as wicked as the rumors, right?

Then, can the distance between me and Jiang Zhuo be closer because of this... I couldn't help but have such an expectation.