Chapter 16: Jiren Hall (Part 1)

  Four bandits ran away two, one left was bitten by Shen Mo, and one was finally pressed down by Zhang Zi.

  Shen Jing didn't go after him either. He turned around and placed the kitchen knife on Shen Mo's neck, saying coldly, "Let him go!"

  The rogue raised his hands high and cried out in pain: "I surrender! I surrender! Tell him to let me go!"

  Shen Mo finally opened his mouth, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood foam, and rubbed his buzzing head. Ignoring the pain all over his body, he struggled to get up and stumbled to Shen He's side. He reached out to check his breath, fortunately, he had only fainted... Only then did he let out a sigh of relief, coughed a few times, and with red eyes asked the surrounding crowd: "Who can help me? Go call the authorities and a doctor, I'll thank you heavily!" The word "thank" was bitten extremely hard.

  Someone on the side looked over and responded, "I'll go." But was stopped by an old man who said, "Just call for a doctor, don't call for any officials to cause trouble." The person clearly understood the old man's meaning, nodded and said, "Got it," then headed towards the nearest clinic.

  Shenmo consoled Lao Die for a while and asked the old man with red eyes: "Why can't we report to the authorities?"

  "Little brother, this is for your own good." The old man hastily explained: "Not to mention that once you get involved with the authorities, you'll end up with a lot of unnecessary expenses; just say that these people are all mixed gangs, and who knows how many brothers they have backing them?"

  "Hmph, young man!" At this time, the big black man who was pressed to the ground also spoke up: "If you know what's good for you, quickly let go of Grandfather, and we'll consider this matter settled today. Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson that will make you regret it."

  "Ptoo!" Shen Mo responded with a mouthful of bloody phlegm to his threat, his face twisted in a fierce scowl. "If anything happens to my dad, I'll kill your whole family!"

  "This young kid's tone isn't small at all..." Anyone could tell that this red-eyed youth was absolutely not joking around. The large black man also became somewhat flustered, his expression fierce as he said: "Do you know who my brother is?"

  "Do you know who you're hitting?" Shen Mo didn't answer, but instead coldly asked back.

  "He's just a poor wretch who sells words." The big black man suddenly realized that he couldn't be intimidated by this poor kid, and immediately became furious, saying: "Isn't it your father? Let me tell you, even the King of Heaven can be beaten!"

  "My father may not be the king of heaven," Shen Mo said coldly with a sneer, "but he is a legitimate imperial scholar, and you actually dare to lay hands on him!" He then shouted at the old man in a voice almost like a screech, "Call the officials, did you hear that?!"

  As soon as this was said, the scene erupted in a commotion. The onlookers couldn't believe that the poor scholar with a messy hair and dirty face, wearing tattered clothes, was actually a prime minister.

  The old man didn't say another word, turned around and ran off to find the constable... Someone actually dared to hurt Mr. Xiūcai, this is truly shocking and infuriating! The crowd suddenly became angry, many people clenched their fists and were about to go forward and beat up these two thugs... Who knows where they went early in the morning.

  As soon as he heard that the person he was fighting was a xiang gong, the big black man suddenly lost his arrogance and lifted his head to shout loudly at the crowd: "Whoever it is, didn't you say he's a fallen scholar? How come he's a xiucai laoye?"

  "Who?" Shen Mo asked in a low and pressing tone.

  "It was that guy" The big black man only then remembered that he didn't even know the person's name, and scratched his head saying "He was just watching from the side a moment ago."

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  Several men came to fetch ropes and tied up the two scoundrels. Although they hadn't caught the mastermind yet, Shen Mo wasn't in a hurry. Apart from those few letter-writing masters, he couldn't think of anyone else who would have a grudge against his father.

  At this time, a shout came from the east, and the crowd hastily dispersed. Several officials wearing round hats, blue robes, red cloth jackets, and waistbands made of green silk arrived at the scene.

  A man who was not wearing a red jacket, but had a red sash around his waist, seemingly a minor leader, looked around the scene and asked in a somewhat respectful tone: "Which gentleman has won the prize?"

  "This Catch Master," Shen Jing pointed to Shen He and said: "The injured person is the county's scholar, Mr. Shen Xiang." He feared that Shen Mo would explode like a firecracker, so he spoke first.

  That leader took a glance at Shen He, who was lying on the ground, and saw that his hair was disheveled and white, his clothes tattered and worn out. Instantly, he looked down on him and his expression stiffened as he asked, "What's going on here?"

  Shen Jing then told him what had happened, and the leader of the group listened intently. After hearing the story, he suddenly became serious and scrutinized the big black man carefully. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Friend, which way are you from? You look unfamiliar!"

  "Anyway, I'm not going to mix with you guys on this road." The big black man lowered his head heavily, obviously feeling guilty.

  "You don't need to say it, I already know." The leader took a step forward and tore open the man's shirt, revealing a tiger head tattoo on his chest. He sneered coldly: "Indeed, you're from the Mountain Shadow Tiger Head Society. Brothers, you've crossed the line!"

  "What? A Shanyin person!" The crowd suddenly boiled over, erupting in a noise that was a hundred times more chaotic than before. It seemed as if everyone had become uncontrollably angry, shouting loudly: "How dare you bully us people of Kuaiji! This is... unbearable!" The situation changed in an instant.

  The man suddenly sweated on his forehead and equivocated: "We came to the fair, coincidentally had a fight, it doesn't count as crossing the boundary..."

  At this time, the crowd surged again, and the person who had gone out first finally brought the doctor back.

  The doctor originally had an impatient look, but when he saw Shen Mo and his father, he was stunned for a moment, then put on a serious face and came forward to check Shen He's injuries.

  "Doctor, how's my father? Is he in danger?" Shen Mo's concern was evident, and his usual calm demeanor had completely disappeared.

  "Don't worry, young master... your father doesn't seem to have any internal injuries, but his joints appear to be slightly dislocated. It's best to get him back home quickly and have a bonesetter adjust them properly, lest there be any lingering problems." The doctor said seriously.

  He nodded silently and saw his eldest son push a large cart from somewhere. He then said to Shen Jing, "Lend me a hand, help me lift it."

  Shen Jing came over and carefully moved Shen He to the car with him. Then, he turned around and patted the driver's hand, saying: "Master Cai, saving people is urgent, do you think we should leave first?"

  The leader felt a sudden weight in his hand, seemingly about seven or eight taels, and quickly, without revealing any signs, swept it into his sleeve. With an added smile on his face, he said: "Go ahead, after all, human life is at stake. However, please have the few of you return to the yamen to report the case, let's go through the motions."

  "Alright, alright." Shen Jing smiled and nodded, then turned around to chase after Shen Mo and the eldest son. The two of them were already pushing a large cart, walking far away.

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  The officials found a group of people to testify, and after taking away the two figures from the Daoist community, the crowd gradually dispersed. The fair quickly returned to its bustle, and there was no sign of the incident left.

  However, everyone knows that this matter cannot be settled like this. As long as it involves two counties, it will never be settled like this.

  Everyone is eagerly awaiting...

  Division line

  There is still one more chapter at 12 o'clock. Also, I want to say seriously that after the book's setup, it will enter a brilliant and exciting stage. Additionally, Monk also wants to try to rush into next week's new book rankings, so please everyone vote and support me, I will write with more heart.