The Kingdom of Marriage: My Stunning Empress

Chapter 210: The Li family servants are too arrogant, and 4 pounds of flattery follows closely

The middle-aged man named Baran didn't have time to explain and quickly walked past Han Zhuo and Han Sijin with his men.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight strong men dressed as servants rushed out of the alley.

These strong men are really different from ordinary servants.

Many servants were hired from the market. Some were tall, some were thin, some were short, and some were fat. It was rare to find such first-class and strong ones.

The leader was a man with a scar on his face. He was holding a half-broken stick in his hand and pointed at Barang and shouted, "Barang, don't even think about running away!"

Then, Scar took out an iron whistle-like object from his arms.

After the whistle was blown, more than a dozen equally strong servants rushed out from another alley not far away.

They surrounded Baran and his men from the front and back.

Han Sijin watched as Baran was surrounded by a group of people. She was usually timid when doing things, so at this moment, she habitually stepped back.

However, she had only taken two steps back when Han Zhuo's powerful hand reached out and placed it on her back, leaving Han Sijin with no way to retreat.

Moreover, Han Zhuo knew that she was a girl disguised as a man, but he still deliberately put his arm around her shoulders and walked forward with his arm around her like a good brother.

As they walked, Han Zhuo said, "It seems like you know who these servants are."

"Tell me quickly, what happened?"

Han Sijin had a bitter face at this time and hurriedly explained to Han Zhuo.

"Brother, these people are all servants of the Li family. They are called servants, but in fact they are just thugs. Moreover, they are all gangsters, and many of them are from the Iron Fist Sect."

When mentioning the Iron Fist Sect, Han Zhuo's brows raised involuntarily.

He had already used Li Jiuniang's intelligence system to compile a list of all the urban gangs and martial arts sects in Kunwu City.

In Kunwu City, in addition to the urban gangs such as the Iron-faced Gang, there is also an Iron Fist Gang.

The Iron Fist Sect and the Iron Face Gang are relatively more powerful because they are more like a group that is transitioning from a city gang to a martial arts sect.

The Iron Fist Sect recruits disciples from the age of nine to around thirteen. They never recruit outsiders and mostly recruit from the local market.

The Li family is behind the Iron Fist Gate.

Because the Li family has huge influence and strong financial support.

Many poor families would send their sons to the Iron Fist Sect.

Firstly, there is food and drink in the Iron Fist Sect, and secondly, you can also learn some basic martial arts.

Even if you make a mistake and are kicked out of the Li family, you can still find a new job in another wealthy family.

Han Sijin then told Han Zhuo: "Uncle Barang's skills are very sophisticated. He is the master craftsman of the Li family's goldsmith shop."

"It is said that the gold and silver jewelry he crafted was all the rage among the elite in Kunwu City."

Han Zhuo was puzzled when he heard this. He asked, "Since Barang is the master chef, why does he live here?"

"Logically speaking, shouldn't this master chef's wages be very high?"

Han Sijin was now firmly held by Han Zhuo's pincer-like hand. She couldn't move at all. Han Zhuo took her to the outskirts of the group almost the entire time.

The two watched the excitement from a distance of about ten steps.

Han Sijin had a bitter face. Since she was too close to the people from the Iron Fist Gate at this time, she didn't dare to speak too loudly.

Therefore, she could only stand on tiptoe, then put her lips, which she had deliberately painted a little white, and move close to Han Zhuo's ear.

He whispered to Han Zhuo, "Brother, although the Li family is powerful and wealthy, they are very stingy when it comes to treating craftsmen and workers."

"Uncle Baran, for example, may be a master craftsman in a goldsmith shop, but in the hands of another wealthy person, he would be a treasure, and would definitely be treated with good food, wine, and shelter."

"But the monthly salary the Li family gives him is even less than what those who sweep the floor and serve tea and water give him!"

Han Zhuo didn't have the time to ask why the other party did this?

The dozen or so thugs from the Iron Fist Sect raised their fists and punched the guy hard in the face!

Baran was knocked off balance and fell to the ground in a spin.

Han Zhuo noticed something at this time. Baran and the craftsmen around him were obviously suffering from long-term malnutrition. Their hands and feet seemed to have little strength.

Han Sijin happened to tell Han Zhuo the most crucial point.

She said, "Those in charge of the Li family deceived their superiors and subordinates and withheld many months' wages from the craftsmen."

"Artisans like Uncle Baran all fled here from the Western Regions, and their household registration here is not registered."

"Therefore, even if they died in any corner of the street, the police would not ask."

"They would just drag them out like pigs and dogs, find a place, dig a hole and bury them."

Seeing this, Han Zhuo couldn't help but speak, and uttered a famous saying in later generations: "You want the horse to run, but you don't want it to eat grass. Absolutely wrong!"

Han Sijin's eyes lit up when he heard Han Zhuo's insightful remarks, and he quickly flattered him: "Brother, what you said is really insightful."

"Those in charge of the Li family are all shrewd people."

"They can all scrape a piece of flesh off a fly's leg."

"Not to mention the poor craftsmen like Uncle Baran."

After hearing this, Han Zhuo had a general understanding of the situation.

So, he let go of Han Sijin's shoulders, patted him gently, and said, "Step back a few steps, don't let blood splash all over you."

Han Sijin was stunned for a moment, and was just thinking about what Han Zhuo meant when he saw Han Zhuo rushing up with a gust of wind!

At this time, the strong man who beat people had raised his foot and stepped on Barang's stomach. He also crushed it hard twice, causing Barang, an old man, to scream in pain.

The strong man had a ferocious sneer on his face and said, "You foreign pigs and dogs, you really don't want to accept my toast and then drink the forfeit."

"There's famine everywhere now, and those refugees don't even have food to eat."

"And you outsiders, under our protection, have food to eat, water to drink, and a house to live in, yet you're still not satisfied? How dare you lead the charge to cause trouble?!"

"I'm telling you, the Third Steward has spoken. If you don't take your men back to the workshop now, you must continue working."

"I'll break all your hands and feet, then soak them in the pond. When your hands and feet are covered with maggots, the fish in the water will eat up all the rotten flesh from your body!"

At this moment, Han Zhuo's voice came from behind the burly man: "Your method is quite creative. Good. Let's do it as you say."

The sturdy man frowned and turned around immediately, only to see a muscular man wearing an iron mask and over eight feet tall standing in front of him.