Chapter 150: Mr. Wen's Excellent Opportunity!

and, but the second son is blind and deserves his misery. However, I can't let this spendthrift bring misfortune to my grandson. So, today I had the second son write a divorce letter, but I won't give...The magistrate's son saw the expressions on everyone's faces and quickly made up his mind.

“Today it’s all misunderstandings, misunderstandings! You think the price is inappropriate, we can talk again. It's okay if you don't want to sell, I won't buy it, really not!”

The villagers' faces improved a bit, but none of them were willing to release him. Who knows if he would try every means possible to bully them again after escaping

After all, this is their turf. It's not easy for them to overpower the bigger forces here.

Just then, the little servant who had gone to report earlier arrived with a dozen or so officers and constables.

Seeing their clerk tied up like a zongzi from afar, the officers and constables immediately drew their waist knives and ran over shouting.

“You lowlives, let go of our young master, or we’ll spare none of you!”

The villagers, who had just been hesitating, quickly picked up their axes. Some stood in front, while others even grabbed the county magistrate's son and held an axe to his throat.

The county magistrate's son was so angry that he almost vomited blood, hating these constables and jailers to death.

They appear when they shouldn't and disappear when they are needed!

He frantically tore at his throat and yelled, “Back away! Don’t come closer!”

All the constables were a bit confused. The leading constable even shouted, "Sir, are you being threatened Don't worry, sir, the higher-ups have been informed and will be here soon!"

The county magistrate's son wished he could bite him a few times, but it was too late.

Two carriages rushed from afar, their wheels kicking up dust. Wen Hai and Qiao Saizi sat on the carriage poles.

It was obvious that Qiao's sister had gone to seek help, and she ran into Mr. Wen who was returning home.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage arrived before them.

Mr. Wen jumped out of the door directly and shouted loudly.

“Who dares to act so brazenly in broad daylight, seizing what is not theirs by force and oppressing the people Is there no law in this land The Emperor has chosen this place as his new capital, a great honor for the people of Jiangnan. Who would dare to defy the imperial authority and disregard the majesty of the court”

He glared, his face stern. "Come! We're going to Kyoto! I'll go before the Emperor and make things clear! Is this world truly the Emperor's or is it ruled by the Jiangnan families They act like they are emperors themselves! They probably haven't a clue how stiff their necks are!"

When this big hat was put on him, the magistrate's son completely lost heart, and the head catcher was also dumbfounded.

Could it not be that the lowly ones are acting against their superiors How could it possibly involve Jiangnan's wealthy families defying imperial authority and rebelling against the court

Mr. Wen didn't care about these things; he had already made up his mind not to work in the Hanlin Academy and today's event was a perfect opportunity for him.

He would not hesitate to be the sharp blade of the new court, even if it meant exposing the dissatisfaction that the local gentry families of Jiangnan had with the imperial court.

He wanted power, and that meant being useful to the emperor and the newly established court!

He turned to look at a middle-aged man in official robes, "Zhou brother, I have to return to Xindu again. I'll leave this place to you."

The middle-aged official, gazing at the hot spring waterfall with gleaming eyes, was already impatient with these trivial matters. Hearing this, he immediately agreed and rushed straight to the waterfall.

"Such a hot spring is rare, let's quickly take some water to check it. How strong is the sulfur smell If we draw the water out, we probably won't need to repair the whole covered canal, this heat won't dissipate at all..."

A middle-aged official walked and instructed the people following him, and soon they dispersed to start their work. Some even climbed up the cliffs to check the spring's source.

Mr. Wen looked at Mrs. Cui, "Junior Sister, please help entertain Mr. Zhou and the others on behalf of the village."

"Alright, brother, you go ahead. If you need help, just find Uncle Liu." Mrs. Cui replied and then carried Jia Yin toward the waterfall.

Mr. Wen was relieved and greeted the village head and Li Laosi, "Village Head Uncle, Lao Si, I'm going to take these people back to Xindu. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to come along. If this goes well this time, no one will dare to rob your Broken Gold Beach anymore!"

The village head replied, “Mr. Wen didn’t come, and we were planning to go to Xin Du to file a complaint. This boy says that the whole world is his territory, and that the land deeds and permits given by the imperial court are useless. He’s practically trying to become a king of his own!”

Mr. Wen became increasingly delighted, "Good, Uncle, remember this. When you reach the city, tell everyone this."

Having said that, he called out to Jiaren again, "Let's go into town together. I'll take you to see the market."

Soon, the county magistrate's son, whose face was ashen, was thrown onto the carriage. He knew pleading for mercy was useless and could only shout at the head catcher, "Quickly go back and tell my father!"

"Oh, oh!" The headman now knew he was in big trouble and turned to run with his men.

Mr. Wen didn't say a word, and the villagers didn't stop him.

The village head and Li Laosi, Li Laoer, Jia Ren and a few others, escorted the county magistrate's son and his lackeys onto a carriage. They followed Mr. Wen into the city.

The villagers watched the carriage disappear in the distance, a mix of longing and joy in their hearts.

This is the county magistrate's son! Back in Junyang, everyone would be terrified and kowtow when they saw him.

Now they have taken up axes to rebel, and not only are they unharmed, but even the county magistrate's son and the county magistrate himself are going to suffer bad luck.

As expected, being timid and yielding is useless. Whenever you are in the right, stand your ground and fight back!

It has to be said, that in the years to come, Suijin Beach, which would become renowned for miles around, would solidify its reputation as a village known for fairness and resilience thanks to today's events!

From afar, the villagers who came to watch the commotion saw that even the head catcher and his men had fled in fear. They didn't dare linger either, scattering in a flash.

Uncle Zhao led several men out to organize the villagers into patrols and guard duty. They also offered help to the officials bustling around the hot spring.

Jia Yin hugged Mrs. Cui's neck, excitedly watching Zhou Da ren pour the spring water into a complex wooden contraption she couldn't understand.

Then he excitedly shouted, "That's great! A bath in this spring water will definitely strengthen the body and improve health."

The villagers, curious, whispered, "Sir, this spring water is a good thing. Can we build a hot spring resort here"

"Of course," Zhou Da Ren was a laid-back person, readily agreeing. He even joked, "Just wait a while, I'll draw you a picture, and you just follow it to build. In less than a month, this place will become a fairyland on earth. When the time comes, I have to come visit and enjoy myself for a few days."

Everyone was delighted to hear this. Zhao Shu loudly instructed the women, “Bring out the best things from your homes. We’ll serve the honored guests a simple meal of plain porridge and tea at noon. We can’t let them work hard and go hungry.”

Zhou Da waved his hand and smiled, "It doesn't matter what we eat. I should thank everyone for their trust. In the future, when this place is built, I will also come here with my face glowing."

"When you adults come to play, we don't charge you."

People chatted and laughed, the atmosphere was lively for a while.

Jia Yin was more curious about how much silver it would take to build the Qianshan Hot Spring Resort.

But she's just a child, and it wouldn't be good to ask her.

Fortunately, Liu Diao was still somewhat sober and hadn't lost his head like the rest of the villagers.

He stepped forward and bowed, asking, "Sir, if we were to follow your plan and utilize this hot spring, how much silver would it cost to build the estate approximately"

Zhou Daren thought for a moment, then looked at the plain clothes of the crowd and the dilapidated thatched hut in the distance. He hesitated and replied, "At least a thousand taels."

One thousand two!

The villagers gasped, this was too expensive! Even if they pooled all their silver together, it probably wouldn't be half.

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