Chapter 442 Song Wushao is here

Xu Miaomiao's indifferent expression made everyone even more angry, and they rushed over. From beginning to end, Xu Miaomiao didn't say a word. The man in the lead picked up a torch and lit the haystack outside Xu Miaomiao's house. The fire slowly spread along the haystack to the beams of the house. The sky, which was already a little gloomy, was brightly lit by the fire. Everyone laughed happily when they saw the fire.

Many people came to Xu Miaomiao and ridiculed him. The area around him was filled with gossip. He could hardly breathe, listening to everyone talking around him.

"Xu Miaomiao and I are from the same village. How come your family is both a eunuch and a farmer, and you even own a shop? How come you can live so well?"

"That's right. Why? You're a woman who's always out in the open, and you're not willing to manage the land for us?"

"We are all from the same village, but you are so cold-hearted. We can't blame you. Anyway, you don't have much left at home, so I'll take these things away."

I saw a man holding the tools that were originally left in the house and turning away triumphantly.

Xu Miaomiao watched this scene without saying a word, he thought that people are kind by nature and there are always some things that change them, but now he doesn't think so, some people are born bad and only care about their own interests, as long as their core interests are touched, they are no longer friends or relatives.

Suddenly he turned into an enemy. Thinking of this, Xu Miaomiao leaned towards the uncle behind him. Looking at the flames reaching the sky, his heart seemed to be ignited as well. It would be good to remember this lesson.

Everyone looked at the fire in front of them brainwashedly, admiring their own masterpiece proudly, as if they had done something great. They didn't feel that they had made any mistakes, nor did they feel like apologizing for the mistakes they had made. Just as everyone was celebrating around the fire that reached the sky, a large group of officers and soldiers quickly surrounded them. The leader was actually Song Wushao, who changed his usual calm and indifferent expression and looked anxious, which was hard to ignore.

He immediately pushed through the crowd and didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw Xu Miaomiao under the tree. For some reason, Xu Miaomiao saw the grievance in Song Wushao's heart, which filled her heart even more. Tears actually flowed down her face, and she looked at Song Wushao with grievance.

Song Wushao took two steps at a time, walked forward quickly, and took Xu Miaomiao into his arms: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Listening to Song Wushao's voice, Xu Miaomiao buried his head in his neck, his body trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face. He didn't understand what he had done wrong. He had thought about harming people, but in the end he stopped the loss in time. Why were these people still unwilling to let him go?

The truth is clearly out, but they don't blame Liu Guizi. Instead, they put all the blame on him. Is it because my life is better than theirs that I have to cause them so much unhappiness?

Xu Miaomiao really couldn't understand it, but she could only bury her head in Song Wushao's neck and sob quietly.

Song Wu Shao felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He hugged Xu Miaomiao tighter, patted him on the back, and said, "It's okay. I'm here. Leave these things to me. You go wait for me on the side."

Xu Miaomiao nodded when she heard this, and stood up from Song Wushao's arms and stood aside. Song Wushao, who had been full of heartache just now, suddenly changed his expression, looked at the people in front of him with a cold look, and smiled as he said, "Who set the fire today?"

He said this with a smile, but for some reason, everyone felt a chill, as if Song Wushao would rush up and tear them all to pieces in the next second. Everyone trembled and dared not speak. Then he stepped forward and said, "Song Wushao, what does this have to do with you? You are no longer from our Wangjia Village. We can burn it if we want to. It has nothing to do with you."

"Indeed, if I were just Song Wushao, this matter would have nothing to do with me, but now I am also an official of Bai County, and you have to call me Sir no matter what."

Song Wushao spoke calmly, but everyone heard a threat in his words. Since ancient times, people here are most afraid of officials. After all, they have to pay taxes to them. Seeing this, everyone was silent. Instead, they all looked at Village Chief Wang, as if they wanted to put all the blame on him. Village Chief Wang sighed, stepped forward, saluted to Song Wushao, and said, "Sir, today's incident is indeed the fault of us who set the fire. I can point it out to you right away. Please make your decision, sir."

When everyone heard what Village Chief Wang said, they were all dissatisfied and looked at him: "Village Chief, what are you talking about? This is originally our Wangjia Village's house. Why can't we set it on fire? You actually said this. Who are you going to punish?"

"Why don't you plead for us?"

The words kept coming one after another, making Village Chief Wang breathless. Village Chief Wang really didn't want to talk to them anymore. Instead, he knelt in front of Song Wushao and said, "Sir, today's incident is indeed our fault. The house was originally Madam Xu's property. I didn't control the people in our village well. Burning it down is a serious crime in our dynasty. I will point out the people one by one. We all admit that we deserve to be beaten and punished. But today it was indeed me who failed to control the people in our village well. I should also be punished. Please punish me severely."

Hearing what Village Chief Wang said, everyone was so angry that they seemed to be ready to dismiss him from his post as village chief in the next second.

"Why do you say that? Shouldn't the village chief protect us and help our village develop? From now on, we no longer want to recognize you as the village chief."

The leader spoke, and everyone responded.

"Okay." Song Wu Shao nodded, looking at the expressions of the crowd, but he was unwilling to embarrass the man in front of him. He took out a bag of river clams filled with silver from his arms and dropped it directly on the ground, making a loud and crisp sound. Song Wu Shao slowly said, "There are 100 taels in it. Who can name all the people who set the fire just now? All the money is theirs."

When everyone heard this, their eyes immediately lit up and they stared at the silver on the ground. The person who had just set the fire squeaked in dissatisfaction and looked at Song Wushao. He wanted to continue to incite the people in the village, but the people in the village were only willing to do so if they had money. Who would be willing to pay attention to him?

(End of this chapter)