mtlumby2d Chapter 51 I Am Beating the Relatives of Governor Ding
Chapter 51 I Am Beating the Relatives of Governor Ding
Chapter 51: Chapter 51 I Am Beating the Relatives of Governor Ding"Fourth Young Master, we’re almost at Star Engraving County."
On the muddy post road, a caravan of more than a dozen people plodded through the fields in the wind and rain. In the middle of the caravan, a huge cargo box wrapped in black cloth lay like a coffin from a mortuary. The lead carriages were roomy and airy, with glass windows and soft rubber tires—the ride didn’t jostle at all.
Inside the carriage, Ding Yiyu sprang up from the cushion in a swift motion, lifted the curtain, and saw from a distance the city outline of Star Engraving County under the rainclouds. He sat back down lazily and said, "Let me know when we actually arrive."
"Fourth Young Master," the horseman riding outside the carriage asked with a grin, "the girls in Star Engraving County, are they hot? We’re all country bumpkins who’ve never been to a big city. We’re counting on you to show us the ropes."
"It’s been a long time since I last visited Star Engraving County myself. Wasn’t all that impressive. Back home, though, we’re much freer—do whatever the hell we want... You guys are horny already? Weren’t you chasing after women in that village last night?"
"Ugh, don’t bring it up. We knocked on a few doors and didn’t even see a bitch, probably all hiding."
"Then why’d you only get back at midnight?"
The horseman snickered. "Didn’t find any women, but we spotted that old geezer’s grandson at the east end of the village. Kid’s got a pretty face, looks just like a chick. By then all of us had
Riiiip!
Ding Yiyu watched as Bluecoat shredded the pass he’d thrown over, leaving him stunned.
"So just ’cause you say Ding the Governor’s your uncle, I’m supposed to believe you? Shit, I could say Lv Zhong is my father-in-law," Bluecoat sneered. "Think a shitty expired pass gets you a free pass after blasting through the gate? Even if you’re really some poor bastard from Ding the Governor’s branch of the family, today I’m beating the Governor’s own kin!"
Ding Yiyu was so angry he actually laughed. "Interesting. Who the hell are you?"
"Statistical Department, Qian Yuliu!"
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In the tunnel through the gate, the young man driving the shit wagon looked down at the note in his hand.
"After entering the walled city, light the firecrackers and set off a dung blast to stir up the chaos."
He glanced at the standoff inside the walled city, then at the caravan already sneaking into the county, and weighed his options—then decided to turn his cart back toward the countryside.
"I figured I’d at least get worked over, but hell, there are people lining up to take the beating. I’m out, I’m out."