Chapter 70 The enemy of my enemy is my friend
After leaving the fur shop, Peng Wang gave He Zhiran a thumbs up again.
"Sister-in-law, I'm really impressed today. If it weren't for you, I could have sold these fifty wolves for 50 taels. Now it's more than double."
In fact, He Zhiran was not proficient in business. She just benefited from living an extra life and knew some bargaining principles.
She felt a little embarrassed when Peng Wang praised her like an idol.
"Brother Peng, please don't praise me. I'm just luckier."
"Don't be so modest, sister-in-law. I don't praise people lightly."
As he spoke, Peng Wang looked at the sky.
"We've been traveling for so long and are all hungry. Let's find a place to fill our stomachs first, and then go shopping with my brother and sister-in-law."
The three of them strolled along the way, looking for a place to eat.
Suddenly, a person flew out of the book room in front and fell heavily to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, several young men dressed as scholars walked out of the bookstore.
"Fei Nanyu, you poor bastard, are you worthy enough to call yourself a scholar?"
"If I see you coming to the bookstore again, I will beat you up every time I see you."
Fei Nanyu?
When he heard this name, He Zhiran immediately thought of someone in his mind.
According to historical records, after Nan Qi's death, the man who controlled the government for six years and later attempted to usurp the throne was named Fei Nanyu.
The surname Fei is rare, and no one would dare to use the national surname as a name, even though it has the same pronunciation but different characters.
Therefore, she could conclude that the person in front of her was the famous founding emperor of the Daxing Dynasty - Fei Nanyu.
He Zhiran didn't know much about Fei Nanyu's past.
So much so that we are not clear about what happened before he became emperor.
Seeing that the future founding emperor was living in such a miserable state, He Zhiran's first reaction was that even if they could not be friends with Fei Nanyu, they must never become enemies.
If historical records are correct, Mo Jiuye died on the third day after his exile, and the specific cause of his death has always been a mystery.
Now that she was here, she changed Mo Jiuye's fate of being severely beaten with a hundred sticks by Emperor Shunwu on the first day. Moreover, it has been more than three days since he left the capital for exile, and Mo Jiuye is still alive and well.
This means that she has changed Mo Jiuye's fate twice.
The Mohist school’s enemy is the royal family. If they want revenge, they will inevitably become opponents of the royal family.
Fei Nanyu will become the biggest enemy of the Dashun Dynasty in the future.
As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Therefore, He Zhiran cherishes this opportunity to make friends with Fei Nanyu very much.
Fei Nanyu was in a very miserable state at the moment. His nose was bleeding from the blow, and his already worn clothes were stained with blood.
He raised his arm, wiped his face casually, and tried to sit up with difficulty.
At this moment, the two scholars walked towards him with contempt, as if they were about to continue the attack.
At the same time, He Zhiran felt a pair of eyes staring at him from above behind his head.
She subconsciously turned her head and saw a two-story teahouse behind her.
If she felt well, the sight came from the second floor.
So, He Zhiran looked towards the second floor and saw that the windows there were open, but there was no one in sight.
Without caring too much, seeing that Fei Nanyu was about to suffer a loss, He Zhiran took a step forward and stood in front of him.
"A word of advice to both of you: moderation is enough."
He Zhiran had just said a word when, with his sensitive level, he felt that gaze again.
However, this was not the time for her to explore, and He Zhiran focused on keeping his eyes level with the scholar.
The two scholars looked at the woman standing in front of them. Her clothes were patched up and her face was covered in dust.
The tall scholar said contemptuously: "Where did you come from, beggar? Mind your own business and get out of here."
He Zhiran still stood there motionless, with his arms folded across his chest.
"What if I insist on interfering?"
"Looking for death." The shorter scholar said, pretending to slap He Zhiran.
Since He Zhiran has chosen to meddle in this matter, he is already prepared to take action.
Just as she was about to fight back, Peng Wang stepped forward and kicked the short scholar in the abdomen.
At the same time, another officer also punched the tall scholar.
Peng Wang didn't know why He Zhiran was meddling in other people's business, but based on his understanding of the latter, she was not a reckless person and must have her own reasons for doing things.
Therefore, Peng Wang chose to support unconditionally.
When the officers saw that their boss had taken action, they naturally could not be vague.
The two scholars were beaten, covering the painful areas and glaring at each other.
Several scholars at the back also gathered around and glared at them, but no one dared to attack them again.
"How dare you beggars like you, beat people up in the street?"
He Zhiran laughed instead of getting angry, she pointed at Fei Nanyu behind her and said, "Aren't you guys just beating people up in the street?
This is called giving someone a taste of their own medicine, understand?"
Judging from the way the scholars were dressed, they must be children of wealthy families, and they must be used to being arrogant in their daily lives.
Even if He Zhiran was telling the truth, they would not admit it.
"Who saw us beating people in the street? But you, in public, attacked a scholar and even turned the tables on him."
Peng Wang was impatient and worried that He Zhiran, a woman, would suffer a loss if she argued with so many scholars, so he strode forward and said:
"We three just witnessed with our own eyes that you scholars assaulted someone in the street. If you are not convinced, we will go to the officials and ask the county magistrate to make the final decision."
He had already thought it through. After all, he had an eighth-rank official title. At worst, he could just reveal his identity at the county government office. How could he be afraid of a few uneducated scholars?
When they heard that they were going to see an official, the scholars immediately became timid.
If the county magistrate really seeks justice for Fei Nanyu, I'm afraid that the few of them who have passed the exam with great difficulty will lose their chance.
"We didn't hit anyone, why should we go to see the authorities with you?"
"It's okay not to go to see the officials. It's a fact that this guy was beaten by you guys just now, and the medical expenses must be compensated." This is He Zhiran's biggest goal at the moment.
Judging from Fei Nanyu's clothes, one can conclude that he is penniless at the moment and what he needs most is probably money.
She can give the money herself, but she must have a legitimate reason. Otherwise, with Fei Nanyu's wise mind, he will definitely think that she has ulterior motives.
Hearing that the problem could be solved with money, the scholars had no choice but to compromise in order to avoid making things worse.
"How much silver do you want as compensation?"
"There are five of you in total. I think twenty taels is just right for each of you." He Zhiran said slowly.
"What? Twenty taels per person? Fei Nanyu doesn't deserve it at all." The short scholar was the first to refute.
"In that case, let's go to the government office and ask the county magistrate to tell us whether he is worthy or not!"
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