Reborn as an Ugly Wife in the Countryside

Chapter 945 - 947: Would It Work If the Magistrate Came?

The questioned old An wasn’t one to lie.

Besides, he indeed borrowed twenty taels of silver from others; he couldn’t bring himself to deny it now.

So he spoke up, "Old Zheng, I really borrowed twenty taels of silver from you, I’m not denying it. I’ll pay you back the twenty taels today, and from then on let’s call it even between our two families. Don’t think of taking my daughter back."

The onlookers couldn’t help but feel disappointed; this was such a good opportunity, and old An just gave it up like that. How could they resolve this now?

"Hahaha, did you hear that? Even old An admits to owing me silver."

Old Zheng felt disdainful; as expected, old An was easy to manipulate.

Regarding old An’s response, Yang Ming wasn’t surprised at all. He just said coldly, "So what if he admits it?"

"Hahaha, so what if he admits it?" Old Zheng’s shameless demeanor seemed to have returned.

"He owes me silver, and how much interest, I decide. You won’t see me leave without fifty taels, including principal and interest, or else use An’an that girl as collateral!"

Old An’s face was flushed with anger, and he roared, "Old Zheng, you’re being unreasonable, you’re going too far."

"Ha, today I am being unreasonable, what can you do about it? It’s only right to repay a debt, even the Emperor himself showing up won’t help."

Old Zheng also considered that with this young man here, his son’s marriage plans might go down the drain today.

But he couldn’t let the twenty taels of silver go for nothing; he had to get some interest back.

Wasn’t the young man in front of him trying to help? Then he should produce fifty taels.

Faced with old Zheng’s rogue behavior, the An Family didn’t know what to do, so they just stared at Yang Ming, hoping he could come up with a solution!

The onlookers also felt that the An Family’s chance to break free from the Zheng Family depended on this man in front of them.

At this moment, Yang Ming had become the focal point in the courtyard. He continued to ask, "Not even the Emperor could help?"

"That’s right, not even the Emperor could help!"

Yang Ming sneered, "What about if the Magistrate came?"

At these words, the courtyard fell silent; what did it mean if the Magistrate came? Could it be that the young man in front of them was the Magistrate?

In this poor backwater, no one had ever seen the Magistrate.

Everyone looked at Yang Ming in astonishment; no wonder his aura was so powerful, it turned out he was the Magistrate!

Yang Ming brought up the Magistrate, and sure enough, it scared old Zheng. He stood there, legs slightly weak, naturally keeping him quiet.

Seeing everyone so frightened, Yang Ming thought it was because they feared the Magistrate’s reputation.

Completely unaware that everyone had mistakenly thought he was the Magistrate.

If he knew it would lead to such a misunderstanding, he wouldn’t have spoken that way.

Yang Ming continued, "Uncle An owes you twenty taels; he wants to pay back twenty, but you insist on fifty. If both parties are at a stalemate, it can’t be resolved. Why not let the Magistrate decide how much should be repaid? This way, the matter is settled and neither side feels slighted."

With these words, old Zheng was the first to realize that the person in front of him wasn’t the Magistrate. There was nothing to fear, as the Emperor is far away and the Magistrate wouldn’t have time for such trivial matters as theirs in the backwoods.