Chapter 94 - A Family Should Be Neat and Tidy

Bone ringing.

The sign of a First-Rank martial artist.

Bronze skin.

The symbol of a Second-Rank martial artist.

During this period, Song Yan's cultivation had never ceased, but there was still a certain gap to the Second-Rank martial artist. In his younger sister-in-law's words, he had not yet fully integrated his skills.

Who would have thought that after hearing Yang Miaoqing's words, this bottleneck would naturally be broken.

Song Yan wasn't particularly concerned about his breakthrough to the Second-Rank martial artist realm.

The dungeon was quite far from the city gate. Along the way, Song Yan asked Yang Siyao some things. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu did not follow behind. They still had some things to handle.

Although they had dealt with Song Zhen and Yang Miaoqing at the dungeon entrance, there was no guarantee that they wouldn't be overheard by certain people.

The crescent moon was as bright and clear as ever. The silvery moonlight fell over the earth, and the entire county town seemed to be covered in a layer of bright, light gauze.

In the distance, one could still hear bursts of mixed screams. The night wind howled, and the air seemed to be mixed with a faint smell of blood.

With such a great commotion, everyone in Ningping County should have been woken up. Looking around, one could see the occasional civilian house lit with candlelight.

One could also see many people carrying large and small bundles, holding a child with one hand, leading their wife, and hurriedly running towards the other side of the county town.

The sounds he heard in his ears were chaotic. Although it was confusing, he could still make out some of the content.

For example, the County Magistrate Yang Siye had colluded with the Wokou, allowing them to enter Ningping to plunder, and would take a seventy percent share of the profits afterward;

For example, the Yang family wanted to use the Wokou's power to murder the imperial relatives;

For example, Her Highness the Grand Princess had sworn to protect the people of Ningping County to the death, leading her daughters to resist the Wokou until the final moment;

For example, the Yang family was preparing to marry a legitimate daughter to the Wokou leader;

For example, the head of the Yang family was preparing to marry the Wokou leader's old mother... and so on and so forth.

I have to say, rumors are not necessarily guaranteed to be true, but they are absolutely guaranteed to be wild.

And for the general public, they wouldn't even try to distinguish whether these rumors were true or false. Even for those very outrageous rumors that even a fool would know were fake, they would still spread them with relish.

After all, they were sensational enough.

Some people, in the process of spreading them, would even unconsciously exaggerate them, and then, seeing the shocked expressions of others, their hearts would be filled with a sense of satisfaction.

Some rumors, when spread enough, become true.

Even if they can't become true, they are enough to leave an indelible impression in the hearts of others.

This fellow, Luo Tianshu, was not only a master at gathering intelligence, but rumors and gossip also came to him with ease. This guy is suited to be a reporter, an entertainment reporter.

Occasionally, people who saw Song Yan's group would kindly try to persuade them, but seeing that their persuasion was useless, they would also hurriedly leave.

The area near the county yamen was very quiet. Perhaps to maintain the dignity of the officials, there weren't many buildings around the yamen. Things like shops and civilian houses were completely absent. The area in a circle around it could be considered a small square.

When they arrived, they saw that the main gate was tightly shut. The bailiffs who were supposed to be on night watch after dark were nowhere to be seen.

But he could vaguely hear some sounds. It seemed to be the clinking of glasses. Someone was singing loudly, and it seemed someone was improvising a poem, followed by a burst of cheers.

That atmosphere was peaceful and lively, completely incompatible with the slaughter in the distance, the blood in the air, and the fleeing populace.

Yang Siye, Yang Zhongning, and Yang Cheng'en were all a little drunk, their bodies reeking of alcohol. They had originally just planned for a little drink to relax and to dream together about their beautiful future. After all, if this matter succeeded, the three of them would have solved a great worry for the Yang family. Their positions in the court and in the clan genealogy would have to be moved up.

It's just that as they thought and thought, they couldn't help but drink a little too much.

On the other side, Yang Chang, Yang Ping, and Yang Long were also gathered together, muttering something in low voices.

"I hope Luo Tianyi isn't tormented too badly. I've had my eye on that little vixen for a long time."

"Younger Cousin, this is what you don't understand. Women, they have to be a bit more mature to have flavor. Although that Luo Tianyi's looks are not bad, she's like an unripe fruit, definitely green and sour. It's a woman like Luo Yuheng who has more flavor."

"Ai, you're both wrong. I think it's more exciting to have them all together."

"You beast."

Such voices could occasionally be heard.

The women of the three households mostly didn't know what was happening yet. They were just getting a little impatient with the wait. There were also a few small children playing.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

A dull sound came from the distance, as if someone were knocking on the yamen's main gate. Yang Siye's drunken face frowned:

"It's probably a bailiff. Most likely he saw so many Wokou and got scared. Chang'er, go and fob him off."

He needed to establish an image of bravely resisting the Wokou in front of the common people, but not now. After all, the Wokou were in the heat of killing right now, and had probably gone blood-crazy. If by chance they were also chopped down by a saber, that would be too unjust.

As for those bailiffs, it didn't matter if they died. 'To eat the lord's salary is to be loyal to the lord's affairs.' It was only natural for them to sacrifice themselves to resist the Wokou.

Although Yang Chang was dissatisfied in his heart, he had no choice but to carry out his father's order.

He got up and walked cursing towards the yamen's main gate. Perhaps the night wind was too cold. For some reason, Yang Chang sneezed. Looking again at the back of his hand, it was covered in a dense layer of small goosebumps.

He forcefully shook his hand and didn't take it to heart. He reached out and pulled open the main gate:

"Who is it? So inconsiderate, disturbing my father's rest. You've got some... huh?"

Suddenly, Yang Chang's tone changed.

He had originally thought the one knocking might be a certain bailiff from the county yamen, but after opening the door, he was surprised to find it was a few acquaintances.

The person at the very front, who else could it be but Song Yan? His body was covered in fresh blood, it was unknown if it was his own or someone else's.

Behind Song Yan were Gu Banxia and Luo Tianyi, the two women they had just been thinking about how to deal with.

There was even a Yang Siyao, whom they also recognized.

Behind the three women were, strikingly, two tall and sturdy men. It was Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, who had also rushed over after dealing with the trouble on their end.

How could they be here?

Even though Yang Chang prided himself on his intelligence, this was really too unexpected. For a moment, he couldn't react. It was Song Yan who first cupped his fists towards Yang Chang:

"Brother Yang, we meet again."

"Song Yan? How can it be you? Weren't you supposed to be..."

Weren't you supposed to be surrounded by the Wokou? But he wasn't so foolish as to just blurt those words out. His throat moved, and he forcefully changed the topic.

"What's happened to you?"

A strong sense of unease lingered in his heart, and his chest grew more and more oppressed.

"Ai, this afternoon I heard from Brother Yang that my fifth brother, Song Zhen, was about to be released. I thought I would bring this good news to my fifth brother to make him happy."

Song Yan's expression looked a little lonely:

"Who could have thought that I would happen to encounter the Wokou attacking the dungeon? It took a great deal of effort for me to fight my way out of the Wokou's encirclement. It's just a pity that my fifth brother died tragically under the Wokou's sabers."

"I and the Wokou are sworn enemies."

Song Yan was filled with righteous indignation.

Yang Chang, however, his scalp was tingling.

Bullshit. What would the Wokou be doing attacking a dungeon for no reason?

Song Zhen was killed by Song Yan. Then for him to appear here now, it's to...

Ssss.

Yang Chang sharply sucked in a cold breath. He forcefully pushed, trying to shut the door.

But it was too late.

Swish.

With a loud boom, Song Yan's fist smashed straight into the door. The ancient yamen main gate shattered with a boom, and the force even sent Yang Chang, who was inside, flying backward.

With a wah sound from his mouth, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out. His chest was a patch of crimson.

Looking closely, there was even a fist-shaped indentation on his chest. Who knows how many ribs were directly shattered by the shock.

Looking down at his fist, Song Yan was quite satisfied with his current strength.

The power of a Second-Rank martial artist was indeed much stronger than a First-Rank.

Amidst the flying wood splinters, Song Yan stepped into the Ningping County Yamen for the first time. Who would have thought it would be under such circumstances?

Yang Chang's body was still lying on the ground, writhing slowly like a maggot. A continuous stream of fresh blood gushed from his mouth. The pain from his broken ribs made his face look a bit ferocious.

Just as he lifted his upper body a little, a foot trampled on Yang Chang's chest, and the body he had just lifted fell back to the ground.

Clearly, in the daytime he had been smug and triumphant, dreaming of Song Yan dying without a complete corpse and the Luo family women being casually pressed beneath him. Who would have thought that at night, his chest would be trampled upon.

And by a live-in son-in-law he looked down upon.

The intense shame made Yang Chang struggle desperately, but Song Yan's one foot was like a mountain, completely impossible to break free from.

Panting with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes looked at Song Yan in disbelief.

"You, what are you trying to do?"

"My father is Yang Siye."

"If you do this to me, my father will not let you go."

Song Yan was a little speechless. Why did these people always like to use the same set of lines? Couldn't they come up with something new?

"Don't worry, it will be your father's turn soon."

"I'm a very kind-hearted person. I will definitely let your whole family be neat and tidy."

Fucking 'neat and tidy'.

Yang Chang's eyes looked as if they would split from their sockets:

“Is it just because we offended you this afternoon?”

Damn it, they hadn't even done anything to Song Yan. He had even apologized to Song Yan. As for wanting to get his hands on Luo Yuheng, Luo Tianyi, and Gu Banxia, those were just thoughts in his heart.

"How could that be?" Song Yan smiled: "I'm not that kind of petty person. How could I hold a grudge against Brother Yang over such a small matter?"

"If I really have to say it, it's probably because your surname is Yang."

Yang!

This surname had once brought Yang Chang glory.

But now, all that was left was disaster.

Song Yan's expression gradually turned ice-cold: "Kill everyone in the county yamen. Leave no one behind."

Although Yang Siye and the others still had other uses, for example, to be publicly executed by the commoners, or to try and pry open their mouths to see if they could get evidence of the Yang family's collusion with the Wokou.

But Song Yan quickly gave up on this idea. It was more reassuring to kill the Yang family members sooner rather than later.

Ningping County must also be cleaned up.

He had already done this much. If that Emperor Ninghe still couldn't seize the opportunity, he would be a bit too spineless.

With one command, the figures of Zhang Long and Zhao Hu instantly charged towards the inner yamen.

Not long after, angry roars could be heard from inside, followed by shrill screams.

Listening to the commotion inside, Yang Chang's whole body trembled. Every scream was like a knife stabbing at his heart.

This must be a dream.

That's right, it's all fake.

The screams grew weaker and weaker. It probably wasn't even half a quarter-hour before the final scream also disappeared.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, their bodies covered in blood and filth, reappeared before him.

"Reporting to the Young Master-in-law. Including Yang Siye, Yang Zhongning, Yang Cheng'en, Yang Ping, and Yang Long, a total of one hundred and six people from the three families have been dealt with."

"Besides them, there are also seven children…”

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