Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

Su Tang could act submissive in front of the male lead, but that didn't mean she would treat everyone that way from now on.

She had her bottom line. Someone like Jia Yuankuo getting beaten like this was already a light punishment.

Rong Jin looked at the determination in her eyes and suddenly smiled. "Ninth Uncle isn't blaming you. It's just that it's not elegant for a girl to resort to violence. Next time you go out, remember to bring more people."

Su Tang was stunned. Wasn't this guy supposed to torment her? Why did he give up at this critical moment?

Oh, right, this was outside. This guy was good at deceiving people.

She retracted the surprise in her eyes, lowered her head, and looked quite well-behaved.

Rong Jin didn't pay her any more attention. At this time, the waiter announced that the official had finally arrived. The Capital City Magistrate rushed over with his yamen runners, looking only slightly better than the shopkeeper.

Wiping the fine sweat from his forehead, he didn't dare offend anyone, but he had to choose between the two. For example, Jia Yuankuo was a son of a concubine, but the Prime Minister held a high position and great power. As for Shen Tao, the Shen family was a family of meritorious officials, but Old Marquis Shen's health had reached its limit, and Second Master Shen was far away on the frontier. So, he asked Su Tang first.

Of course, it wasn't a fierce interrogation, but the difference was obvious.

"Miss Shen, I heard from the waiter that you were the first to hit someone? Would it be convenient for you to come to the yamen with me? As for Young Master Jia, he's injured, so we'll let it go."

When encountering such things, magistrates usually tried to smooth things over, not wanting to offend anyone. Inviting Shen Tao to the yamen was just for a cup of tea before sending her away.

However, Su Tang wasn't someone to be trifled with. She was about to sarcastically say she didn't have time when Rong Jin suddenly spoke.

"Does the magistrate think the Shen family is without anyone now, so the Shen family's daughter can be bullied by anyone?"

The calm voice rang out, and the magistrate noticed the young master in the corner.

Rong Jin initially seemed like a noble young master with a gentle demeanor, but now, just one indifferent glance sent shivers down the magistrate's spine, and cold sweat poured down his back.

With his years of experience in the officialdom, only the Prince of Yan had ever made him feel this way.

As an official in the capital, he should have recognized all the aristocratic young masters and descendants of meritorious officials, but he couldn't find this person in his memory.

"May I ask who this young master is?" Subconsciously, he made a bow.

"I am Shen Jue, a commoner, unworthy of the magistrate's courtesy."

The magistrate was stunned, but a yamen runner next to him remembered and whispered in his ear, "Ninth Master Shen of the Loyal and Righteous Marquis's Mansion, his health just recovered a few days ago."

To avoid suspicion, the Old Marquis Shen had deliberately downplayed his existence, so outsiders only knew that Ninth Master Shen of the Shen family was unwell and had been recuperating.

Sweat dripped from the magistrate's forehead. This Ninth Master Shen was the son of Shen Ling, the former Lord Shen. Speaking of that Lord Shen, the magistrate still remembered the smiling tiger's terrifying nature. And now, he felt that Ninth Master Shen had deeply inherited his father's true nature.

"Not at all, Ninth Master is certainly worthy of my respect."

Even though Rong Jin said he was just a commoner, the magistrate still subconsciously addressed himself as "this humble official." Besides his aura, more importantly, the magistrate was well aware of these descendants of meritorious officials. They didn't need to take the imperial examinations at all. As long as they wanted to, there were plenty of ways to get promoted, which was not something commoners could compare to.

Moreover, Lord Shen Ling had died trying to save the Crown Prince and his wife, and the Emperor still remembered him to this day. This Ninth Master, despite being a commoner today, might be an official of the court tomorrow.

The magistrate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead again, bending his waist even lower. On the other hand, Jia Yuankuo, who had finally come to his senses, began to curse loudly.

He thought that with the magistrate here, the Shen family wouldn't dare to do anything in public, especially since he had already sent someone back to find his father.

"Shen Tao, can't you even be criticized for the lousy things you've done? Someone like you, I wouldn't even want as a concubine!"

"You've gone crazy over an actor, hahaha, did I hit the nail on the head? That actor serves you so well that you can't bear to see him suffer even a little bit."

"An actor is just an actor, born to be played with. Shen Tao, you can protect him today, but do you think you can protect him for the rest of your life?"

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The filthy words kept pouring into her ears. Su Tang changed her previous anger and looked at him expressionlessly, her gaze like she was looking at a dead man.

She was thinking about how to teach him a lesson when Rong Jin had already made a decision.

"Gu Ming, cut out his tongue."

His tone was as if he was talking about something unimportant. Even the magistrate was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he heard a shrill scream.

The magistrate was so frightened that he fell to the ground. Even Su Tang looked at him in surprise.

Rong Jin quietly returned her gaze, noticing that there was no disgust or fear in her eyes, only a hint of surprise. He curled his lips and smiled gently, "Why aren't you afraid of me now?"

This was an extremely exquisite face, the features as if they had been carefully carved, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes. The slightly upturned corners of his eyes, with this smile, were as beautiful as a painting.

But this celestial figure, like an immortal in a painting, opened his mouth and directly ordered someone's tongue to be cut out.

This scene was in stark contrast to his pure and noble image. Su Tang had a new understanding of his perverted nature, but she wasn't afraid because he did it for her. She wasn't so ungrateful.

The magistrate was already frightened out of his wits. He had never seen such a ferocious person, comparable to the Prince of Yan.

However, the Prince of Yan had real power, but what about this person?

Rong Jin didn't even glance at Jia Yuankuo, only faintly instructed the guards behind him, "Send Young Master Jia back to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

The guards obeyed and immediately carried the man away like they were carrying a chicken, without the slightest respect.

But then again, his tongue had been cut out, so what respect was needed?

Jia Yuankuo's eyes widened, his face twisted, and blood flowed from his mouth, but no one dared to say a word for him. His friends had long been standing in the corner, shivering.

At this moment, the guards had just reached the door downstairs when they saw the Prime Minister arriving late and threw Jia Yuankuo over.

The Prime Minister saw a bloody figure from afar and subconsciously avoided it. With his avoidance, Jia Yuankuo fell directly to the ground.

A dull sound was accompanied by Jia Yuankuo's shrill screams, but because he had no tongue, he could only make some single sounds.

"Aaaah!!"

The Prime Minister recognized Jia Yuankuo's appearance and was furious, but before he could vent his anger, he saw Rong Jin walking down the stairs and didn't dare to say anything. He could only swallow his anger, and not only that, but he also had to step forward and greet him politely.

"Ninth Master."

Rong Jin nodded, but as the two were about to pass each other, he suddenly stopped. "Prime Minister, if you don't educate your son properly, others will educate him for you."

As soon as these words came out, the Prime Minister's face turned even worse, but he could only grit his teeth and say, "Thank you for your trouble, Ninth Master."

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