All the landlords and squires who did not know where the good name came from were speechless. "What are you talking about?"
Thus, when Cheng He appeared at the entrance of the Qiu family's house, he was stopped by the Qiu family's guard.
After he reported his name, the servant rushed in and shouted.
"Master, Master, there's an old man called Cheng He who I've never seen before. He's asking for a meeting. I saw that he brought a group of people and seemed to be looking for trouble. Master, do you want me to gather some men?"
His voice was loud enough for Cheng He to hear every word. He was so angry that he almost jumped up.
Qiu Zhihao was also a person with a temper. He slammed the table and said, "Er Gouzi, get them to fight back. They're bullying us at our doorstep."
"Yes, Master." The young man called Er Gouzi ran out excitedly and got the men to go.
When Cheng He heard the entire conversation, he felt as if he was cursing in his heart.
He was such a famous person and these lowly commoners had never heard of him.
"Qiu Zhihao, I'm County Head Cheng He. I'm here today to tell you something."
He couldn't take it anymore and shouted at the door. Facing the main hall, he vaguely saw a man sitting in a rocking chair and smoking.
Qiu Zhihao was smoking and choked by the loud shout. He couldn't stop coughing.
Who the hell is a County Head? What's there to talk about in our house?
"Big Monkey, call him in for a talk." After he stopped coughing, Qiu Zhihao said to the servant who was wiping the table.
He started to wonder what this County Head Cheng, who had never appeared in the village or the county, was doing at this time. Was he here to freeload?
Absolutely not. They had so many people to feed, how could they have extra food for others?
Qiu Zhihao, who looked like a Maitreya Buddha, was vexed. He felt that he had to chase him away and not be soft-hearted.
It was not easy for them to enter the lobby. Before they could even open their mouths, Qiu Zhihao went straight to the point and accused them of being poor.
Cheng He was really angry this time. He kicked the stool beside him and said, "Qiu Zhihao, I'm here to confront your daughter today."
"She stole my daughter's husband and even allowed others to injure my son. I want your daughter to serve my son."
The tobacco pipe in Qiu Zhihao's hand fell to the ground with a clang. His originally neat Tang suit was also messed up because he suddenly stood up.
His plump face seemed to have suffered some kind of shock. His face was so wrinkled that his eyes were almost invisible.
Cheng He thought that the other party was afraid. He immediately exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, feeling carefree.
"Hand over your daughter, and we'll pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, I'll confiscate all your assets and land."
"What?" Qiu Zhihao was so surprised that he accidentally stepped on his pipe. What did he just hear? This self-proclaimed county magistrate wanted to confiscate his family's property?
"I say, you old thing, don't tell me you're some kind of bandit or robber? Big monkey, hurry up and shout for me, let the villagers beat this thing out of here."
"If he dies, it's on me. If he doesn't die, he's lucky."
As he spoke, he spat twice. "You don't even look at yourself. How dare you ask my daughter to serve your son?"
"Looking at you, I know that your son must be a crook. Maybe he took a fancy to my daughter's beauty and wanted to flirt with her. But he didn't expect to be taught a lesson by my daughter."
"How embarrassing. You beat the young one, and now you're asking the old one to come. Do you really think that my daughter doesn't have anyone backing her up?"
"Is Buttface back yet?" As soon as he shouted, a voice echoed from outside.
"He's back, he's back. Master, the villagers are all carrying hoes and sickles. They're ready to chase these bandits out at any time."
Buttface shouted energetically. The dozens of villagers who came in also shouted. Their imposing manner was really strong.
At least, Cheng He was so scared that his legs turned to jelly and he almost knelt on the ground.
Fortunately, Lai Fu, who was beside him, supported him and prevented him from making a fool of himself.
"You … you … Qiu Zhihao, I'm the county magistrate, the county magistrate of the entire Wuyong County. You're threatening the county magistrate. I can sue you, and you'll be sentenced."
Cheng He forced himself to shout, but his voice was getting weaker and weaker, which showed how weak he was.
"Sue me, son of a b * tch. How dare you have designs on my daughter? I'll let my dogs bite you to death."
To be honest, Qiu Zhihao doted on his only daughter, but the way they interacted was really weird.
Just like how Xunmi acted before. She didn't seem to care, but when it came to matters related to her, she would protect her.
It was like the kind of person who said, "No matter how bad my father and daughter are, I'm the only one who can scold and criticize them. You're just an outsider. Who do you think you are?"
At this moment, Qiu Zhihao probably wouldn't go berserk if he talked about his family's assets. But when it came to his daughter, he was on the verge of beating someone up.
"Qiu Zhihao, I will definitely send you to jail." Cheng He cowardly hid behind Qiu Zhihao as he continued to shout with his mouth.
The people outside had already rushed in when Qiu Zhihao shouted. They were chasing after Cheng He and the others.
Cheng He's body was hit many times, and he was in so much pain that he kept screaming.
The villagers knew their limits. They all used the hoes and sticks to hit him. They didn't use the sharp end of the hoes directly.
Otherwise, Cheng He's head would have been separated from his body. So when Xunmi heard the news and rushed back, she saw the courtyard in a mess.
There were trampled flower pots, broken branches, and potholes on the ground.
There were only corpses left on the swing and chair!
She closed her eyes and opened them again. Xunmi felt terrible. Damn, she really liked that swing. It was very similar to the one her husband had set up for her in the Western Fantasy Realm.
When he left, he had repeatedly reminded them to take good care of it and not let anything happen to it.
But the result? There was a lonely rope floating on the tree trunk, and a carved chair with flower vines wrapped around it that had been cut in half.
"Ah ~ ~ ~ Everyone, stop." A real lioness from Hedong roared. The noisy scene in the courtyard instantly quieted down.
They were even more obedient than three-year-old children. They stood in a row and didn't move at all.
Xunmi was still in the mood to sigh about how noisy the original owner of the body used to be. As long as these people heard her voice, they would be as obedient as quails.
She was indeed a super naughty child!
"Who can tell me what's going on? Hmm?" She raised her voice and swept her gaze across the people in the courtyard one by one.
She succeeded in making their bodies stiffer. They raised their heads and puffed out their chests like soldiers.
Qiu Zhihao quickly rushed in front of his daughter and grabbed his most precious tobacco pipe to show Xunmi. He didn't hesitate to complain.
"Damn girl, where have you been? Look, bandits have entered our house. They even broke your father's tobacco pipe."
"Hey, hey, hey, and your swing too. It was also done by those bandits."
"When I saw that they actually destroyed your favorite thing, I gathered people and rushed up to beat them up. This time, your father is mighty, right?"
Buttface and the rest were speechless. Master, is it really okay for you to lie through your teeth?
Cheng He and the rest were speechless. Damn it, this shameless person. Can he be more shameless?
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