The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 72 One tael of silver, one military rod!

Before the two could even process the shock of the "Pork Beauty," a commotion broke out outside.

Suddenly, a soldier shouted, "Quickly arrest these refugees from Lushan County!"

Have the refugees from Lushan County come to Nanhe Prefecture?

The deputy centurion's eyes immediately lit up.

Did such a great opportunity to make a name for oneself come to us on its own initiative?

The noisy scene inside the security checkpoint is the villagers from Shitouzhai Mountain going through security.

The first villager from Shitouzhai to pass through security was not some honest and docile person.

He and the four brothers were sworn brothers who shared the same wicked ways, and they were exactly the same age as the eldest son in the sky.

When he heard the garrison soldiers shouting that they were going to arrest the refugees, the kid refused to stand for it!

What kind of good status is "vagrant"?

Whoever wants to be it, can be it!

His hands reacted faster than his brain on his neck.

He simply raised his hand and overturned the table inside the tent to the ground.

The soldier who shouted the loudest was being carried like a chick by this kid who was a whole head taller than him.

The mountain boy waved the chick in his hand and threw it at the soldiers who were trying to grab him.

Every hit is a sure thing!
After knocking down three people in succession.

The mountain boy was surprised to find that the soldiers of Nanhe Prefecture seemed to be weaklings.

His hand skills are not even as good as those of the teenagers in his village!
The slight unease before flipping the table vanished instantly.

It's not that the soldiers of Nanyang Prefecture are badly skilled.

None of them had ever been on the battlefield, and they didn't train much on a regular basis; they spent most of their time working in the military fields.

Ordinary people, upon seeing them in their military uniforms, would all treat them with utmost respect.

That is, to conduct inspections at this checkpoint now.

No matter how successful a merchant's business is, they still have to respectfully address them as "Lord Military Officer".

This is the first time I've ever seen ordinary people overturn a table in front of them!
I was completely stunned.

Before they could react, they were struck head-on by the humanoid weapon.

Before it could retaliate, it was hit on the head.

My head is buzzing.
at the same time.

The villagers waiting outside the wooden shed also heard the boy who overturned the table shout: "Come on, get up and grab me!"

The mountain people rolled up their sleeves, eager to go in and help, and happened to run into the first wave of soldiers who had arrived.

Both sides felt they had been taken advantage of, so naturally they wouldn't be polite to each other.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen or so mountain boys were locked in a fierce battle with more than thirty soldiers.

The fighting was not intense at all; it was still a one-sided situation.

The soldiers were driven back in defeat, while the mountain boys became increasingly engrossed in the fight.

Upon hearing the news, the deputy commander rushed over and, upon seeing the other man's physique and fighting style, immediately became alarmed.

With a "whoosh," he drew the long sword from his waist.

As he drew his sword, more than a hundred soldiers on duty charged forward.

The soldiers carried various weapons: long swords, spears, bows and arrows, and so on.

In any case, any weapon used against these mountain people would be fatal. Already sweating profusely with anxiety, Old Man Zhong, seeing the dire situation, screamed until his voice nearly broke:

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him right now!"

The moment the mountain men saw the weapons in the soldiers' hands, they kicked one last time and called it a day!

Old Zhong, with a forced smile, stepped forward and argued with the furious deputy commander:

"Sir, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! We are not those vagrants from Lushan County who beg for food everywhere! We have not killed anyone, nor have we seized the houses and farmland of the landlords. We are just mountain people registered in Lushan County!"
Because the county officials of Lushan County all fled, we didn't get the travel permits! We are only passing through Nanhe Prefecture on our way back to our ancestral home, Youyun Prefecture, and will not stay in Nanhe Prefecture for long.

Please, sir, consider the special circumstances of our Ruzhou Prefecture and make an exception for this matter.

"Sir, you can ask Chief Huang and the others. They're the ones who met us in the mountains and traveled with us all the way. They can vouch for our Stone Village."

The deputy commander remained unmoved by Old Man Zhong's words:
"Without a travel permit, you are a vagrant; without a travel permit, you are not allowed to leave your place of origin! I treat everyone equally. Since you dared to beat up the guards, according to the rules, all those involved in the beating will be dragged out and each given twenty lashes!"

Old Zhong was sweating profusely with anxiety, repeatedly bowing and pleading, "Please, sir, show leniency, considering they are first-time offenders. Could they perhaps pay a fine to avoid corporal punishment?"

The deputy centurion sneered repeatedly:

"Hehe, I can see that! You are indeed better than those vagrants! I'm not the kind of person who's unreasonable. Since you're a sensible old man, I'll treat this beating as one tael of silver!"

Old Zhong: Good heavens, twenty taels per person! Why don't you just rob me?
Deputy centurion: Isn't this robbery?

The men from Stone Village glared at Old Man Zhong, shouting:

"We're tough as nails and we're not afraid of being beaten by the military. They won't be able to extort the money we've earned with our lives!"

Deputy centurion: "Hmph, ignorant fools. Since they're willing to take a beating, let's grant their wish!"

Old Zhong glared at the boys, then walked to the deputy commander's side and whispered:

"Sir, sir, please don't bother with these ignorant brats who haven't seen the world. I've heard how powerful military batons are!"

They were poor and couldn't afford the twenty taels of silver to pay the fine.
"Sir, we have two ancestral tiger skins in Stone Village. We'd like to ask you to come and take a look at them."

Deputy centurion: "."

Tiger skin?

That's a truly rare and wonderful thing.

What if we were to present such a generous gift to a distinguished person?
Then he can remove the word "deputy" from his title!
The deputy commander and Old Man Zhong pulled at each other for a few rounds before the punishment of the mountain people was suspended.

Upon seeing two tiger skins, each 2 meters long and 1.4 meters wide, with pure fur and glossy pelts, the tiger even gave Old Man Zhong a smile, something that was quite unusual for it.

This tiger skin is in such perfect condition that it is truly the best of the best!

It seems the villagers of this Stone Village have some tricks up their sleeves.

After much internal struggle, what came out was:

"At the current market price, your two tiger skins are worth at most two hundred taels of silver. I just saw more than ten of you make a move."

The implication was that two tiger skins were only enough to spare ten men from military flogging.

Do we really need to calculate this in such detail?

Old Zhong had already cursed the other person's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

With a pained expression, he said, "Sir, this is all the resources our Stone Village has left."

The old man was truly shameless enough to tell the soldier how hard life was in their Stone Village.

The two struggled with each other for a long time.

Seeing that the villagers had been squeezed dry, the deputy commander finally relented and spared the dozen or so men from the beatings.

Two tiger skins plugged the hole of the serious mistake of beating the soldiers, but the people of Stone Village could not pass through the checkpoint without a travel permit.

Old Man Zhong had no choice but to take the boys back first.
(End of this chapter)