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Chapter 7 The Black-hearted Scholar

The person who came was none other than Mrs. Wang from Yaxing.

There were a few servants following behind him, making him look quite pompous.

Seeing that it was her, the villagers who were joining in the fun hurriedly moved out of the way. Even Wang Fuxing, the head of the village, smiled and greeted her.

"Wang Po, what kind of wind brings you here?"

"It doesn't matter what the wind is. What's important is that Wang Li should keep his eyes open so that he doesn't get dragged into a ditch by that rotten gambler and ruin his reputation."

Mrs. Wang said and glanced to the side.

When their eyes met, Zhao Shan couldn't help but tremble.

He was not someone he could mess with like Mrs. Wang.

I just really can’t figure it out, why is it her turn to take the lead in this matter today?

"Wang Po, what do you mean?"

Wang Fuxing is a man who cares about face, and now that he is being ridiculed in front of his neighbors, he naturally cannot bear it.

In addition, in the past few years, he had been envious of Mrs. Wang for lending money and collecting deeds. After his proposal to join the partnership was rejected, he had been holding back his breath and would definitely spit it out at this time.

"Since the mayor doesn't understand, the old lady won't waste any time."

Mrs. Wang didn't answer at all and came to Chen Mo with a smile.

"According to the agreement, the old lady should come to collect debts tomorrow, but I am a money addict by nature, so I came here in advance smelling the smell of copper."

"So, Mrs. Wang knows that I have made a fortune?" Chen Mo asked with squinted eyes.

He really didn't expect Mrs. Wang's sudden appearance, but that didn't stop him from using this opportunity to make clarifications.

Moreover, Chen Mo had a vague feeling that Mrs. Wang was helping him out in the name of debt collection, otherwise she would not have offended Wang Fuxing and Zhao Shan at the same time.

It seems that this person does have some merits, at least he doesn't confuse right and wrong.

Seeing Chen Mo frowning, Mrs. Wang responded with a smile.

"Yesterday, an old woman went back to Yahang and happened to hear someone writing poetry and selling charcoal at the market for ten taels of silver per cart, so she went to join in the fun."

Having said this, Wang Po stopped.

It didn't matter that she stopped, the crowd of people watching suddenly became commotion.

"Who dares to ask for ten taels of silver for a load of charcoal? Are you crazy?" someone shouted.

"Who else could it be, Chen Mo?" The person who answered the call was sour.

"Isn't this too outrageous? He can make charcoal?" Another person said disdainfully, "Qin Xianglian usually does it to make pig grass. I don't believe it."

"I don't believe that Chen Mo can burn charcoal, but he can write poems. Didn't Mrs. Wang say that he writes poems and sells charcoal, so he is so open-minded?"

"These days, can you even make money by writing poems?"

"Not only can I make money by selling, but I can also become an official."

"I think Chen Mo will stand out in this county examination."

Listening to the endless discussion, Wang Fuxing's face darkened.

If someone else had said that a cart of charcoal was sold for ten taels of silver, he would have thought the other person was crazy, but when it came from Mrs. Wang's mouth, the weight was different.

Especially when I saw Zhao Shan start to shrink back, I immediately understood the trick.

"Zhao Shan, come here and tell me clearly what's going on?"

Zhao Shan tried to run away but failed, so he had no choice but to stand up.

"Chief, how dare I lie about this kind of thing? I really lost ten taels of silver."

"Besides, even if Chen Shimei really sold a cart of charcoal for a sky-high price, does that mean he didn't pick up the money I lost?"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the scene immediately became quiet.

Because if you think about it carefully, what Zhao Shan said is right.

"Chen Mo, what did you say?" Wang Fuxing changed the direction of the attack.

"If you want to inflict a crime, why bother?"

Chen Mo was too lazy to argue anymore, the worst he could do was report it to the official.

"A vile creature who talks nonsense."

Mrs. Wang stood up again and gave Zhao Shan a fierce look.

"Which bastard was thrown out of Baoxing Building yesterday?"

"..."

Zhao Shan's expression changed and he started to sweat.

Mrs. Wang's mouth was faster than a knife, and she immediately pierced Zhao Shan's heart.

"A guy like you is willing to leave the casino if you still have a penny in your pocket?"

"Yes, Zhao Shan is addicted to gambling. He has already lived in the casino if he has money. How could he lose it?"

When the villagers thought about it, they all scolded Zhao Shan for not being a thing.

"Chief, I..." Zhao Shan asked for help with a guilty conscience.

"You are so embarrassing, get out of here." Wang Fuxing kicked him hard, "You'd better die outside from now on."

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving now."

Zhao Shan rolled and crawled out of the crowd, turned around, spat fiercely at Chen Mo, and walked out of the village dejectedly.

This matter is not over yet!

"Shimei, since it's a misunderstanding, I'll go back first and everyone should disperse."

Losing face, Wang Fuxing waved his hands with a smile on his face and left with the two stick men.

"Xianlian, bring the silver."

After everyone dispersed, Chen Mo turned around and greeted the people in the room.

"Officer, I'm glad you're okay. I was almost scared to death just now."

Qin Xianglian hurried out, patted her chest, took out five taels of silver, and exchanged the IOU from Mrs. Wang.

"Wang Po, everyone in my family has seen what happened just now. Thank you very much for coming forward to testify for our officials."

"Thank you. I'm just worried that the money will be taken away by others." After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she glanced at Chen Mo and said, "The county examination is the day after tomorrow. I wish you the title of gold medal."

"Xiang Lian, go get two bowls of herbal tea." Chen Mo ordered.

"The slave family will go right away."

Qin Xianglian looked at Granny Wang apologetically, then turned and walked towards the house.

Seeing her leaving, Mrs. Wang waved her hands and sent several boys away.

"Is there anything else you can say?"

"Grandma Wang is in the dental business, so I'd like to know how much it costs to hire two housekeepers."

"Do you still need to look at this house?" Mrs. Wang said with a smile, "What you are really worried about is that you are afraid that Zhao Shan will attack the young lady, right?"

"Since Mrs. Wang has seen through it, why bother to say it?"

Chen Mo indeed thought so. With Zhao Shan's kind of character, he would definitely come up with trouble again.

He is not afraid, what if Qin Xianglian makes a mistake?

Of course, Chen Mo didn't really want to find a servant. Even if he had more money, there would be no place to live at home.

The main reason is that some things cannot be said clearly, otherwise there will be a risk of being true to the truth, so I can only go around in circles and let Wang Po figure it out for herself.

"It's a simple matter, I'll leave it to the old lady."

Who is Mrs. Wang? You can understand it all by just turning your eyes twice.

"Make a price." Chen Mo said bluntly.

"There's no rush. We'll talk about it after it's done."

"Okay." Chen Mo nodded.

"Then just wait for the news with peace of mind. The old lady will take the first step."

After saying that, Mrs. Wang asked the servants to leave and gave a few instructions in a low voice.

"You go find Zhao Shan immediately and break one of his legs first."

"If you still don't know what to do next, you can just drag it to a mass grave and feed it to wild dogs."

After saying that, Mrs. Wang turned back and glanced at Chen Mo.

The hearts of scholars are actually so dark.

interesting!

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