Chapter 551 I'll Just Be More Careful in My Next Life

When the people who originally had different expressions heard what Sang Zhixia said, they looked around silently, sighed, shook their heads and dispersed.

They all trust Sang Zhixia's abilities.

Since Sang Zhixia said they would get along, there must be an explanation for this matter.

If Sangzhi Xiadu is not getting along well, they can't help by blocking here and will only cause trouble.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Xu Tongsheng sighed repeatedly in great worry, "Boss, according to the law, those who have signed an indenture cannot betray their master. If they defect, the master can kill them at will."

"The villagers may not know much about this matter, but Zheng Erhu definitely knows."

Knowing the consequences, he is still fearless.

Peng Yuanliang must have promised them something.

Even if someone showed up at Peng Yuanliang's door with the indenture, he would just deny it and say he had never seen these people.

I'm afraid this is not going to be easy...

The village chief opened his mouth, hesitant to speak.

Xu Tongsheng suppressed his melancholy and said, "No matter what, we still have to find someone first."

"Boss, what Wang Jie just said is actually not unreasonable. How about we send someone out to try to look around first?"

"Let alone searching once, even if we searched several times, we probably wouldn't be able to find him."

Sang Zhixia crushed the broken leaves that had clung to her shoulders and said calmly, "If you can't find it, why bother?"

Xu Tongsheng took a breath weakly.

Sang Zhixia's eyebrows were indifferent: "They lost their servants, and so many of them at once. This is such a serious matter, shouldn't we report it to the authorities?"

"Report...report to the authorities?"

Xu Tongsheng quickly reviewed the government's punishment for runaway slaves in his mind, and couldn't help but feel a little frightened: "Boss, once we report to the authorities, those registered will be whipped to death if they are caught. This... there are more than a hundred people, so many..."

Did Sang Zhixia intend to take the lives of so many people directly?

"So what if it's more?"

Sang Zhixia seemed amused by Xu Tongsheng's indecision. She snorted lightly and said coldly, "If you dare to break the rules, you must be prepared to pay with your life."

"No need to bother with anything else. Just take the indentures and make a list. Send it to the North City County Office today."

"The sooner it is delivered, the sooner the officials can come out and post notices to arrest the fugitive slaves."

"I just don't believe these people can run to the horizon!"

Sang Zhixia, who was always gentle to others, could no longer bear it and drew out his deadly long sword. Yun Gui took people to the granary to count the food personally, and the answer he got made Sang Zhixia's face turn black again.

"You mean, the grains we can find in the granary are less than 10% of the original amount, and we can't even find any good ones?"

Yun Gui seemed ashamed to face the situation. He lowered his head deeply and said hoarsely, "To the boss, this is what happened."

"Zheng Erhu and his men were very familiar with the granary's structure and layout, so they stole from the warehouse..."

“So there really isn’t much left.”

No matter how strong the shell is, it cannot prevent corruption from within.

Zheng Erhu's sudden betrayal was a tactic that dealt a heavy blow to Sang Zhixia before the spring plowing.

There is not enough grain to grow, so what’s the use of having so much land?

Could it be that all of it is used to grow radishes and vegetables?

Yun Gui's eyes were red with shame. Sang Zhixia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I remember the person who arranged the record keeping in the granary. Where is he?"

Yungui quickly went to call the man over. He was a scholar-like man who looked weak and delicate.

Sang Zhixia remembered this person.

This man was not very old and was jokingly called Su Wensheng. It was no longer possible to determine where he had fled from to Luobei Village.

However, he used to work as an accountant in an inn. He could read and write and knew how to do accounting, so he was assigned to the granary to make a book for records.

According to what Sang Zhixia occasionally heard, this man was kind and honest, even dull. After joining the farm, he did his job well and never made any mistakes.

Except this time.

Sang Zhixia lazily raised her eyelids and said slowly, "According to the rules of the farm, if you want to move grain in large quantities, you must have my seal, or the seals of five managers at the same time, before the granary can be opened."

"Did Zheng Erhu get the approval slip when he went to the granary to pick up the seeds?"

Su Wensheng's face was pale as he shook his head, and he said shakily, "No... there is no approval document signed by five managers at the same time."

"Manager Zheng...Zheng Erhu said that the boss was waiting to approve the note and that no one else was allowed to interfere. He told me to just open the warehouse and let them in."

"So you just opened it?"

Sang Zhixia raised her eyebrows, half laughing, and said playfully, "You really listen to Zheng Erhu."

"I...I don't dare..."

Su Wensheng's already frail face was filled with fear and shock. He knelt down trembling with fear and said, "Boss, I mistakenly trusted you and opened the granary. This is my fault, but I really didn't mean to do it. I..."

"Even if it wasn't intentional, you could still cause such a scene. If you had done it on purpose, wouldn't you have kicked me into the hell of eternal fire?"

Sang Zhixia was so angry that she laughed. She relaxed her back and leaned back in her chair, saying slowly, "Su Wensheng, do you know the rules I set after the last farm fire?"

Su Wensheng didn't know what he was thinking. He looked up in disbelief and felt as if he was dead.

Sang Zhixia's gaze on him was as if she were looking at a dead object, without a trace of emotion: "You also signed a contract to sell yourself."

"But I discovered today that many people don't take this seriously, which is bad."

If a ban loses its deterrent warning effect, then the person who enacts the ban is destined to be a joke.

Sang Zhixia laughed at herself and said subtly, "I think you may still have a lot of misunderstandings about me. For example, you mistakenly think that I'm a very easy-going person, but I'm not."

"So don't take your carelessness in this life too seriously. Just be more careful in your next life and try not to make the same mistakes again."

Su Wensheng seemed not to understand what Sang Zhixia meant, and he collapsed to the ground, his whole body limp like a pile of mud.

Sang Zhixia tutted her tongue in disdain, waved her hand, and said, "Lingchu, what's the punishment for those who betray their master and fail to perform their duties?"

Ling Chu, standing behind Sang Zhixia like a ghost, bowed his head and said, "Eighty lashes, life and death are determined by fate."

"Eighty..."

Sang Zhixia showed a trace of regret on her face, as if she was worried whether Su Wensheng's skinny body could withstand such torture. She closed her eyes as if unable to bear it any longer: "Forget it."

"Eighty lashes is already a severe punishment, I won't add any more."

"Pull it out and set it up in a spacious, crowded area of ​​the threshing floor. Throw it slowly and make sure you get the full number. Got it?"

Ling Chu nodded calmly, strode forward like a devil, and picked up Su Wensheng who was lying on the ground.

Su Wensheng just realized what was happening and opened his eyes wide in panic, wanting to cry for help. However, before he could utter a complete sentence, Ling Chu quickly dislocated his jaw, and he could no longer make a sound.

The village chief, Xu Tongsheng and others watched in amazement as Su Wensheng was dragged out. Then they looked at Sang Zhixia, who had casually decided a person's life or death. They looked at each other and saw unspeakable shock and horror in each other's eyes.

this……

It's only been a month or so since we last met, but isn't Sang Zhixia's personality change too drastic?

The village chief hesitated for a long time and wanted to say something, but before he could figure out the words, a heart-wrenching scream came from the threshing ground not far away.

The cry was like a poisonous sting that pierced into the ears, causing blood and flesh to bleed and cause pain all over the body. Just listening to it made the heart tremble violently.

The village chief's face was filled with helplessness, and he couldn't help but look at Sang Zhixia.

Sang Zhixia guessed what he was about to say, smiled helplessly, and said with a sigh, "Village Chief, the more attention your farm draws, the more filthy things there are bound to be."

"Some rules spoken won't work, so they can only be defended with blood and flesh."

"For those who are tired of living and want to die, I will help them."