Chapter 70 The Despair of a Scumbag

Jiang Wenzhou hurried over with his trusted associates and saw that the warehouse was wide open and the servants were rummaging through it.

You took a vase, I took some bowls and dishes, and he took some plates, and the scene became a mess.

Although the Marquis' Mansion has no money, these daily necessities are worth some money and can be exchanged for money at a pawnshop.

Jiang Wenzhou was furious. How could this look like a house raid? His family hadn't been ruined yet.

"Stop it, everyone! What are you doing? Don't you want to live? Stealing the master's property is a capital crime."

The servants were startled and instinctively feared the second young master, the former heir to the marquisate.

"Second Young Master, we have no choice but to do this. We haven't received our monthly salary for three months, and everyone in our family is almost starving to death."

"We don't want this to happen either. Which family in the capital would withhold three months' wages from a servant? We've endured it for three months, and we've done our best."

If there was any other way, they would not resort to this desperate measure.

"Second Young Master, please stop caring about romantic things and quickly give us your monthly salary. We all have to support our families."

Jiang Wenzhou had known for a long time that there was no money in the account, and being able to delay it for three months was just a promise, promising to pay the bride an extra month's salary after she got married.

As a result, Yun Zheng refused to listen and would rather donate her dowry than pay a penny.

He was filled with hatred, but he could do nothing about Yun Zheng.

"Come here, arrest these servants who stole the property of the Marquis' Mansion and give them fifty lashes."

He wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys and put an end to this trend, otherwise there would be chaos in the mansion in the future.

His henchmen immediately drew their weapons and pointed them at the servants.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the servants' faces changed. They became panic-stricken and even had a hint of resentment.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out, "No one is allowed to move."

Jiang Wenzhou turned his head sharply, looking in shock as the Jingzhao prefect rushed in with a group of constables and runners. "Master Yin, why are you here?"

Lord Yin was summoned in the middle of the night, looking unhappy. "Your mansion is reporting a serious gang fight. What's going on?"

Jiang Wenzhou's face turned pale. Family disgrace should not be made public. "I didn't report it..."

"I reported it." Yun Zheng walked out from the darkness, followed by Zi Yan and several guards.

Jiang Wenzhou was so angry that he was shaking all over. "Who told you to report it?"

He turned around and said with an apologetic smile, "Master Yin, she is ignorant and has made a false report. Please go back. I will visit you another day."

The Jingzhao prefect is the chief executive of the Jingji area. This position must be the emperor's confidant, and Jiang Wenzhou does not dare to offend him easily.

Yun Zheng smiled and said, "Master Yin, if many people die tonight and you know about it but do nothing, you will bear the brunt of the responsibility."

Lord Yin had long heard of Yun Zheng's style of doing things. If she didn't obey him, she would just fight him without giving face to anyone.

"Second Master Jiang, what's going on?"

Jiang Wenzhou's mind raced, "These servants stole the mansion's property, and I was just about to punish them..."

He tried his best to suppress the matter, unable to afford to lose face.

A servant knelt down and cried, "Sir, this is unjust. The Marquis's Mansion owes us three months' salary. We are starving to death."

Lord Yin was stunned. What? No monthly salary for three months? Did he hear correctly?

This is a century-old marquisate, a wealthy and glorious marquisate. How could it be impossible for it to not pay out monthly wages?

He knew that the Pingxi Marquis married the only daughter of the richest man in Da Qi just for money, but the fact that the Marquis's family was so poor was beyond his imagination.

One of the servants shouted, "We are all good people. We are just getting our wages back."

The dignity that the Pingxi Marquis' Mansion had painstakingly maintained collapsed at this moment.

Jiang Wenzhou's face burned hot, and he was embarrassed. "What do you mean by good citizens? You all signed an indenture to sell yourselves!"

Even if a slave is beaten to death, the person will only be fined. However, if an innocent citizen is beaten to death, the person will be punished. The nature of the crime is completely different.

The servant took out a contract of sale and said, "Sir, please allow me to report that we have all gone to the government to cancel our contracts. We are now good citizens. You are free to check."

According to the laws of Da Qi, no matter what kind of contract it is, it must be registered with the government.

When signing a contract of sale, it had to be filed with the government. When rescinding the contract of sale, it also had to be cancelled by the government before one could be considered free.

Jiang Wenzhou couldn't believe it. "How did you get a contract to sell your body? Who gave it to you?"

He remembered that the indentures of the servants in the mansion were kept by his mother, but it was impossible for his mother to return them to the servants easily.

Lord Yin asked his men to go back and check the files, and his men hurried away and came back in a hurry.

"Sir, their indentures have indeed been cancelled. They are all good citizens."

Moreover, the timing is very interesting. After the stalls are sold out during the day, people start to grab things at night.

Jiang Wenzhou was horrified, his head buzzing. Who had tricked him?

The servants felt more confident and said, "We are using things as payment for our wages. What's wrong with that?"

"Second Master Jiang, how about you give out the moon silver?"

Jiang Wenzhou was in a state of panic, knowing that the situation was out of control. "Yun Zheng, quickly take out the silver and pay out the monthly salary first. It's not easy for everyone."

It seems that Yun Zheng did not pay the wages, and it was her fault that she was immoral, and it had nothing to do with the Marquis' Mansion.

Yun Zheng laughed in anger, "It was auctioned off, where did the money come from? I mean, it's okay for the Marquis's family to be broke, but pretending to be rich and trying to cheat on a marriage is pretty shameful."

"If you don't have money, don't hire so many servants. Respectability is earned by yourself, not by putting on a show."

She directly tore apart the false prosperity of the Marquis' Mansion. Every word was as sharp as a knife, stabbing Jiang Wenzhou's face red, making him look embarrassed and want to kill someone out of shame and anger.

However, he still had to be humble and flattering, "Yun Zheng, just think of it as me borrowing it. I promise I will pay it back. I'll write you an IOU right now."

Yun Zheng refused to give him any face. "Last time, after you robbed the dowry, Mingjingsi was worried and took it away. You saw it with your own eyes. Where did they get the money to lend you?"

Jiang Wenzhou's face turned pale and looked extremely ugly. "How about you go back to your parents' home and take some shelter?"

Master Yin:......

He was amazed! This guy was no match for a young master from a marquisate, he was clearly a scoundrel!

The yamen runners were also shocked and couldn't wait to share this bizarre thing with their relatives and friends.

Yun Zheng was not surprised at all, as the Jiang family had long regarded the Yun family's wealth as their own.

"Actually, why bother with so much trouble? The Marquis' Mansion is too poor to hire so many people, so just let them go."

"As for the monthly salary you owe, you can pay it off with something. Take whatever you like. It's only natural to pay back a debt."

"The Second Young Master's wife is sensible and considerate of the servants."

Everyone rushed forward, took what they liked and ran away. There was no future in being a slave in the marquis's mansion.

You'd better not go hungry and serve others.

Jiang Wenzhou felt a surge of despair. The Marquis's past had been exposed, becoming a huge joke. What would the Emperor think? What would the court officials think?

The most important thing is, if something like this happens, will his uncles and aunts still help him?

No, he can't just sit there and wait for death!