This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Zhang Ping'an witnessed a night watchman who was robbing the women of the Sun family resisting, and he stabbed the woman to death with a knife.

Several guards dragged a pretty young woman into the room.

Then came the silver laughter of several Iron Guards, and the woman's tragic cries.

Zhang Ping'an frowned slightly.

Although he knew that everyone in the Sun family would die, including the women.

Being used before death is basically an unspoken rule in officialdom.

It wasn't just the Night's Watch that did this; other departments ordered to confiscate property and exterminate families did the same.

However, Zhang Ping'an felt a little uncomfortable.

However, he could only force himself to adapt.

Before he knew it, he had arrived in the backyard.

Instead of seeing Wang Qisheng and Zhou Weidong, they saw a night watchman, Silver Guard, dragging a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old into the room.

The girl was very beautiful. Although she hadn't fully grown up yet, she was definitely a beauty in the making. Her face resembled Sun Guihua's, so she was probably his close relative.

"what!"

Suddenly, the silver guard cried out in pain and quickly released his grip.

It turned out that the girl had bitten the silver guard's hand.

Snapped!

Silver Guard slapped the girl away, sending her flying with blood trickling from her mouth as she lay on the ground.

"Damn, she's a little firecracker, that makes me like her even more. Hahaha..."

He strode forward, grabbed the girl's long hair, and dragged her into the room.

"My lord, she doesn't look very old. Isn't it inappropriate for you to be like this?" Zhang Ping'an stepped forward and bowed to the silver guard.

The Silver Guard sized him up: "Who are you?"

"This humble servant is Zhang Ping'an from Qingshan Hall."

"So you're Zhang Ping'an, huh? Well done! You played a crucial role in our raid on the Sun family today!"

Upon hearing that it was Zhang Ping'an, the Silver Guard immediately became friendly.

Zhang Ping'an was surprised to become so famous, and quickly said humbly, "You flatter me, sir. I was just doing my duty."

"Don't call me 'sir' anymore. My name is Yuwen Kuo. If you don't mind, you can just call me Brother Yuwen."

Yuwen Kuo patted his chest, seemingly intending to befriend Zhang Ping'an.

"Brother Yuwen!" Zhang Ping'an naturally wouldn't refuse, as this was a Silver Guard of the same rank as Zhao Qianshan.

"Haha, great!"

"By the way, Brother Ping An, what was the meaning of stopping me just now? Could it be that you've taken a fancy to this woman?"

Yuwen Kuo said with a wicked grin, giving Zhang Ping'an a knowing look that every man would understand.

Before Zhang Ping'an could speak, the girl on the ground suddenly scrambled to her feet, pointed at Zhang Ping'an, and began to curse, "So it was you who killed my father and caused our family to be raided!"

"Stop pretending! Why don't you just die, you wicked person!"

As he spoke, he picked up a wooden stick from the ground and smashed it hard against Zhang Ping'an's head.

Zhang Ping'an grabbed the wooden stick and snatched it from her hand with a little force.

"Are you Sun Guihua's daughter?"

"That's right, my name is Sun Miaomiao. You executioner, you arrested my brother and killed my father, I will haunt you even as a ghost!" Sun Miaomiao glared fiercely and venomously at Zhang Ping'an.

Zhang Ping'an frowned: "Do you know how many people your father killed to destroy evidence for your brother?"

"What does that have to do with me? Those lowly people deserve to die!"

Zhang Ping'an turned to Yuwen Kuo and said, "Brother Yuwen, the reason I stopped you earlier wasn't because I've taken a liking to her."

"It's because I feel she's a bit young, and I want to help her grow up faster. Watering her alone is too slow. Why not find some more help to help her grow quickly?"

Yuwen Kuo's eyes lit up immediately, and he put his arm around Zhang Ping'an's shoulder with a wicked grin: "Ping'an, you're just my type. Why don't I talk to Zhao Bapi and get you transferred to my side?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Yuwen. Zhao Tou has been very good to me."

"Okay! I'll call the guys over and line up right now."

Yuwen Kuo turned and shouted to the Night Watchmen who were looting the area, "Brothers, come here!"

"This is Lord Sun's daughter. What do you think of her appearance?"

Sun Miaomiao, this rich girl, developed much earlier than girls from poor families. Now she looks about the same age as an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl from a poor family, with curves in all the right places.

Some people's eyes immediately lit up: "Boss, she's gorgeous! No wonder she's a rich heiress, her skin, her figure, her face—she's no less beautiful than the most beautiful courtesan in the brothel!"

Yuwen Kuo laughed loudly, "So, do you want to sleep?"

what? !

Everyone was stunned. Was there really such a good thing?

"What?! Answer me!"

"I want to, I dream about it!" Some of the bolder ones started to stir up trouble.

"Those who want to line up, one at a time!" Yuwen Kuo waved his hand generously.

The entire room fell silent.

Then a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted.

"Lord Yuwen is mighty!"

"We swear to follow Lord Yuwen to the death!"

The Night's Watchmen's eyes gleamed, and they howled like wolves.

These rich heiresses, even if they were to be beheaded, wouldn't be the ones chosen.

But today, thanks to Lord Yuwen, I get to taste this exquisite flavor.

Sun Miaomiao was dumbfounded, not understanding why things had turned out this way.

Wasn't Zhang Ping'an supposed to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? Why did he suddenly change his mind?

She glared at Zhang Ping'an with a face full of resentment and roared, "You beast! It's all your fault! You stood by and watched me die! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

"Is that so? Well, you can talk about it after you become a ghost!" Zhang Ping'an sneered and turned to leave.

As long as I have no morals, I won't be morally blackmailed.

Yuwen Kuo grabbed her by the neck, laughing loudly, and carried her into the room like a chick.

The night watchmen lined up around them, laughing and joking.

Then...then...

As Zhang Ping'an listened to the piercing screams, his tone gradually changed, turning into pleas for mercy, until finally becoming hoarse.

He smiled, and his mood brightened.

He wanted to be a good person, but he didn't want to be a pushover.

I didn't accept moral blackmail in my past life, and I'm even less likely to accept it in this half of my life.

Zhang Ping'an walked to the pavilion in the courtyard, sat on the stone bench, and watched the human tragedy unfolding.

Some people were laughing, and some people were crying.

Clearly, human joys and sorrows are not the same.

He saw Old Wang snatch a gold bracelet from a noblewoman and happily stuff it into his pocket.

I saw Zhou Weidong pull a gold ring off the hand of a dead woman.

They witnessed two members of the Sun family who resisted being hacked to death.

Zhang Ping'an was no longer deeply moved.

"It seems I'm quite adaptable."

He convinced himself of this.

Compared to the thousands of innocent lives lost in the west of the city, there were no wronged souls within the nine generations of the Sun family.

Half an hour later, several Silver Guards in charge shouted the assembly call.

When Zhang Ping'an returned to the group, he saw Wang Qisheng and Zhou Weidong smiling at him with satisfied expressions.

Judging from their bulging chests, you could tell they had made quite a haul.

Zhao Qianshan's belly was much bigger than usual, like he was eight months pregnant. He stood in front and shouted with a righteous expression.

"The night watchmen, acting on imperial orders, searched and confiscated the Sun family's property, finding a total of eight thousand taels of gold, three hundred thousand taels of silver, and countless jewels."

"It has now been registered and is ready to be handed over to the national treasury."

Zhang Pingan couldn't help but roll his eyes. All of them are whole numbers, there's no odd number, right?

"Go back!"

Zhao Qianshan shouted, and several Silver Guards led their respective teams to prepare to return to the yamen.

At that moment, a small, disheveled figure stumbled out of the room.

Her exposed fair skin was covered in purplish-blue marks and numerous teeth marks.

"Zhang Ping'an, it's all your fault! It's all your fault! How could you stand by and watch a vulnerable woman die? What kind of man are you?! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

A figure strode towards her, then drew a broadsword from his waist and pierced her chest.

Zhang Ping'an looked at her incredulous gaze, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I originally planned to save you."

Murder and kill!

Sun Miaomiao died with her eyes wide open in disbelief.