Catching Monsters

Chapter 4 Is it a sweet dream?

Jiang Qiaoqiao looked back and saw that it was Jiang Yun who came back. All the grievances and fear in her heart burst out.

She was holding on and didn't dare to cry.

She hugged Jiang Yun and cried out of fear. After all, she was just a sixteen-year-old girl.

The ferocious looks of Peng San and others just now really frightened her.

Jiang Yun saw the bright red palm print on Jiang Qiaoqiao's face and asked in a deep voice, "Did he hit you?"

"kindness."

Jiang Yun's eyes were terribly cold; Jiang Qiaoqiao had never seen such eyes before.

She came back to her senses, not caring about her grievances, and hurriedly reminded: "Brother, don't be impulsive, there are many of them."

In her opinion, her brother was just a scholar. If he fought with these thugs, she would be the only one who would suffer.

"Oh, you dare to come back." When Peng San saw Jiang Yun outside the courtyard gate, a sincere smile appeared on his face.

Of course he was happy. If Jiang Yun really ran away, who would he ask for the remaining money?

"Tie up Jiang Yun for me!"

At this time, Qian Buchou, who was standing nearby, frowned at the situation in front of him, took a step forward, and coughed, "Peng San, have you become so capable? You dare to break into a private house and rummage through boxes and cabinets?"

Hearing Qian Buchou's voice, the gangsters stopped.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Peng San and the others took a closer look and were stunned.

No worries about money?
Captain Qian.

Peng San smiled and said, "Captain Qian, why are you here? I'm here to collect debts."

As he said that, he quickly took out a promissory note from his pocket and handed it over: "This is a promissory note signed by Jiang Yun himself, in black and white, signed and sealed. Even if I go to court, I am right."

Qian Buchou took the loan note, glanced at it, turned his head and looked at Jiang Yun, and said to him: "Do you really owe him money?"

Jiang Yun explained in a deep voice: "I didn't owe it, but it was indeed signed by these hands."

Hearing this, Qian Buchou fell silent. You know, private loans have official effect as long as both parties sign and seal the agreement.

It is reasonable and legal for people to collect debts.

Jiang Yun saw the hesitation on Qian Buchou's face and guessed the reason.

Although Peng San was called a ruffian.

But it is different from the previous life when there were gangsters wandering around the streets.

This guy must have a lot of connections to be able to do lending business in the city.

There are also people in the yamen.

Qian Buchou didn't want to get involved in this mess for no reason, but if Qian Buchou didn't help, Jiang Yun now had no magic power and really couldn't deal with these thugs.

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes and whispered in Qian Buchou's ear, "Master Qian, Miss Xu will come to see me tomorrow. If you need my help, I can find a way to help you."

"Seriously." Qian Buchou's eyes lit up.

He personally sent Jiang Yun back. Did he really think he was free?

He found out that Xu Suwen had a strong background and even the prefect had sent people to deliver several generous gifts.

But Xu Suwen just ignored him.

The only difference is his attitude towards Jiang Yun.

And he did have an important thing to do, and he used many connections to postpone it.

They could only set their sights on Xu Suwen, the big shot from the capital.

As for Peng San, this guy does have some connections in his family.

During every festival, a big gift would be given to the masters in the government office.

After the profits were divided, Captain Qian himself got a share.

But for him, it was not a big deal, a thug was still a thug after all.

"Brother, I want to help you, but it's just written in black and white." Qian Buchou pointed at the IOU in his hand and said, "After all, I am a government official, and I must abide by the laws of the Great Zhou."

Jiang Yun nodded and asked, "As long as it complies with the law?"

"of course."

Jiang Yun walked quickly into the kitchen and took out a handful of coarse salt.

Then he came to Peng San and put the salt into his pocket openly.

"What are you doing?" Peng San looked at Jiang Yun coldly. Is this guy stupid?
How many copper coins is this handful of coarse salt worth?
After doing all this, Jiang Yun clapped his hands and said loudly: "Captain Qian, I report Peng San and his group for smuggling salt."

"According to the laws of the Great Zhou, how should the smuggling of salt be punished?" Everyone present was stunned?

Peng San almost laughed out loud and said, "Boy, your method of framing me is too low-level. Do you think the government office is owned by your family? Can you arrest me with this?"

Snapped!
There was a crisp sound.

Jiang Yun slapped him on the face. It was winter and the temperature was low, so the slap hurt his face.

A palm print, redder than the one on Jiang Qiaoqiao's face, appeared on Peng San's cheek.

If he doesn't slap Jiang Qiaoqiao back, he will probably have trouble sleeping tonight.

"You." Peng San's eyes looked like they were about to spit fire. He raised his hand and was about to take action, but a knife was placed on his neck.

Qian Buchou held the knife, frowned, and said, "Peng San, you are selling illegal salt, and you want to commit murder after being discovered?"

Selling salt illegally is a capital crime.

A gust of cold wind blew by, cooling down the angry Peng San and calming him down instantly.

"Captain Qian, are you kidding me?"

Qian Buchou snorted: "Do I know you well? Am I kidding you?"

Peng San said anxiously, "Last December, I gave you a very valuable painting."

Qian Buchou: "Everyone knows that I am a rough person and have no interest in painting."

Peng San: "At the beginning of this year, I sent someone to give you a hundred taels of silver. Please take good care of me."

Qian Buchou: "That's great. Now you have one more crime, trying to bribe corrupt government officials."

"But you took the money."

"I did take the money, but I never did anything for you. This shows that I have a bottom line."

"There are not many good officials like me in the officialdom of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

Peng San said anxiously: "I will give it back to the prefect..."

Having said this, he stopped and didn't dare to continue.

Qian Buchou laughed and said, "Go on, tell me, what did you do to the prefect?"

Peng San swallowed his saliva. He dared not say such words carelessly. If he said them, he would be stabbed dozens of times in the back and commit suicide.

Soon, Qian Buchou found a rope and tied up Peng San and three other thugs.

"Come back to the yamen with me and explain your smuggling of salt."

Before leaving, Qian Buchou handed the IOU to Jiang Yun.

Then he smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, I will come over early tomorrow morning and wait for Miss Xu with you."

Qian Buchou took the man away, and Jiang Yun looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao and touched the palm print on her face: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Jiang Qiaoqiao shook her head obediently.

The brother and sister entered the house and felt a little warmer.

Jiang Yun boiled a basin of hot water, took a piece of cloth, dipped it in the hot water, and applied it to Jiang Qiaoqiao's face to wipe the palm prints.

Afterwards, the brother and sister soaked their feet in the slightly cold hut, as if they had returned to their childhood.

"Brother, why are you back?"

Jiang Yun smiled and explained, "Ms. Huang has high standards and doesn't like me, so she let me come back."

Jiang Qiaoqiao pouted: "She is blind. It's good this way. Brother, you can continue to take the imperial examination."

"Take the imperial examination?" Jiang Yun was stunned. He knew his abilities too well. It was unlikely that even a scholar could pass the exam.

Jiang Yun picked up a piece of cloth, wiped his feet and said, "You don't have to pass the imperial examinations to achieve fame in life."

"No." Jiang Qiaoqiao shook her head: "This is my father and mother's last wish before they passed away."

"Besides, as long as you pass the imperial examination, you can become an official, which means you can eat the emperor's food."

"In the future, my brother's children and their children's children will all be officials and won't have to suffer like us."

Jiang Yun couldn't help but flick her forehead: "Why do you look like a Shandong person?"

“What is a Shandong person?”

"The things I dreamed about."

"Is it a sweet dream?"

"Well, it was a very long and beautiful dream, but I'm afraid I can never have that dream again."

(End of this chapter)