Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

"Huang Liang secretly incited the people of Dahuting to gather and protest, and to besiege the village officials who were inspecting the land!"

"After the incident, I tied him to a horse's tail and dragged him for several miles, which is why he was seriously injured!"

"Huang Wen, you are the village chief and you are well-versed in the law. Let me ask you, what is your crime for secretly instigating trouble among the people?"

Zhao Xian did not shout, but lowered his voice and asked Huang Wen with a smile.

Upon learning that his second brother had committed such a heinous act that led to the confiscation of his family's property and the extermination of his clan, Huang Wen felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. He staggered back a few steps before collapsing to the ground, his face deathly pale.

When the Daoist people cause trouble, the prefect must dispatch troops to suppress them, capture the Daoist people, and behead them all.

If anyone secretly incites the people to commit crimes, once discovered, their entire family will be executed.

Not to mention, when the Daoist people gathered, regardless of their numbers, all the officials, both high and low, were imprisoned and punished!

"Huang Wen, once Lord Chen learns that Huang Liang is your second brother, your family will..."

At this point, Zhao Xian shook his head and did not continue speaking, but the meaning behind his words was already self-evident.

"Zhao Xian, don't try to intimidate my brother here!"

Seeing that his elder brother was pale and trembling, Huang Liang immediately shouted angrily, his eyes wide with rage.

"kill!"

Just then, a thunderous roar echoed from the courtyard.

Everyone looked up and saw that the blond man had plunged a fork deep into the chest of one of the servants!

He then suddenly pulled out the iron fork, ignoring the gushing blood splattering all over his body, and recklessly stabbed at another person!

Seeing the iron fork coming, the servant hurriedly swung his ring knife to block, but the blond man's fork was so powerful that with a "clang", the ring knife in his hand was knocked away by the iron fork!

Clang!

The ring-shaped sword fell heavily to the ground, and the servant was filled with fear, frozen in place for a moment!

"Pfft!"

A dull thud of flesh being pierced rang out, and the bright blade emerged from the body!

"Ah Hong, Ah Bing!" Zhao Duan shouted as he drew his sword.

The two men beside him hesitated for a moment, then their faces hardened. Without hesitation, they plunged their knives into the servant's body from the left and right!

"Pfft!"

The servant spat out blood, which splattered all over the faces of the three boys in front of him.

"A fine knife!"

The servant glared at him and uttered two words.

Before he could finish speaking, his body went limp, and he fell backward to the ground, lifeless.

Two corpses lay on the ground in the courtyard, blood flowing freely within a few square feet. The onlookers, witnessing this bloody scene, fell silent, not daring to even breathe.

"what!"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out.

Upon witnessing such a horrific scene, coupled with the tension and anxiety of the past few days, the frail girl's mind was already overwhelmed, and she immediately fainted.

"Little sister!"

Upon seeing this, the blond-haired boy immediately dropped the iron fork in his hand and rushed forward to help the thin girl up, his face full of worry.

"Brother!"

A dozen or so breaths later, Zhao Duan and the other two approached Zhao Xian. Their faces no longer showed the fear they had felt after killing him; instead, they were filled with excitement and elation.

"First, wash the blood off your face with water. Then, take a basin of warm water and carefully wipe the blood off the ring-handled sword with a clean linen cloth!" Zhao Xian glanced at the three men, nodded slightly, and instructed in a deep voice, "After wiping the blood off, sheath the ring-handled sword. Do not be negligent!"

"Okay!"

The three agreed in unison, picked up the scabbards from the ground, and turned to get busy.

The villagers outside the courtyard, seeing that these teenagers had killed someone, showed no fear or unease whatsoever; instead, their faces were filled with sorrow.

How can a commoner from the countryside compare to such a distinguished young master!

Little did they know that these young men were just ordinary country folk, like them.

"Mr. Zhao, your family has raised a fine young man!" Huang Liang glanced at the busy figures of Zhao Hong and the other two, offering a forced smile of praise before his gaze fell on Zhao Xian. "Now that things have come to this, may I leave this place?"

"Lord Huang, don't be hasty!" Zhao Xian waved his hand, then looked up at the Daoist people outside the courtyard and said loudly, "Among you, is there anyone who can ride a horse?"

"Go to the village and deliver a message to the village official: say that Zhao Xian has met with misfortune in Huangli, north of Hedong Pavilion, and needs the assistance of the village head, Chen Yuancheng!"

Upon hearing this, the Taoists outside the courtyard all looked at each other in bewilderment, and not one of them responded!

Now that things have come to this, who can't see that this is a disaster!

"There are three thousand talisman coins in the bundle on horseback. If anyone is willing to go, feel free to grab a handful as a reward!"

Zhao Xian didn't take it to heart and continued to speak with a smile, his tone full of temptation.

"Zhao Xian, what exactly do you intend to do?!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Liang could no longer contain himself, pointed his halberd at Zhao Xian, and angrily questioned him.

"Ah Hong, Ah Bing, break his arm!"

"If anyone dares to resist, kill them on the spot!"

Zhao Xian's face turned cold, and he shouted sternly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hong and Zhao Bing, who were some distance away, immediately put down the burlap they were holding and stepped forward with their knives.

As the saying goes, even a young tiger has the spirit to devour a cow!

The two men, their robes now stained with blood and their blades newly drawn, were in the throes of passion, showing no fear on their faces, only excitement.

Faced with this situation, Huang Liang was intimidated by the two men's imposing presence and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Lord Zhao, you absolutely mustn't!"

Upon seeing this, Huang Wen, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly stood up, knelt down, and kowtowed repeatedly to Zhao Xian.

The two brothers had always been arrogant and domineering in Beihuangli, but now they were panicked and begged for mercy in front of this young man. The people outside the courtyard were naturally very pleased.

"Lord Zhao, why have you gone to such lengths!"

Suddenly, a horse galloped to the outside of the courtyard. A burly figure shouted and then leaped off the horse, rushing into the courtyard.

As he entered the courtyard, he looked around and saw Huang Wen, the head of Beihuang Village, kneeling on the ground, with two burly servants lying dead on the ground, and three young men with knives surrounding Huang Liang.

"Zhao Xian greets Lord Zuo!"

Upon seeing the visitor, Zhao Xian immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.

The newcomer was none other than Zuo Yuan, the head of the Hedong Pavilion. He was a burly man with a dark complexion, a short beard, and a very capable appearance.

"Lord Zhao, the Yan family is powerful; why act so recklessly?"

With a sigh, Zuo Yuan looked at Zhao Xian and asked in a deep voice.

"The Yan family is powerful, yet they can't protect this scoundrel Huang Liang!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian rose and smiled faintly, then looked outside the courtyard and continued to shout, "Are the people of Beihuang Village all cowardly rats?"

"I'm going!"

Before he finished speaking, a Taoist priest leaped onto his mount.

He took the package off the mount, weighed it in his hand, and then threw it into the courtyard.

"I'm not after these talisman coins; it's only because the Lord has promised me a piece of horse meat!"

Having said that, the man turned his horse around and rode off into the distance.

"Haha, it seems that Beihuang Village isn't just full of cowardly rats!"

Zhao Xian laughed loudly, then pointed to the fallen horse outside the courtyard and said, word by word.

"Build a fire, skin the meat, and cook it!"