"Mother told us not to hide grain, but it turns out she was planning to give us such a big surprise," Shen said secretly to Liu.
"Is that so? My third brother is so promising. Mother knew about this a long time ago, so she kicked Qiao out. Maybe we'll have a new sister-in-law now."
Song Ruier looked up at Song Laosan, who was dressed in military uniform, with a face full of admiration and respect. He had been beaten up last night, but now he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.
His father was a general.
But now that he's Song Lao Er's son, he has to break free from his relationship with Song Lao Er; Song Lao San is his real father.
The two villagers were beaten half to death; the old man even suffered a broken bone and fainted from the pain.
But Song Laosan wouldn't let the soldiers stop; he wanted to make an example of them so that no one else would dare to resist.
The families of the two villagers knelt down and begged for mercy, tears streaming down their faces. Zhao, the village head, also pleaded on their behalf, but to no avail.
A heavy cloud hung over the villagers' hearts. Judging from their posture, they really were going to take all their money and grain, and they were afraid they wouldn't be able to make a living this year.
"Beast." Qiao Lao Er uttered two words in a low voice.
“No, even the pigs in our pigsty, like Da Shun, are not like this. They’re worse than animals,” Old Man Qiao said with disgust.
Boss Qiao snorted: "Fortunately, my sister is back. I can't believe that this bastard is our Qiao family's son-in-law."
Supervisor Qu remained expressionless and showed no reaction whatsoever.
Chu Zhuo looked reluctant: "Alright, stop hitting him."
"Don't stop!" Song Laosan immediately ordered.
“General Chu, it seems that these people who beat people are my subordinates, not yours. Although your rank is higher than mine, you cannot just give orders to them at will.”
"Commander Song, you are merely collecting silver and grain according to the laws above. If someone is killed, that will be a murder case. Can you bear the responsibility?"
"But if these troublemakers defy the law and obstruct the collection of taxes, then even beheading them would be within reasonable limits."
Upon hearing the words "beheading," panic returned to the villagers' faces.
They only said a few unpleasant things, and they were telling the truth, yet they were threatened with death. Song Laosan is far too vicious, vicious beyond their wildest imagination.
Wearing this military uniform was originally meant to protect the country, but Song Laosan used it for evil deeds, like a demon from hell.
Outrageous!
Qiao Lian'er closed her eyes, and at that moment, a thought popped into her mind: in this ancient world, money alone wasn't enough; she had to keep climbing the social ladder.
Another villager was also nearly knocked unconscious, with a bloody head, a broken hand, and a broken leg.
"See that? Anyone who dares to say another word will suffer the consequences." Old Song paced back and forth, his heavy military boots pounding on the ground, the dull thuds striking the hearts of everyone present.
Chu Zhuo couldn't stand it any longer, so he gave his soldiers a look, and they rushed over to block Song Laosan's soldiers.
"General Chu, are you going against me? I'm punishing these villagers who don't follow the rules, and you're stopping me. Do you have any objections to the orders from above?" Old Man Song put such a big accusation on Chu Zhuo.
He had long disliked Chu Zhuo, who, at a young age, had risen above him after winning a few battles due to good luck.
He did this to force Chu Zhuo to take action, and sure enough, Chu Zhuo was still young and was about to give away a handle against him.
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