novelhk Chapter 177: What a nice folding stool
Chapter 177: What a nice folding stool
Her wrists visibly turned purplish-black and even became slightly swollen.
Just then, Old Zhang, who had just squeezed through the crowd, saw his shopkeeper being bullied, and his anger flared up instantly.
Old Zhang was holding a folding chair.
This stool was professionally crafted by the shopkeeper; it's convenient for resting your feet and sitting down when you're tired of standing while out and about.
Now, this folding stool is very convenient to use.
Old Zhang gripped the chair handles with both hands and shouted loudly.
"Let go of my boss, come at me if you dare!"
It's too late to say.
The wooden folding stool suddenly transformed into a gust of wind, sweeping directly over the boy's forehead.
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
At this moment, Old Zhang suddenly possessed some of the strength of a young man, and he swung the folding stool at the boy's head, smashing it repeatedly with a series of "bang bang bang" sounds.
Before the young apprentice could even react, he was knocked to the ground, clutching his head with both hands, crying and pleading.
"Hey, stop smashing it! Stop smashing it! I was wrong!"
"Wrong! What did you do wrong?"
"me……"
"You son of a bitch! This old man hates dogs like you who bully women more than anything in his life!"
Old Zhang swung the folding stool in his hand, making a round sound as it hit the young apprentice, producing a crisp and melodious "DuangduangDuang" sound, comparable to a large drum in a concert hall.
Just as Old Zhang was getting into the swing of things, a sharp "crack" suddenly came from his waist.
"Ouch, my waist..."
"..."
The crowd, who had been thoroughly enjoying the show, began to express their dissatisfaction when he stopped watching.
"What the hell? Why did you stop smashing? I haven't seen enough!"
"You old geezer, if your back can't take it, don't try to be strong. Get out of the way, let me do it..."
The young apprentice, who hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath while lying on the ground, was about to say, "Serves you right, you old geezer," when before he could even stand up, he felt waves of excruciating pain coming from every joint in his body.
"Ah, ah..."
"grass!"
The burly man who snatched the folding stool from Old Zhang hadn't even had a chance to swing it at the young apprentice before the apprentice kicked his legs and fainted.
Helpless, he could only spit at the apprentice and curse his bad luck.
Old Zhang, supporting his aggravated back, took the folding stool handed to him by the burly man and slowly moved to the shopkeeper's side.
"Shopkeeper, I've brought you the stool."
"Ouch, my back..."
Fang Xiaoxiao had just stood up and reached out to take the stool he handed her when she saw him striking a pose as if his back was about to break.
"Your back is killing you, how about I cut it off for you?"
Old Zhang had been hoping to get some money from the shopkeeper for medicine after his back injury, but the shopkeeper wanted to cut off his kidney, so he quickly waved his hands and shook his head.
"No, no, no, there's no need to trouble you, shopkeeper."
"Wow, this is amazing! I suddenly feel fine. My back doesn't hurt and my legs don't ache. I should be able to climb five floors in one go."
Good grief, they're advertising right here on my page!
Seeing Old Zhang's exaggerated and energetic performance, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but mutter a few complaints in her heart.
"Alright, you did a good job just now. Go find Wenjian and get ten coins to buy some medicine later."
Old Zhang immediately beamed with joy, repeatedly thanking the shopkeeper as the best, kindest, and most beautiful woman in the world.
I'm too lazy to listen to his flattery anymore.
Fang Xiaoxiao quickly interrupted, then unfolded the folding stool and sat down by herself.
All she has to do now is wait.
They were waiting for the girl's mother to ask someone to call relatives, and also waiting for the wooden folding bed that Zhou Wenjian had arranged to be brought over.
Now everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.
As she was planning how to treat the little girl, she heard a series of noises around her.
"Scatter! Everyone scatter!"
Fang Xiaoxiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Youcai walking slowly toward them, led by a group of yamen runners.
Wang Youcai still maintained his arrogant demeanor, and his two goatees stood out conspicuously in the crowd.
He was dressed in a blue official robe, and in everyone's eyes, he seemed so unapproachable.
Although he was just a lowly ninth-rank official, in the eyes of ordinary people, he was like a little devil seeing the King of Hell, and they all made way for him, afraid of angering the county magistrate.
Wang Youcai glanced at everyone and was quite satisfied with their performance.
That's how an official should be; the meaning of being an official lies in making the common people fear you.
What kind of "parental officials" are they? They all have to consider money first.
As the saying goes, "When you meet an official, you must first be given thirty lashes." Except for the rich and powerful, ordinary people are treated the same way.
"Ahem, I have received a report that a group of people are causing trouble here and have even injured one person..."
As he said this, he glanced at the young apprentice lying on the ground, pretending to be dead.
Upon hearing that someone was seeking justice for him, the young apprentice immediately stopped pretending to be dead, hurriedly got up, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"My lord, I beg you to do justice for us common people..."
The apprentice doctor recounted the events in a somewhat embellished manner.
He avoided explaining why he was beaten, only saying that he had just been looking for medicine to heal his master's wounds when Old Zhang beat him with a stool, leaving him covered in bruises.
To make the situation seem more serious, the apprentice began to take off his clothes in front of everyone, trying to tell the magistrate that he was badly injured.
But when Wang Youcai heard that it was a conflict with Fang Xiaoxiao, his expression immediately changed, and he reprimanded her very seriously.
"You little medicine boy, how dare you talk nonsense and lie through your teeth."
"Do you know that if you lie, you will be punished with thirty strokes of the cane and thrown into jail for ten days or half a month!"
"..."
The young apprentice was filled with questions by his words, not understanding why the county magistrate, who had just been pleading for his innocence, had suddenly changed his expression.
However, he still felt that he hadn't explained things clearly, so with a sob in his voice, he reached out and began to take off his clothes, looking aggrieved.
“Your Honor, every word I have said is true. There is not a single lie. If you do not believe me, you may ask my master.”
"My master was the former head of the Imperial Medical Academy; his word is law!"
In order to persuade the county magistrate to make a decision for him, he specifically mentioned the half-immortal doctor.
Little did he know, Wang Youcai didn't care at all about the so-called former head of the Imperial Medical Academy. In fact, even if someone from the Imperial Medical Academy came over, he still wouldn't take them seriously.
The reason is simple: Fang Xiaoxiao is someone the eldest prince wants to take as a concubine.
How can a mere Imperial Medical Academy compare to a prince?
Moreover, Fang Xiaoxiao has an unfathomable and powerful figure by her side.
The jade pendant that important figure took out in the hall was not something that ordinary people could obtain.
Seeing this plaque is like seeing the Emperor himself; how many people in the current dynasty possess it?
This was something his knowledgeable advisor told him later.
This is the thought.
Wang Youcai stretched out his palm and slapped the boy hard across the face.
"You scoundrel, how dare you speak ill of Madam Fang in your heart! You're simply courting death!"