The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 53 Taking a step back, the more I think about it, the more angry I become

The next morning.

Wang Wen dressed neatly and led Xu Ergou and others back to the yamen to give an explanation to Zhao Zhiling and others.

As soon as he stepped through the gate of the Imperial Observatory, Wang Wen noticed that the atmosphere inside the yamen was different...

Xu Ergou also noticed it, his eyes darting around as he observed. Then, he quietly approached Wang Wen and whispered, "Brother, Master Cheng and Master Li's men are back...are they coming for us?"

Wang Wen looked at the dozens of veteran soldiers of the Western Army who were training on the training ground, and felt extremely aggrieved. He wanted to hold back his anger for a while, but the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

Then I thought, "Oh, that's not right. I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I be afraid of anything?"

As soon as he thought of this, he turned around and roared at Xu Ergou with a red face, "We weren't the ones who did the bad things, and we weren't the ones who resorted to trickery. They're not afraid of losing face in front of others, so what should we, heroes who have braved life and death, be afraid of?"

Xu Ergou was stunned for a second, then immediately understood what he meant and said loudly, "Sir, you can't say that. What if Master Cheng and Master Li also have their own difficulties?"

Wang Wen frowned and glared, "Just because you have your own reasons, you can plot against your own brothers? We're all men, why can't we just talk it out face to face? Why do you have to resort to such shameful tactics? If you keep playing like this, who will dare to trust their brothers in the future?"

Xu Ergou secretly gave him a thumbs-up and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hearing what you said, what they did was really dishonest. They obviously don't treat us brothers as their own family. What's the point? If you ask me, we might as well just throw away these clothes and go back to eating our hard-earned food!"

Wang Wen gave him an appreciative look and responded loudly, "It's a good match!"

The Cao Gang disciples surrounding the two of them also shouted loudly, "It's a match..."

At that moment, the old soldiers of the Western Army on the training ground, who were unaware of the situation, heard the sarcastic and heckling noises coming from their side and came over in twos and threes, feeling very unhappy and saying, "What are you whining about, you bad cowards?"

In this kind of situation, Wang Wen didn't even need to signal him. Xu Ergou had already stepped forward with his neck stiffened, and shouted defiantly, "We're just chatting about our own business. It's none of your business!"

The old soldiers of the Western Army were all furious when they heard this. They pushed and shoved and came forward, "You little bastard, who are you following?"

Seeing this, the Cao Gang disciples rolled up their sleeves and leaned behind Xu Ergou: "What's the matter? Don't you want to practice with me?"

"Come on, come on, I've never seen anything that's not afraid of death!"

"Then you'll see it today, Ergou, beat them..."

The two gangs huddled together noisily, and it looked like a vicious gang fight was about to develop.

At this moment, Cheng Xian's thunderous roar suppressed the noise in the room: "Shut the fuck up, everyone! What do you want to do? You want to take over the Xiaoying camp? How many heads do you have?"

When the old soldiers of the Western Army heard his roar, their fierce momentum suddenly weakened by three points. They all shut their mouths and retreated obediently.

Xu Ergou, who was in the center of the crowd, jumped up and glanced at Wang Wen behind him. Seeing that Wang Wen had a cold face and didn't say anything, he immediately stiffened his neck and leaned forward again: "Come on, aren't you arrogant? Come and kill me, quick! If I blink, I'll be your grandfather's son!"

"You fucking..."

The old soldiers of the Western Army, who had just stopped fighting, were about to get angry again when they heard his provocation.

Seeing this, Cheng Xian quickly looked at Wang Wen and said loudly: "Erhu, Ergou is ignorant, and you are also ignorant?"

Wang Wen gave him an expressionless look, then finally raised his hand and gestured to the Cao Gang disciples. Seeing this, Xu Ergou, who was in the crowd, immediately reached out and took the two wooden boxes from a brother, pushing through the crowd and handing them to him.

Wang Wen, carrying two wooden boxes, strode forward and slammed them heavily into Cheng Xian's arms, causing Cheng Xian to lose his balance and take two steps back. "You are the most ignorant!"

Cheng Xian instinctively caught the two wooden boxes. The familiar weight of the boxes made him guess what was inside immediately. He quickly shouted at Wang Wen's angry back, "Whose are these two heads?"

Wang Wen ignored him and walked straight towards the lobby with big strides.

Seeing this, Xu Ergou approached Cheng Xian with a drooping face and bowed, saying, "Master Cheng, one of these two dead heads belongs to Zhang Yuan, the leader of the Sanhe Gang, and was chopped off by Master Wang himself; the other belongs to Black Tiger Taoist, the leader of the Fire Hall branch of the White Lotus Sect..."

Cheng Xian looked at the honest face in front of him, which was full of smiles, and scolded with a mixture of anger and amusement: "Hey, just give us some peace of mind!"

Xu Ergou nodded and bowed, repeatedly responding: "Hey, hey, hey, don't worry, I will definitely make you worry less in the future, I will definitely make you worry less..."

Cheng Xian shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, turned around and hurried to the lobby with the two heads in his hands.

On the other side, Wang Wen angrily stepped into the lobby door and saw Zhao Zhiling, Master Shouan, and Li Heng sitting in the hall.

Including Cheng Xian who was outside the door, the only one absent from the entire Yangzhou Dusi Tianjian high-level officials was Taoist Ji Liang...

You know, yesterday, Zhao Zhiling was the only one sitting in the yamen.

"Hey, everyone's here today, huh?"

Wang Wen walked into the hall and said something in a veiled way before bowing to Zhao Zhiling in the hall with his fists clenched: "I am Wang Wen, your Excellency."

His attitude of being the first to complain confused the three people who were waiting for him to explain in the hall.

'no……'

"We haven't even started to make a move yet, why are you already shaking?"

The three of them muttered in unison.

At the right moment, Cheng Xian walked into the hall quickly, carrying two wooden boxes. He walked straight past Wang Wen, placed the two wooden boxes on the table, and whispered, "Sir, this is the head of Zhang Yuan, the leader of the Sanhe Gang, and Black Tiger Taoist, the leader of the White Lotus Sect in the city."

Zhao Zhiling stroked his beard and cast his gaze towards Wang Wen in the hall. After a few pauses of silence, he slowly spoke, "Erhu, since there are no outsiders here, I won't hide anything... Just these two heads won't be enough to settle the matter!"

Wang Wen frowned and glared at him twice, then suddenly turned around and strode to the door, grabbed the door with both hands and pulled hard.

There was a "bang" sound, and the four people in the hall trembled together, looking at Wang Wen with alert eyes...

Cheng Xian turned around and stood in front of Zhao Zhiling, saying in a deep voice: "Erhu, if you have something to say, please talk it over nicely. Don't mess around!"

Wang Wen ignored him and ran back to the hall. He looked up at Zhao Zhiling and said, "Since Lord Zhao has said that there are no outsiders here, I will not argue with you about the status of officials. Let's close the door and talk about things that only family members can talk about."

The four of them were stunned: "I (he) was just being polite, and you took it seriously?"

(End of this chapter)