If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Mid-autumn solstice, before sunset, at the temple fair, a handsome young man in Tsing Yi was dangling with his arms folded.

Anle touched the thick layer on his face. Although he had smeared something on his face, it only made his skin look sallow. The real Anle does not have so much silver to buy.

Before sunset, An Le ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles in a small restaurant. After An An settled the payment, he threw himself into the lively crowd.

Seeing the little kids running around, An Le thought it was very interesting. When she got tired from walking, she turned into a restaurant, and after eating, she wandered into the crowd again.

When An Le was watching a group of sugar men with great interest, the crowd became extremely noisy.

"catch him!"

An Le raised her head from the group of beautiful sugar men when she heard the excessively noisy screams in the crowd.

Before he could clearly see what happened, a flash of black shadow hit An Le's shoulder painfully.

"Quick! Catch him!" A woman with a golden hairpin on her head showed her face from the crowd, her demeanor could be regarded as graceful, the golden hairpin showed her status as a noble lady, and she was anxiously trying to push away the crowd.

An Le stretched out his hand subconsciously, grabbed the arm of the shadow that was about to flee, and roughly pulled him back.

The man was caught off guard, his center of gravity was unstable, An Le easily dragged him back, and the silk ribbon covering his face slipped down.

The woman with the gold hairpin finally came running over with her skirt in hand, "Minister, thank you first."

An Le blinked, and glanced at the woman's dress, which was a little worn out and completely out of tune with the gold hairpin on her head. He said calmly, "What did he do?"

The man threw An Le's hand away, but he kicked him on the ground.

An Le stepped on the man's back mercilessly, "Is it stealing?" An Le asked, picking up the jade bracelet that fell from the man's arms.

The woman hurriedly said: "This is exactly the bracelet of a folk girl."

The woman was about to take it, but An Le withdrew her hand.

The woman frowned and said angrily, "Why don't you return the son to the daughter?"

An Le stomped on the person under her feet, "Did you steal it from her?"

The woman said angrily, "Master, do you think I'm lying?"

And the man played dead.

Anle kicked again.

The man continued to play dead.

An Le kicked the man unconscious, and then glanced at the gathered crowd, "Who can testify that this is the woman's bracelet?"

The crowd was noisy, but no one stood up.

The woman pursed her lips and stared at An Le.

An Le touched the bracelet and said, "It seems that no one can prove it. Then whose property is it?"

The woman clutched the hem of the skirt in her hand, her expression was not good, "This is really something for women."

An Le raised her eyebrows, and the woman sneered, "Could it be that the young master wants to take this jade bracelet for himself? I thought you were a brave knight, but in the end you still want to take it for yourself?"

Naturally, no one can prove it's yours anyway.

An Le is silent.

"Is there no one to comment?" The woman turned to the crowd angrily.

An Le looked at her coldly and sighed, "If you say it's yours, I'll give it to you." After finishing speaking, she slowly passed the jade bracelet in her hand.

The woman gave a cold snort of disdain, and reached out to take it, but was stopped again.

An Le frowned and looked at the hand holding his wrist. Following that hand, An Le saw a pure white mink fur, a black cloak draped over his shoulders, and a handsome face.

An Le: "..."

The woman raised her eyes viciously, "What is this young man doing?"

The county magistrate: "..."

"Young master is walking so fast." The servant next to the county magistrate ran over panting.

The county magistrate held An Le's wrist and tugged it back.

Anle withdrew her hand obediently.

The little servant stumbled through the crowd and came to the county magistrate.

He supported his knees, lowered his head and asked, "Did the young master catch that thief?"

The county magistrate glanced at the woman, and the woman immediately turned pale when she saw those eyes. When his eyes fell on the man in black at An Le's feet, the man was still awake——

"What's wrong with him?" came the cold voice of the county magistrate.

An Le said lightly: "I kicked him unconscious."

The boy raised his head, glanced around, pointed at the pale woman, and said sharply, "That's her!"

An Le kicked the person under her feet, "What about him?"

The boy glanced at An Le, "I saw this man robbing the young master." He pointed at the woman.

The county magistrate looked at the woman indifferently. The woman had long lost her previous aura, and now she was shaking like a sieve.

"Then this jade bracelet is yours?" An Le looked at the county magistrate.

The county magistrate shifted his gaze to An Le's face, and said after a long silence: "Yes."

"Then please take it, don't pull my wrist, it hurts." An Le said bluntly.

The servant gave him a dark look, and said in a very low voice, "Why did you talk to my son!"

An Le raised an eyebrow.

The county magistrate finally let go, took the jade bracelet and put it back in his sleeve.

"Take it back." The county magistrate said.

Three men who looked like fast catchers came out, and carried the two men back viciously.

"Young master, do you still want to continue visiting the temple fair?" the boy asked.

The county magistrate nodded, and quickly bought a candy figurine from the shop behind Anle, and handed it to him under Anle's flattered eyes.

An Le didn't answer, he stared blankly at those indifferent black eyes, as if he wanted him to explain, but the servant at the side had already called out: "Master?"

The county magistrate lived up to everyone's expectations and said, "Your reward."

An Le: "..."

That's really thanks to the Lord Ron——