After I got into the drama, I led the plot astray

Seeing that I was reluctant to accept his proposal, Zheng Xian immediately pulled my sleeve and said, "Come on, come on, I will take you to eat something delicious."

I automatically ignored the word "朕" that slipped out of his mouth, and asked uncontrollably, "What do you want to eat?"

Zheng Xian still pulled my sleeve and said, "What do you want to eat, little brother?"

I have been craving for the drunken fish at Wangyue Tower for a long time. Since someone is treating me, I can’t be polite. So I said, “I want to go to Wangyue Tower to eat drunken fish.”

"Drunken fish? Drunken fish is too ordinary. I'll take you to eat something better than drunken fish." Zheng Xian said.

I said, "I have never eaten drunken fish. I don't have money. I heard from others that a drunken fish costs dozens of taels of silver. I can't afford it."

Zheng Xian said: "A few dozen taels of silver are nothing. I have plenty of money. I will make sure you have enough to eat."

Zheng Xian is tall, handsome, and well-proportioned. His long legs make him look very slender, like a graceful and elegant young man, and not like a middle-aged man in his forties at all.

He is also eloquent and has a great gift for speaking. He has his own way of speaking. No matter what you say, he can always pick up the conversation and will never let the atmosphere get dull.

I was brought to a house by Zheng Xian in a daze, amid his sweet talk.

The facade of this house is similar to that of the general's mansion, but there is no plaque on the door beam.

Normally, the owner of such a grand house would like to hang a plaque on the door lintel to show off his status.

But the owner of this house was strange. Not only did he not hang a plaque, but his door was also closed and there was not even a guard at the door.

I looked at the house and said, "This restaurant is a bit out of the way. Will anyone come to eat here?"

In modern Beijing's alleys, many courtyard houses have been converted into private restaurants, and many people go there to eat.

But this was in ancient times, when restaurants were all opened on the streets, and there was no such thing as private cooking. This boss was special, not only did he open the restaurant in such a remote place, but he also closed the door and didn't even have a greeter.

Zheng Xian said: "It will happen. Aren't we here?"

After Zheng Xian finished speaking, he let go of the hand that had been tightly holding my sleeve, walked to the front door, and knocked hard on the copper ring on the door, shouting as he knocked: "Your uncle, I'm back, open the door quickly!"

After Zheng Xian finished shouting, he quickly ran to my side and hid behind me.

Seeing him acting suspiciously, I felt something was wrong and quickly pulled Yiping behind me.

The door of the house was opened with a bang, and more than a dozen ferocious-looking guards holding long sticks rushed out!

These guards are dressed exactly the same as the group just now!

I looked at Zheng Xian in disbelief.

Zheng Xian smiled at me and said harmlessly, "One of my servants was captured by them. If you help me rescue him, I will treat you to a drunken fish dinner."

Your sister Zuiyu, how dare you lie to me!

I glared at him fiercely and said, "No matter whether you are the emperor or not, I want to beat him up right now!"

Zheng Xian had sensed my anger, so he grabbed Yi Ping and ran away, shouting, "We'll be waiting for you at Wangyue Building!"

"Hey, don't run!" I was so angry. If you want to run, just run. Why did you want to take my Yiping away?

What a sinister and cunning villain!

I also wanted to run, but I was surrounded by people.

One of them pointed at me and said, "That's him. He was the one who injured Coach Hong."

When the other older man heard this, his face darkened and he said, "If he can find this place, we must not let him go. Let's all attack him together and beat him to death before reporting to the master."

When everyone heard this, they swung their sticks and hit me on the head.

I had three fights in less than a day. Did God send me to this place just to fight?

Who on earth did I offend? This bad luck is even darker than the bottom of a pot!

Before I could figure it out, I got hit on the shoulder.

Although I can bear it because I am fat, it still hurts.

I screamed in pain, and then other sticks fell on me.

They wanted me dead, so they hit me without mercy. The sticks hit me with a "bang bang bang" sound, and it hurt so much that tears came out of my eyes.

Damn Zheng Xian, if I die, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!

I was screaming in my heart!

I endured the severe pain, blocked several falling sticks with my backhand, and grabbed the sweeping sticks with my other hand. With a roar of "Ah", I clamped them hard, picked up those people with a fork, turned around on the spot, and swept all of them away.

I threw the forks away with all my strength, then picked up a stick and hit the people who fell to the ground and had no time to get up.

As waves of shrill screams rang out, most of the people were beaten by me and fell to the ground, holding their heads and screaming in pain.

The remaining few who were not hit by me were so scared that they ran back into the house, slammed the door, and ignored the people outside.

I was beaten for no reason and was so angry that I lost my mind. I held the stick tightly, screamed "Ah", and rushed towards the house.

The doors of ancient houses were very thick and the bolts were also very sturdy. I pushed with all my strength, but I only made the door shake but couldn't open it at all.

I became even angrier and took out all my anger on the door.

Even if I die here today, I will still break this door open!

So I rammed it with all my might, once, twice, three times, after countless times, the door didn't open, but the threshold was almost cracked, and the threshold bricks were broken into several pieces. If I continued to ram it like this, the whole door would be knocked down soon.

At this time, a man with a goatee, about fifty years old, and wearing a butler's uniform, was lying on the top of the wall of the house and yelled at me: "Little brother, stop bumping into me. Come over here and talk to me if you have anything to say."

I said angrily: "What are you talking about? What is there to say? If you dare to hit me, I will beat you to death."

The goatee man shouted again, "Little brother, we have sent the people you want to save to the back door. This is a small token of our appreciation. It is not a small token of respect. You should lead your people and leave quickly."

After Goatee finished shouting, he threw something into the corner.

I took a look and it looked like a bag of silver.

Just taking the silver and walking away seemed to make me seem spineless.

So I slammed against the wall even harder, saying as I rammed, "You hit me, you think you can get rid of me so easily? Dream on!"

Seeing that I was still bumping into him, the goatee man couldn't help but shout, "If you don't want to take the silver and take your people away, that's fine. Let's fight to the death. I'll kill your people and not give you the silver. We'll report you to the police and say you broke into a private house and you'll be thrown into jail."

Breaking into a private residence was a serious crime in ancient times. If I went to jail, Yiping would still be in Zheng Xian's hands. I don't know if he would kill her.

Since Goatee gave me a way out, I had no choice but to go along with it. Otherwise, if the situation got out of hand, I would not end up well.

So I pretended to be angry and said, "Don't think you can bully others just because you are rich and powerful. If you dare to hit me again, I will tear down your house."

The man with the goatee said nothing. He just lay on the wall and looked at me quietly.