Chapter 322: Lao Jia's Letter

He Yuzhu's gaze sharpened; with a flick of his wrists, two Mauser C96s appeared in his hands.

"Bang! Bang!" two crisp gunshots rang out.

The two men charging at the very front were hit in the shoulders and immediately collapsed to the ground, wailing.

Seeing He Yuzhu's ruthless methods, the others slammed on the brakes; no matter how harshly Officer You urged them on, no one dared to step forward again.

Seeing that the time was ripe, He Yuzhu raised his voice and said, "The rest of you, why bother throwing your lives away with Officer You? He is destined to eat lead, but you might not—those who haven't stained their hands with blood won't necessarily die. If you want to live, climb up the rope ladder; if you want to die, I'll grant your wish right now. I'll count to three; those who don't climb up, I'll take out one by one."

"One—"

"Two—"

Before he could even count to three, Officer You's subordinates were already scrambling toward the rope ladder, leaving only Officer You standing stiffly in place.

Unwilling to be captured, he threw a punch and lunged at He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu dodged sideways, grabbed his arm, and gave it a violent yank.

"Crack!"

His arm was dislocated on the spot.

He Yuzhu immediately followed up with a heavy punch straight to his jaw.

Officer You didn't even have time to cry out before he fainted on the ground.

He Yuzhu aimed his gun at those still hesitating and unwilling to climb the ladder: "If you don't climb up now, I'll shoot you dead right here!"

The remaining people no longer dared to hesitate and climbed the ladder one by one.

Finally, He Yuzhu hauled the unconscious Officer You and quickly climbed back to the surface along the rope ladder.

Tian Dan took the group back to the bureau for interrogation, while He Yuzhu drove back to the Siheyuan alone.

Just as he stepped into the courtyard gate, he heard the sounds of Zhao Yingzi and Jia Zhangshi arguing in the Zhongyuan, with over a dozen neighbors standing on the periphery watching the spectacle.

Children were running back and forth behind the adults.

He Yuzhu reached out to grab Xu Damao, who was nearby, and asked in a low voice, "The new bride has only just entered the house, how did it end up like this?"

Xu Damao curled his lip in a smile and lowered his voice, saying, "Jia Zhangshi is really something; she's forcing Zhao Yingzi to hand over the gift money collected from the wedding. Zhao Yingzi says the money is all in her father's hands, and that's how the argument started—Jia Zhangshi is now shouting that she wants Jia Dongxu to divorce Zhao Yingzi!"

He Yuzhu frowned: "What's Jia Dongxu's attitude?"

Xu Damao gestured toward the crowd with his chin: "There, he's just muddling through, not saying a damn word."

He Yuzhu looked around and frowned: "Don't we have a few masters in charge in our courtyard? Why aren't any of them in sight? Where did they all go?"

Xu Damao sneered, leaned in, and whispered: "Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong didn't try to persuade them earlier? But you know how Jia Zhangshi's tongue is—she insisted that this is a 'family matter' that outsiders have no business in! With two sentences, she made both masters walk away in frustration."

As they were speaking, Zhao Si came into the courtyard, fuming, leading Director Wang.

He pointed at Jia Zhangshi and said to Wang Xia, "Director, you take a look, this old woman is too unreasonable! The gift money my family collected, she insists on taking it all; what kind of rule is that?"

After Wang Xia asked Jia Dongxu about the ins and outs of the situation, she said loudly, "Dowries belong to the woman, betrothal gifts belong to the family! This is the principle passed down by our ancestors! Jia Zhangshi, stop making unreasonable trouble; if you keep acting like this, I'll have the Lianfang Team take you away."

Jia Zhangshi immediately began to wail: "Lao Jia! Come up and take a look! They are all bullying me, a lone widow and orphan! Even the officials have been bought off and won't speak up for us poor people..."

Wang Xia looked helpless; she looked at He Yuzhu in the crowd and blinked at him, meaning for him to find a way.

He Yuzhu quickly walked out of the crowd, took a piece of yellow paper from his home, wrote a letter dipped in chicken blood, then went out, stood beside Wang Xia, and whispered, "No matter what happens, don't break character."

Wang Xia nodded.

He Yuzhu suddenly pointed at the Jia Family's window and said, "Everyone, look! Jia Zhangshi really called Lao Jia out!"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill down their spines, but they all looked in the direction He Yuzhu was pointing, one after another.

There was no one in the Jia house, but a blurry figure appeared on the window.

"Oh my god!" A series of gasps erupted from the crowd; the timid ones ran straight home, and the children were so scared they stood frozen in place, crying loudly.

As soon as Jia Zhangshi saw the shadow on the window, she immediately wet her pants in fear.

Wang Xia said, "Don't believe it, everyone; ghosts don't have shadows!"

"That's not a shadow, that's a spiritual manifestation!" He Yuzhu said.

"No!" Wang Xia said, and ran toward the window.

Just as she reached the window, the shadow suddenly vanished.

A piece of yellow paper drifted down from the air.

There was another gasp from the crowd.

Wang Xia picked up the piece of yellow paper; there were striking red characters on it, seemingly written in fresh blood.

The crowd gathered around to look, and after a "Oh my god!", they all retreated.

Xu Damao often hung around graveyards, so he naturally wasn't afraid; he stirred up trouble: "Director Wang, hurry up and read it for us! Let us hear what the letter says!"

Wang Xia shook her head and said, "I don't believe in these things, I won't read it!"

But in her heart, she was cursing He Yuzhu, annoyed that he was using such tricks to deceive people.

"Hurry and find Third Master, the educated man, to read it for us," He Yuzhu said.

Zhao Si ran off to find him.

Zhao Yingzi leaned in to watch; not knowing if it was a blessing or a curse, her face had turned pale with fright, but she was barely literate and couldn't tell what was written.

Jia Zhangshi was so scared she sat on the ground, sobbing; Jia Dongxu hurriedly helped her up, but her body was shaking uncontrollably.

Yan Bugui heard that a letter had fallen from the sky and was also terrified. Wang Xia handed him the letter; he pushed up his glasses and read tremblingly: "Zhangshi, my wife: Seeing these words is like seeing me.

I already know everything that has happened in the house recently. Because of the gift money, you and Yingzi have been arguing, making the household restless; even in the Nine Springs, I cannot rest in peace.

I have specifically written this letter, and there are a few things you must remember: Zhao Yingzi is a great benefactor to my Jia Family, and is by no means an ordinary daughter-in-law. Her entry into this house is specifically to support the Jia Family's household, so that my bloodline does not end and the incense may continue.

From the day she crossed the threshold, all matters in the house, whether large or small, should be managed by Yingzi. You must never again use your status as a mother-in-law to interfere, and you must never harbor selfish motives or greed for wealth.

You must treat her with sincerity, just as you treated me. If you remain obsessed and bully her, you are defying the will of Heaven and abandoning the family's fortune.

I have already glimpsed the secrets of Heaven: if you dare to disobey, the Jia Family will surely face a bloody disaster within ten years, and my son Dongxu will also suffer a great loss of lifespan and will not live long!

These words are not false; they are destined by the Underworld."

If you do not wish to suffer the pain of losing a son in your old age, then you had best conduct yourself well, treat Yingzi kindly, and follow her arrangements.

Do not say you were not warned.

I hope you treasure yourself, and even more, I hope you prioritize the Jia Family bloodline and the life of Dongxu.

"A letter written by Jia Huaide from the underworld"

After Yan Bugui finished reading this letter, his teeth were chattering from fear.

Jia Dongxu asked with a tremble: "Third Master, I didn't quite understand what you just read, could you please explain it to me!"

Yan Bugui said: "Your father said in the underworld that your wife has come to save you; if you don't treat her well, you won't live for many more years..."

Upon hearing these words, tears immediately slid silently down Zhao Yingzi's face.

She looked at He Yuzhu, but He Yuzhu was staring fixedly at the moon. She bit her lip hard, remembering this debt of gratitude.

Yan Bugui said: "Jia Zhangshi, you think about calling Lao Jia up every day; this time Lao Jia has truly written you a letter, you surely cannot go against his wishes, can you?"

Jia Zhangshi said with a tremble: "I will listen to Lao Jia, I don't want that money anymore."