Chapter 227: Young Master Huo’s sweetheart (5)_1
Seeing that the horse had calmed down, Cai Wei climbed onto it, gave the reins a shake and the horse neighed, sprinting off like an arrow straight towards the direction of the county town.
On the official road to the county town, High Catcher rode on horseback, cursing under his breath.
"Damn it, criminal scoundrels, making me leave during the New Year’s celebrations for this official duty, and not a single benefit to it, it must be my bad luck!"
While cursing, he lashed his horse whip at Zhang Biaotou, splitting open his cotton-padded clothes, revealing the cotton inside.
Zhang Biaotou walked in a daze, not even frowning, as if it wasn’t him that was being whipped.
At this moment, his heart was filled with the image of his gray-haired old lady being carried away unconscious, and the sight of his wife and children crying their hearts out. How could he still care about his own humiliation? He knew that being taken to the county government office was ominous, and his elderly mother had to endure the pain and the humiliation of all her sons being imprisoned. How will his wife and children survive in the future?
Behind him, his brothers were also hanging their heads, sharing his extreme pain, which deepened with every thought, making their steps heavier and slower.
"Damn you, keep up!"
One of the Yamen runners saw their pace slowing down, raised his horse whip and lashed it on Zhang Wu Lang’s face. The skin of Zhang Wu Lang’s face split open and blood flowed down his cheek onto his clothes, staining a large portion red.
Wu Lang frowned but said nothing. He continued walking numbly, with blood dripping down his face.
"Heh, you’re indeed tough."