Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Elders and Young Men Battle the Mountain Bandits
Under the moonlight, a ragged, bruised fugitive from the Zhou family sprinted desperately toward Elm Tree Bay.
But he hadn’t gone far before he was gasping for breath, his strength failing him.
He was unbearably hungry—Master Zhou hadn’t let him eat enough before leaving. Before sending the livestock out to the fields, he’d even added a handful of soybeans. The Zhou family was truly ruthless!
Yet the distant noise and flickering flames behind him left no room for rest. Panting heavily, he pushed forward, knowing that if those pursuing him caught up, his role in this charade would be ruined.
“Stop! Who are you?”
Suddenly, from the roadside bushes, someone leapt out, startling the fugitive who had never acted before!
It was cold—was this a bandit ambush?
“I—I’m going to Elm Tree Bay to seek refuge with relatives...”
Chosen by Zhou Xingwang, this guy was usually slick but lacked courage. Seeing the gleaming long knife in the figure’s hand, he panicked.
“Oh, so you were robbed by bandits!”
The man who blocked the path spoke as if to himself. “That’s pitiful. Where are these bandits who robbed you?”
“No, I wasn’t robbed. I’m from Zhou Family Village. I messed up an errand and got beaten by my masters. Now I’m desperate and heading to Elm Tree Bay to seek refuge with relatives...”
“Oh, so the bandits who robbed you are still chasing you? Those bastards have some nerve!”
The man seemed deaf to the fugitive’s explanation. “But once you reach Elm Tree Bay, you’ll be safe. Come with me to fight these bandits! If we catch them, we can go to the county magistrate and claim a reward!”
“No—”
“Shut up!”
More shadowy figures emerged from the bushes, all burly men in uniform wielding shining long knives. They grabbed the poor fugitive like a chicken and marched him back the way he came...
This wasn’t what Master Zhou had told him before!
The fugitive was a legitimate runaway, the Zhou family loyalists were genuine, and the constables were official—but the people of Elm Tree Bay didn’t seem so straightforward...
No decent person would hear about bandits not fleeing and instead want to capture them for bounty!
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Strange bird calls echoed through the night-shrouded forest as guards and hunting parties swiftly gathered along the main road leading into the village.
Zhao Hengyi had worried that the Zhou family’s men might sneak in through side paths, but he had clearly overestimated their fighting sense.
In the distance, flickering flames revealed over two hundred Zhou family members brandishing torches and wielding tools like machetes, hoes, and axes, noisily surging toward Elm Tree Bay.
Before reaching the village entrance, some overexcited individuals couldn’t help but shout and curse aloud—lines that Zhou Xingwang had planned for after storming Elm Tree Bay...
Ordinary folk in the Great Yan Kingdom had little to do after dark. In big cities like Jiangling, festivals or the birthday celebrations of Lady Chen could stir some excitement, but small places like Zhou Family Village in Dangyang County had almost no nighttime entertainment.
Clearly, these people brought by Zhou Xingwang saw this incursion as a rare chance for revelry.
Once one started, others followed, and soon the ranks echoed with wails and eerie cries. Those who could make strange noises sparked bursts of laughter, swelling their pride immensely!
Zhou Xingwang barked orders a couple of times, but when no one listened, he fell silent. Elm Tree Bay lay just ahead. Even if the villagers heard the commotion, it no longer mattered!
As the eldest legitimate son of the Zhou family’s main branch, Zhou Xingwang had long been held in high regard. He saw himself as the heir to the old patriarch, always carrying an air of superiority and priding himself on his cleverness.
Tonight’s grand spectacle was entirely his doing, meant to draw Zhao Hengyi, the county magistrate’s thorn in his side, out into the open.
Elm Tree Bay had recently allied with the Marquis of Dangyang, and things were flourishing.
Zhou Xingwang had only been envious at first, but after the rout of the fleeing soldiers and the silent eradication of the Mountain Dragoons, the Zhou family was on edge. Normally, no matter how jealous, Zhou Xingwang wouldn’t dare stir trouble recklessly.
But the magistrate’s secret order was clear: as long as Zhao Hengyi was brought out of Elm Tree Bay, the blame for the defeat of the fleeing soldiers and Mountain Dragoons would be wiped clean.
It was truly a matter of official decree. Zhou Xingwang was shocked when he saw the secret order!
What did the Zhou family have to do with the defeat? They had lost Zhou Zhongyu too!
But if the magistrate said it mattered, then it did. Zhou Xingwang dared not utter a word of protest.
He had resolved that after this was over, he would hire top tutors to educate the family’s children, no matter the cost, to produce scholars capable of passing the imperial exams. These days, without official posts, there was no future!
Yuan Mei, a constable trailing the group, wore a puzzled expression and slowed his pace considerably.
Elm Tree Bay seemed off.
Even if the village workshops worked late into the night with some noise, the Zhou family’s loud shouting should have carried for over ten miles in the quiet night. Elm Tree Bay was right there—sleeping villagers should have been awakened. So why was there no response at all?
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Yuan Mei knew well that the people of Elm Tree Bay had pledged allegiance to the Marquis of Dangyang.
He was even quite wary of Song San, the steward.
But Yuan Mei was just a minor official with a superior above him. When the superior gave an order, he had no choice but to obey!
Offending Song San might still allow him to work as a constable in other counties through his superior’s influence, but disobedience would mean death—something he couldn’t even dream of.
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