"Mu Tou, what's the background of your brother-in-law's coachman? He easily took down four big men all by himself. We're all ashamed of him."
Brother Mu glanced at the constables he had brought and nodded in unison, quite neatly.
"I really don't know anything about this. It seems like they bought it from a brokerage firm. Alright, let's tie these up and head back. The city gates will close soon, and we'll have to spend the night outside."
Brother Mu glanced at the sky; it was getting late, so he hurried back.
"Officer, we were wrong, really wrong. We got nothing, and we were even severely beaten. We're in pain all over. Please forgive us."
"Spare us..."
The four men chickened out and begged for mercy.
Mu Erge also understood what was going on; it was a group of idle men from the vicinity of Yi'an Village who had taken advantage of the situation for money.
This matter cannot be let off lightly, otherwise, there will be no peace in that village of Yi'an. The county magistrate is promoting watermelon cultivation, and we can't afford any mishaps.
"Take a shower?"
"What are you thinking? Take him away. Don't you remember what the county magistrate is up to now?"
"Oh dear, it has to be the head bather. Why didn't we think of that?"
The constables suddenly realized that since last year, the county magistrate had attached great importance to watermelons, and this year he was even encouraging the people to grow watermelons. Their brains were really far worse than the head of the magistrate's.
"Shut up, all of you. You've got some nerve! The county magistrate supports growing watermelons, and you still dare to steal money from watermelon sellers."
Several constables tied the men's hands with ropes, mounted their horses, and made the men run behind them.
Before the city gates closed, Mu Erge and his group returned to the county government office and told the county magistrate the whole story.
“Alright, I understand. The Jiang family’s steward came over earlier and told me what happened. This matter must be severely punished. The magistrate spent manpower and resources to promote watermelon cultivation. The harvest has just begun, and these scoundrels are already eyeing the money from selling the watermelons.”
The county constable has no conflict with the county magistrate, and he will not hold the county magistrate back.
"My lord, let me interrogate these people first to see where they came from?"
"Alright, you'll have to do your job. Once the trial is over, send them straight to jail. If they don't have any other cases against them, send them to the quarry for six months of hard labor."
The county magistrate, looking at the few cowards, knew exactly which village these idlers were. They were too lazy to do anything themselves, yet they wanted to reap without sowing.
The prison doesn't tolerate idlers. Sending them to the quarry will loosen their lazy muscles, and who knows, they might even be able to turn over a new leaf and start anew.
"My lord, I shall take my leave."
Brother Mu received the order and quickly walked out.
Once we've ascertained their backgrounds, we can make an example of them tomorrow, letting those with wicked intentions think twice about the consequences of their actions.
After dinner, Mu Yi'an listened to Steward Li's report on the affairs of the county government.
"Madam, my uncle said that the county magistrate takes this matter very seriously, and several people have been punished by being sent to the quarry to do hard labor for half a year."
“They deserved it. If it weren’t for Zhao Wu’s presence today, and his martial arts skills, we don’t know what would have happened to us.”
Mu Yi'an had no sympathy for them. Just as she said, if it weren't for Zhao Wu, who knows what they might have done.
Rumors can kill, and she wasn't sure she could fight against the prevailing circumstances.
"My uncle said that once he finds out the background of a few people, he will go to the nearby villages to make an example of them."
"Okay, I understand. Steward Li, Zhao Wu got a cut on his arm, please take a look at him. Have Sister Li cook him some meat to help him recover. Also, give him ten taels of silver; we owe him a lot this time."
Butler Li received the task and went to carry it out.
Zhao Wu accepted the red envelope, thanked his wife, and also thanked Steward Li.
"Work hard. Our master is kind-hearted. This is the greatest blessing for those who sell themselves into slavery."
Butler Li patted Zhao Wu on the shoulder, though he probably didn't understand the meaning as deeply.
In fact, Zhao Wu understood that his previous master was not a kind-hearted person.
The next day, Brother Mu led several constables to the village of the four idlers, found the village chief, and told him about the crimes the men had committed and the punishments imposed by the county magistrate.
“Officer, I’m truly ashamed that such a scoundrel has appeared in our village. This will never happen again. We will definitely supervise the villagers and make them understand the consequences of their wrongdoings.”
The village chiefs of several villages made guarantees, and Brother Mu didn't say much more; the gesture was enough.
The villagers were furious because such a disgraceful person had appeared in their village.
The families of those idlers wanted to plead for them, but were stopped by the crowd.
None of them were good people. They would get together and steal chickens and dogs. Every family's chickens had been stolen. Young wives and young girls would avoid them.
Well, now he's really in deep trouble, and the village is at peace.
People from several nearby villages who work as long-term laborers at Muyi'an Manor all know that the pay is good there, and they're all thinking about trying to get hired next year.
I never expected to see these kinds of things come out; they're infuriating.
Even after this incident, the night patrols on the estate continued without stopping, for better or worse than the worst-case scenario.
After the first batch of watermelons ripened, the second and third batches of watermelons ripened one after another.
Mu Yi'an harvested more than 10,000 taels of silver from his more than 200 mu of watermelons.
Mu Yi'an counted the silver coins in the box, feeling incredibly happy!
Mu Yi'an is very satisfied now. She has a house, a car, savings, and fixed assets. It's wonderful to think about.
The only drawback was that she didn't have a spatial storage or a Qiankun bag or anything like that, and she was a little worried about leaving all the money at home like that.
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