The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 486 - 486 486 We Cant Let Him Die

Chapter 486: Chapter 486: We Can’t Let Him Die! Chapter 486: Chapter 486: We Can’t Let Him Die! He recounted everything he had heard when he infiltrated the prison to Lin Caisang and his family’s head.

Zhong Yun, accustomed to a life of wealth and luxury, could not bear to spend his days in prison. He begged Ms. Fu to bear his crimes for him, assuring her that death would inevitably come to her anyway for the murder she committed.

As long as he could ensure the survival of his son, he made certain promises. He would ensure Zhong You’s demise and seize all of Old Master Zhong’s fortune, not leaving a single penny for him. He also claimed that he would send Old Master Zhong to accompany Ms. Fu in the afterlife.

Ms. Fu, under the impression that her execution was inevitable for the murder she committed, foolishly agreed to bear Zhong Yun’s crimes as well.

She probably never considered that she didn’t actually have to die.

“This Zhong Yun truly is malicious.”

Upon hearing Zhe Jue’s account, Lin Caisang felt a chill run down her spine.

“If we let such a man rise to power, who knows how many innocent people he may harm in the future!”

“What does Sang’er propose we do?”

Ya Molian looked at her, his voice filled with a doting tone.

“He likes eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, right? Then I will make him lose everything, letting him beg for survival!” Lin Caisang answered firmly, grinding her teeth.

She didn’t enjoy doing evil things, but when it came to dealing with this epitome of wickedness, she would not show mercy. He must endure the punishment he deserved.

To kill him?

That would be letting him off too easy. It would be more satisfying to let him live a life worse than death.

“Zhe Jue, you go get it done,” said Ya Molian, looking at Zhe Jue.

“Yes, Master,” Zhe Jue took the order.

He loved doing this kind of thing the most. Not punishing someone like Zhong Yun would be an affront to the heavens.

“Zhe Jue, remember, you can’t let him die!” Lian Caisang ordered Zhe Jue.

“Yes, Miss Lin.”

Zhe Jue responded. He detested people like Zhong Yun the most. How could he let such a person die a quick death?

He had to make sure he lived, experiencing every bit of the punishment.

…

The next day, after Zhe Jue had sent Zhong You away and returned, Lin Caisang and Ya Molian were out in the rainy streets of Qianlin County.

“Brother Molian, Qianlin County is so big, how are there no shops for sale or rent?” she complained. Her legs felt like they would snap off from all the walking, and yet they hadn’t found a suitable shop.

To say suitable was an overstatement. They had not even managed to find an unsuitable shop.

This was truly baffling to her.

“Qianlin County is a large county,” Ya Molian simply commented.

Upon hearing these words, Lin Caisang heaved a sigh.

Yes, Qianlin County was indeed a large county. It was teeming with tradesmen dealing in fur and dried fruit businesses, probably even more so than Yejun. However, Qianlin County was only bustling with tradesmen and couldn’t be compared to Yejun. Otherwise, Qianlin County would’ve become a district long ago.

“Let’s search a little more.”

Seeing her distressed, Ya Molian tried to console her once again.

“I’ve sent Zhe Jue to inquire about it. We should hear back from him soon. Don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried.”

Lin Caisang shrugged.

“If we can’t find one in Qianlin County, we can always find a shop in Yueya Town. It’s all the same,” she suggested.

Regardless of the location, as long as it was something presentable for the family, she didn’t care about the business prospects.