"Someone, go and inform the master quickly!"
"Master? Are you okay, master?!"
For a moment, the entire street was in chaos, with people constantly coming and going.
Even, not long after, some constables showed up.
Seeing this, Aunt Song and Song Qiyu looked even more nervous and uneasy.
"Madam, the constables are here. What should we do? You should leave quickly. It's all our fault that caused this trouble. You shouldn't be involved. It's all our fault..."
"Aunt Song, don't worry. My husband is very capable. Even if the prefect himself comes, he can't just take people's lives casually, right?"
Ling Shan's beautiful face was full of innocent gentleness. It was obvious that she had never seen the most despicable things in the world.
"Madam..."
Aunt Song forced a bitter smile. She wanted to say something, but when she met those clear and innocent eyes, she couldn't say a word.
It was as if she had really seen a beautiful and promising world.
Taking people's lives casually, oppressing the common people, and forcibly seizing beautiful women... These were all common occurrences for ordinary people.
The common people all knew the truth that they should not fight against the officials.
If they really met a clean and people - loving official, it would be a blessing for the common people. But if they met...
Aunt Song had seen all kinds of human feelings and life in Liangzhou City. She just wanted to earn some silver to protect her children so that they could grow up smoothly.
"Madam is absolutely right."
Amid the chaos, an old man in neat clothes and with a smiling face appeared.
"Mr. Lin... Mr. Lin, the steward."
All the lackeys retracted their out - stretched claws and looked at the man with a flattering and obsequious expression.
In just an instant, Jiang Tingsong's face was covered in thick cold sweat. He carefully covered his wrist, indicating how much pain he was in.
"Mr. Lin! Quickly arrest these audacious commoners for this young master. This young master will skin them alive and cut their flesh bit by bit..."
"Second young master, the master is waiting for you in the mansion. This old servant will handle this matter here. Someone, send the young master back to the mansion."
"Please, young master!"
Jiang Tingsong's face froze. He looked at Mr. Lin in disbelief.
"What did you say?!"
Mr. Lin had a respectful and business - like attitude, but his actions were not that respectful.
The constables and servants he brought clearly obeyed Mr. Lin's orders more. They stepped forward and were about to take action against Jiang Tingsong.
This scene was like someone stepping on Jiang Tingsong's head. The anger that had gathered in his chest instantly flared up again.
"Mr. Lin, this young master calls you steward. Do you really think you're some great figure? In fact, you're just a dog in my family!
Who do you think you are to interfere in this young master's business? Know your place and status. Do you deserve to?!"
"Second young master, please calm down. This old servant is just following the master's orders. If the second young master has any doubts, he can go back to the mansion and ask the master. This old servant is just doing his duty. I hope the second young master will forgive me."
Mr. Lin brought up Prefect Jiang. No matter how ugly Jiang Tingsong's face was or how dissatisfied his eyes were, he had to stop scolding.
"Sorry, second young master."
Mr. Lin still had a respectful and business - like tone: "Take him away!"
Jiang Tingsong: "..."
Aunt Song and her daughter: "..."
What was going on?
Mr. Lin, who could be said to be the most trusted subordinate of Prefect Jiang, was more well - known in Liangzhou City than some minor officials.
How could small commoners like Aunt Song and her daughter have ever seen such a scene?
Just Jiang Tingsong alone was enough to scare them so much that their legs went weak. Not to mention Mr. Lin, who clearly represented Prefect Jiang.
Even a noble young master like Jiang Tingsong didn't dare to resist the prefect. Then why was the prefect walking closer step by step?
"Master Shen Jiu, I'm the steward of the prefect's mansion. My surname is Lin."
Mr. Lin looked amiable. He quickly walked to Jun Wuyuan's side and bowed politely:
"Master Shen Jiu, I'm here on the order of the prefect to invite you to the mansion for a chat. I wonder if Master Shen Jiu would be kind enough to accept the invitation?"
A look of surprise flashed across Jun Wuyuan's eyes, as if he didn't expect that someone would know his identity.
"How could I decline the kind invitation of the prefect?"
A smile just appeared on Mr. Lin's face when he heard Jun Wuyuan's gentle voice say meaningfully again:
"Before I went on my travels, my father repeatedly told me not to act recklessly because of our family's status. He also told me that if I was lucky enough to meet an official along the way, I must be polite. But tonight...
I'm really ashamed. My father always taught me to be humble and see the sufferings of all sentient beings, and to draw my sword to help when I see injustice. I didn't expect that the bully just now would be the son of the prefect. I really... didn't expect it."
Mr. Lin: "..."
The always - adaptable steward of the prefect's mansion couldn't tell for a moment whether these words were sincere or deliberately sarcastic.
Mr. Lin carefully observed Jun Wuyuan's expression and speculated for a while. He temporarily thought that these were just unintentional words.
"Master Shen Jiu, please rest assured. It's the fault of the prefect's mansion tonight. All the losses of these two commoners tonight will be borne by the prefect's mansion. I can also guarantee that no one will trouble them mother and daughter in the future!"
These two ordinary commoners were not worth paying attention to at all. The real catch...
Oh, that's not right.
The current Ninth Young Master Shen was the most important one!
"After hearing what Mr. Lin said, we naturally trust Prefect Jiang. With a parent - official like Prefect Jiang who loves the people so much, I think such a situation will definitely not happen in the future."
Mr. Lin assured again: "Master Shen Jiu, please rest assured. My master is the most just and strict. It will never happen again!"
Saying that, he motioned for his subordinates to give them money, tidy up the stalls, and send someone to take the mother and daughter to the medical clinic.
However, Jun Wuyuan and the others refused.
Mr. Lin didn't argue. He just very sensibly asked his servant to give them another bag of silver.
Such a 'kind' and reasonable attitude was like heaven and earth compared to Jiang Tingsong's domineering and viciousness.
Aunt Song and her daughter should have been happy, but for some reason, a trace of uneasiness slowly crept into their hearts.
Ling Shan quietly patted Aunt Song's hand. Her eyes were full of trust that made people feel at ease.
Whether it was for official business or personal matters, Ling Shan and the others naturally wouldn't let anything happen to the Song family mother and daughter.
After all, tonight's incident was purely an accident. They happened to run into it, which just saved them the trouble of getting close to the prefect's mansion.
For this reason, the Song family mother and daughter would be considered to have made contributions in front of Jun Wuyuan in the future. Naturally, they would be rewarded.
Of course, all this was for later.
At this moment, Jun Wuyuan accepted the olive branch thrown by Prefect Jiang and was just waiting for the fish to take the bait.
"Look, what's this?"