Chapter 98 "Let's meet for a drink, quick..."

However, the cargo ship was high and the cabins were far apart, so even if Song Linsheng looked far away, he could not find anything.

"Brother Jia has been promoted now and is very busy. It is common for nobles to forget things. How about I recall it for you--"

Before Zhao Kuo could finish his words, Jia Ren angrily interrupted him.

"You bold lunatic! You wrote to the Jiangyang government office, openly challenging and blackmailing me, demanding these ten thousand taels of gold. What exactly do you intend to do?"

As he spoke, Jia Ren suddenly felt relaxed.

"You have nothing in your hands, and yet you dare to threaten a prefectural governor!"

He had already found out in the past few days that the people in the city were unharmed and the finances were intact. Although he could not be careless, he was sure that this person did not have any chips that could threaten him.

But Zhao Kuo turned his head away nonchalantly, and the joking words came down on his head.

"Who says I have nothing?"

Zhao Kuo raised his chin arrogantly and looked down upon everyone, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

"Bring the people up!"

He hadn't originally been concerned about the gold, nor did he intend to use it to blackmail Jia Ren. He actually had other plans, but now...

Zhao Kuo glanced at the cabin at the back again and stopped thinking.

Song Linsheng and Mu Tong had been closely watching the movements on the boat, including Zhao Kuo's small movements, but they didn't know what he was looking at.

At his command, a frail man soon led the way out, followed by two men holding a woman on each side.

It was Wen Yu.

Song Linsheng felt relieved that Madam Wen Yu was finally safe, and they could continue their investigation.

"Mrs. Wen?"

Jia Ren's voice suddenly rang out, mixed with a hint of panic, confusion and a bit of disbelief.

How did Madam Wen end up in his hands? When did he...

Jia Ren was shocked. Lord Song had clearly claimed that Lady Wen was at home...

He turned around suddenly and glanced at Song Linsheng with a suspicious look, but saw that Song Linsheng's face was also full of unconcealable worry.

Jia Ren had no suspicion of anything. He just thought that Lord Song had been busy in the government office these days, and the man took advantage of his unpreparedness to capture Madam Wen.

The first time this girl saw him, she clashed with him because she defended Chen Mian, and even scolded him for being an unkind and unjust person.

But he couldn't really argue with her. Now that she was in danger, he couldn't just sit back and watch.

"Let Madam Wen go!"

Jia Ren shouted angrily and couldn't help but take a step forward.

When Zhao Kuo saw his men carrying Wen Yu up, he grabbed her without hesitation and placed her in front of him, blocking half of his body. He drew a scimitar from his waist with one hand, and with a flash of cold light, the blade was placed across Wen Yu's neck.

After this series of actions, Xiyan, who was looking down, felt a chill on his neck. Having suffered such hardships before, he was even more worried about Wen Yu's current situation.

"Mrs. Wen--" Xiyan shouted loudly, his heart hanging in the air.

Song Linsheng's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but take a half step forward, but in the end he just stopped and held the jade ring tightly in his hand.

He looked at Wen Yu's eyes across the river——

Clear as the moon, as crystal clear as water.

There were clouds in his eyes and overlapping emotions, but there was no fear at all.

He remembered the question Madam Wen Yu had asked him before: Song Linsheng, do you believe me?

Song Linsheng resisted the urge to step forward, his heart beating like a drum but his face as calm as a lake, and he tightened the jade ring in his hand.

He also did not forget what he had said: he believed in Madam Wen Yu.

For a moment, everyone on the riverbank was in chaos and on alert. Even the yamen runners guarding the boxes took half a step forward and rushed forward.

Zhao Kuo, who was sitting at the top of the table, saw all of this and couldn't help but feel a little happy.

"Brother Jia, now am I qualified to speak to you, the Tongzhi?"

As he spoke, Zhao Kuo put the back of the knife against Wen Yu's throat, and arrogantly raised the blade upwards, looking very proud and satisfied.

Wen Yu remained calm and looked at the situation below.

Zhao Kuo pinched her shoulders, and she put her hands behind her back. A faint green light shone in her palms, but the light was hidden so well that it was difficult to detect.

"Let Madam Wen go first..." Jia Ren's brows were gloomy and he didn't want to say more to him.

But Zhao Kuo seemed unwilling to give up and kept dragging Jia Ren.

"Tell them all to retreat!"

Zhao Kuo glanced at the yamen runners on the riverbank and asked cautiously.

Jia Ren was originally hesitant to overstep his bounds because of Song Linsheng's presence, but now that Madam Wen was in the other party's hands, he could no longer hesitate.

Anyway, their main force is not here, so it doesn't matter if they ask these people to retreat.

Jia Ren waved his hand, and the yamen runners took the order and stepped back a few steps and retreated.

Seeing this, Zhao Kuo smiled evilly and seemed to be finally satisfied.

Wen Yu's ears twitched slightly, his brow furrowed as he finally realized something was amiss. It was the sound of footsteps. Someone seemed to be approaching from a distance, and quite a few of them.

She now had her back to Zhao Kuo, not knowing what he meant. Wen Yu moved and turned to look to the side, where Shen Sheng stood.

His face was filled with worry and a little panic, and he was baked by the scorching sun, his cheeks turning red like liver.

Seeing Wen Yu turning to look at him, Shen Sheng was startled at first, his shoulders unconsciously hunched slightly, and then his eyes darted around nervously, his lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Shen Sheng shook his head slightly in response to Wen Yu, as if to say that he didn't know what was going on.

Wen Yu understood that Shen Sheng was a scholar and not a cunning person. Since he shook his head, he must have no idea why.

Did Zhao Kuo do something behind her back?

Wen Yu remained silent and did not alarm Zhao Kuo behind him.

"Brother Jia, it's been several years since we last met. I'm surprised you still remember my scar."

Zhao Kuo pushed Wen Yu forward a step. The two of them were so close to the side of the boat that they would almost fall off if they were not careful.

He held Wen Yu hostage with a knife in one hand, and with the other hand he let go of her shoulders and stroked his face.

The scar was hideous and horrible, running through both sides and protruding high from his smooth face. When he spoke, it trembled with the trembling of his facial muscles, which was very unsightly.

Zhao Kuo's hand stroked the scar, as if he was recalling something, and then he indulged in a deep emotion, which made him relax.

However, this relaxation did not last long. After a moment, Zhao Kuo suddenly woke up and shouted sternly:

"Once upon a time—"

"Everything that happened before was your own fault! You can't blame anyone else!"

Jia Ren's rebuttal was like thunder, standing between him and Zhao Kuo, and making the distance between the boat and the riverbank, which was not close to begin with, even farther.

This scolding blocked all of Zhao Kuo's words. His face was very interesting, red and green, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Zhao Kuo, who had been somewhat organized, could no longer hold back and took a step forward excitedly, stepping one foot onto the side of the boat.

"What do you mean by 'it's all your fault'? I think it's all your fault!"

His eyebrows were raised, his face was tense, and his eyes were staring at Jia Ren below him like an eagle.

"You are whitewashing and distorting the facts."

Jia Ren was no less impressive. He straightened his back, opened his eyes wide, and glared back angrily.

"Not being able to capture you that day is the biggest regret of my life!"

But deep in his pupils, there was an inexplicable halo flickering.

Song Linsheng and Mu Tongxing behind him might not be able to see it, but Wen Yu at the top could see it clearly.

"But you left me with this scar! It's made it impossible for me to live like a normal person for half my life. It's made me be hated and ostracized, treated like an alien, with this horrible appearance!"

The more Zhao Kuo spoke, the more excited he became, a completely different person from his previous silent and fierce appearance.

Wen Yu glanced over and saw Shen Sheng standing beside her was already stunned.

If it turned out as she expected, Shen Sheng would be unable to understand why the big brother Zhao, whom he respected so much, was now talking about his scars that he would never let anyone mention in a crazy way.

Moreover, the story hidden behind the scar...doesn't seem simple.

The more Song Linsheng listened, the more confused he became. He didn't want to listen to them arguing with each other here.

If this continues, even when it gets dark, it will be impossible to get to the important matters, and Madam Wen Yu will be trapped in danger and unable to escape.

From what he said, it seemed that the scar was caused by Lord Jia. But a scar didn't seem like a good enough reason to demand ten thousand taels of gold.

Song Linsheng's heart moved, fearing that there was something else going on.

"Master Jia, please listen to Lin Sheng's words."

Song Linsheng took a half step forward, came to Jia Ren's side, and spoke to the people on the boat with a caring look: "Sir, since you thank me, I believe you believe me."

"If you believe that Lord Jia has scarred you and caused your life to be difficult, then Linsheng would like to apologize to you on Lord Jia's behalf."

Song Linsheng raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, seemingly unaware of the volatile atmosphere.

Let the cold wind blow, I will still watch the white clouds and green mountains.

Even Wen Yu, who was sitting at the top of the table, couldn't help but scold him when he saw this, saying that he really couldn't tell the difference between time and place.

However, Wen Yu stopped herself from thinking about it just now. Others might not know Song Linsheng, but she knew him. Whenever he spoke, there had to be a reason, and it wasn't just a matter of smoothing things over.

"You are a man of the world, full of arrogance. Why should you be surprised by us?"

"Why not meet for a drink and forget all grudges?"

Song Linsheng spoke slowly and calmly, seemingly oblivious to the suppressed anger on Zhao Kuo's face. But Zhao Kuo didn't know why, and didn't interrupt Song Linsheng, letting him continue.

If Lord Jia had spoken, he would probably have been furious.

"Why did you bother writing that letter... It's just a joke." Song Linsheng originally wanted to say blackmail, but after a pause, he changed his words, "You are not a money-hungry person."

In just a few words, Song Linsheng summarized today's events as a prank caused by an old scar, and calmly defined it as such.

He didn't seem to care what kind of old relationship that person had with Lord Jia, nor did he care what was "his own fault" and what was "all thanks to you".

The twists and turns in the middle seemed insignificant to him.

"How about, today, I'll let Linsheng take the initiative and guarantee that the two of you can shake hands and make peace?"

After Song Linsheng finished speaking, Jia Ren, who was half a step to his side, turned around and gave him a strange look, but did not refute him in the end.

On the contrary, Zhao Kuo on the boat was not as calm as Jia Ren. He originally wanted to see what this boy surnamed Song was going to say, but he didn't expect him to say such unpleasant words.

There was not a single word he liked to hear.

"Yan He? I'm saying you—"

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