Chapter 11 Shao Shaves His Head

Chapter 11 Shao Shaves His Head

There are ships from the south and horses from the north. Taizhou has a dense network of waterways, and there is the Han Canal, a canal that is thousands of years old, next to it. In fact, taking a boat is the most convenient way.

But the old man Wengui was in a hurry, so he rode over on a donkey.

After hearing from the old man that the mother and daughter were just bullied by their own people and were not in danger of their lives, Shao Quanzhong felt relieved and sneered.

"As expected, there is nothing new in this world, orphans and widows will be bullied.

However, if you dare to bully my backer, isn't this going to cut off my path to advancement? This feud is irreconcilable.

Ahem, I was wrong. With my chivalrous heart, how could I sit by and watch the mistress and the young lady being bullied? "

Tian Xing next to him smiled.

The second brother is also a man of temperament, and he speaks without regard for what the reason is, he is going to intervene in this matter.

Generally speaking, it is not convenient for outsiders to interfere in the Wen family's own affairs, even if the relative Wu Wenxi is powerful, not to mention that Wenxiu has not married yet.

Shao Quanzhong is even more of an outsider, so I want to see how my second brother handles this kind of troublesome matter.

Shao Quanzhong put his hands behind his back and rolled his eyes. "Mr. Wen, you stay here and tell Song Lao San who will be back soon what happened. Ask him to row the boat to take you back to the city. We will ride the donkey away."

The four brothers didn't eat either. Tian Xing, Shao Quanzhong, and Zhang Siwen rode horses, and Hai Qing rode a donkey, and they rushed to Hailing County.

Haiqing had to give his horse to Zhang Siwen to ride. He had no choice. With Zhang Siwen's physique, he would have to lie down on the donkey.

The four of them returned to the Wen family compound in half an hour. A mourning tent had been erected in the compound, and drums and music were playing as they performed a ritual for County Magistrate Wen.

Shao Quanzhong led his men and strode into the reception room in the first courtyard.

There is an octagonal table in the middle of the hall, with two mahogany chairs placed opposite each other on both sides.

Mrs. Wen sat on the left, looking listless. Wenxiu stood behind her mother, massaging Mrs. Wen's forehead.

Guo Wengui said that Mrs. Wen was knocked unconscious by the guests from the clan who came to pay their respects early in the morning, and it seems that she has not recovered yet.

Opposite the Eight Immortals Table sat an old man who looked somewhat similar to Magistrate Wen, and judging by his age, he was probably the clan leader.

There were more than a dozen chairs lined up on both sides, with more than a dozen parents of the Wen family sitting on them.

Everyone was forcing Wenxiu and her daughter to hand over the property left by Magistrate Wen, when they saw a servant dressed as a yamen runner just barging in, and they all looked displeased.

The clan leader coughed and said, "Where did you come from, you ignorant boy? Those who sit here are either scholars or students who have passed the county and prefectural examinations. Is this the place for a lowly servant like you to come?"

Shao Quanzhong glared at him, "Bah! A bunch of mere scholars and students dare to cause trouble at the home of a Jinshi master. Are you tired of living?"

This - they definitely wouldn't dare to do that when Master Wen was around, and they had to flatter him. But now Master Wen is gone.

When Wenxiu saw Shao Quanzhong and three others enter the room, her eyes lit up, she suddenly felt more confident and tears started to flow.

"Brother Shao, they bullied my mother and me and wanted to divide up our family property. They left nothing for us, including the rice fields outside the city, the grain stores and oil mills by the rice river."

The clan leader coughed majestically and said, "This property belongs to the Wen family. How can you two outsiders occupy it?

The Wen family is very particular. When Wenxiu gets married, a dowry is necessary so as not to lose face for the Wen family.

If Wen doesn't remarry, the house will be left to her temporarily, and the clan will also provide for her. Isn't that enough?
Does it make sense for Wenxiu to take the Wen family's property to the Wu family?

I have heard about your heroic act of sending Wenxiu home from afar, and I respect you as a hero. But as an outsider, you have no right to interfere in the affairs of the old Wen family."

From the perspective of the Wen family, the clan leader's words are of course quite reasonable.

However, your Wen family is a bunch of scholars, students and landlords, how can it be compared with the Wu family who have served as prefects and prefects? Of course I have to join the Wu family——

I thought so, but when I said it out loud, it sounded righteous, "Master Wen has been very kind to me. You are bullying the orphans and widows he left behind. I, Shao, will take care of this matter.

I am a yamen runner. According to the Qing Dynasty law, Wenxiu has not yet married. This property belongs to Wenxiu. No one of you can take it away! " "The king's law is nothing more than human feelings. No matter how far this lawsuit goes, our Wen family will not suffer any loss."

Tian Xing and Hai Qing behind him both nodded.

Imperial power does not extend to the countryside, and the countryside is all about clan self-government. The Wen family did not go too far, and they promised to give Wenxiu a dowry and support Mrs. Wen, which was quite generous. The government would definitely not intervene in this matter.

“Who the hell is suing you?

Master Wen died for his country. When the chaos in the capital is over, he will be posthumously conferred a title, and the title will be passed down to three generations.

Mrs. Wen is determined to remain faithful to her husband, and the government is going to erect a chastity arch for her.

If you bully the meritorious officials of the imperial court, you will be courting death."

Shao Quanzhong drew out his oxtail knife with a clang and ran straight towards the clan leader.

The clan leader stood up and pointed at Shao Quanzhong with a trembling finger, "What are you going to do? Do you still dare to use a knife to kill people?"

Shao Quanzhong sneered, knocked off the old scholar's melon-shaped hat with his left hand, and grabbed the old scholar's braid, "I think your hairstyle is not standard, let me help you."

The old scholar only felt the cold blade of the oxtail knife swinging back and forth on his head, his crotch felt cold, and he was so scared that he peed his pants.

Everyone saw the knife light circling above the head of the old scholar, and the old scholar's gray hair fell to the ground.

When Shao Quanzhong let go, the old scholar's thick braid was gone, replaced by an ugly little bunch of standard rat-tail hair.

Shao Quanzhong covered his nose and took two steps back. "You look so useless. You're so scared of shaving your head. Well, it really looks much better now."

What a good look! The tribesmen below saw that the usually majestic old chief had turned into a pig-tailed man, and some of the young ones couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

The old patriarch was furious, "What an insult to human civilization! What an insult to human civilization—"

Shao Quanzhong glared at him, "How dare you say that shaving your head is disrespectful?"

The old patriarch said without thinking, "I said that forcing me to shave my head is a disgrace to society!"

Shao Quanzhong was very proud and laughed loudly towards the sky.

"Did you all hear it? The old man said it himself, that forcing people to shave their heads is degrading.

Old man, you are suspected of treason, and I, a Shunyi yamen runner, am now trying to arrest you across provinces. Just fight this lawsuit!"

Shao Quanzhong stretched out his hand and took out a pair of simple handcuffs from his waist. These were the standard equipment for yamen runners. He went up to handcuff the old patriarch.

"Little guys, I've been a yamen runner for three years, and I can't kill you bunch of troublemakers."

When Shao Quanzhong was talking to the impoverished Concubine Yi, he described himself as "a temporary worker, a retired government official who was no longer in charge of government affairs."

Now, he has become an "active yamen runner in Shunyi County", and it all depends on his own needs.

When Shao Quanzhong was a yamen runner, he never bullied the common people and left a very good reputation. However, this did not prevent him from knowing how to bully.

Everyone in the Wen family looked at each other, and suddenly knelt down together, "Master Shao, calm down, Master Shao, calm down, we don't want Wen Xiu's property anymore."

My goodness, the county magistrate who ruined the family, the governor who wiped out the clan, even the yamen runners, could make the common people live a life worse than death.

Everyone knows that Shao Quanzhong is just looking for trouble, but if the lawsuit really gets going, it will be hard to explain.

Wu Wenxi had no right to manage the internal meetings of the Wen family. If this case of treason was brought to court, it would be another matter. Would Wu Wenxi not help Wenxiu and her mother?
Under the three trees, what can't be desired? Can the old scholar still bear the severe punishment?
Once the confession was made, the Wen family would be exterminated, and no one present would be able to escape. At the very least, they would be exiled to Ningguta and become slaves of the armored men.

Do you think that my Qing dynasty would not do such a thing? Taizhou is next to Yangzhou. Do you still remember what happened back then?
The old scholar suddenly realized what was going on and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Please forgive my mistakes. We were wrong. We will no longer care about Wenxiu's property. I will take my leave now."

The old scholar led everyone to flee in panic, but Shao Quanzhong slammed his palm on the Eight Immortals Table and glared at them, "Come back!"

(End of this chapter)