Chapter 4: Threat Lessons
Just three taels of silver a month for this shabby house? Zhao Xiang and Deng gasped. Zhao Xiang angrily scolded, "You are really going too far!"
The three hooligans laughed strangely, "Old man, if you don't have money, get out! You can't take advantage of others at your age!"
"that is!"
"Shut up!" Zhao Liya and Hu Ling shouted angrily.
Zhao Liya said coldly, "Yu Gongcao said that anyone can live in any empty house in this village. What's the matter? Is Yu Gongcao's words not working? Or do you simply not take Yu Gongcao seriously and don't believe his words at all?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"Don't talk nonsense."
The hooligans hurriedly denied it, and one of them was furious: "Of course what Yu Gongcao said is right, but this house is not empty, we live here!"
"Yes, we live here!"
Zhao Xiang and his wife had never dealt with such a scoundrel in their lives. They were so angry that their chests hurt. "There's nothing in this house, how can you live here? You're clearly scoundrels!"
A scoundrel isn't afraid of being called a scoundrel. Instead, he takes it as a compliment, and gloats: "I live however I want, who cares? You want to take advantage of me? No way!"
The other man's scoundrel face was even more vivid: "It's not just this one, there's no unoccupied house in this village. You'd better stop trying to take advantage of me, hahahaha!"
The three of them burst into laughter together.
"You——" Zhao Xiang was shaking with anger.
Zhao Liya looked at them intently for a while, then suddenly smiled.
She clenched her fists.
Since reason doesn't work, let's use fists to speak.
"Brother, should we go outside and have a good discussion with these three neighbors?"
Fights should not be held indoors, as it will scare parents and younger siblings.
Thanks to the original owner, she had loved swordplay since childhood, and her parents doted on her and didn't stop her. Coincidentally, Zhao Liya had been learning Sanda and Wing Chun from her grandfather since she was little. The original owner was a bit of a show-off, but she could handle three or five strong men with no problem.
Hu Ling nodded: "Okay, let's talk outside."
The three hooligans smiled obscenely with ill intentions, looked at Zhao Liya, and started to talk dirty, "Okay, let's go, let's talk outside. Brothers, talk to the sister in a good way, and see if the sister's words are sweet and pleasant to hear, hehehehe."
Zhao Xiang was very anxious, "Ya'er——"
"Don't worry, Dad. Leave it to me."
As soon as she went outside, in a blind spot where her parents couldn't see her, Zhao Liya kicked a gangster down without saying a word.
The gangster screamed "Ah!" and fell heavily to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he was completely dazed.
The other two were also stunned by this sudden change and were unable to react for a while.
Hu Ling also opened his mouth slightly, stunned. He, he knew that the eldest lady loved martial arts since she was young, although outsiders didn't know, but he knew, but he always thought it was just a joke, but he didn't expect, he didn't expect
Zhao Liya raised an eyebrow at him: "Brother, do it!"
"Ah? Oh oh!"
Hu Ling cheered up. He couldn't be worse than the girl.
When two people work together, the result is predictable.
The dazed thugs fell to the ground and were beaten up.
The three men screamed in pain. At first, they were threatening and cursing arrogantly, but gradually they became frightened, and the threats and curses turned into pleas for mercy.
Begging for mercy was useless. They were beaten so hard that they couldn't speak, and only then did Zhao Liya and Hu Ling stop.
The brother and sister looked at each other and smiled, feeling much happier.
Hu Ling sneered condescendingly: "Can we talk properly now? Is this the house you live in?"
The three hooligans sat up from the ground with difficulty, but were glared at by the two men and were so scared that they dared not get up.
How dare you be so stubborn? He shook his head hurriedly.
“No, no!”
“No, no.”
"Remember that, don't say the wrong thing again!"
“Yes, yes.”
Zhao Liya crossed her arms over her chest and said, "If you dare to come to our house and cause trouble again, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"
The gangster drooped his eyelids and groaned in pain, and it was unclear whether he took Zhao Liya's words seriously or not.
Zhao Liya and Hu Ling exchanged glances quickly.
These little thugs are the hardest to deal with, and it's impossible to beat them to death. My family still has to live here, so if it goes on forever, that won't do.
Zhao Liya thought for a moment and sneered, "Do you know who my father is? How dare you come to my house and cause trouble?"
The hooligans' groaning sounds of pain stopped, and they all looked up at Zhao Liya, wondering where her face was.
You, a girl, are even more shameless than us. You have been exiled to this broken place. No matter who your father is, will it be of any use to carry him out?
The more powerful he is, shouldn't you be more ashamed and embarrassed? What's with that arrogant tone?
Zhao Liya wasn't ashamed, she was right to be proud. "Then listen carefully! My father was the top scholar in the 16th year of Yuanyou. He served in the Hanlin Academy, the Censorate, and the Ministry of Revenue. Before he was exiled, he was the Minister of Rites. Three years ago, the emperor appointed him as the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion. You know what a top scholar is, right? Among all the scholars in the world, only one emerges every three years!"
The gangsters subconsciously showed expressions of surprise and awe. No matter what era, people will subconsciously admire those who are particularly good at studying.
But the hooligans quickly turned their disdainful gazes: "What's wrong with the number one scholar? What's wrong with some high-ranking official? Aren't they just banished to this shabby village, just like them? Oh no, the scholars are weaklings, unable to carry anything, even worse than them!"
Zhao Liya took in their reactions, snorted, and continued, "It's true that we're exiled today, but the final outcome is all a matter of a word from above. After all, there aren't many people like my father. It's thousands of miles from the capital to here, and our family, including the elderly, the weak, women, and children, has to take care of us along the way. It's all thanks to the officials who looked after us. Why would they be so willing to look after us for no reason? It's naturally to 'leave a way out for a future encounter'! In this place, if something happens to him, the former Minister of Rites and the top scholar, in the village, hmph, you just wait and see!"
The gangsters finally changed color and became a little unsure.
I thought to myself that what this little girl said seemed to make sense. Although there were few people who were exiled here and then pardoned and left, there were some.
Who knows which cloud in the sky will bring rain?
They all looked very good, especially the two younger ones. The police must have taken good care of them along the way.
As for the police, the gangsters knew it all too well. They were cold-blooded guys who would suck the marrow out of people and plunder the feathers of passing geese. Ordinary people could only fawn over them. In their eyes, exiled criminals were even lower than pigs and dogs. How could they take care of them?
Unless it is profitable.
See you tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)
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