Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 227 - 211 He is your grandfather

Chapter 227: Chapter 211 He is your grandfather

The waiter sneered coldly, "Who are you?"

"Turns out you don’t know," Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, and decisively said, "Run!"

Zong Zhengxi froze, "Huh?"

The old farmer bolted!

Lu Yuan yanked the dazed Zong Zhengxi and dashed out after the old farmer.

The waiter was completely caught off guard by this move and paused in shock, stomping in anger, "Catch them for me!"

The three of them fled out the back door, running madly down the street.

As he dashed forward, the old farmer exclaimed, "Kid, with so many paths to choose from, why are you chasing after me?"

Lu Yuan, carrying Zong Zhengxi, replied without stopping his stride, "If I don’t follow you, should I go draw them off to make it easier for you to escape alone?"

Better the friend than oneself, indeed—that was exactly what the old farmer was thinking.

"Over there!"

The waiter’s voice rang out from the side; he had taken a shortcut and was now aiming to surround them up ahead.

The old farmer remarked, "There’re too many of them. I’ll take your little brother and leave; you hold them back instead."

Lu Yuan replied, "Perhaps you could hold them back."

The alley’s end was blocked entirely, leaving no way through.

The old farmer paused abruptly and turned sharply into a narrow lane, "I’m too old, not as capable as you youngsters."

Lu Yuan was not far behind, quickly making the turn as well, "Oh really? Then why do I feel like the older you are, the sharper you get!"

"After them! They went east!"

The old farmer gritted his teeth and suddenly vaulted onto the rooftop.

This move was incomparably swift, completely impossible for an average person to react to.

The old farmer chuckled in satisfaction, "Hah, lost them now, haven’t I?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Lu Yuan’s teasing voice abruptly sounded right by his ear.

The old farmer was startled, turning to look at the pesky young man he still wasn’t able to shake off, "Young man, you’ve got some skills."

Lu Yuan kept his gaze forward, running nimbly ahead, "Old man, you’re not too bad yourself."

"Release the arrows!"

Along with an unfamiliar voice came a volley of arrows soaring through the air.

The old farmer was alarmed, "Now there’s arrows, too?"

Lu Yuan promptly darted around to the other side of the old farmer.

Leaving the old farmer as the human shield: "...!!"

This generation of youth certainly lacked honor!

The old farmer leapt into the air, swiftly kicking away the speeding arrows before resuming his rooftop escape.

Lu Yuan called out, "Those were the patrolling officials earlier."

The old farmer asked, "Reporting to the authorities over a meal—is that really necessary?"

Another volley of arrows aimed straight at the duo.

This time, Lu Yuan’s attempt to repeat his maneuver didn’t work—the old farmer had already dodged behind him.

Lu Yuan remained calm-faced and leapt down abruptly.

More arrows came whizzing toward him!

The old farmer, tricked once more, shivered in shock!

Using nothing but his hands, he caught five arrows mid-air and even clamped onto one with his teeth.

Lu Yuan set Zong Zhengxi down on the ground in the courtyard and looked up at the farmer with a sly smirk, "Thanks a lot."

The old farmer was still pondering over what exactly that ’thanks’ meant when suddenly a large net descended from above, ensnaring him tightly.

"Got him!"

The old farmer snorted, "Kid, aiming to escape?"

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow, "This is farewell, old man."

Yet as he turned, his body froze and he collapsed face-first onto the ground.

"What... why can’t I move all of a sudden...?"

-

A quarter-hour later.

An old man, a young man, and a child were all unceremoniously tossed into the jail of the County Government.

Double Willow Street’s government office was the smallest and least lucrative in the Capital City. Forget high-ranking officials or constables—the county magistrate himself had never even had dealings with anyone remotely important.

Lu Yuan could no doubt reveal his identity, but did he want to lose face?

A dignified Grand Commander, dining and dashing, running madly through three streets.

Zong Zhengxi sat pitifully in the jail cell.

Who’s heard of an emperor visiting in civilian disguise and ending up jailed on their first day?

Only the old farmer lounged casually on the ground, legs crossed, chewing on a dried stalk of dogtail grass.

Lu Yuan leaned against the wall, lazily bending one leg, casting a glance at the old farmer, "You don’t seem worried."

The old farmer rested his hands behind his head, chewing his stalk of grass indifferently, "I’ll be out in no time, what’s there to worry about?"

Lu Yuan chuckled lightly, "Sounds pretty impressive."

The old farmer asked, "Kid, what did you drug me with earlier? Why couldn’t I use my martial arts all of a sudden?"

Otherwise, even ten nets wouldn’t have been enough to trap him.

Lu Yuan replied nonchalantly, "First tell me what trick you pulled that left me paralyzed."

The old farmer scowled, "I’m not telling."

Lu Yuan retorted, "Me neither then."

Zong Zhengxi whimpered, "Can you guys stop bickering already?"

The old farmer looked at Lu Yuan, "Kid, beg me, and I might take you and your little brother out later."

Lu Yuan smirked slyly, "How do you know you won’t be the one begging me later?"

The old farmer sighed heavily, "That’s improper. I’m a senior now, asking for help? You youngsters ought to show filial piety, respect age and wisdom. Don’t you have elders in your household?"

Lu Yuan shrugged, "You’re not part of my household."

The old farmer fell silent, "..."

"What’s all the racket about?"

The annoyed government official yelled out, stomping over, "Looking all proper, but dining and scamming—is your hand broken or your leg crippled? Listen up, you pay the ransom, or you rot here forever!"

Zong Zhengxi sniffled miserably, "This is so humiliating."

The old farmer consoled, "Hey now, it’s just a little jail time. After this, we’ll be lifelong prison buddies!"

Zong Zhengxi scooted away, "I don’t want this kind of friendship."

Rejected, the old farmer muttered, "..."

That day, Meng Qianqian had fulfilled her bet with Princess Wanping at the Princess Mansion before visiting the pregnant Wang Madam with Zhou Nanyan and Lin Xiaoru at the Wang Family.

Liu Qingyun, meanwhile, had gone boating with Princess Wanping.

When Meng Qianqian arrived home, neither Liu Qingyun nor Lu Yuan had returned.

"What happened today?"

Yu Zichuan soon returned, reporting, "Young Madam, the Grand Commander has been arrested."

"What happened to him?"

"He didn’t pay for his meal."

Meng Qianqian: "..."

Hurriedly, Meng Qianqian grabbed ransom money and rushed to the County Government to bail him out.

At the entrance, she ran into Liu Qingyun, who had also come in a hurry.

"Mother?"

Meng Qianqian froze momentarily seeing her, "You’re here to bail someone out too?"

Had Yu Zichuan gone to find Liu Qingyun as well?

Hearing the "you’re here too," Liu Qingyun looked equally puzzled.

What now?

Did they approach Ayuan? Did Ayuan already tell this girl about it?

"Oh."

Liu Qingyun, not sure what was happening, hesitated and nodded.

Meng Qianqian commented, "Then, together?"

Liu Qingyun agreed softly.

The steward was called out, and seeing the two dressed impeccably—it was clear they weren’t ordinary folks—yet, remembering the three scammers locked up inside, his attitude soured instantly.

"Five hundred taels per person!"

"Bailing two people."

"Bailing two people."

Both said simultaneously.

"I’ll cover it." Liu Qingyun pushed Meng Qianqian’s silver notes aside and handed the steward one thousand taels.

The steward instructed the constable, "Take them to collect the detainees."

Along the corridor leading to the jail, the government official opened the cell door, "Someone’s here to bail you out!"

All three of them stood.

The official declared, "Hold on, only two were bailed."

Lu Yuan told Zong Zhengxi, "Let’s go."

At almost the exact same moment, the old farmer grabbed Zong Zhengxi’s hand and said exactly the same thing.

Zong Zhengxi stared blankly at the two men.

The official asked, "So who exactly is being bailed out?"

The old farmer firmly stated, "Obviously me!"

Lu Yuan merely snorted, "Hmph."

At that moment, Meng Qianqian and Liu Qingyun arrived.

Liu Qingyun was leading ahead.

The old farmer caught sight of her and immediately perked up, "Hah, my daughter’s here!"

"Which daughter? You end up in jail and still have the nerve to say that, making me bail you out in the dead of night..."

As Liu Qingyun stepped inside the cell, her gaze fell upon Lu Yuan—and she nearly jumped in fright, "Son! Why are you here too? Did you come to bail out your grandpa?"

"Son? Grandpa?"

The old farmer furrowed his brow, snapping his head toward Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan also turned to face the old farmer.

Eyes locked.

The skies above the two men crumbled—