Shipin Dalizheng

Chapter 31: The Rascal

Jin Yaoyang was furious. He didn't have the ability to do this, and neither did his men. But he had the advantage of being in numbers. Several guards stacked their hands on top of him, pulling him up. Finally, Jin Yaoyang climbed to the top of the wall and turned over to climb down from the other side.

Unexpectedly, Rong Tang did not go far, but was waiting on the other side of the wall. When he saw him coming down the wall, he started beating him up, and Jin Yaoyang screamed in pain.

The men inside the wall were extremely anxious after hearing the young master's miserable cries. They helped each other to climb up the wall as well. This time they fell into the hands of Rong Qi and Rong Wu. They took advantage of their rest and attacked anyone who showed his head. Soon they beat all the servants and guards on the wall like playing whack-a-mole, and made them have bruises all over their heads. They fell into the wall wailing and couldn't get out.

Jin Yaoyang became the only unlucky guy who was beaten outside and had no power to fight back until people from the alleys on both sides swarmed in. Rong Tang pulled an arrow from Jin Yaoyang's quiver and stabbed it into Jin Yaoyang's butt.

Jin Yaoyang let out a long and painful scream.

Rong Tang turned around and ran again, not forgetting to greet Rong Qi and Rong Wu.

Jin Yaoyang gritted his teeth and pointed in the direction he fled, "Chase him, kill him, kill him."

After leaving the main street, there were alleys behind. Rong Tang and the other two were running around with hundreds of guards. When they met someone on a narrow road, as long as there were not too many people on the opposite side, they would go up and beat them up. If there were too many people, they would turn around and run away, not being too aggressive.

In less than half an hour, only half of the hundred or so people in the Jin family were able to move.

During this period, Rong Tang was also beaten. His clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and his face was stained with blood from someone unknown.

I don’t know when it started, but among the people chasing them, there were a few who were quite skilled and entangled Rong Qi and Rong Wu.

The servants of the Jin family also learned their lesson. They no longer scattered and chased, but always gathered in one place and chased desperately.

Rong Tang was immediately outnumbered. No matter how good he was at fighting, he couldn't withstand a continuous attack from dozens of people.

I ran for an unknown amount of time before I came to a flower wall. From inside, I could hear the laughter of many girls. Looking around, I saw that the area around the wall was empty. There were no alleys left to hide in for guerrilla warfare.

Rong Tang was surrounded by a group of people and slowly forced towards the wall.

Jin Yaoyang, surrounded by his men, walked over with a dark face and said with a sinister grin, "Rong Tang, I wonder where you can escape to."

Rong Tang smoothed his messy hair with his fingers, suddenly turned around and jumped, grabbed the flower wall, and flipped in with two quick flips.

Jin Yaoyang's expression changed. "Surround them. Go and inform this family to catch the thief. If he gets away, they'll be the ones to blame."

His personal servant limped over and said, "Master, this is the residence of Lord Tang, the Minister of Works. Today is the day his second daughter comes of age, and they're having a banquet!"

"Doctor of the Ministry of Works? Tang Buyun's third uncle!"

He recalled that the three of them went hunting together yesterday, Zheng Changning ran away on his frightened horse, and Tang Buyun also left him behind, leaving him alone kneeling in the cemetery for several hours without a drop of water.

He couldn't do anything to Zheng Changning, so how could he not control the fifth or sixth rank officials?

"Someone, rush in and search."

"Master, Master."

The servant earnestly advised, "Master Tang is, after all, an official appointed by the imperial court. As long as the message is passed properly, I'm sure he won't shield the thieves who jumped over the wall into the mansion. This time, if we catch Rong Tang and beat him to death, no one will be able to accuse the young master of any wrongdoing."

"That's what you said."

Jin Yaoyang covered his buttocks tremblingly. The arrow had been pulled out and blood was flowing down his trouser legs.

Hatred filled his heart and murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.

Rong Tang climbed into the courtyard and found that this was the back garden of someone's house. In the pavilion in the middle of the garden, there were more than a dozen girls in colorful clothes laughing and joking, and bursts of laughter could be heard.

Someone teased one of them with a sweet smile, "Sister Tiantian, today is your coming-of-age day. Make a wish and let us know what kind of husband you want to find."

Nowadays, when noble ladies in the capital gather together, anyone who has reached the age of marriage will have a ceremony to worship Yue Lao, and the younger sisters of the same age will ask the young girl what wish she has made.

The girl being questioned was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a bright and beautiful face. She was wearing a light purple silk dress with flowers that never fell to the ground. She looked like a noble lady from an ancient official family in every way, except for her curly and swirling hair, which was particularly dramatic. She looked like a fashionable modern girl who insisted on imitating others by wearing Hanfu, which was a bit funny.

And when the girl started to speak, she stuttered a little, "I, I want to marry a, a, hero. A, a, great hero."

She was responded with the undisguised laughter of a group of little girls, and there was really no kindness in their laughter.

Rong Tang's embarrassed figure was discovered by the maids scattered around, who shouted, "Who is it? Come here, come quickly, there are thieves entering the house."

Breaking into someone's backyard is a serious crime. Rong Tang wanted to run away quickly before others recognized him, but there were already servants from the Jin family climbing over the flower wall behind him, so he couldn't go back the same way.

The only way now is to go through the pavilion, hide in the house and then think of a solution.

He pulled a strand of his messy hair in front of him, covering half of his face, and said, "Excuse me, ladies, please get out of the way," and ran straight towards the pavilion.

The maids, old women and young ladies in the garden screamed in fear and ran around in all directions. In a flash, when the other young ladies scattered in all directions, the curly-haired girl seemed to be out of control and pounced on him with screams.

Rong Tang could have dodged it, but if he had, the girl would have fallen headfirst onto the ground. With the Lingling rockery rocks stacked beside her, the fall would have been a heavy one.

Rong Tang subconsciously reached out to hug her. He was a policeman in his previous life. Protecting others, especially women, was a responsibility engraved in his bones.

The girl threw herself heavily into his arms with great force. Even though Rong Tang had prepared in advance, he was still thrown to the ground. The back of his head was only two inches away from the rockery, and he felt a dull pain.

The girl threw herself into his arms, waving and grabbing her hands and even pulling open Rong Tang's clothes, revealing a deep V, exposing her collarbone and a hint of autumn light.

Rong Tang felt like he was going to be socially dead and couldn't help but close his eyes.

Unexpectedly, although the girl was rescued, her reaction seemed to be even more devastated. She screamed in fear and scratched several bloody marks on Rong Tang's chest with her claws.

Another sharp female voice rang out, "Oh my God, sister, you have been molested by a rapist. You are no longer innocent."

The girl on Rong Tang was even more grief-stricken, and her emotions were doubly out of control. Rong Tang pushed her aside before she could hurt herself, and looked at the girl in red who was talking nonsense, staring at her fiercely.

If he saw correctly, she was the one who pushed the curly-haired girl on purpose.

"Who is the rapist? Don't talk nonsense."

The red-dressed girl seemed eager to ruin the curly-haired girl's reputation. She sneered, "Why don't you take a piss and reflect on your own behavior? You're disheveled, acting like a scoundrel. You climbed over the wall to break into my house and publicly insulted my second sister. Aren't you still a rapist?"