Synopsis
I spent twenty years selling wontons on the streets of the capital. Then one afternoon, the son of Prince Cheng came tearing through on horseback and knocked my whole stall over. Hit me with his whip too, while he was at it. He stood there looking down at me: "You're nothing but a commoner. What exactly are you going to do if I don't pay you back?" The next morning I went to the Capital Magistrate's Office and beat the drum. All six Ministers of the Court showed up in person. The Imperial Censors were there watching. Marquis of Ning…
