Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Whether his adoptive father believed it or not, Shao Linshen didn't know, but his second brother hadn't even spent half a day in the prison before he was beaten up, which made Shao Linshen quite happy.

Ignoring the three people groaning in his ears, Shao Linshen cleared a space in the corner. Not caring how dirty the ground was, he simply lay down, tore a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes, stuffed it into his ears, and began to snore loudly with his eyes closed.

There's more excitement tonight, so he needs to get plenty of rest.

His ability to fall asleep so easily left his three half-brothers standing nearby completely dumbfounded.

Although they were often mistreated by their stepmother in the Marquis's mansion, they were still raised in luxury. In this place, they couldn't even stretch their legs out.

The brothers looked around the prison with disgust.

Inside the square cell, three sides were fenced off. The cell was not only small, but there was not even a bed. There was only a pile of straw against the wall. If you looked closely, you could see that many woodlice, cockroaches and other insects were crawling around under the straw. At the base of the wall, there was a patch of dark green moss and patches.

The brothers were immediately chilled to the bone. Even the fear of having their home raided and being imprisoned was nothing compared to the terrible situation they were in now.

"Fourth brother, fifth brother, sixth brother, all three of you, stop standing there like idiots and come here to your father."

Marquis Le'an lay outside the haystack, while his son, Shao Mingheng, lay side by side inside. Both father and son had participated in the struggle for the throne, and now that the fourth prince had fallen, they were naturally implicated and punished.

Therefore, they were punished with a beating as soon as they arrived, and both father and son still had some blood seeping from their buttocks.

The fourth brother and the others exchanged glances, knowing full well that what the other party was calling them at this time was surely not good news, but because of the Marquis of Le'an's long-standing prestige, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

"Father, what are your orders?"

Under the watchful eyes of his two remaining brothers, the fourth brother, who was in charge, had no choice but to speak first and ask the question.

Seeing their dawdling, Marquis Le'an frowned in displeasure, but ultimately refrained from scolding them, and only gave the order:

"Hand over all your valuables."

The three brothers looked grim upon hearing this, shaking their heads and saying that the jailers had looted everything.

“If Father doesn’t believe me, I can take off my clothes so you can examine me.”

It was the fifth brother who spoke this time. He was quick to speak and even faster to act. As he spoke, he took off his prison clothes and shook them in front of Marquis Le'an.

The other two followed suit, but to their surprise, Marquis Le'an was not interested at all. He blurted out that they should take off their shoes and socks and turn them upside down for him to see.

The fourth brother and the others froze, remaining motionless for a long while.

Marquis Le'an narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a hint of intimidation:

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and get to work! Do you expect your father to take off your shoes for you himself?"

The fourth brother and his companions were unwilling to accept this, but in the end, Marquis Le'an still managed to take away their remaining wealth.

The group felt resentful, especially seeing their three older brothers acting as if nothing had happened—some sleeping, others lying on the ground in a daze—while the three of them were the ones who had suffered the most.

It's one thing to talk about the two legitimate brothers, but the third brother is also a son born out of wedlock. Why should he be able to stay out of it?

The three brothers, with the intention of not letting Shaolin Shen have an easy time either, secretly complained to Marquis Le'an, saying that they saw their third brother hiding a lot of good things on him, and that he was deliberately hiding in a corner taking a nap.

Marquis Le'an knew immediately what these three were up to, but he still sent them to wake up the third son.

"Yes, Father, we'll take care of it right away."

The fourth brother and his companions walked excitedly up to Shao Linshen, but before they could even touch his shoulder, they were slapped several times across the face.

The three brothers were in so much pain that they ran away with their heads in their hands, but the culprit was still asleep with his eyes closed. He got up and started punching and kicking them. Not only was he powerful, but the three of them were no match for him.

Even after they knelt down and begged for mercy, Marquis Le'an roared angrily from the side. The culprit yawned, opened his eyes, looked surprised, and blamed them for disturbing his sleep.

"You guys are just bored. Can't you wait until I wake up before you talk about it?"

"I have an old habit of hitting people in my sleep. As long as you stay away from me, you won't get hurt. Remember not to do it next time, otherwise I can do anything when I'm asleep."

The fourth brother and his gang were beaten and then scolded for it, which made them so angry that their faces turned red and their necks bulged, but they dared not talk back because of the other party's strength.

The second son, Shao Mingxuan, couldn't stand seeing Shao Linshen doing well, and he lay on the ground groaning:

"Third brother, don't be so outrageous. You, who hit someone, still think you're right? What kind of bullshit is this 'hitting someone in a dream' nonsense? I've never heard you mention that before."

"You don't even sleep in the same bed with me, why should I tell you?"

Shao Linshen retorted, silencing the other person completely.

However, seeing the murderous look in Marquis Le'an's eyes, and realizing it wasn't time to turn against him yet, he quickly apologized and even took off his clothes and shoes to show everyone.

"Old D... cough, Father, as you can see, it's not that I don't want to hand over the things, it's just that I have nothing on me."

As Shao Linshen dressed, he rubbed his hands together and moved closer to Marquis Le'an, his eyes fixed on the small amount of valuables in the other's arms. He shamelessly said:

"Hey, Dad, you have so many good things on you, why don't you share some with your son?"

"roll!!"

Marquis Le'an was so angry at his son's shameless behavior that he didn't even bother to look at him and told him to get as far away as possible.

"If you don't want to give it to me, you don't have to. Why are you getting so worked up?"

Shaolin dodged the spittle flying at him, and instead ran away with a bunch of straw under his cheap father, looking pitiful.

If it weren't for the fact that the other people in the cell knew about this guy's behavior, just seeing him huddled alone in the corner, you would really think that everyone was ostracizing him.

The fourth brother and the others looked at each other, truly wanting to cry but having no tears.

Meanwhile, Prince Shao Mingheng, who had been lying silently in the haystack, turned his head slightly, looked at his third brother, whose personality was quite different, his eyes slightly deep, and it was unclear what he was planning.

*

That evening, Marquis Le'an exchanged a jade pendant for a small bottle of wound medicine from a jailer. The father and son had just applied the medicine and were resting when they heard footsteps approaching in the corridor.

Everyone looked up and saw several jailers carrying long whips leading a group of men dressed in prison uniforms slowly approaching.

"Father-in-law? Lord Li? Marquis Xuanping? How come you're all here too..."

Looking at those familiar faces, Marquis Le'an's previously composed expression suddenly changed drastically. Ignoring his injuries, he struggled to get up and peered through the bars at the cells around him where the people were imprisoned.

The Earl of Kangning was already bedridden, and now that his entire family had been raided, his face was ashen and he could no longer speak.

At this moment, the man was being dragged into the opposite cell by his two sons, who were holding his arms.

The six rooms on each side of the men's prison were now packed with prisoners. Even in Shaolin Shen's prison, two men, supposedly sons of the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, had squeezed in.

"It's over! It's really over now!"

Marquis Le'an looked at the scene before him, muttered to himself, swayed, and immediately fainted.

Fortunately, I missed the chance to be taken away by the prison guards for a heart-to-heart talk.

"bang bang bang-"

A wooden stick struck the fence, and a burly jailer reopened their cell door. Under the terrified gazes of the rest of the Shao family, he glanced at Shao Linshen as if it were nothing, and then walked right past him.

They pointed the wooden stick at the second and fifth brothers and a man surnamed Li, and dragged them out.