"Hey, I’m really going to be reckless today. I want to see which clueless fool actually..."
Gao Dashu said as he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the door, the fierce expression on his face truly matching his hooligan nature.
However, just as Gao Dashu reached the door and before he could finish his sentence, Bai Su suddenly kicked him in the chest, sending his body flying backward and crashing near the feet of Old Gao.
"Huh..." Old Gao’s body jerked in the chair, frightened as he stood up.
Imdiately afterward, Bai Su dragged the gift in one hand and drew the long sword from his waist with the other, standing protectively in front of Sikong Wuyou, "Utter nonsense! The County Magistrate is here, and you dare call yourself ’father’? Are you trying to get your whole family executed?"
Of course, if Sikong Wuyou were rely an ordinary County Magistrate, even if he was insulted, he could at most charge others with insulting an Imperial Officer.
Unfortunately, he’s not just a magistrate of Long’an County; he is also the fourth young master of the War Prince Residence. Even the current emperor and empress are fond of him and once considered keeping him in the capital city.
In the capital city, it’s widely known that Sikong Wuyou’s status almost rivals that of the Crown Prince.
Strangely enough, the Crown Prince does not resent Sikong Wuyou, despite the threat to his status. Instead, he eagerly befriends him and protects him everywhere.
Even though he didn’t grow up in the War Prince Residence, Sikong Wuyou is dear to everyone. When has he ever been so insulted?
At this mont, Gao Dashu still didn’t realize that rely referring to himself as ’father’ in front of Sikong Wuyou could lead to the Gao Family’s collective execution.
In ancient tis, imperial power was never just sothing to joke about.
County Magistrate?
They never imagined that it would be the County Magistrate who had arrived!
At once, Old Gao’s legs quivered as he knelt down on the ground, and Gao Dashu was even more tragic, not only kneeling but also continuously slapping his own face, "Spare , County Magistrate! I was blind to your greatness, please spare ..."
The commotion outside was too loud for Gao Yaozu, who was reading inside, not to hear.
Especially the three imposing words "County Magistrate" spoken by Gao Dashu made him dare not be negligent, quickly putting down his book and coming out.
A scholar has the right not to kneel before an official, so Gao Yaozu rely bent over and clasped his fists, "I am Gao Yaozu, a scholar by status. I was unaware of your arrival and failed to greet you from afar. I beg your pardon."
Only then did Sikong Wuyou calmly give Bai Su a glance, signaling him to tone it down.
With a swish, Bai Su’s long sword was returned to the sheath at his waist.
"Is Gao Daniu residing in this household?" Sikong Wuyou spoke with a cold voice, yet it was so enchanting as if one had heard a celestial sound.
Gao Yaozu was panicked inside but pretended to be calm, "Indeed, Daniu is my third brother’s eldest son. I don’t know why you seek this child..."
"Just point in the right direction," Sikong Wuyou didn’t care for these people and had no wish for unnecessary interaction.
Not to ntion Gao Dashu with his earlier cursing, Sikong Wuyou hadn’t missed that when Gao Dashu cursed loudly, this old man was comfortably sitting in the courtyard without any intention to stop him.
It seems he isn’t soone with a clear mind.
As for this Scholar Gao who ca out later, his deanor was decent enough; however, with such problematic family mbers dragging him down, it’s difficult to leave a good impression.
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