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Chapter 109: Conflict
"Don't call me Miss anymore. It makes me feel like I'm only three years old," Tang Zhao ordered. "Just like Nanny Song, call me Miss."

"Yes, girl!"

Tang Zhao looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "You are the leader. What's your name?"

"My subordinate is Song Jia."

Tang Zhao pointed and said, "Then your name is Song Bing, right?"

The man who was called nodded.

Tang Zhao shook his head. "That won't do. Your name sounds impressive, and your surname is Song. How is that any different from running out and shouting that you're from the General Protector's Mansion?"

Song Jia said, "Please Xiaoxiao, the young lady will change her name."

"You don't need to change your name, just your surname will do," Tang Zhao asked. "What's your surname?"

Song Jia shook his head, "All of us subordinates are orphans, and our names were given by the old general and the old lady."

"Everything in the past is like yesterday's death, and everything in the future is like today's birth. You regard Wuwei as your home, so for now, you can take Wu as your surname," Tang Zhao promised. "In the future, I will let you change your surname back to Song."

"I obey my orders!"

With the protection of his grandparents, Tang Zhao was extremely happy. Even when Song Jia, no, Wu Jia asked him countless stupid questions, Tang Zhao answered them with a smile.

"Do you understand everything?"

Wu Jia scratched his head.

Tang Zhao comforted her, "It's okay, just listen to Mama and Chunfeng."

Wu Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that it was getting late, Tang Zhao was afraid that if he stayed any longer Chao Yi would demolish the house, so he left Chunfeng, Xia Mo and Wu Jia and others to clean up the yard, and he got on the carriage and returned home.

Wu Yier and Wu Bingsan secretly escorted them from behind.

Not far from the Wuwei government office, two dirty children were lying at the entrance of the alley, watching the carriages passing by on the street.

The younger child said, "Brother Lai Zi, are we really going to do this? When Lord Lu sent us food a month ago, he repeatedly warned us not to do anything bad again."

The little lecher asked, "Then where are we going to get the money?"

The child scratched his head.

The little lecher comforted him, "I promise, this is the last time."

The child muttered, "That's what you said last time when you stole money from that old woman."

The little beggar slapped him with an unhappy look.

The child smiled ingratiatingly, "Brother Lai, there are so many carriages on the street, what kind should we look for?"

"Rich, gorgeous, and most importantly, without many guards," the little beggar stared at the vehicles coming and going. "If the driver was a woman, it would be even better."

"How is that possible!" The child became more and more discouraged as he listened. "Rich people are always surrounded by guards and servants when they go out. When we were begging before, we were chased away before we even touched the carriage."

"Why not?" The little beggar's eyes lit up and he pointed, "Look, here it comes."

The child stood on tiptoe to look, and saw a large vermilion carriage slowly approaching: the horses were tall and handsome, bright red tassels with green stones hung on the four corners of the carriage, and there was a large bird that had never been seen before carved out of green wood on the roof.

The child opened his mouth wide. He had been hanging around the streets for seven or eight years, but this was the first time he had seen such a beautiful carriage.

The little leper reached out to help him close his mouth, "Give it to me."

The child carefully pulled out a worn water bag from his bosom and handed it to him. The little beggar took the bag, poured the chicken blood from it onto his exposed calf, then raised his head and took the remaining blood in his mouth. He casually threw the bag back to the child and ran towards the gorgeous carriage.

When the carriage passed the alley, a dirty child suddenly appeared and ran straight towards the carriage. Dongmei immediately pulled the reins tight, "Whoa!"

The tall horse neighed and stopped suddenly.

Tang Zhao, who was sitting in the car, supported Nanny Song, who was leaning forward due to inertia, with one hand and held the car with the other. After Nanny Song sat down, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Dongmei looked expressionlessly at the child who had clearly not been hit but had spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground pretending to be dead, "Girl, this little beggar is blackmailing you."

Blackmail? Tang Zhao opened the car window and saw a child lying on the ground covered in blood. He frowned and asked, "Are you sure you didn't hit him?"

Dongmei nodded, "I guarantee that the carriage didn't even touch a hair on his head."

Tang Zhaoan calmed down and watched with interest the child lying on the street as more and more people gathered around him.

"What's going on? Why is this kid lying on the ground? And he's bleeding so much."

"Of course it was hit by the carriage!"

"Oh, what a sin!" a woman who was watching the scene said, pointing at Dongmei, who was standing motionless beside the carriage, and Tang Zhao, who was sitting inside the carriage and had nothing to do with it. "This person is so heartless. He hit someone and didn't even bother to rush to the hospital. He just stood there and watched."

"You're not trying to kill him, are you? He's just a beggar, and there's no one to take care of him if he dies."

"Who said there's no one to take charge?" One citizen pointed at the nearby Wuwei government office and said indignantly, "With Lord Lu, the upright judge, here, I don't believe we can't bring these villains to justice!"

"I'll go tell Lord Lu now!"

The villain Tang Zhao watched the people with a strong sense of justice run to the Wuwei government office.

When the little beggar lying on the ground pretending to be dead heard that they were looking for Lord Lu, he cursed the meddlesome man's ancestors in his heart and pretended to have just woken up and struggled to sit up.

The child who had been waiting in the alley pinched his thigh hard and ran away crying, "Brother! What's wrong with you?"

"I, I was hit by a carriage. My body hurts so much!" The little beggar tried to stand up, but fell back to the ground, clutching his bleeding leg and shouting, "Leg! My leg is broken!"

"Brother!" The child hugged the little beggar and cried loudly, pointing at Tang Zhao in the carriage and shouting, "Bad guys! You bad guys! You broke my brother's leg! You have to compensate my brother!"

Dongmei's eyes fell on the child's outstretched finger.

The child's heart skipped a beat and he immediately withdrew his hand, his crying becoming several degrees quieter.

The little beggar was so disappointed that he could only say to himself, "You broke my leg, you must pay for it! My leg is very precious, and I have to earn money to feed my younger brothers and sisters!"

Tang Zhao rested his chin on his right hand and looked at them with interest.

The little leper said swiftly, "Since you didn't do it on purpose, if you pay me fifty, no, one hundred taels of silver, I will be merciful and not report you to the authorities."

"If you don't give it to me," the little beggar snorted, "I'll go and complain to Lord Lu, saying that you deliberately wanted to kill me, and have Lord Lu arrest you all and throw you in jail!"

Tang Zhao couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing that the girl was so happy even though she was being blackmailed, Nanny Song wanted to see who was so capable. But when she looked out, she saw a familiar dirty face.

Nanny Song patted the car and said, "It's you!"

"You little brat, you stole an old woman's purse. She didn't hold it against you, but kindly let you go and gave you some money. But you didn't repent, and instead you went even further and blackmailed me!"

Zhao Zhao: A great collection of ancient scenes of fraud.

The kid hasn't even grown all his hair yet, and he still dares to try to touch me?
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