Chapter 565: What? Boss Peng feels sorry for the talents?
Mr. Peng got off the carriage by stepping on the horse stool. When he saw Sang Zhixia sitting high on the horse's back, his eyes shrank as if they were pricked by a needle.
Peng Yuanliang really doesn't like dealing with Sang Zhixia.
This woman is like a loach in the water. She has no idea who she is relying on. She is cunning, treacherous, cruel and vicious.
Peng Yuanliang and Sang Zhixia didn't fight each other many times, but every time they fought, he felt like he was being led by the nose. He had no place to use his strength, and he would hold his breath for several days after each fight.
Peng Yuanliang knew he was in a bad mood today, so he quickly walked forward. Without waiting for Sang Zhixia to dismount, he scolded the farm steward who was rushing towards him: "Where is your hospitality?"
"I always tell you to treat distinguished guests with courtesy. Mr. Sang has arrived at the door, and instead of inviting him in to sit down, you're just letting him sit there, watching from the doorway?"
The steward's face flushed crimson, and he raised his hand to slap himself on the face, then apologized with a smile, "It was us who were negligent and inattentive. It's all our fault."
"Mr. Sang, please don't blame me."
Sang Zhixia slowly loosened the reins around her fingers and said playfully, as if amused, "Manager Gu, you're joking. We're uninvited guests here, so how can we have the nerve to blame you?"
"But then again, why is it that I only see Manager Gu and not Manager Zheng?"
Sang Zhixia didn't wait for a reply after he finished speaking. He dismounted swiftly, stood still, squeezed the whip in his hand, and said subtly, "I heard that those useless people in my family have been put to good use here. They are now very respectable."
"I came today, why didn't I see you?"
Sang Zhixia's words were ill-intentioned from the moment she opened her mouth, which made Manager Gu's face twitch. He instinctively looked at Peng Yuanliang, not knowing how to respond.
Peng Yuanliang's face was as blank as real gold, and his tone was innocent: "Where did Mr. Sang come from?"
"Could it be that you want to see someone in my village?"
Peng Yuanliang was a respectable man. Even though he was extremely dissatisfied with Sang Zhixia's contempt, he smiled and said, "If you want to find someone, that's easy."
"Mr. Sang, just tell me your name clearly. I'll have someone get the list and look for it. I'm sure there won't be any mistakes. Why make such a fuss?"
The people brought by Sang Zhixia were all dressed in black and holding knives while sitting high on horseback. They had cold faces and black eyebrows and were full of murderous aura as they rushed forward.
Judging from the situation, those who know that they are here to look for someone would think they are here to kill someone, while those who don’t would think they are here to massacre someone.
Sang Zhixia curled her eyes in a half-smile and said jokingly, "The person I'm looking for may not be on the list. I'm sorry to bother Mr. Peng with any help."
"It doesn't matter whether you look at the list or not. I know how many people I've lost, and I know how many are hiding here. I'll recognize them all when I see them."
After Sang Zhixia finished speaking, he raised his hand and gestured forward. The guard, who was wrapped in a murderous aura, was about to draw his sword and rush in.
Manager Gu shouted several times, "No, that's all!" The smile on Peng Yuanliang's face slowly froze. "Boss Sang, I'm going to give you some leeway out of consideration for our past friendship, but that's not how things work."
"Zhuangzi belongs to me. No one else can make any decisions about it. Do you still want someone to force their way in and search for me today?"
“Why can’t we search?”
Sang Zhixia took the stack of indentures that Xu Yu had prepared long ago and waved them in the air, sneering, "Boss Peng, if you eat from someone else's bowl, you'll probably choke on it. If you order people who are not your own around too much, you'll end up hurting yourself."
"The over one hundred people I have are indentured slaves. Before they rebelled against their master, they stole my priceless treasures. I've tracked down their whereabouts. Is there anything wrong with arresting them directly?"
It may not be acceptable to force your way in from the perspective of face, but hiding it all the time is not a good idea either.
Peng Yuanliang was furious that the news was too late and that he hadn't sent Lord Liu to deal with the situation. However, he forced himself to remain calm and said, "What if the person you're looking for isn't here? How are you going to give me an explanation for breaking into my farm?"
"Confession?"
Sang Zhixia laughed sarcastically, as if hearing some ridiculous joke, and said with a curved eyebrow, "Boss Peng, you don't think I'm just bluffing today, do you?"
"If I wasn't sure the person I was looking for was right here, how could I have the nerve to make a fuss about searching?"
"Now that I'm here, I can find them even if I dig deep underground. Instead of worrying about how this will end for me, you should first think about how you will justify yourself when I capture these people and go to court to face them."
The crime of harboring and hiding a hundred fugitive slaves cannot be evaded even if someone tries to cover it up.
Peng Yuanliang's expression changed slightly. Looking at Sang Zhixia's tough face, he said delicately, "Is the Sang family going to confront me head-on?"
"So what?"
Sang Zhixia glanced disdainfully at Peng Yuanliang and his lackeys, then said casually, "I know Boss Peng has a good relationship with the city lords, and I also know that Zheng Erhu is someone's distant relative, but the northwest is still the land of the world. What can the mere city lords do to me?"
If you are not afraid of being caught red-handed and losing face, then go ahead and make a fuss.
Anyway, since Sang Zhixia came today, she had no intention of letting things go peacefully.
Peng Yuanliang's plan to delay was shattered by Sang Zhixia's flurry of punches. He sneered in anger, "Master Sang, they say you should always leave a way out for others. Why do you have to kill these helpless people?"
"I can't let you in to search me. I don't even know the person you're talking about, but I assume you're here today for more than just arresting someone, right?"
Sang Zhixia smiled but said nothing.
Peng Yuanliang said with a dark face, "I've already said he's a runaway slave, a servant who's lost his heart. Even if we catch him back, the Sang family probably wouldn't dare to use him anymore. Why would they be so aggressive?"
Sang Zhixia flicked her fingertips and said slowly, "Once unfaithful, never again. I understand this."
"However, these people have caused me considerable losses. I can't possibly get them back. Taking their lives as compensation can at least alleviate some of my anger. It can also serve as a warning to others and teach them a lesson."
"Why, Boss Peng feels sorry for the talent?"
Sang Zhixia shouted for war and killing, and it was obvious that he had no intention of leaving Zheng Erhu and his men any chance of survival.
Under such circumstances, it would be even more impossible for Peng Yuanliang to hand over the person.
Peng Yuanliang gritted his teeth, forced a smile, and said, "They are just some lowly servants. The Sang family can do whatever they want with them. I have no right to interfere."
"but……"
Peng Yuanliang gave a bitter smile, unable to bear the consequences. He sighed, "I'm not as hard-hearted as Mr. Sang. The lives of a hundred or so people are too precious. I can't bear such an injustice."
"If the Sang family would give me some face, why not negotiate with me about the indenture you hold? It would be best if we can come up with a suitable solution. What do you think?"
The indenture in Sang Zhixia's hand is the life of Zheng Erhu and others. Whether they can continue to live depends entirely on Sang Zhixia's decision.
Peng Yuanliang was secretly annoyed at Sang Zhixia's scheme today, but he didn't want to lose the support of the people in the manor in public, so he said angrily, "Master Sang, blindly beating and killing people is not a good thing."
"If you really want to get out of this trouble, we can sit down and talk."
Sang Zhixia looked at Peng Yuanliang with a gloomy look in his eyes. He was almost unable to hold back his smile. He casually waved his finger backwards, and the guards who had already drawn their swords retreated half a step. The atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
Sang Zhixia was in high spirits as she watched the rich man jump into the open net and said happily, "Okay, let's talk then."
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