Chapter 5 If apology is useful, what do you need power for?
Evening.
As the afterglow of the setting sun dissipated and the low chime of the Shenlong Temple clock resounded throughout the city, night fell.
The capital of Dayu unveiled its bustling and bustling veil.
The streets are packed with pedestrians and the shops along the streets are brightly lit.
Dingfeng Tower is one of the famous restaurants in the capital. Ning'an County Prince is hosting a banquet here tonight.
"Xilulu."
The carriage stopped, and a servant in blue opened the curtain. Zhao Duan, who had changed into casual clothes, stepped out of the car. He looked up and saw the red lanterns hanging high in the restaurant, the red painted wooden pillars, and the carved attic. He said: "Waiting outside. "
"Yes!" the slave responded.
Then a shopkeeper wearing a hat and a smile on his face came out of the restaurant:
"Zhao Shijun is here to visit you. I am very lucky to have this house."
Zhao Duan imitated the original owner's demeanor, without even looking at him, he stepped straight in and walked towards the private room upstairs.
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In the private room.
A table was filled with delicacies, and there was only one person drinking wine alone.
Wang Xian, the "son of Ning'an County", is a middle-aged man in his forties.
He has a slim figure, wears silk and satin, and sits in an elegant posture. His hands hanging down from his knees hold a folding fan with carved ivory bones.
The cost is high.
Seeing Zhao Duan entering the door, he said coldly:
"Your Majesty is such a busy man, I thought you wouldn't come."
Zhao Duzong ignored this and went straight to the table. He put his sword aside and Shi Shiran held it and started to pick up the food.
Since crossing over, he has not had enough water or rice, so he is indeed hungry.
"Wait!"
However, the next second, the chopsticks he was using to pick up food were suddenly pressed down by a folding fan!
Wang Xian had a cold face, faintly angry:
"You can't hear me? Do you really think I'm inviting you to dinner? You know, there is no free meal or free money in this world."
Zhao Duan raised his eyelids and finally looked at the other party:
"What's the meaning?"
It seemed that his calm appearance made the other party feel annoyed that he was being ignored. Wang Xian's cheek muscles twitched and he shouted:
"Are you pretending to be stupid? You don't know the purpose of my visit? Why haven't you taken any action on the things I asked you to do a few days ago?
In the capital, there are rules and regulations, and people can get money easily, but people still refuse to help, and they refuse to respond to repeated urgings. Isn’t it appropriate to say that this is going to break the heavens? ! "
He narrowed his eyes, half threatening, half sarcastic:
"Don't forget, I also have evidence that you took advantage of it... Today, I'm going to ask you face to face, is it because you don't want to do it, or are you unable to do it?
If it's the latter, just return the deposit quickly. , and save other people’s lives!”
Let’s get straight to the point!
Anyway, the soundproofing is good, so there is no need to be secretive.
Zhao Duan calmly opened the folding fan and slowly picked up a piece of Dingfenglou's signature lamb. It was tender and fragrant and melted in your mouth.
When the feeling of hunger subsided, he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said: "You didn't have this attitude when you met me before."
Based on his status, according to common sense, even if he doesn't do anything, the other party's attitude will not be so bad.
Wang Xian snorted coldly and said in a strange tone:
"I know that you have a great reputation. I heard that you even dared to rob Zhao Yamen's cases, and even got away and rebelled against the party."
...The news spread so quickly? So, the other person thought something was going to happen to me, so that’s why his attitude changed? Are you asking for a deposit because you are afraid of losing both people and money?
Zhao Duan said calmly:
"It seems that you are not very well-informed. Otherwise, you should know that I will enter the palace in the afternoon to meet the saint."
Wang Xian was stunned for a moment, and his expression softened: "Your Majesty...are you okay?"
Zhao Duan glanced at him: "If something happens, can I still come to the banquet?"
What he was betting on was that Wang Xian only knew a little bit about the situation and didn't understand the situation.
The capital is very big, and if a brick is thrown, it can hit four or five dog officials. Not to mention that it only happened half a day ago, so the news spreads slowly.
Even if word spreads, the vast majority of officials cannot reach the heights of a temple.
Many people in later generations will always have the illusion that important people are very close to them.
But in fact, a boss who is ridiculed by netizens, or even a top Internet celebrity, can use resources and is in a class that is unimaginable for ordinary people.
Ning'an County Prince is a big shot to ordinary people.
But given his status, he never had the chance to see the true appearance of the empress throughout his life.
Hearing this, Wang Xian's aura weakened as expected: "So..."
Zhao Duan struck while the iron was hot and gave the other party reassurance: "Don't worry, I have been chasing the rebels these days and have no time for him. Now that I have my hands free, I will handle what you said." Wang Xian saw that he was calm and composed. I already believed it 80% of the time, so I simply borrowed the donkey from the slope, gave a gentle "grace", and said arrogantly: "It's good to have your words."
With that said, he stood up and said goodbye - as a middleman, when there was progress, he also wanted to appease the "buyer".
"Wait a minute."
However, as soon as he took a step, he was stopped.
"Is there anything else?" he asked with a frown.
Zhao Duan, who was sitting at the table, put down his wine cup:
"Your story is over, but what happened when you yelled and threatened me just now? Should that be forgotten?"
Wang Xian showed displeasure, but he still bowed his hand:
"I have been rude a lot before, and I hope you will forgive me."
"That's it?" Zhao Duan smiled half-heartedly.
Wang Xian's face darkened: "Isn't an apology enough?"
Zhao Duan did not answer, but stood up slowly and straightened his belt.
Just when the latter was confused, without warning, a burst of Qi from Zhao Duan's lower abdomen poured into his meridians, and he kicked out with lightning speed!
“Bang!”
Wang Xian screamed and flew backwards, smashing the door of the private room with a bang, and fell in the corridor, bowed like a shrimp, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale!
“Ah!!”
"Hitting someone..."
There was chaos downstairs, the guests screamed, and the restaurant owner hurriedly ran up the stairs, glanced at it, and turned back, prohibiting outsiders from going upstairs and pretending that nothing happened.
"Ugh...you dare...you dare to hit Xungui?!" Wang Xian struggled to get up and shouted in disbelief.
He knew that the empress had a reputation for being arrogant and domineering, but he never expected that she would dare to attack him.
However, the next second, his curse words were blocked in his throat, and Zhao Duan drew out his saber at some point and put it against his neck.
Cold sweat.
"I...I am the son of Ning'an County..."
Zhao Duan bent down, put his ear to the ear of the middle-aged noble, and said softly:
"If an apology is useful, what do you need power for?"
"Honorable Sir?" Hey, a run-down county in a remote area dares to challenge me? Do you really think that wearing silk and satin and doing things for officials makes you a person?
“People need to be self-aware.”
Wang Xian trembled and his lips turned white.
Zhao Duan smiled, patted his face with the blade of the sword, and said:
"I will do what I promised. As for the rude thing you just did..."
He casually picked up the ivory folding fan from the sawdust on the ground and put it away:
"This is an apology."
Immediately, he sheathed the knife and stepped downstairs. After taking two steps, he thought of something and said without looking back:
"By the way, remember to pay the money for repairing the door to the restaurant."
After saying that, he went downstairs and left.
Only Ning'an county man was left, his face flushed and he slowly stood up, his chest heaved and his eyes were about to burst, but he finally swallowed back the curse words:
"A gentleman's revenge is never too late..."
"Anyone who commits unrighteousness will be punished by his own death..."
At this time, the shopkeeper cautiously went upstairs: "Xianzi Wang, you..."
Wang Xian was hysterical: "Get out!"
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Outside Dingfeng Tower.
The moment Zhao Duan got into the carriage, all the pretense of domineering and arrogance disappeared. He leaned on the soft cushions and let out a deep breath.
He laughed at himself: "I was walking on thin ice in my previous life, but I have the opportunity to act recklessly in this life. Does this mean I have become the most annoying person?"
He shook his head and refused to be mentally exhausted.
The purpose of staging this act was not only to use Wang Xian to send a signal to the outside world that he was still confident, but also to stimulate the other party so as to gain greater credit.
"Boom!"
Not long after, someone knocked on the carriage, and immediately, the dark-skinned Zhu Kui got in.
Zhao Duan: "How is it?"
Zhu Kui: "Wang Xian has left. Our people are watching according to your instructions."
"Well done," Zhao Duan nodded with satisfaction. Seeing that the latter was hesitant to speak, he asked:
"Is there anything else?"
Zhu Kui said:
"Your Excellency, I accidentally discovered that Zhang Changshuo's hypocrite's subordinates were also peeping in the dark, and they were suspected of using magic scrolls to record your meeting with Wang Xian."
(End of chapter)