The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife Chapter 1270 - 1272 A Bunch of People Are Damn Shameless1

The Archivist of Fushui didn’t believe it, thinking that Ye Zi’an was just bluffing in his death throes.

"Ye Zi’an, we won’t believe you," Peng Lide said as he got up.

Ye Er looked at the crowd and couldn’t help but lean his head back and cover his face; these people were shalessly brazen, not only shaless but also cruel and stupid.

Ye Wu was the sa; he had a fierce temper. With a turn of his head, he dragged out the bailiff who had seen them three days before.

"You, you, you, just you, tell your Lord, did we not have one less person here?"

"This subordinate... this subordinate doesn’t know," the bailiff genuinely didn’t know; he hadn’t paid attention to how many people had co at that ti.

Ye Zi’an gestured with his hand, signaling Ye Wu to step back. "Peng Lide, didn’t the innkeeper report anything to you?"

Upon hearing this, Peng Lide suddenly rembered a few words that the innkeeper’s ssenger had told him that morning, which he hadn’t taken seriously at the ti.

Thinking about it now, this group had co prepared.

Seeing Peng Lide’s expression, everyone knew that the words were not false.

"Peng Lide, now you only have one way out. I don’t care if you moved the money from the governntal office or if you people dig into your own pockets, but bring out the thirty-three thousand and five hundred taels of silver. Otherwise... I believe the prefecture’s jail would be very welcoming to all of you."

By now, everyone knew that excuses were futile. No one knew better than them whether the docunts were genuine. Back then, they even had soone from the prefecture vouch for them, even though that person had been bribed, but the prefecture wasn’t ruled by just that one person.

"Lord Ye, let’s talk this over. We’ve all t and are colleagues; why be so aggressive?" Peng Lide finally recognized the reality, and his sycophantic face began to change.

"Peng Lide, stop playing tricks in front of . You and your people here, nothing you say will matter."

Ye Zi’an cast a cool glance around the room. "I’m pressed for ti. Within two hours, I want to see the thirty-three thousand and five hundred taels of silver. Oh no, you have to add another five hundred, since it seems your wife from Peng Lide’s family was the one who broke the vase that cost Mianyang County’s Stone Village to pay out five hundred taels in compensation."

"Taking Mianyang County’s silver and bullying Mianyang County’s people, where did you get the audacity?"

As he finished speaking, Ye Zi’an flung a cup to the ground near Peng Lide’s feet, the water from the cup wetting Peng Lide’s official robe.

But the Principal Clerk of Fushui spoke, "Lord Ye, when you first gave Fushui County the silver, it was for excavating a channel to connect with the great river of Fushui. You’re definitely going to dig that channel, and you’re bound to give our people of Fushui County the silver. Now you want the silver back, are you planning to abandon the channel excavation?"

The Archivist of Fushui also said, "Right, Lord Ye, since you need to pass through our county, you have to pay our county the silver. Whether we give it to the villagers or not, that’s our matter. You just dig your channel, won’t that do?"

"Pfft, you think Mianyang is a fool? If we give the silver to your county office and you don’t distribute it to the people, then the people won’t dig the channel for us. If the villagers start a commotion with Mianyang County while your county office sits back with the silver, turning a blind eye?"

Ye Zi’an was no longer interested in wasting words with this bunch. He had his own plans for how this matter would end, "Cut the crap, with your county’s attitude in this cooperation, I need to reconsider whether my channel should pass through your county at all. So I’ll wait here for the thirty-three thousand and five hundred taels of silver in two hours."