A car accident, our family of three crossed

Wan Baolu showed off his prowess in the brothel, and when he came out, a day and a night had passed.

What do you mean he can't lift it? It's kidney deficiency. He's fine! Now thinking about it, he was actually frightened by the old man's words.

He was standing on the street, feeling refreshed and thinking about taking some people to the county jail to get back his revenge, when his men came and told him the news that Zhang Cuiju was beaten in Shangtang Village.

After returning to Zhang Cuiju's yard and asking about the whole story, and seeing her applying a hot towel to half of her face, Wan Baolu not only did not comfort her, but laughed heartily, "Hahaha, such a tough beauty, I love her so much."

Zhang Cuiju applied facial mask and said pitifully, "Sir, I got beaten because of you, and you're still laughing at me."

Wan Baolu was so happy that he hugged her in his arms and kissed her, "Oh! You've worked so hard, Ju'er. When I get this beauty, I'll compensate you."

"Now, I'll take you to a good place."

"Where are you taking me?" Zhang Cuiju asked curiously. Her face was still swollen. How could she face people in this state?

"Let's go to the county jail. Didn't Lady Song beat you? I'll take you to her husband to seek justice."

When Zhang Cuiju heard him say that he would take her to the county jail, her eyes lit up. She was actually looking forward to seeing how miserable Hang Shuheng looked in the jail.

Wan Baolu immediately gathered people and led Zhang Cuiju to the county jail. Zhang Cuiju did not want to make a fool of herself in front of Hang Shuheng, so she found a veil and put it on her face.

The group rushed into the county jail as if they were entering their own yard. Seeing this, several constables who were wandering around nearby couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I'm afraid our county jail will have to change its name to Wan."

The person who spoke was Constable Wang. His companion beside him elbowed him and said, "Brother, don't say such things carelessly, or you will get into trouble."

A constable on the other side also sarcastically said, "He really treats the county jail as his own home! I don't know what he wants to do with so many people."

Constable Wang thought for a moment and guessed that it was probably related to Hang Shuheng. "Let's go in and take a look."

"Why should we join in the fun? We should not miss out on enjoying the fun and end up getting into trouble." The constable, who believed that it was none of his business, said these words with disdain, but he walked honestly along with the crowd.

In the prison, Hang Shuheng was playing chess with an old man he had just met across the wooden stakes in the cell. This old man was just like the old patriarch of the village, a terrible chess player who was both incompetent and playful.

The two friends of different ages were having a great time when a group of people came in noisily to spoil the fun. Coincidentally, Hang Shuheng made a move and ended the game.

"Thank you, old man."

The old man was unhappy about losing the game, and inevitably got angry. He angrily messed up the chessboard, and then yelled at the group of people outside the cell: "I wonder why you guys are so depressing. I lost the game, it's all your fault."

Wan Baolu walked in front with a happy face, while Zhang Cuiju held his hand and walked closely beside him.

Outsiders would never have thought that these two people could live so comfortably in prison. They don't look like they are in jail at all.

"Very comfortable?" Seeing them living comfortably, Wan Baolu's face darkened and he angrily asked the jailer: "Where did this chessboard come from? Who provided them with the chessboard?"

The jailer on duty today was dissatisfied, but because he was the brother-in-law of the county magistrate, he did not dare to refute too much. The chessboard was originally used by them to kill time when they were on duty. Today, the old man saw them playing chess and got addicted to it, so he spent money to borrow it from them. I didn't expect that this old man could still hide money on him after entering the prison.

Facing Wan Baolu's questioning, the jailer looked away and said guiltily, "I lent them the chessboard."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face. "How can you be a prison boss? They are prisoners, they are prisoners, and prisoners should act like prisoners."

The jailer who was slapped and scolded dared not say anything but kept nodding his head to show that he knew he was wrong.

"Master Wan, no matter how humble the jailer's status is, he is still an official from the yamen, not a servant in your family. How can you beat him whenever you want?" Hang Shuheng's cold voice came over, interrupting Wan Baolu's scolding.

The jailer gave Hang Shuheng a grateful look. For people like them living at the bottom of society, when has anyone ever cared about their feelings? They didn't expect that someone would speak up for them today.

Hang Shuheng glanced at the jailer and said seriously, "Brothers, since you are officials of the government, you should know how to use the laws of our dynasty to protect yourself. I am not talented, but I am familiar with the laws of our dynasty. If you have any questions, I can help you."

"For example, Young Master Wan, a commoner, openly beat up a government official. According to the law, he should be sentenced to 30 strokes of the cane and more than one year of hard labor..." Hang Shuheng explained the law in a torrent of words.

"Mr. Hang, stop making alarmist remarks here. I don't care about the law or not. In Pingyang County, I have the final say." Wan Baolu said in an arrogant tone.

Hang Shuheng was not afraid and taunted: "Those who know you know that you are Young Master Wan, and those who don't know you think you are the Emperor Wansui. You are so majestic!"

Wan Baolu didn't know that Hang Shuheng was setting a trap for him, so he foolishly jumped into it and said smugly, "So what if I become the emperor of Pingyang County?"

Once these words were spoken, it was considered extremely treasonous. The officials present couldn't help but look at each other in confusion, thinking that this student named Hang was no ordinary person!

Sure enough, Hang Shuheng was surprised as if he had suddenly realized something and said, "Oh! So your Wan family is planning a rebellion. You are so bold."

"You...you tricked me." Wan Baolu realized belatedly at this moment that he was being led by the nose, and he was immediately furious: "Go, open the door for me." Now that he had many people with him, he had to teach this ignorant man a lesson himself.

"This……"

The jailer was hesitant and reluctant to open the door. At this time, Constable Wang spoke up: "Master Wan, this is against the rules. You brought so many people into the prison today, which was against the rules. Now you want to open the prisoner's cell door. Do you want to set up a private court?"

"Who the hell are you? How dare you teach me a lesson?" Seeing that the jailer was unwilling to open the door, Wan Baolu pulled off the key tied to his waist and opened the door himself.

"Hang, you had more people than me that day in Shangtang Village, and I suffered at your hands. Today I want to see how capable you are." He waved his hand and ordered his men to come forward, "Go, control this Hang Tongsheng for me. I want to teach him a lesson myself."