The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 8: The Arrogant Prince

At noon, the golden sunlight dispelled the coldness of the north and brought a touch of warmth to people. The quiet Jingbian Fort suddenly "came alive".

Outside the westernmost courtyard, a loud "bang" was heard, which startled the dogs into barking. The mottled courtyard door could not bear the weight and broke into several pieces.

"Ms. Shen Chen, you owe our Wang family thirty taels of silver. It's time to pay it back today!"

Before he finished speaking, the young master of the Wang family, wearing a bright red jacket and fox fur, suddenly broke into the Shen family's yard with a large group of lackeys.

"Master Wang, didn't Butler Wang say that we'd return it tomorrow? There's still one day left!"

"Thirty taels of silver. Even if we have to sell everything we have and mortgage the yard, we will pay it back. Please give us one day to process it."

Shen Chen, who was weaving, suppressed her anger, pinched her white fingertips, stared sharply at the uninvited guest in front of her, and spoke slowly.

Originally planning to wait until tomorrow, when her son Shen Yuanliang fully recovered, Shen Chen would pawn her yard and even her last dowry jewelry to the pawnshop, and then take her son to her parents' home, which was thousands of miles away.

Unexpectedly, the Wang family was so impatient that they didn't even give them the last bit of dignity. This was really too much.

"I am the son of the Wang family, and the housekeeper is just a servant who is not worthy of being on the stage."

"I said I'll pay it back today, and I'll pay it back today, not a penny less."

"If you really don't have the money, I'll be kind and as long as Miss Wan'er is willing to go with me, our debt will be written off."

The arrogant young master of the Wang family closed the folding fan in his hand and tapped it lightly on his palm, staring without blinking at Li Wan'er, who was standing next to Shen Chen, a beautiful and elegant lady.

His eyes were glowing green and fierce, like a hungry wolf about to pounce.

Drunkard’s intention is not to drink!
Ever since he met Li Wan'er, the young master of the Wang family has been drooling over her, but in the past he did not dare to take action due to Shen Zhong's strength as an eighth-grade warrior and his position as the commander-in-chief in the army.

Now that Shen Yuanliang's illness has suddenly recovered, the young master of the Wang family is worried that something might happen, so he hurriedly rushed into the Shen family's yard with a group of lackeys, ready to rob.

"We originally borrowed the money for a month, and tomorrow is the last day. Don't go too far."

The sixteen-year-old Shitou's eyes were filled with anger, his chest heaving violently. He then returned to the house, picked up the spear on the wall without thinking and rushed over. It was obvious that the actions of the young master of the Wang family made him extremely angry.

"Shitou, don't be ungrateful. This is the young master of the Wang family, the only son of Mr. Wang. If you hurt him in the slightest, you can't afford to pay for it."

"Your Shen family is now penniless, how can you pay off your debts? It would be better to pawn Miss Wan'er to our young master, so that you can have a shelter from the wind and rain."

Glancing at the spear in Shi Tou's hand, Wang Daba, who had always been one step behind the young master of the Wang family, immediately rushed forward, opened his arms and guarded his young master behind him to prevent any accidents.

As the Wang family's steward, Wang Daba is very competent. He knows how to show his loyalty and how to maintain his position in his master's heart.

Otherwise, if his son was really scratched and bled by the stupid stone, Master Wang would definitely skin him alive when he returned.

"Shi Tou, you step back first!"

"My Lord, this house covers an area of ​​two mu and is built with stone slabs from the mountain. It has stood for a hundred years despite being weathered by wind and rain. It should be worth eight or nine taels of silver."

"Add this gold bracelet in my hand, it should be enough to pay back the silver owed by our Shen family." Shen Chen, who was wearing a washed-out coarse cloth jacket and a wooden hairpin in her hair, pulled the stone behind her, turned around, looked at the arrogant and domineering young master of the Wang family with a frosty face and said.

After saying this, Shen Chen took out the twisted gold bracelet with the three stars of fortune, wealth and longevity engraved on it from her left wrist, turned her head away, and handed it to Butler Wang, suppressing her reluctance.

This is an ancestral item of the Shen Chen family. It was passed down from her grandmother to her mother, and then from her mother to her. It has been passed down for several generations and is a true heirloom.

For the sake of the Shen family's reputation and her own wife, Shen Chen had no choice but to mortgage the gold bracelet to pay off the foreign debt.

"Humph! Thirty taels was the price I asked before I came."

"I was scared by your stone just now, and I am here to collect the debt myself. It's not much, just forty taels."

"Just forty taels of silver, and I'll leave immediately and never set foot in the Shen family again."

The young master of the Wang family pushed away Wang Daba who was blocking his way, gesticulated aggressively, and with just a few words, he increased the amount of silver owed by the Shen family from thirty taels to forty taels.

Of course he knew that the Shen family was penniless and couldn't even come up with a penny, let alone ten taels of silver. The Wang family's young master's target had always been Li Wan'er.

Silver, does the Wang family lack silver? It sounds as if the Wang family is very short of money?
"Impossible! Our Shen family only borrowed twenty taels of silver in the beginning, nine out of ten are paid, and thirteen are returned, so the most we can pay back is thirty taels."

"You want us to pay back forty taels. Is there still a law? Is there still a law? Besides, we are all fellow villagers from Jingbian Fort. Why are you being so aggressive?"

Under the bare elm tree, Li Wan'er, wearing a moon-white padded jacket and with her hair half tied up, grabbed Shen Chen's hand and argued with her about everything.

"Young Master Wang is going too far. The Shen family was ready to pay back the money, but suddenly they increased the amount. It's really shameful. We are all from the same village, and we will meet again sooner or later."

Aunt Li, who was lying on the courtyard wall and sticking her head out, spoke in a low voice, fearing that she would attract the attention of Young Master Wang and his group of lackeys and bring trouble to her family.

Justice is in the hearts of the people. Aunt Li cannot fight against the powerful Wang family, so she can only secretly despise what Master Wang did.

"Isn't this trying to force people to death?"

"A hundred years ago, the Wang family was just a small family. They relied on exploiting others to accumulate such a huge fortune and became the most powerful family within a hundred miles."

"In the past, the Sun family who sold cloth in Jingbian Fort, the Liang family who sold rice, and the Liu family who made tofu all borrowed money from the Wang family, and their families were ruined by the interest compounding."

At one side, a blind man wearing a shiny black, smelling coat was cursing and venting his dissatisfaction in secret.

He lost his eye because of the Wang family. He didn't expect that the Wang family would turn against him and drive him out from his job as a farmhand in the middle of winter without any compensation.

"Humph! Here, I am the king and the law."

"Go ahead, capture Miss Wan'er for me. If you can do it, I will reward you handsomely."

Seeing more and more people gathering around the Shen family's courtyard, the young master of the Wang family looked around arrogantly and decided not to resort to literary means but to use force, and to use the most direct method to achieve his goal.

(End of this chapter)