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Chapter 11 It's Hard to Do Good Deeds

Seeing this scene, Wang Kang frowned. The street he was on was extremely busy and there were many pedestrians on the road, but these people were running rampant without any thought of slowing down.

This is the disadvantage of not having traffic rules.

Wang Kang also knew the man in the lead. He was the second-generation highest official in Yangzhou City and the son of Dong Governor, Dong Hui!

They didn't have many interactions, but there were many scenes of Wang Kang being bullied by Dong Hui in his memory.

Pedestrians on the road gave way, and some roadside stalls were knocked over. An old man took a step behind and was rubbed. He was rolled to the side and screamed in pain.

"Xu..."

At this time, the men on horseback finally stopped, and Dong Hui, the leader, immediately started cursing on his horse, not caring about the old man's life or death.

"You old immortal, you don't have eyes! Can you afford to scare my horse? Why didn't I kill you?"

The surrounding citizens were pointing and pointing, but they all knew that this was the governor's second son, but they dared not speak out in anger.

"Why are you so unreasonable as a young man?" The old man rubbed his painful leg and raised his head and said. "Is it possible that there is no king's law in Yangzhou City?"

"Wang Fa? My father is the governor. Who do you think is Wang Fa?"

"How dare you talk back to an old man?" Dong Hui's eyes widened and he raised his whip, ready to hit the old man.

"Zhou Qing, go and stop him!" Wang Kang couldn't stand it. Isn't this obviously the ancient version of my father being Li Gang?

"Ah?" Zhou Qing's eyes were blank. What's wrong with this master? He never cared about these things before. It would be better if he didn't bully others personally.

"Damn, this Dong Hui is crazier than me, I need to learn it for a while!" Wang Kang added viciously.

It's really hard to do something good. He knew what Zhou Qing meant.

After hearing this, Zhou Qing seemed to understand. He moved and stood in front of the old man. When the whip came down, he grabbed him in his hand.

"Who are you? Block my whip, do you know who I am?" Huafu couldn't whip his whip several times and cursed angrily.

"Wang Kang of Earl Fuyang's Mansion!" At this time Wang Kang came over and said calmly.

"Ah, is it Mr. Kang, really Mr. Kang?"

"Didn't this prodigal son get struck by lightning a few days ago?" Before Dong Hui could speak, the people around him started talking.

"Oh...who am I? It turns out to be the big prodigal son of Yangzhou City. I heard that you were struck by lightning, why didn't I kill you, haha!"

Dong Hui said disdainfully, and several people behind him also laughed loudly.

Smile, you will cry later! Wang Kang's expression did not change and he winked at Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing, who had been following him for a long time, naturally knew what his young master meant. He grabbed the whip with a sudden force, and the young man in fine clothes was carelessly pulled off the horse.

Before he could react, Wang Kang went up and kicked him in the face.

"Damn it, let you say it again! Let you be crazy again!" Wang Kang was beating and scolding him, looking like a second-generation ancestor.

Immediately, the few people were also stunned. They did not expect that Wang Kang would suddenly take action. They only woke up when Dong Hui's gunshot sounded.

One of them jumped off his horse in a hurry, pointed at Wang Kang and said in disbelief: "Are you... are you crazy? You even dare to beat Mr. Dong's son?"

"I don't care who he is?" Wang Kang stopped and said disdainfully.

Dong Hui was helped to stand up by several people. His face was bruised and swollen, and his originally exquisite clothes were in tatters. He looked at Wang Kang with a horrified expression.

But Wang Kang ignored him and shouted loudly to the people who were watching: "In Yangzhou City, only I, Wang Kang, can bully the people, and only I, Wang Kang, can gallop on the streets, and no one else can!"

"I survived the catastrophe and beat someone to celebrate. I am in a very good mood today!" Wang Kang said to Zhou Qing: "Look at the rewards. Each of the onlookers will give you one gold coin. The old man will give you five!"

His reward was not a waste of money for no reason. In fact, most of the people watching here were small traders who had suffered losses due to these people. These gold coins could be used to subsidize some of it.

This young master was struck by lightning once, and his family was even more ruined. Zhou Qing, who accepted the order, had no choice but to hand out the gold coins.

After this, there should be fewer people oppressing the people. Forbidding others from running fast can also reduce the occurrence of similar things.

Alas, you prodigal son, it’s so difficult to do a good deed! Wang Kang sighed speechlessly in his heart!

Originally, when the people around him heard Wang Kang's arrogant and unreasonable words that only he could oppress the people, they felt deep hatred in their hearts.

But when he got the golden gold coins, he didn't care about them so much. He smiled while holding the money and scolded the prodigal son for being stupid.

Sometimes ordinary people are so "simple".

Only one person thanked Wang Kang, the injured old man, because he was given special care by Wang Kang. Others gave him one gold coin, but he received five...

The old man himself had inconveniences in his legs and feet and was injured. He could hardly stand even. However, he still arranged his appearance and came to Wang Kang. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving me. Otherwise, I would have suffered a lot as an old man."

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After hearing what the old man said, Wang Kang turned his attention to him. The old man looked plainly dressed, but Wang Kang could clearly see that there was not a single thread on the cuffs of his coat that were precisely sewn.

Moreover, if you look closely, the material of his clothes seems to be of fine quality silk, but the color is plain and easy to miss.

This old guy seemed to be no ordinary person. As soon as Wang Kang had this idea, a few lines of text suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

""Li Jitong, a third-rank supervisor, was ordered by Emperor Zhao to come to secretly investigate the public sentiment and governance of Yangzhou. This task is to assess whether the governor Dong Yiwu is qualified to rule and whether Fuyang Bo can entrust the land..."

What is this? Wang Kang looked at the old man in front of him, could he be the one he was talking about? It seemed like he was.

Could this be my golden finger? After waiting for two days, it finally came online. It can actually directly decipher other people's identities. It came just in time.

This Dong Hui is also unlucky enough. He couldn't beat anyone, but he provoked the inspector who was patrolling privately. This time, not only will you be finished, but your father will be finished too!

Isn’t this going to kill you?

Wang Kang secretly thought about how to use this information to create better value.

At this time, Dong Hui, with the support of a few losers, came to Wang Kang, pointed at Wang Kang and shouted: "If you have the guts, just wait here for me and don't leave. Even I dare to fight."

"And you..." He yelled at the old man again, "And you, a despicable untouchable, don't think it will be easy for you with this prodigal son protecting you."

Dong Hui hated the old man. If it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have been in such a mess.
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