Chapter 19
There is a poem that says: To keep Liangshan all to himself was truly shameful; He envied the able, treated the proud with contempt, and could never act with decision. He thought only of keeping every bit of wealth and honor for himself, And turned heroes and good men into enemies. In his pavilions among flowers and bamboo, murder was hiding; By the sandbars where egrets and gulls rested, heads would soon fall. How laughable his narrow little mind— Sooner or later his life would be thrown away in a single morning. Now, Inspector He had received the prefect’s order, come down from the main hall, and gone straight to the confidential room to talk with his constables. The constables said to him, “This lake country around Stone Tablet Village lies right next to Liangshan Marsh. Everywhere there are endless reeds and waterways. Unless we send a large body of government troops with boats and men, who would dare go in there to arrest the bandits?” Inspector He said, “You are right.” He went back to the prefect and reported: “The lakes around Stone Tablet Village are close......
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