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Chapter 084 Wanted

Ran Shaotang straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, raised his hand and pinched Qin Xiaoyue's panicked face, and patiently taught her the truth.

"Xiaoyue, remember, don't panic when things happen. If you can't do this in the future, don't follow me again."

Qin Xiaoyue's face turned as red as an apple.

She lowered her head and murmured: "Young Master, I understand."

"Come on, come with me downstairs to have a look."

"yes."

Qin Xiaoyue followed Ran Shaotang downstairs step by step. When he was about to reach the last few steps, Ran Shaotang stopped.

It was a mess downstairs. Eight or nine government officials kicked all the guests staying on the first floor out of their rooms and piled them in the hall.

The only guests in the private room on the second floor were Shaotang and Qin Xiaoyue. When the leading government servant saw their two children, he hooked them.

"Come down, come on, all of you, take a look at this wanted poster. Does anyone know the person in the portrait? If anyone knows where the person in the portrait is, the report will be rewarded with ten taels of silver."

The residents who were forced to gather together were worried at first that the government officials would cause trouble. When they heard that they were assisting in handling the case, they immediately became energetic and clamored to see the portrait.

Qin Xiaoyue glanced at her young master nervously, but saw that her expression was as usual and showed no fear, so she forced herself not to be afraid and to stay calm.

The leading yamen officer deliberately scanned the crowd and ordered his subordinates to open the scroll.

Shaotang noticed that the leader seemed to be looking at him a few times on purpose, and wondered in his mind whether there was something wrong with Su Lun's aftermath work.

Then I thought again, even if something goes wrong, the soldiers will come to cover it up. Let's see what move he comes up with.

Ran Shaotang turned his head and glanced at Qin Xiaoyue: "Come on, come with me to see who is in the painting."

Qin Xiaoyue saw in Ran Shaotang's eyes a kind of calmness that said "when the storm is about to come, I will go on my own boat", and the little heart that had been beating so fast slowly returned to normal.

The scroll slowly unfolded among the crowd. Shaotang stared at the person in the portrait intently, but his heart was full of doubts.

What does the magistrate of Qianmen Town mean?

Why did he do this?

It seems that this person is not a simple corrupt official.

Qin Xiaoyue saw that she did not know the person in the painting.

Take a big breath.

It's not Young Master Ran, not Lord Zhongshan, not Su Lun. This person has nothing to do with her, so she can rest assured.

She whispered to Ran Shaotang: "Master, do you know the person in this painting?"

"I know you, I know you." Among the excited crowd downstairs, one person squeezed to the front to recognize him.

Ran Shaotang did not answer Qin Xiaoyue's question, but asked her to quietly listen to what the people below said.

The leading yamen officer sneered and asked the person in charge: "You said you knew him? Then tell me who he is?"

That person was a businessman from other places and often lived in Qianmen Town for ten days and a half, so he was bullied by the portrait man.

"This man is Ruan Yousheng, nicknamed Little Overlord. He is..." Before he could finish his words, a companion crowded around him from behind and covered his mouth.

What a fool.

Who is Ruan Bawang? He is the son of the magistrate. The magistrate wants to arrest his son, and his family is involved in a tracking drama. Why do you, a small businessman, get involved? Don't you want to live anymore?

The companion apologized for his reckless friend: "My lord, he drank a lot last night, and he is still drunk and talking drunkenly. My lord, please don't be the same as him."

After saying that, he grabbed people and crowded outside the inn.

"Wait a minute." The leading officer shouted.

"Listen to me all of you. There is no doubt that this person is Ruan Yousheng. My Lord Ruan said that this son is disobedient and unfilial and has ruined the family tradition. We have severed the father-son relationship with him. Because he injured my Lord before, a reward is offered for his arrest.

He is in jail. If any of you want to see him, you must tell us his whereabouts. Anyone who helps arrest him will be rewarded heavily."

The scene was completely silent.

The county magistrate issued a warrant to arrest his son and put him in jail.

What kind of drama is this being sung in?

Who doesn't know that Ruan Yousheng is Master Ruan's heartthrob? Otherwise, how could he be allowed to be lawless in Qianmen Town, comparable to a local emperor?

Everyone lowered their heads, even the store owner didn't dare to take a breath.

Seeing no one responded, the yamen officer rolled up the portrait.

"I've told you about the matter. From now on, Second Young Master, oh no, if Ruan Yousheng makes any mistakes and asks you to borrow money or something, you should report it to the county office as soon as possible. My Lord Ruan has nothing to do with him anymore."

After saying that, he led the people and left.

"Let's go to the restaurant in front."

When everyone saw them leaving, they all went back to their houses in silence, and some went to the streets to do business.

Qin Xiaoyue pulled Ran Shaotang to the room. The two entered the room and closed the door. Qin Xiaoyue took two deep breaths, patted her chest, and asked strangely: "Sir, why did the magistrate want to arrest his son?"

Ran Shaotang raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "What do you think?"

Qin Xiaoyue thought for a while and boldly said: "Isn't Ruan Yousheng about to die? Did the magistrate do this on purpose? He saw his son missing and used this method to find someone?"

"Yes and no." Shaotang pondered.

After a moment, she said again: "This Ruan Ziweng is indeed a scheming master. It's just a plan to kill two birds with one stone."

"Sir, my servant is stupid and can't understand. Can you break it into pieces and tell me?"

Ran Shaotang tapped her forehead: "Listen carefully. I will only say it once."

"Ruan Yousheng is Ruan Ziweng's precious son. Everyone in Qianmen Town knows this, otherwise they wouldn't have allowed him to be so inhumane. Why did he issue this wanted order?"

"Why? Young master, please stop being so arrogant." Qin Xiaoyue shook Ran Shaotang's arm anxiously.

Shaotang smiled: "First, his son didn't come back last night, Ruan Ziweng must send someone to find out. If he can't save everything, which fish caught in the trap will go to the county government to report the news. There must be more than one person around Ruan Yousheng who is as greedy for life and afraid of death as Staff Yang.

And those who know how to dig into dog holes, this is the principle of birds of a feather flocking together and people flocking together.”

"Why didn't Ruan Ziweng come to save his son when he got the news? He must also know that his son has made many mistakes over the years. He, his own father, has been wiping his behind. Now his son has fallen into the hands of others, and Zhongjiu and Zong

Zheng Shen is not an ordinary person, and it is not that easy to win people back."

"Perhaps, if he can't snatch it back, his black gauze hat will also be lost. Therefore, he wants to sever the relationship between father and son in a big way. First, before we launch an attack, he must first make his position clear to the people of Qianmen Town and draw a clear line with his son.

Boundary line. If this son is really found guilty in the future and something happens that he can't handle, he can abandon his car to protect his commander and ensure that he is safe."

When Qin Xiaoyue heard this, she felt quite contemptuous of Ruan Ziweng.

"This county magistrate is so shameless. For the sake of his official position and his own life, he even gave up his own son. The beast is so inhumane. No wonder he gave birth to such a son."
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