Upon arriving at the ancestral hall, Zhao Qingshan continued his introduction.
"Magistrate Liu, this is the ancestral hall of our Zhao Family Village."
It contains not only the ancestral tablets of our Zhao Family Village,
There is also a plaque inscribed with "Heroic Village" by Magistrate Qiu of Qingyang County, and the imperial edict received by our Zhao family is also enshrined there.
Look, our village chief is here. Soon we'll be able to invite Magistrate Liu to admire the splendor of the imperial edict.
Zhao Qingshan's smile was meaningful. Before Magistrate Liu could ponder what it meant, he was surrounded by the enthusiastic crowd.
Magistrate Liu was just about to put on airs as a magistrate, and as he straightened up, stroking his beard and waiting for everyone to kneel and worship, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck and fainted.
Seeing that things were going badly, the driver was about to crack his whip and run away when someone grabbed him and pulled him off the edge of the cart.
The coachman, who was about to struggle a few more times, was silenced by a gleaming dagger.
Immediately afterwards, he was searched from head to toe, and anything of even a modicum of value was taken from his person.
Not to mention the murder weapon on his body.
The coachman, who was also known as "Magistrate Liu," was tightly bound by ropes.
The worst thing you can do to shut them up is to use their own smelly socks.
With his socks stripped off, naturally he had no shoes to wear either. Barefoot, "Magistrate Liu" was dragged and thrown into the storage room next to the ancestral hall, while the coachman jumped in on his own.
The reason was that both legs were also tightly bound.
He dared not be thrown; the sound of "Magistrate Liu" being thrown just now was painful to hear.
Before locking the door, Xiao Jiu'er gave a special instruction.
"If you need to poop or pee, you better hold it in. If you dare to pee here, I'll make sure you can never be a man again."
Hearing this, the driver became even more nervous.
"These damned bastards, once I get out of here, I'll make sure you wish you were dead. Humph..."
The driver already suffered from kidney deficiency, and lying barefoot on the ground, he soon felt the urge to urinate.
Two people were left to guard the ancestral hall, while the carriage was driven to the backyard, unloaded, and the horses were naturally led to the fields to work.
Once something reaches Zhao Family Village, there's no reason for it to be returned.
Apart from increased patrols, the village seemed no different from usual.
The children had been given instructions by their teachers before get out of class ended.
“Bad guys came to the village today. We’ve already sent someone to report it to the authorities. When you finish class, hurry home. No one is allowed to go to the village entrance or the workshop to pick up their parents after work today.”
Upon hearing this, the children asked, "Will my parents be in danger?"
"As long as you hurry home, lock the doors and windows, and don't hold us back, your parents will be safe. Do you understand?"
The Master emphasized this again.
So the children were released in a flurry, and then each went back to their own home and to their own mother.
Today, the Zhao family's workshop closed early, but instead of dispersing everyone all at once as usual, they came out in twos and threes from different doors.
Even those monitoring from outside the village couldn't tell that the workers in the workshop had already finished their shift.
After the children left, several teachers from the private school went on a whirlwind tour and went to Qingshan Xiaozhu.
This idea was Yunyou's own decision.
In his heart, there was nowhere safer than Green Hill Lodge.
Even if Zhao Qingyan is not here, aren't there still Huang Shi and Zhao Minggeng, two powerful weapons?
Moreover, he himself has a certain level of martial arts skills.
Taking the beating passively is definitely not the style of the people of Zhao Family Village.
After each family had properly settled their young children and elderly relatives, the "reconnaissance team" led by Zhao Minggeng set off.
The route still starts from the back of Qingshan Xiaozhu, then detours along the mountain to the outside of the village.
The reconnaissance team went far out of the village and found many people sitting, lying or leaning on the ground in the woods by the roadside.
Everyone carried a weapon; they were clearly trained fighters.
Zhao Minggeng's vision is much better than that of ordinary people.
He found a relatively high spot and secretly took out the binoculars his daughter had given him.
Zhao Minggeng's pupils contracted slightly. His own bodyguard, who had been sent out to deliver the message, was tied up tightly, and the horse was also tied to a large tree nearby.
He was secretly glad that he came out to take a look; otherwise, he would have waited until dark and still not received any troops from the government.
Zhao Minggeng made a hand gesture, and the reconnaissance team members carefully retreated.
Everyone was surprised when they learned that the Zhao family's guards had been arrested.
To be able to capture the Zhao family's guards, they must possess considerable skill. After all, they had already experienced the Zhao family guards' abilities firsthand.
"What should we do?" one of the men asked.
Zhao Minggeng thought for a moment, "I'll go back and discuss it with my uncle."
Half an hour later, the group of young men returned to the village.
"What? There are two or three hundred people lying in ambush over there?" Zhao Jinfa was a little unsettled.
Zhao Minggeng nodded.
"Yes, now we can only try to save ourselves. I've observed them, and their kung fu skills seem to be quite good."
Therefore, we need to come up with a foolproof plan. It's best to avoid direct confrontation.
Although the men in our village are somewhat skilled, they are still far inferior to those who have undergone proper martial arts training.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Zhuangzhuang, who looked rather thin, spoke.
"Can we use a sleeping potion?"
As you all know, I'm not in the best physical condition, so I always bring some sleeping pills with me when I go hunting in the mountains.
Aside from traps, every time I catch a big one, I rely on sleeping pills to win. I bleed the prey immediately; the meat is still edible.
The men sitting in Zhao Jinfeng's courtyard all turned their gazes toward Zhuangzhuang.
"What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?" Zhao Zhuangzhuang asked weakly.
“You didn’t say anything wrong, but your suggestion is excellent. Do you still have that sleeping potion at home?” Zhao Jinfa asked.
Zhao Zhuangzhuang nodded, "Yes, but not too much. Just enough to knock out two tigers."
“Yes, it’s definitely not enough,” Zhao Jinfa said.
Zhao Zhuangzhuang muttered to himself again, "I still have herbs at home, I know how to prepare them."
At this moment, everyone looked at Zhao Zhuangzhuang with even stranger expressions.
Is this what they call a dog that doesn't bark? No, wait, this is called a dog that keeps its true strength hidden.
Half an hour had passed, and Zhao Zhuangzhuang had concocted enough sleeping potion to take down two hundred tigers.
The task of administering the drug cannot be done by someone with only brute strength.
So, Yunyou was invited out of the mountains. There was no other way; in the entire Zhao Family Village, he was the only one who knew how to use light-body skills.
Naturally, Zhao Minggeng and several villagers who were relatively skilled and familiar with the forest also accompanied him.
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