"Stay at home and wait for me. Don't run around!"
Sun Mo reminded Mei Niang and left with the constables.
If it was an ordinary person, the constables would've chained him up and thrown him into prison. They could interrogate him when the county magistrate remembered.
However, they couldn't do this to Sun Mo because he was a successful candidate and wanted to lodge a complaint.
The constables had no choice but to bring Sun Mo to the back hall of the county office. Moreover, Sun Mo had spent some money.
The county magistrate, who had just finished exercising with his concubine, yawned and summoned Sun Mo listlessly. Before Sun Mo could say anything, the county magistrate reprimanded him.
In short, he had done a poor job recently. If the county school continued on like this, it would be over. Hence, Sun Mo had to take responsibility.
"Old parents, I want to lodge a complaint!"
Sun Mo handed over the complaint.
Old parents was a respectful term for local officials.
The county magistrate squinted his goldfish-like eyes and stared at Sun Mo. He didn't take the complaint.
The two of them were in a deadlock just like that.
Sun Mo frowned. His hands were stretched out in front of him, so he was more tired if they stayed in a deadlock.
"F * ck!"
Sun Mo cursed in his heart and looked at the county magistrate. "Old parents, please guide me!"
"Sun Mo, you're a successful candidate. You should know the power of authority!"
The county magistrate took a sip of tea. "Let's not talk about whether or not I have the ability to uphold justice for you. Even if I do, what if Pang Jili continues to lodge a complaint? There's no need for Grand Tutor Pang to do anything. His students are as many as the hairs on a cow. Any one of them can make a move, not only you, but I'll also be finished. "
Sun Mo fell silent and clenched his fists. There was no place to vent his grievances.
"If I accept your complaint, you and the Pang Clan will fight to the death. Hence, you should try your best to calm things down before things get out of hand!"
The county magistrate persuaded.
He seemed to be confiding in Sun Mo, but it was also because he wanted to avoid trouble. If Sun Mo, a scholar who didn't know the severity of the situation, caused trouble, nothing would happen to Pang Jili, but his own evaluation would be affected.
Hence, he persuaded.
"How to calm things down?"
Sun Mo sneered. "He wants my wife. Should I wash her clean and send her over?"
"You are a High Scholar, don't just look at the things in front of you!"
Magistrate Liu picked up his teacup and took a sip.
The old servant standing at the side immediately indicated that it was time for Sun Mo to leave.
Sun Mo's countenance was ashen.
He understood Magistrate Liu's hidden meaning.
The High Scholars did not have to do hard labor and could even receive a portion of rice every month. Furthermore, they did not have to pay taxes on their land. Why was Fan Jin so happy when he became a High Scholar?
Because this transcends social class.
If Sun Mo went against Pang Jili, he would lose his status as a High Scholar and return to being a commoner. In fact, he might even be banished to the army.
"Instructor Sun, you are a High Scholar after all. How many concubines do you wish to marry? Those people would rush to marry you. Why can't you understand?"
The old servant persuaded.
Sun Mo didn't bother with this fellow. His mind was rapidly thinking of various possible methods to break out of this situation. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of Lin Chong.
In terms of standing, the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Army should be higher than him, right? However, his family was still ruined by the High Magistrate, and he was finally forced to commit suicide.
"At most, I will rebel as well!"
Sun Mo walked out of the back of the yamen. He had only taken a few steps when he was blocked by a group of people.
The person in the lead was a young master dressed in embroidered clothes. He held a folding fan in his hand and had an evil look on his face. In layman's terms, he looked like a loafer. One look and one could tell that he wasn't a good person.
"Hey, I'm Pang Jili!"
The young master went straight to the point and reported his name. His tone was filled with arrogance.
"Are you asking for a beating?"
When the young master's followers saw Sun Mo's cold attitude, they immediately hooted, "Our young master is speaking to you. Hurry up and greet him!"
Sun Mo glanced at these people and had a plan in his heart. Hence, he shouted angrily, "Pang Jili, don't forget that there are still laws in this world. I want to go to the capital to lodge a complaint!"
Sun Mo did this to numb the other party and conceal his true intentions.
"Haha!"
Pang Jili laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke. "Lodge a complaint? If your complaint can be handed to His Majesty, I will change my surname to yours! "
"This young master can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you. Hurry up and wash your wife clean and send her to this young master's house. If she can serve me well, I will make you a seventh-grade official."
"To be able to be the brother-in-law of this young master is your good fortune!"
The followers teased and ridiculed Sun Mo.
"I want to lodge a complaint with Imperial Tutor Pang as well!"
Sun Mo shouted like an incompetent and enraged loser.
"No problem, I'm waiting!"
Pang Jili waved his folding fan and leaped onto his tall horse. "Oh right, I heard that you are a teacher? I don't think you are capable. You can forget about being a teacher! "
As Pang Jili spoke, he looked at the old servant. "Go and tell the county magistrate not to let such an ignorant and incompetent person hold up the children of the county school."
"My old master also has the intention to reorganize the county school!"
The old servant smiled.
Although he didn't reply directly, the unspoken meaning was clear. Sun Mo was finished.
Pang Jili rode his horse and walked in front of Sun Mo, looking down at him. "If this young master wants to sleep with a woman, none of them will be able to escape. Qiongcuoda, remember, it is your good fortune that this young master can sleep with your wife!"
Pang Jili and his followers left. The old servant glanced at Sun Mo, spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and closed the door.
"The next time this fellow comes, there's no need to inform him. Just let him wait!"
The old servant instructed the gatekeeper.
"Young master, should we send someone to keep an eye on that Qiongcuoda?"
The follower asked.
"Why? A single juren can scare you guys?"
Pang Jili looked at him in disdain.
"That's impossible!"
The follower smiled.
"Go and keep an eye on him!"
Although Pang Jili was a spoiled brat, he was not a fool. If he were to go to the capital and complain to the Emperor, he would not be able to make any waves. However, if his grandfather found out, he would inevitably be reprimanded. That would not be good. "If he leaves the city and runs to the capital, knock him out and throw him home. If he runs to the countryside with that girl, hehe, don't bother!"
"Your subordinate understands!"
The attendant revealed a knowing smile. Their young master loved to sit on the ground under the sky. This was called wild fun.
Pang Jili hummed a little tune. He wasn't anxious at all. He wanted to make Sun Mo and his wife submit, letting Sun Mo personally watch. That would be too satisfying.
...
When Sun Mo returned home, he saw that Mei Niang's eyes were swollen from crying. She was also holding a pair of scissors in her arms.
"Sir, are you alright?"
Mei Niang was concerned. She surveyed Sun Mo and heaved a sigh of relief after ascertaining that he wasn't injured.
"Mei Niang, if I say that I want to kill an official and rebel, what would you do?"
Sun Mo spoke bluntly.
If Mei Niang didn't wish to wander around with him, he could only think of other methods.
Honestly speaking, the conditions to clear the game were unclear, and Sun Mo was only a juren. If he wanted to climb up, it would be too difficult. Even if he passed the imperial examinations two years later, it would be a long time before he became a high-ranking official.
He had to blaze a new path.
Upon hearing the words' kill an official and rebel, 'Mei Niang's body trembled violently. Her face turned pale, but after that, she hugged Sun Mo tightly.
"Wherever Sir goes, I'll go!"
Mei Niang placed her face on Sun Mo's chest. "Be it a bandit or a beggar, in this life, no, in my next life, I don't wish to be separated from Sir."
Sun Mo caressed Mei Niang's head, feeling very touched in his heart.
This was love, right?
"Alright, then pack up your necessities. We'll set off in the morning the day after tomorrow!"
Sun Mo kissed Mei Niang's forehead. "I'm going out now to buy some things!"
Scholars always pursued to be able to raise their brush to bring peace to the world, and to be able to mount a horse to bring peace to the world. Hence, although the original owner of the body's martial prowess was equivalent to a goose, he had a stone longbow and a goose feather steel blade at home. To put it bluntly, they were just for show.
Sun Mo tested them out. The bow wasn't bad, and the blade was very sharp. After that, he leaped over the wall and headed straight for the Apricot Flower House.
Although the name sounded elegant, the people living here were all soldiers. They were responsible for forging weapons and weapons for the army.
The soldiers did more work but received less. If they wanted their families to have a better life, they couldn't help but secretly take on some private jobs.
Those with better connections would forge some weapons for the nobles of the rich and powerful, while those with lower connections would forge some arrowheads, daggers, and so on for the hunters in the mountains.
Sun Mo's target was the weapons they forged privately. Even if they lost them, they wouldn't dare to make it public.
One couldn't help but say that the body of the original owner was really rotten.
After running for five minutes, Sun Mo felt a little panting.
"I still want to use a two-stone bow!"
Sun Mo mumbled. In the Apricot Flower House, he chose a house and leaped over the wall.
"Damn you, why are you only here now?"
A voice suddenly rang out, almost scaring Sun Mo to death.
What the hell?
Did he encounter a pair of adulterous lovers?
After that, a pair of tender arms hugged Sun Mo.
"I missed you to death!"
As the woman spoke, she couldn't wait to kiss and touch him. "He went out to drink today. You can at least stay here until Zi. Ah, why are you so tall?"
Clearly, the woman wasn't a fool. She discovered that something was wrong.
"There's no need to shout. Otherwise, I'll stab you to death!"
Sun Mo intentionally spoke in a hoarse voice. He covered the woman's mouth with one hand and held a short blade with the other, pressing it against the woman's waist.
Boohoohoo!
The woman immediately panicked, and her body trembled non-stop.
"I want wealth, not your life. As long as you are obedient, I won't kill you!"
Sun Mo glanced at the surroundings and dragged the woman into the room.
When he was choosing his targets, he had chosen a small family like this. They had some spare money but couldn't afford servants or maids. This meant that the owner of this family had some means to earn some extra money.
Very soon, the woman brought the family's savings over.
"Only so little?"
Sun Mo pretended to be unhappy.
"My... my family's money has been taken by the owner to drink with women!"
The woman cried out, "Look, I don't even have much accessories!"
"What about weapons? Short blades, crossbows, arrows, and so on? There should be some, right?"
Sun Mo smiled malevolently. "You can't possibly make me make a trip for nothing, right? At the very least, a crossbow can be exchanged for quite a lot of money! "
"Crossbows are prohibited weapons. Privately manufacturing and selling them is a capital offense."
The woman sobbed softly.
"Don't cry. Quickly take out any weapons you have. Don't lie to me. I know that military families like you are all doing such shady business."
Sun Mo exerted force and poked her.
The woman's body immediately stiffened. She didn't dare to resist and went to the woodshed. After pulling away the firewood, he opened up the floor and revealed a cellar.
There were a few boxes inside. Sun Mo opened them and discovered that they were all weapons wrapped in beast skin.
Short blades, daggers, longbows, and even crossbows.
Of course, Sun Mo saw quite a number of the most important arrows.
"I have to tell you this. If I'm captured, I'll definitely tell the county magistrate that I got my crossbows from you."
Sun Mo threatened.
"This lowly one won't say anything!"
The woman cried.
"Very good!"
With so many weapons, Sun Mo definitely wouldn't be able to bring them all away. Hence, he packed the ones he needed urgently. After that, he patted the woman's face. "Remember, my name is Swallow Li San. I specialize in killing the rich to help the poor. This time around, I'm only here to take some weapons. After tonight, we will no longer know each other. How about it?"
"This lowly one will remember!"
After the woman finished speaking, she suffered a blow to her head and fainted.
...
Sun Mo returned home and slept until morning. After that, he started to maintain the weapons while familiarizing himself with them.
Mei Niang was very obedient and didn't ask anything.
An ordinary day passed. At night, Sun Mo carried a sharp blade and left his house.
The follower responsible for monitoring Sun Mo was hiding in an alley, grumbling about this job. All of a sudden, he felt a pain in his head and fainted.
When he woke up again, he discovered that he was lying in the woodshed. That scholar was standing in front of him.
"Where is your young master usually at this time of the day?"
Sun Mo asked.
"What are you trying to do?"
The follower put up a tough front. "This is kidnapping. You will be beheaded... Ah..."
As the follower spoke, he screamed in agony because Sun Mo had cut off one of his fingers.
"You still have four more chances."
Sun Mo smiled and pressed the dagger against the follower's index finger.
"I'll speak, I'll speak. Our young master should be drinking wine at the Drunken Smoke Inn right now."
The follower spilled all of Sun Mo's questions, including how many followers there were, what abilities they had, and who was the best at fighting.
Sun Mo changed the order and asked a total of three times to ascertain that the follower wasn't joking.
"Old Master Sun, please spare me. I'm just a follower and I'm only following orders!"
The follower cried out.
"You guys have done many evil things, right?"
Sun Mo coldly laughed.
"We have no solution to it either!"
The follower bitterly smiled. There was no way to clear his name. If the young master ate meat, they could drink some soup too. Thinking about it, he had played with quite a few women and even helped to deal with corpses.
(Damn!
After the young master kills you, this daddy will definitely torture your wife!)
The follower swore in his heart.
"Mn, I sympathize with you for having such a scoundrel as your master!"
Sun Mo nodded.
"Isn't that so? For such a person, would he have a child in his next life..."
Before the follower finished speaking, a dagger was stabbed into his throat and twisted forcefully.
"Don't be in a hurry to leave after you enter hell. Your young master will accompany you very soon."
Sun Mo covered the follower's mouth, his gaze cold.
The follower's eyes widened and his face was filled with disbelief. (It can't be, right? He wants to kill the young master?
Damn it!)
This time around, he had kicked an iron board. He had thought that Sun Mo was a poor guy who could be bullied by others, but he didn't expect that Sun Mo was a ferocious beast that wanted to devour him.
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