Chapter 601 You Have No Right to Take My Life
Fifty masked assassins suddenly appeared, and the women and old women were instantly driven back by their murderous aura.
He Ling's face was grim.
These are the assassins raised by the He family, a total of one hundred, of whom his father gave him fifty.
He Xiao is not an easy person to deal with. Since he decided to take action, he did not intend to fail. Therefore, he brought all his trump cards to Dahe Village.
"Lord He, aren't you here to arrest criminals? These men you brought don't seem like government officials." Cheng Wanwan's expression turned cold. "Or is Lord He pretending to arrest criminals, but actually seeking revenge for He Yan, who died in Dahe Village?"
Her purpose in sending the wolf into the arena was to force out the person hiding in the shadows.
Fifty assassins, each exuding murderous intent, were indeed not easy to deal with.
He Ling's plan to wipe out Dahe Village in one fell swoop was not wrong in itself, but the mistake was that he did not know how many tricks she had up her sleeve.
Now, He Ling is leading his assassins to attack Dahe Village, using the pretext of seeking medical treatment for his mother to head south, attempting to avenge He Yan, a member of the He family's collateral branch, for his past disregard for human life. She is confronting He Ling to protect the villagers. It would be best if this matter were blown up, even reaching the capital, so that it could help He Xiao uncover the truth of what happened back then...
“You are a cunning woman, I have no interest in arguing with you.” He Ling took out a scroll from his sleeve and unfurled it for the villagers. “This is a wanted criminal. Anyone who knows his whereabouts will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver on the spot.”
The villagers shook their heads.
"This person isn't from Dahe Village!"
"We've never seen this prisoner before; you've come to the wrong place."
"Who wouldn't want a thousand taels of silver? But we really don't know."
Seeing that the villagers all pretended not to recognize her, Cheng Wanwan felt a warmth in her heart.
The villagers remember He Xiao's contributions to the village and cherish his kindness, so no one will compromise for a thousand taels of silver. This is why she is willing to stay in Dahe Village.
"Very good, you're all very good!" He Ling tore the portrait to shreds. "Go in and search. Anyone who dares to stop you, arrest them!"
Cheng Wanwan stood directly in front of the courtyard gate: "Let's see who dares!"
"Ha! This woman from Sui'an has repeatedly obstructed my official duties. Guards, arrest her!"
At He Ling's command, four assassins immediately stepped forward. Wang Yongcheng, showing no fear, led his patrol team to rush forward and block Cheng Wanwan's path.
“As long as I don’t agree, Lord He will never be able to enter my courtyard,” Cheng Wanwan sneered. “Unless he crawls over my dead body.”
The more she tried to stop him, the more He Ling felt that He Xiao was hiding in this house.
Things had already developed to this point, and there was no need for him to maintain his image as the young master He anymore. He coldly uttered a few words: "Then, I'll let you die."
The assassins obeyed the order and drew their swords, the blades gleaming coldly and inspiring fear.
The patrolmen did not back down. They were all soldiers personally trained by He Xiao, and they would never let this damned lord take Master He away.
Cheng Wanwan raised her hand and calmly instructed Granny Ma beside her, "Help me change my clothes."
Mrs. Ma immediately said, "Yes, Anren."
He Ling was so angry he laughed. What kind of time was this? This vicious woman still had the mind to change her clothes. Was she trying to make him look good when he was put in the coffin?
Cheng Wanwan took off her cumbersome outer garment, revealing a lighter-colored outer garment underneath that was closer to her body. Then, Granny Ma took out a tray from somewhere and put a bright yellow mandarin jacket on Cheng Wanwan.
The bright yellow clothes were particularly dazzling in the sunlight, and were embroidered with golden dragon patterns and auspicious clouds.
This is... a yellow jacket!
He Ling's expression changed immediately.
"Lord He, do you still dare to kill me now?" Cheng Wanwan chuckled. "Even if I have committed a heinous crime, you have no right to take my life."
He Ling stared at her intently. Even if he accidentally killed this poisonous woman in the chaos, he would still be badly hurt, because this woman was wearing a yellow jacket!
These are colors and patterns reserved for the emperor. For an ordinary person to wear them is tantamount to receiving imperial favor.
If he were to lay a finger on this woman, it would be tantamount to defying the current emperor; he didn't have the guts to do so.
He finally understood why this woman dared to confront a third-rank official like him.
It turns out she had the confidence to confront them head-on.
Cheng Wanwan smiled, pushed away the assassins who surrounded her, and said with a light laugh, "It's late August now. Although it's a bit hot, the flowers are in full bloom. There are many tourists in Dahe Village. Look over there, they are all scholars, noble ladies and young masters from the city. They seem to want to come and see the excitement."
He Ling's face was extremely gloomy.
The woman was telling him that even if he killed everyone in Dahe Village, it would be useless, because there were still many people from other villages in the village.
Everything he does today will be told.
The acclaimed image he had built in the capital might be destroyed in an instant...
Poisonous woman!
That's incredibly toxic!
“Lord He, we can actually talk this out.” Cheng Wanwan’s lips curled up. “You came to the village and immediately started acting like a high-ranking official, which is why things have come to this point. Why don’t we sit down and have a proper chat? You have things you must do, and I also want to fight for some of my own interests…”
He Ling sneered.
He had thought the woman was truly loyal and righteous, but it turned out she was just upset because she hadn't received any benefits.
He smirked: "What benefits do you want?"
“It’s not proper to talk standing up. Please come in and sit for a while.” Cheng Wanwan stepped aside, gesturing for him to come in and have some tea. “Lord He, please come in and have a cup of tea. Also, these injured guards need their medicine applied quickly. As for…”
She looked at the fifty assassins and said, "If you don't mind that the courtyard is small, please come in and have a seat."
He Ling finally believed that Cheng Wanwan was really going to negotiate, because she had also sent assassins into the courtyard. Fifty assassins could completely surround the courtyard, and He Xiao... would have no chance of escape!
"Then I'll have to trouble you, people of Sui'an!"
He Ling even bowed with his hands clasped, as if the tense atmosphere from just moments ago had never existed.
Cheng Wanwan smiled and said to the villagers at the door, "Everyone, please disperse. I have some matters to discuss with Lord He."
Seeing that everything seemed to be alright, everyone discussed amongst themselves and walked away.
Those who were visiting the village rushed over to inquire about the news.
"Oh my, that's Lord He from the capital. He claims to be a third-rank official, how arrogant!"
"So what if he's a third-rank official? He still backed down when he saw the yellow dress on Aunt Dashan. Hey, what's that yellow dress?"
"Anyway, only the Emperor can wear such bright yellow. It must be a talisman bestowed by the Emperor."
"I must say, the fifty masked men in black that Lord He brought were terrifying. When they looked at me, I felt like a piece of my flesh had been torn away."
"If a real fight breaks out, our entire village is no match for them, and who knows how many people will die."
"..."
Just as everyone was engrossed in their discussion, screams erupted from the mansion.
Everyone's expression changed drastically.
"Something terrible has happened! Something's wrong with Aunt Dashan!"
"Quickly grab your weapons, gather everyone, and get to the rescue!"
"That damned Lord He, I'll beat him to a pulp!"
A tourist nearby reminded him, "Didn't you say that no one in the entire village was a match for Lord He?"
"Even if we're no match for them, we have to go. We must protect Dashan's mother."
"If anything happens to Grandma Dashan, our village is finished!"
"Stop babbling! You can borrow my sickle for a bit, go now!"
Countless villagers rushed toward the mansion.
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