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Chapter 82 Wu Wenqing (Thanks to all readers for the extra chapter)

It took the man quite a while to finally get up from the ground.

His coarse linen robe was covered in mud and dust, his face and exposed arms were covered in bruises, his mouth was split open and still bleeding, and one of his eyes seemed to have been hit earlier and was now difficult to open.

Their appearance was truly pitiful.

Even so, no one around offered a helping hand.

Zhou You sat in the restaurant, seemingly wanting to go forward, but was immediately stopped by the owner.

"Guest, I know you mean well, but please don't go over there. It's a stinky pile of dog poop. Anyone who goes up there will get covered in the smell."

"What does this mean?"

The boss explained with a smile.

"In Changhua County, there are two things that are the most important. One is naturally the Tai Sui Star Lord, who is a living god in the mortal world and a bodhisattva who saves all people. The other is the county magistrate, Master Zhao, who is of high status and is also the attendant appointed by the Star Lord. He will return to heaven with the Star Lord to enjoy happiness in the future."

"Then the second floor is where all sorts of demon lords reside. Don't listen to those nonsense tales of strange and unusual things. These lords are all good people who never kill. They have helped us a lot under the jurisdiction of the Grand Duke Jupiter. However, with the Grand Duke Jupiter's birthday approaching, all the lords have gone to offer their congratulations, so you won't see many of them in the city."

"The third level is ordinary people like us. We won't go into that. If we have a devout faith in the Star Lord, we might become his attendants when we ascend to immortality. So what we're talking about is the fourth level."

The boss gestured with his lip, indicating to the man who was still unsteady on his feet.

"That's the kind of people they are. They disrespect the Tai Sui Star Lord and even slander his mercy. They're all despicable scoundrels. The better ones get beaten up every few days and are scorned by the whole county, while the worse ones..."

The boss chuckled coldly a few times.

"Then you'll be reborn as an animal, becoming livestock!"

"I see."

Zhou You nodded.

It's unclear whether he agreed with what the boss said, or whether he had come to understand what kind of people were in this county.

But soon after, he asked again.

"Then why did you tell me not to touch him, boss?"

The boss suddenly became a little anxious.

"Oh my god, after all I've said, you still don't understand? If you run into him, you'll be the enemy of the entire county, not just an outsider like you, but even those who received favors from him in the past."

At this point, the boss seemed to realize his slip of the tongue, quickly shut his mouth, then looked around and went to wipe the table as if to escape.

Zhou You was left alone, chin in hand, watching the figure dragging its legs as it receded into the distance, lost in thought.
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The night is deep.

In this year of famine, even fuel was extremely hard to find, let alone candles and lamps. So by this time, the county town was already pitch black, and there were hardly any people to be seen on the streets.

Wu Wenqing dragged one leg as he walked on the deserted street.

He walked very slowly and with great difficulty.

The constables the county sent today were mostly people who had grudges against him, and they were particularly ruthless. Even after half a day, Wu Wenqing still felt sharp pain all over his body.

But he could only endure it.

Because if he couldn't bear it, he would die.

Wu Wenqing himself was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of implicating his family and the yamen runners who had always believed in him.

Dragging his leg, which had lost all feeling, Wu Wenqing walked slowly, one step at a time.

Suddenly, a door on the street opened.

A hand suddenly reached out from inside, but unlike the others who had taken advantage of his misfortune, it quickly stuffed a small package into Wu Wenqing's arms. "Second Young Master Wu, take these things, but don't let anyone see them—"

Wu Wenqing raised his head, about to say thank you, but only saw a tightly closed door.

Hey.

With a silent, bitter laugh, Wu Wenqing still managed to lift his battered body, bowed, and paid his respects to the person inside the door.

Then he opened the package.

The contents were very simple, consisting of just a few handfuls of brown rice and a piece of translucent Tai Sui meat.

Wu Wenqing sighed, took out the Tai Sui meat, wrapped it in a cloth, and stuffed it back through the crack in the door, leaving only a few handfuls of coarse rice. Then he spoke to the person inside the room.

"Thank you."

He understood what the other party meant; they wanted him to back down and admit defeat. With the reputation his Wu family had built up over generations in helping the poor and needy in the county, as long as he changed his address to the Grand Duke Jupiter as a deity, even the county magistrate wouldn't dare to take any further action against him.

Unfortunately.

From childhood to adulthood, Wu Wenqing has always been as stubborn as a donkey.

Carefully tucking the hard-won coarse rice into his pocket, Wu Wenqing seemed to regain some strength in his broken body and began to walk again with faltering steps.

And so, an unknown amount of time passed.

Wu Wenqing finally arrived at his own door.

The paint on the door is no longer visible, and although it was cleaned just a day ago, it is now covered with all sorts of insulting drawings.

Fortunately, people who eat the flesh of the Tai Sui don't need to excrete much, so there wasn't anything more disgusting stuck to it.

Wu Wenqing laboriously raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.

A short while later, a series of hurried footsteps rang out.

"Erlang, is that you? You're back!"

The wooden door was pushed open forcefully, revealing his wife's delicate yet thin face.

Then, that face instantly turned panicked.

"Erlang, with your injuries, you ran into them again? Why were they so ruthless this time?"

Wu Wenqing shook his head, forced himself to be cheerful, and put on a smile.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. It looks bad, but it's just some superficial injuries. Let's go inside and talk."

With his arm around his wife's shoulder, Wu Wenqing walked into the house.

After carefully helping Wu Wenqing to bed, his wife rummaged through a cupboard and found a half-burnt, treasured candle. She lit it, then took out some ointment for treating bruises and sprains, lifted Wu Wenqing's clothes, and carefully applied it to his skin.

Looking at the shocking wound, the wife wiped it while crying.

"Really, we worked together in the government offices for so many years, how could they be so heartless as to do such a thing!"

Wu Wenqing smiled wryly.

"If it were anyone else, it wouldn't be like that. In fact, my brothers would just go along with it outwardly but inwardly. But these people the county magistrate found have a long-standing grudge against me. I've stopped them from making money many times before, so this time I'll go easy on them."

When his wife heard the suppressed roar, she quickly eased her grip, but her eyes showed increasing heartache. Finally, she couldn't help but speak.

"Erlang, how about we just admit it to the county magistrate this time?"

　This is the fourth update. It's the first time the author has tried updating so many times. He's already a bit out of it, and everyone looks like a deformed piece of flesh to him.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)