After Fang Yun received the news, he did nothing different from the previous days. He just used his free time to inquire about Xiang Wenxuan's deeds.
The Xiang family was not considered to have done many evil things in Ji County. They treated the farmhands and servants well. However, Xiang Wenxuan liked to have affairs with other women, leaving behind a bad reputation.
At a banquet a few days ago, someone mentioned Yang Yuhuan's beauty and her reputation as Jiangzhou Xi Shi. Xiang Wenxuan boasted that he would get Yang Yuhuan. Later, he went to the riverside to harass Yang Yuhuan, but was chased away by Yang Yuhuan and the women nearby with laundry sticks.
The Xiang family is a prominent family. When Xiang's father heard about this, he wanted to punish Xiang Wenxuan, but was stopped by Xiang's old lady. Xiang Wenxuan felt embarrassed and sent someone to beat Fang Yun.
Fang Yun found out that Xiang Wenxuan wanted to give up afterwards, but was laughed at by his friends. He then swore that if he could not make Yang Yuhuan his concubine, he would write his last name backwards.
Fang Yun compared the power of the Xiang family with his own in his mind and suddenly realized that since he would never be able to become a scholar, he would never be able to fight against the Xiang family. A prominent family could easily suppress all his power.
Fang Yun became more and more sad. He was a powerless man and the only way out for him was to escape. But once he ran away with Yang Yuhuan, Xiang Wenxuan would most likely frame him with a crime and set up a tight net. Once he was caught, Xiang Wenxuan would threaten him a little, and Yang Yuhuan would inevitably become his plaything.
It was not until this time that Fang Yun realized that the world was so cruel and he didn't even have the room to struggle.
That night, after finishing the work, Fang Yun left the Jixiang Restaurant and walked away silently.
At this moment, Fang Yun was struggling internally, should he go or stay
Yang Yuhuan was his child bride, his sister, and his woman. How could he give up on her
But if you don't give up, what can you use to fight
Fang Yun walked to a secluded place, and suddenly heard chaotic footsteps. Before Fang Yun could escape, more than a dozen people holding sticks surrounded him.
A young man with a jade-like face and brocade clothes approached, waving a fan, and deliberately revealed the edge of the boy's uniform underneath the brocade clothes.
The man smiled slightly and said, "You are Fang Yun, right?"
Fang Yun said coldly: "Are you Xiang Wenxuan?"
"Oh? You are smarter than the rumors say, but why can't you become a student?" Xiang Wenxuan said.
The thugs burst into laughter.
Fang Yun took a deep breath and said slowly: "Brother Xiang, I..."
Without waiting for Fang Yun to finish his words, he grabbed a stick and hit Wen Xuan. When Fang Yun was about to fight back, the people around him immediately held him down.
With a "bang", Xiang Wenxuan's stick landed firmly on Fang Yun's forehead, causing Fang Yun's eyes to go black.
"Are you worthy enough to call me Brother Xiang?" Xiang Wenxuan pointed at Fang Yun with a stick.
Fang Yun endured the severe pain in his head and said slowly: "Master Xiang, please let Yuhuan go. She and I depend on each other for life and she is already my relative."
"So what? Even if I don't agree to you, what can you do? I know you are spying on me, what can you do? Ah!" Xiang Wenxuan hit Fang Yun's forehead with a stick.
Fang Yun clenched his fists tightly and clenched his teeth. He stared at Xiang Wenxuan without blinking and said slowly, "I haven't read much, but I know that when a common man gets angry, blood will splatter five steps away!"
“Hahahaha…” Xiang Wenxuan suddenly stabbed Fang Yun in the chest with a stick, causing Fang Yun to gasp in pain.
"Just you? You want to get angry? Let him go. I'll stand right here and show you how angry you are! Come on!"
Fang Yun's face flushed red. He took a half step forward and then stopped where he was.
"Hahaha... A common man? You are not even as good as a common man! What can you do? Show me your anger!" Xiang Wenxuan swung the stick and hit Fang Yun's left shoulder with a snap.
Fang Yun held the stick tightly. His body swayed, he lowered his head, slowly loosened his clenched hands, and said, "Master Xiang, please be magnanimous and let Yuhuan and me go. I will set up a longevity tablet for you."
"Haha... You are angry! I came here today to persuade you of one thing, no, to order you! If you persuade Yang Yuhuan to marry me, I will not treat her badly and let her be my concubine. As for you, you will be my brother-in-law in the future! Aren't you a waiter in a restaurant? I can make you the shopkeeper of our Xiang Family Restaurant! That's all I have to say. Next time we meet, I won't treat you as my brother-in-law! Let's go!"
Xiang Wenxuan led his men away.
Fang Yun took a deep breath, endured the pain in his body, tidied his clothes a little, and walked home silently.
Yang Yuhuan greeted him at the door with a smile as usual, but when she noticed that Fang Yun was not in a good mood, she hurried over to greet him.
"Xiao Yun, what's wrong with you?" Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun nervously.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I fell down when I was walking downstairs in the restaurant. I'm fine."
"I'll help you in." Yang Yuhuan said as she helped Fang Yun in.
There was only one oil lamp in the room, which made the room dim.
After Fang Yun sat down, Yang Yuhuan wanted to go out to find a doctor, but Fang Yun said, "These are just minor injuries. It's not worth spending money. They will heal in a few days."
Yang Yuhuan was about to persuade him, but she found that Fang Yun had a determined look, so she could only nod slightly.
"Well, I'll listen to you."
Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan's face and said, "Sister Yuhuan, you have suffered with me."
"Why is it hard? If it weren't for my parents-in-law, I would have starved to death. It's not hard." Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun with a smile.
Fang Yun said softly, "I can't bear to see you suffer."
"It's really not bitter. I feel so happy that I can live a good life with Xiaoyun." Yang Yuhuan's eyes became more gentle.
Fang Yun forced a smile and said, "I know a lot of people have approached you about marriage, but you didn't tell me because you were afraid I'd be upset. That student named Cai He is pretty good. I've met him many times, and he's always polite even when he's drunk, and he treats us guys well. And his family is rich, and his first wife is vacant. If you go, he'll definitely let you be his first wife."
Yang Yuhuan's face darkened and she said, "Who told you those rumors? Don't mention these things in the future! When you recover from your injury, I... I will consummate our marriage!"
As Yang Yuhuan spoke, a blush appeared on her face. She glared at Fang Yun and quickly returned to her room.
Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan's back and smiled for a long time. He returned to the house holding the oil lamp, wrote a letter, and put it away after drying.
At dawn the next day, Fang Yun got up and washed.
The door of the room creaked, and Yang Yuhuan, dressed in moon-white clothes, came out. She squinted her eyes and asked, "Why are you up so early?"
"My uncle came to me yesterday. He asked me to help him kill a pig. I'll go and help him. After dinner at his house, we'll go to the restaurant. You go to sleep first."
"Well, be careful." Yang Yuhuan said softly.
Fang Yun smiled slightly and walked out.
When he arrived at his uncle's house, Fang Yun looked up and saw a black door and high walls. It was much larger than his own yard and he could hear the squealing of pigs coming from inside.
Fang Yun pushed the door open and walked in. He said, "Uncle, I'm free today, so I'll help you kill the pig, but you have to pay for the meal!"
"Stinky boy, come and help!"
Fang Yun was busy running around. After slaughtering the pig, he helped his uncle wash the knife, and then they had dinner together.
After breakfast, the uncle left with the pork, and Fang Yun said he would help sharpen the butcher knife. The others did their own things.
After sharpening three knives, Fang Yun looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he picked up the sharpest knives, hid them in his sleeve, and left quickly.
Fang Yun came to the alley entrance diagonally opposite Xiang's house and looked around the corner.
Soon, Xiang Wenxuan came out with two followers. Fang Yun hunched his back and bent his waist, showing a flattering smile. He walked and shouted: "Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!"
Xiang Wenxuan saw Fang Yun's disgusted face, but when he heard Fang Yun's address, he laughed. The two followers behind him also laughed softly, looking at Fang Yun with contempt.
"Hahaha... You finally got smart! Tell me, I know you're here to make demands. Don't worry, I won't treat my family unfairly."
Fang Yun chuckled and said, "Brother-in-law, can you give me some silver? Not much, fifty taels will do."
Xiang Wenxuan's two followers looked at Fang Yun with even more contempt.
Xiang Wenxuan smiled and said, "Fifty taels is fifty taels..."
Fang Yun looked behind Xiang Wenxuan, and was suddenly stunned. He asked in surprise: "Why are you here..."
Xiang Wenxuan and his two followers looked back subconsciously, but saw nothing.
Fang Yun rushed forward, grabbed Xiang Wenxuan's collar with his left hand, held the butcher knife in his right hand, and pushed forward with force.
"Puff..."
The butcher knife pierced through Wen Xuan's lower abdomen, revealing the bright red tip of the knife.
"you… "
"I'm angry in front of you!" Fang Yun's eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled it out and stabbed it in again and again, one cut after another.
The contempt in the eyes of the two followers disappeared, replaced by horror.
One of the followers' legs went limp and he fell to the ground, sending dust flying everywhere, but he couldn't get far. The other turned and ran, shouting loudly.
Xiang Wenxuan fell down, Fang Yun was covered in blood.
Fang Yun glanced coldly at the follower lying on the ground, bent down and slashed at Xiang Wenxuan's neck. After cutting it off, he inserted the knife into Xiang Wenxuan's mouth and walked forward holding his hair.
Fang Yun wiped his hands with Xiang Wenxuan's hair as he walked.
The black hair rubbed against the bright red hands, the hair turned red and the hands were still bloody.
More than ten people from the Xiang family rushed to the door. They watched Fang Yun wiping his hands and slowly walking forward.
No one stopped him.
Fang Yun came to the gate of the county government office carrying Xiang Wenxuan's head. The yamen runners were facing a powerful enemy and one of them turned around and ran into the yamen.
"You...what are you doing here!" The bailiff pointed at Fang Yun with a water and fire stick.
"Surrender." Fang Yun said as he threw Xiang Wenxuan's head aside and clapped his hands.
The blood has dried and what falls is powder.
The sound of the gavel hitting the table was heard.
"Open the court!" A majestic voice made Fang Yun's ears ring. The voice seemed to be filled with the righteousness of heaven and earth.
Fang Yun stepped over the high threshold and entered the yamen calmly.
The yamen runners on both sides kept hitting the ground with water and fire sticks, making a huge noise.
Fang Yun, however, acted as if he saw nothing and entered the main hall.
The magistrate of Ji County sat behind the desk and slammed the gavel again, saying, "Who is coming?"
"Ji County Fang Yun."
"Why are you here?"
"Turn yourself in."
"What is the crime?"
"Kill Wen Xuan."
"Why are you going to kill Wen Xuan?"
"Take my wife."
The magistrate of Ji County slammed the gavel for the third time and shouted angrily, "Nonsense! I have checked with the official seal and your child bride is intact. How could Xiang Wenxuan take your wife away?"
"If I don't kill him, he will take it."
"Nonsense!"
"I know he will definitely take it." Fang Yun's brows moved slightly, as if he was answering or talking to himself.
The county magistrate was furious and said, "You have read and learned to read, so you can be considered half a scholar. Scholars should first cultivate themselves. Killing people is not a good thing, so how can you cultivate yourself?" (To be continued...)