Chapter 550 The Calm Madman

ah?

What is it?

A dignified prefect, standing up for his own family, only asked for compensation in silver?

Everyone present was stunned.

Jiang Yexun clenched his fist and pressed it to his lips. He had already avenged his mother, so it would have been better if this matter had ended there.

Unexpectedly, Lord Xie even asked for compensation for the beating he suffered. Fortunately, Wang Can didn't know that the holes in his body were caused by his mother, otherwise it would have been more than just a matter of paying money.

Wang Can hadn't even reacted yet when he looked around. Was it really that simple?

Does Wang Can still lack money?

Ten taels of silver, who are you cursing?

“One hundred taels, not a penny less. When his cousin Wang Yong bullied me before, he didn’t say a word. Before, to show his sincerity and to prevent my son from being bullied in the officialdom, he gave the Wang family ten taels of silver as a gift. But when my son held his banquet, you didn’t give him anything. Today, you even kicked my son down in front of me, his mother.”

Song Chunxue became increasingly angry as she spoke, “My son, whom I raised with great difficulty, is the only one who has made something of himself. I can’t bear to lay a finger on him, yet you all beat and kicked him.”

She picked up the sword from the ground and said angrily, "Either I beat each of you black and blue, or you give me a hundred taels of silver. You decide."

"..." Wang Can frowned. Was she that short of money?

A trusted aide leaned closer to him and asked, "My lord, what should we do?"

Wang Can said angrily, "Then I was beaten for nothing, who am I supposed to hold accountable?"

Song Chunxue held the sword in both hands, turned her head, and exhaled a breath reeking of alcohol. "Hmph, you can fight back."

"..." If he could fight back, would he still be sitting here, suffering this humiliation?

Wang Can had lived most of his life and had never felt so humiliated.

"Lord Wang, since you are unwilling..."

"Give us the money, and we'll leave!" Wang Can interrupted Xie Zheng, reaching out to the person beside him and snapping, "Help me up, have you lost your mind?"

"You lot, I've raised you for so long, and you're just hiding on the sidelines laughing at me when it really matters. I'll skin you alive when I get back!"

He was so angry that his eyes were seeing stars. He walked up to Xie Zheng with his cane and said, "You've got guts, Lord Xie. You've really impressed me."

A hint of mockery flickered in his eyes.

"You flatter me," Xie Zheng replied with a blank expression, cupping his hands in greeting.

"You..." If it weren't for the pain in his wound, he would have laughed out loud three times.

Song Chunxue, drawing out her words in a deep voice from behind, asked, "Where's the silver?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, our master isn't the kind of person who breaks his promises. The silver will definitely be delivered to Lord Jiang's residence!" Wang Can's confidant said with a fake smile. "Don't worry, this little bit of silver is nothing."

The implication is that it's best to pay money to avoid further trouble.

"Alright, then let me give you a friendly reminder: since you're injured, stay home and rest. Don't be too lecherous, or the wound will reopen and leave a scar. Look, your ears are all black, which means your kidneys are damaged. You need to start taking care of them as soon as possible..."

"Song Chunxue!" Wang Can shouted angrily, "I advise you to shut up. There's plenty of time in the future, and your son still has to live in Jincheng, so don't mess with me!"

"Likewise, I know you're not someone to mess with, and I'm no pushover either. Don't try anything underhanded. If anything happens to my son, I'll drink a few more jugs of wine, grab my sword, and come to your door to demand an explanation. After all, in Jincheng, besides Lord Xie, you're the most powerful person."

Wang Can turned around and went downstairs in anger.

After Wang Can's men went downstairs, there were only a few people left upstairs.

Today, Jiang Yexun, the third son, was wearing an official robe. Although it was not decorated, the red robe with its round collar and wide sleeves made him look radiant, his skin even whiter, and his figure even taller. His black official boots were quite eye-catching.

Song Chunxue couldn't help but look him over and comment, "Hmm, not bad, my kid has made something of himself, his official robes look really good."

Sanwa lowered his head and smiled shyly. He really liked it; he felt that wearing this official robe made him look more dashing.

"You were a bit embarrassed when you got beaten up. You should take some time to train your physique in the future. You're no longer the shepherd boy who could make the lead sheep turn back by throwing a clod of dirt."

"..." He wasn't that weak, it's just that the other side had a lot of people and power, while he only brought one person, who was a weakling who was a head shorter than him.

"Jiang Yexun, be more careful in the future. Be more cautious in everything you do. If you can't beat someone, run away." Xie Zheng said, glancing at Song Chunxue. "Or if you need anything, just ask your mother. Let her be your bodyguard. No one in the Jincheng government will dare to mess with you, including me."

Song Chunxue turned and walked out.

Sanwa asked curiously, "Is my mother really drunk?"

"I'm going back. I'll make sure she drinks less in the future." Xie Zheng walked downstairs and deliberately went in the opposite direction from Song Chunxue, afraid that she would catch him drinking more.

...

The Wang family delivered one hundred taels of silver to Sanwa's house. Xia Mulan learned the whole story and stood in the courtyard, supporting her back, sighing repeatedly.

Her mother-in-law is getting more and more formidable.

Lying in bed that night, Song Chunxue suddenly remembered what had happened during the day, patted her forehead, and regretted it repeatedly.

Her mind was still quite sharp after drinking. In her half-drunk, half-awake state, she didn't even know what she could say or do.

She wasn't afraid of offending Wang Can. In the following days, she would secretly keep an eye on Sanwa, and then secretly practice flying on her sword while she used an invisibility talisman.

Those were the things she said to Xie Zheng. Oh my god, when she drinks, her face turns as hard as a city wall, and she'll say anything.

For the next two days, she would go out during the day and stand guard outside the government office.

Sometimes, someone would accidentally fall off the sword, scaring someone who was urinating in an alley so much that they would pull up their pants and run away, not even daring to pick up their shoes.

Sometimes, encountering someone having an affair can be quite embarrassing.

I never knew people could kiss like that. When she got married, she only gave him a couple of light kisses, and he was so embarrassed.

Unlike this pair of illicit lovers, who, in broad daylight, hid behind corn stalks in the alley, nibbling and touching each other, she didn't dare to look.

He lost his balance and fell face-first onto the wall, the sword falling right in front of them. The two men were so frightened that they hurriedly pulled up their pants and put on their clothes.

Song Chunxue half-covered her eyes, feeling it was indecent; they were quite bold and had rather heavy tastes.

The man's clothes were filthy and greasy, and his stubble was black. I don't know how he could bring himself to bite her.

Sanwa has been working at the yamen for the past two days and won't be going out. She won't be coming tomorrow.

She sat on the wall and watched the two people run away before jumping down and picking up her sword.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of a mandarin duck bib hanging on a corn stalk behind me.

Wow, you can smell the fragrance of osmanthus from far away.

Is it pretty?

The sound from the wall behind her startled Song Chunxue so much that she closed her eyes, thankfully without screaming.

But why does that voice sound so familiar?

"Senior brother?"

Song Chunxue lifted the undergarment from the sword onto a corn stalk and looked at the person squatting on the wall in surprise, "How did you find this place?"

"I was just passing by when I saw you practicing sword control in public and peeping at others eating wild food. I was so scared I almost fell off my feet," the Taoist priest said irritably. "Don't look at things like that in the future. It's not suitable for someone your age. If it arouses your desires, it will ruin your cultivation."

Song Chunxue smiled faintly, "I'll be fine if I don't drink the aphrodisiac. My heart is as still as water."

"..." The Taoist priest's lips twitched slightly. Lord Xie was right; his junior brother's words were now laced with barbs.

Song Chunxue looked up at him with a half-smile, "I heard that Senior Brother took Lord Xie as his junior brother, when did that happen?"