Chapter 105: Village Building [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Before Shen Tang could answer, Qi Shan murmured to himself.

“Release them? That’s not right. These bandits only became outlaws because they had no other way to survive. Releasing them will only allow them to start their own gangs. As for the old, weak, sick, and disabled... even the able-bodied young men have no other option but to become outlaws. You can imagine what will happen to them.”

Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Shen Tang felt a tightness in her chest.

She said, "Letting this path go is not advisable."

Seeing that she had responded, Qi Shan laughed again and said, "That's absolutely right, but it's not advisable. I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. If we release these bandits, how innocent will the people who die at their hands be? Then—why not sell them? Many of the people here are still young and strong, and we can sell them for some money. As for the others, well, they can only be sold cheaply."

Shen Tang glanced at Chu Yao out of the corner of her eye and categorically rejected the idea.

"No, no, that won't do!"

This is a human being, not livestock!

Qi Shan is really going too far with her words!

To everyone's surprise, Qi Shan added fuel to the fire, coldly saying, "Bury it?"

Shen Tang: "Buried alive?"

"It's fine to slaughter them and then bury them."

Seeing that Qi Shan's words were becoming increasingly absurd, Shen Tang's face showed a rare expression of anger. She took a few steps closer and looked up to question him.

"...Qi Yuanliang! Do you know what you're saying?"

No one spoke. Those who were sunbathing dared not utter a sound. Several timid people were already pale with fright, their breathing erratic, as if they might faint at any moment.

"I know."

"I think you just don't know!"

Qi Shan immediately retorted, "Since you oppose my suggestions, then tell me how to deal with them?"

Shen Tang: "..."

she……

What could she possibly do?

It's impossible to give these people a sum of money and let them leave the mountains, reform themselves, and live a peaceful life, right? Bah—if you really did that, Shen Tang would want to have brain surgery to empty the water out of his brain.

The merchants of Xiaocheng and the elderly and weak of the Lin family—the former were bullied by local thugs, the latter died unjustly in a foreign land, leaving only Lin Feng… Which of these incidents has nothing to do with these seemingly innocent people in front of us?

These people in front of him, he couldn't kill them, he couldn't release them, he couldn't sell them... Shen Tang rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

She inwardly complained about why she had kept these troublesome people around while she was drunk. They were all bad people anyway, and she had already killed so many people, so why didn't she kill them all while she was drunk... When this thought popped into her mind, she was startled.

How could she have such a terrible thought?

How could someone have such a warped worldview?

Shen Tang was shocked by her own terrifying state, and the more she thought about it, the more panicked she became.

A sharp, persistent, and unbearable stinging pain came from the depths of her mind, causing her to furrow her brows and clench her teeth. Unconsciously, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her once rosy cheeks turned deathly pale, and her lips lost their color, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

Qi Shan noticed her unusual behavior immediately.

He raised his hand to support the swaying Chen Tang, his voice carrying a barely perceptible urgency: "You Li? You Li? Where do you feel unwell?"

"Phew—I'm alright..."

After enduring the sharp pain, Shen Tang felt much more relaxed.

Zhai Le and the others gathered around worriedly. She waved her hand, indicating that Qi Shan didn't need to worry too much, and said, "It's probably a hangover. I suddenly had a headache... but it's nothing serious, it doesn't hurt now... As for these people, let them all stay. Don't bury them alive. They are still lives. It's not easy for them to grow up. Let them do some work they can do... I'm going to take a nap."

“Yuanliang, you’ve known Wulang for a long time, do you know he has this chronic illness?” Chu Yao looked at Shen Tang’s back with great concern. This was clearly not just a hangover headache; it was probably some kind of medical condition.

Qi Shan shook her head: "I've never had these symptoms before."

"Once we've settled things here, should we go to Xiaocheng and ask someone to take a look?"

"Um."

He paused, then turned in a different direction.

Shen Tang said she was going back to sleep, but she wasn't sleepy at all and was sitting under a tree in a daze. Hearing footsteps, she knew it was Qi Shan and, without looking up, asked, "Yuan Liang, is there something you need?"

"I apologize for what happened before."

"Apologize?"

"Although I intended to provoke you, I didn't expect it would aggravate my old illness."

Shen Tang was stunned for a moment, forgetting to refute that she had no old ailment, and asked curiously, "Are you provoking me? What are you provoking me for?"

Qi Shan: "..."

Shen Tang narrowed her eyes: "My intuition tells me once again that you and Wu Hui are hiding something from me... You're provoking me just so I can figure out how to deal with these people? Why?"

Qi Shan: "..."

Shen Tang suddenly said, "Oh, I understand."

Could it be that he's used to being ruthless and can't bring himself to do good deeds, but he's also afraid that she'll kill without blinking an eye when she's drunk, so he deliberately contradicts her to provoke her into agreeing to keep these people?

Qi Shan didn't believe her: "You understand?"

Shen Tang insisted, "Yes, I understand!"

Qi Shan shook her head: "You Li, you still don't understand."

“…Okay, you’re right, I don’t understand. Then tell me, I’m listening! You have to explain clearly what I don’t understand. I’m not afraid of guessing, but I’m afraid of guessing wrong…”

Wouldn't she be embarrassed if she misunderstood?

Hearing the boy's soft, androgynous voice, Qi Shan awkwardly realized one thing—this young man was really still very young, his shoulders still tender. But whether it was Shen Tang or him, they had no choice.

Qi Shan carefully revealed, "I hope Youli will learn to take responsibility."

Shen Tang's eyes were dark: "Am I not capable of taking responsibility? You have the nerve to say that, Wenxin Yanling is a teammate-trap... You just stood by and watched, and I was the only one getting beaten up... and you can't take responsibility?"

At such a young age, she has already learned to shoulder so much.

“…It’s not this kind of burden.” Qi Shan coughed awkwardly, skipping over this part vaguely, “…I hope that You Li will shoulder the lives of these people, no—it should be said that the lives of all those who suffer in the world, their future, their destiny…as much as possible. Shan knows that this is really asking too much of a person, but neither you nor I have a way out…”

Shen Tang stared in disbelief: "...So, you want me to be your nanny?"

Lin Feng is one thing, after all, he's a creditor, and a pretty and cute young girl at that. But what right do the others have?

Qi Shan: "A nanny?"

Shen Tang said, "It's the old nanny."

Qi Shan: "..."

Seeing that Qi Shan's gaze was becoming increasingly hostile, Shen Tang knew that she had misunderstood again. Driven by her survival instinct, she hurriedly changed her words, saying, "Village chief, no, no, village head... do you want me to be a role similar to a village head?"

Qi Shan nodded slowly: "...Mm."

It seems plausible to compare the people of a country to villagers and the ruler to the village head (or village headman). That's roughly the idea.

Shen Tang wiped away a cold sweat: "Good heavens, so the script I got was to lead the villagers to prosperity and create Peach Blossom Village."

As for the fact that the founder of Peach Blossom Village had to break the law and commit crimes like robbing tax collectors, she hadn't thought about that yet. She was just struck by the fact that Qi Shan also had such a gentle and kind side.

Shen Tang couldn't help but let her thoughts wander again.

"In that case, shall we give the village a name?"

We can't just plagiarize Tao Yuanming's idea and call it Peach Blossom Village.

Yes, stick to original content.

Chapter Three.

Chapter 4, let's talk about daytime |ω`)

(End of this chapter)