Chapter 7: 61-70

Chapter 61

"Approved."

The emperor on the dragon throne looked at Prince Zhong standing in the center of the hall, and then looked at the ministers kneeling on the ground, and smiled slightly and said: "Allow the boy to take the imperial examination and serve the court."

"Long live the emperor." The civil and military officials kowtowed to thank the emperor for his grace.

Each of their families has a little boy. If they are trained more, maybe some talents can really bring glory to the family, and people will no longer be disappointed by the birth of a little boy.

"My emperor is wise." Prince Zhong saluted and looked at the emperor sitting above and said: "I beg the emperor, from today on, no one is allowed to take a little boy as a concubine, unless they are willing."

"Oh?" The emperor's eyebrows were gentle, and he smiled at the little boy he regarded as his brother, "Prince Zhong, why is this?"

"They don't want to be concubines." Prince Zhong said.

He told some of the things that forced the little boys to be concubines and detained in the back house, and finally looked at the civil and military officials in the hall.

He sneered and said, "They are old and ugly, and they still want to take beautiful girls and young boys as concubines. I don't know if they can have sex?"

"How can they do this when they let teenagers who are as old as their own children serve them? I feel ashamed for these people."

He scolded many people at once, and almost all those who had concubines were scolded. The civil and military officials were so angry that their faces turned red and their necks became thick.

But no one dared to step forward to refute. Whoever stepped forward would die. This is a lesson learned from blood and tears.

"Ahem." The emperor was also choked by these words. His concubines also had many boys and girls. "Prince Zhong is right."

What can the emperor say?

This is the son who raised him. He can sit firmly in his position and issue decrees at any time without anyone refutating. They are all afraid of Prince Zhong's mouth that doesn't speak human words.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Prince Zhong glanced at Chu Yuwen standing in the military officer queue with his head down, and thought to himself: I have paved the way for you, and the rest depends on whether you fight for it.

After the court session that day, the whole capital was in an uproar. The emperor actually issued an order to improve the treatment of the young men. As long as the men had the same treatment, the young men could have it.

They could not be forced to be concubines after passing the imperial examinations and could walk around freely like women.

They no longer had to avoid being shy with men or women. They were free from these feudal ethics. The emperor specifically allowed them to stay away from these feudal ethics. No one was allowed to ask too many rules of the young men.

This would make it easier for them to study with men and pass the imperial examinations and enter the officialdom. As long as they behaved politely and abided by the rules, no one was allowed to slander them.

"Hahaha." Zhang Yunxiao pinched his waist and laughed, looking at his father, "Prince Zhong always keeps his word. I knew that day that he would keep his promise."

"What are you laughing at?" Lord Zhang hit his son on the head with a book, glared at him and said, "You are so lucky, you met Prince Zhong who never leaves the house. You must study hard in the future and don't embarrass Prince Zhong."

"Of course." Zhang Yunxiao dodged his father's book and smiled, "My son will definitely pass the exam and become an official to bring honor to my father and mother."

He looked at his father and was particularly moved: although he was an old-fashioned man, he never belittled himself, and he followed his brothers to study.

"Father." Zhang Yunxiao bowed deeply, "Thank you father for your cultivation and for not abandoning your son in the backyard just because he is a little boy."

"Alas!" Lord Zhang sighed, "Father is the son of the little boy. How could you not know how hard and difficult the little boy has gone through? My son cannot fall into pain anymore."

"Yeah." Zhang Yunxiao nodded, "Father, I'm going to play with my friends. We have to celebrate today."

"Go."

Zhang Yunxiao skipped out of the hall. He was fifteen years old this year, which was the age when he was lively and active. Because his father and mother loved him, he had never been bound by too many etiquettes.

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"Look at this." Zhang Yun smiled and called his friends, walking openly with some young boys on Wenchang Street, "We will buy it back to paint, and the colors will be gorgeous."

He took the paint for painting and showed it to several young boys, "We must study hard and must not embarrass the emperor and Prince Zhong. We must take the imperial examination and serve the court."

"Yes, yes, yes." The thirteen-year-old boy who did not want to be a concubine, Wang Yuwen, said: "I must be an official and no one can control me."

"Hahaha." Several young boys laughed at him, "If your father knew that you wanted to have a higher official position than him and use it to suppress him so that he dare not control you, he would definitely break your legs."

"Humph." Wang Yuwen raised his head and said indifferently: "If I rely on an official position higher than my father, it would be faster to ask Prince Zhong for help."

After hearing what he said, the atmosphere suddenly quieted down. Finally, Zhang Yun smiled and said: "Some family members are powerless, and some family members don't take the young boys seriously at all, so how can they fight for us!"

"If you want to fight for it, you can only rely on yourself." Chu Yuwen was wearing a green robe and a simple jade hairpin on his head, like a scholar who was well-read in poetry and books.

"The road has been paved, and the rest is up to you guys to grasp it." Chu Yuwen said: "You are lucky and lucky, someone is fighting for you to improve your status."

"Alas!" Chu Yuwen sighed in his heart: If he had caught up with this opportunity, how could he have come to this point?

"Are you the teacher of which college?" Zhang Yun asked with a smile.

He saw that Chu Yuwen was handsome and unparalleled, with a clear figure and good manners. He could speak kindly to these guys, so he must be the teacher of some college who teaches the guys.

"You are also a guy, right?" Zhang Yun looked at Chu Yuwen with a smile, and saw that he was thin and about the same size as a guy, and smiled: "You must have married a good husband to be able to teach, and he spoils you so that you can leave home as you wish."

Chu Yuwen's heart trembled. He didn't expect that this young man could actually see that he was a guy. Sure enough, the same sex is more sensitive.

He was glad that he had always kept a low profile, either staying in the military camp or in his own house, and had little contact with the young man, so he did not arouse suspicion.

"No." Chu Yuwen said these two words with difficulty, looking at Zhang Yunxiao's youthful and bright smile, "I'm not as lucky as you."

"Ah?" Zhang Yunxiao was confused. How could he be lucky as a young man?

He looked at Chu Yuwen and found that his face was a little pale, and asked with concern: "Are you not feeling well? Do you want to find a place to rest?"

"No." Chu Yuwen smiled bitterly in his heart, looking at Zhang Yunxiao and thinking about his son, whether he was also so innocent and kind, "I'll go around and buy some pens and ink."

"We want to buy some too, together?" Zhang Yunxiao invited enthusiastically, a little worried about Chu Yuwen's physical condition, "Let's go together, so that we can take care of each other if something happens."

"Okay." Chu Yuwen thought about it and responded.

He wanted to get to know these teenagers so that he could get along well with his son in the future, so he went with Zhang Yunxiao and several young men.

"What do you like to do in your daily life?" Chu Yuwen asked.

He himself was always required by his aunt to study hard, and he seldom had time to go out and play. His only happiness was when he was studying in the academy.

He could keep company with a few classmates, discussing literature and philosophy while drinking tea. If you ask him if he has any regrets, Chu Yuwen can only say that he regrets that he has no friends. After

five years in the army, his former classmates have become strangers. Before he could make friends again, they ran off to Dongchuan Prefecture. When they came back, they had already been convicted and reflected on their crimes, and they could no longer make friends with him.

"We?" Zhang Yun smiled, a little embarrassed, "We just read, drink tea, and do something interesting."

"He is very bold." Wang Yuwen, the youngest among them, exposed him and said, "He led us to do all the bad things, skipping classes, fighting, gambling and fighting."

"Hey." Zhang Yunxiao was angry and pushed him with his eyes wide open. "I am not the only one who bears the responsibility every time. You are all good people, and I am the one who is punished?"

"You play with me, eat and drink well, and are not bullied. I am the one who blocks you in front. Even your family puts the blame on me." "

Hahaha." Several little brothers laughed loudly. Zhang Yunxiao took the lead in doing bad things, but he also took the blame for everyone. "You have a good father, he won't punish you."

"That's right." Zhang Yunxiao said proudly, "My father loves me the most. He said that it is not easy to be a little brother. It is not easy to protect me after getting married, so he is obedient to me now."

"You have a good father." Chu Yuwen exclaimed.

What if he has one?

No, even if my aunt was better, it wouldn't be this bad. It's all tears and pain, a dance of disappointment and despair.

Chu Yuwen's eyes were full of pain. The only person who loved and cared for him, he couldn't get close to and could only stay away from.

"Sir, you are also a good father." Zhang Yun smiled: "I can see it at a glance."

"Really?" Chu Yuwen forced a smile and asked: "How did you see it?"

"Because you have a kind face, and the eyes you look at us are full of love." Zhang Yun smiled: "How many people will be kind to the little brother and take the initiative to talk?"

"I have to thank you for your compliment." Chu Yuwen said.

He raised the paint in his hand and said to Zhang Yunxiao and the others: "These are high-quality paints from foreign countries. You can pick which ones you like and I will give them to you as a gift."

"No, no, no." Several little brothers shook their heads and waved their hands, "We can't have them, they are too expensive."

These paints are very expensive. Except for Zhang Yunxiao who has money to buy some occasionally, they can only look at them or use some of Zhang Yunxiao's.

"That's okay." Chu Yuwen said, "You invited me to hang out with you, so I have to give you some gifts. You don't have to refuse."

"Merchant." Chu Yuwen looked at the foreign merchant and asked, "How much are these pigments worth?"

"Sir, one tael of silver per piece." The merchant spoke the language of his native dynasty half-way and introduced to Chu Yuwen, "One piece of pigment

contains twenty kinds of pigments. If you want, just give ten or eight taels." "Oh." Chu Yuwen nodded. Each kind costs one tael each, but if a large package contains twenty kinds of pigments, it will be cheaper. "Ten or fifteen taels. I'll buy a few more."

"Ah?" The merchant opened his eyes wide and looked at Chu Yuwen in disbelief. He didn't expect him to bargain. "Ten or fifteen taels won't work. Ten or eight taels."

He respectfully called Chu Yuwen "Sir", intending to raise the price, but he didn't expect him to bargain with him. Only those poor students would haggle with him.

Chu Yuwen chuckled and saw the contempt in the merchant's eyes, "My friend does business with foreign merchants. He said that these things are worthless in your place."

"If you didn't come from so far away, I would give you at most ten taels of silver. If you think I'm giving you too much, then ten taels is fine."

"Hey." Zhang Yun smiled when he heard Chu Yuwen's words, and then looked at the merchant's contemptuous eyes, "Who are you looking down on? All I have is silver."

He threw his favorite paint on the merchant's stall and said to Chu Yuwen: "I won't buy it. I can buy our own paint."

"Sell, sell, sell." The merchant saw that his provocation was useless and even annoyed the man, so he hurriedly said: "Ten or fifteen taels is ten or fifteen taels. You can go and ask around. The lowest I sell it for is ten or eight taels. I don't ask you for more."

"Forget it." Chu Yuwen smiled at Zhang Yun and said, "Just buy it back to play with, it's not a very valuable thing."

He bought a large package of paint for each of the boys, and bought some more for himself, ready to bring it to his son for him to use.

There are these foreign merchants in the capital, and it must be rare in the remote place of Dongchuan Prefecture. He wanted to buy everything in the capital for Liu Jingwen.

At this time, Chu Yuwen didn't know that Liu Jingwen was blind. Manager Wang just said that he was framed, and didn't mention the things that caused his blindness.

The last unintentional sentence was also to say that Liu Jingwen's eyes were exactly the same as those of the general. His father Liu Chenghe had served in the army, hoping that Chu Yuwen would not object to Xia Yang's request for care.

So Chu Yuwen came to Wenchang Street every day. Knowing that his son passed the examination, he had been searching for things related to literati, hoping that his son would be happy to see them.

After buying things, Zhang Yunxiao and the others naturally became closer to Chu Yuwen. After all, they were embarrassed to accept such an expensive gift for nothing.

They accompanied Chu Yuwen to find strange things, and introduced the calligraphy and painting or brushes they knew, all of which were works of that master.

They also knew the prices, so Chu Yuwen would not suffer losses. In one morning, Chu Yuwen bought a lot of things.

Looking at the young men who helped him carry things, with both hands full, Chu Yuwen felt more and more cherished in his heart, and said with a smile: "You have worked hard for me for a whole morning. I will treat you to a meal at the restaurant, don't refuse."

"No refuse." Zhang Yunxiao was straightforward and agreed directly on behalf of several friends, "We will treat you another day, and you must not refuse." "

Okay." Chu Yuwen said.

They talked all the way and had agreed to accompany Chu Yuwen to buy some fun things they mentioned, so that Chu Yuwen would be in a good mood and didn't have to worry about what to give to his son.

The interests of young people are basically the same. Chu Yuwen believes that as long as these young men are there, the gifts he buys will definitely include things that Liu Jingwen likes.

Arriving at the restaurant, Chu Yuwen did not ask for a private room, but found a seat in the lobby and asked Zhang Yunxiao and the others to sit down.

After all, he was no longer a young master, so he still had to take care of their reputation. After all, the imperial edict had just been issued, so he had to be more cautious. It would only benefit Zhang Yunxiao and the other young masters.

"What do you like to eat? Order whatever you like." Chu Yuwen gave the right to order dishes to Zhang Yunxiao and the others, "I'll also see what flavors you like to eat. I'll prepare the dishes directly at the next banquet."

"Okay." Zhang Yunxiao and the other young masters took the menu with a smile on their faces. They already knew that Chu Yuwen treated them sincerely, so they naturally stopped being polite.

At this time, they suddenly heard people in the restaurant talking about Prince Zhong, all about his pleading for the young masters. Some people praised him and some people sneered.

"Prince Zhong is really kindhearted. He knows that the young men are of low status and cannot stand out no matter where they are, so he actually seeks a future for them."

"Bullshit, some half-man and half-woman brothers, who are not even as good as women, still dream of taking the imperial examination to become officials. I want to see how they lose face."

Chu Yuwen listened to these words without any expression. He knew better than anyone how the young men had been treated. Even his aunt looked down on him, let alone some irrelevant people.

"How can this be absurd." Zhang Yunxiao slammed the table in anger, "What kind of people are these? How dare they talk about the prince."

Especially when someone was discussing whether Prince Zhong was crazy? Otherwise, how could he plead for the young man.

Zhang Yunxiao slammed the table and stood up, "You are crazy, your whole family is crazy, and your ancestors have been crazy for generations, so you are so bold to talk about the prince."

"Hey!" A young student pointed at Zhang Yunxiao and cursed: "You, a young man, dare to scold us students, you are really rebellious?"

"I'm scolding you." Zhang Yunxiao pointed at him and said, "You bastard, I'll tell Prince Zhong in a minute and have him confiscate your property and exterminate your clan and cut you into pieces."

As soon as he said this, the noisy restaurant suddenly fell silent. They forgot Prince Zhong's identity in the heat of the moment. They were looking for death!

"Humph." Seeing that they didn't dare to scold him anymore, Zhang Yunxiao said arrogantly, "What? Are you scared? Hahaha, where is your integrity as a scholar? You were scared away by Prince Zhong, right?"

Zhang Yunxiao laughed with his hands on his hips, and the sarcasm in his eyes was obvious, which made those scholars who talked about Prince Zhong angry and embarrassed, and they immediately spoke without thinking.

"Why are you so arrogant? You're just a young man. Will Prince Zhong see you?"

"That's right. If you go to the palace, you might not even be able to get in. How can you save your dignity if you are kicked out?"

"Not necessarily!" A scholar said in a wretched manner, with scrutiny and contempt in his eyes. "She looks quite pretty. Maybe she's trying to get close to the prince by filing a complaint!" "

Hahahaha."

These scholars laughed, and all kinds of words came out immediately. They were all vulgar and derogatory words, which made many people frown.

"Prince Zhong has never married or had children. Maybe he really has a chance. After all, with his good looks and young face, maybe he can really climb into bed."

"It's useless even if he climbs into bed. Haven't you heard? The prince is impotent and will be alone for the rest of his life. Even if he has a beautiful wife, she can't climb into bed."

"How dare you." Chu Yuwen was annoyed. A teacup flew out of his hand and hit the scholar directly on the mouth. "How dare you slander the prince."

The wretched scholar was hit so hard that blood gushed out of his nose and mouth. He wiped it with his hand and screamed, "Blood, bleeding."

Chu Yuwen's eyes were cold. Looking at the blood, he felt murderous. He hated the words said about Prince Zhong.

He couldn't help but stand up and walked over step by step, releasing the murderous spirit cultivated in the army. His posture was straight like a strong pine tree, both aloof and bloody.

"You, what are you doing?" Several scholars had never seen murderous intent before. They were frightened by Chu Yuwen and stammered: "We are all sons of ministers. Dare you touch us?"

Chu Yuwen's eyes were red. He didn't expect that outsiders would talk about and slander Prince Zhong like this. He wanted to crush these people to death one by one and wash away the dirty words with their blood.

"Don't do it, don't do it." Zhang Yunxiao ran over to hold Chu Yuwen, "I know a few of them. They are all second-generation rich people who are ignorant."

"If you do it, we are in the wrong. It's better to tell Prince Zhong and let him deal with them." Zhang Yunxiao advised.

He didn't expect Chu Yuwen to be more aggressive than himself. A middle-aged uncle actually dared to do it to these children of high-ranking officials. Isn't it asking for trouble!

"Well." Chu Yuwen knew that he couldn't do it. He was sober from his impulsiveness just now. "The prince's guards are nearby. They will be punished as they deserve."

He turned back to his seat and invited Zhang Yunxiao and the others to have dinner. He had been patient for so many years and it didn't matter if it was just this moment. Chu Yuwen was determined to let these people slap themselves in the face.

But then he felt like sitting on pins and needles. It was because of what Zhang Yunxiao and the other boys said. He felt uncomfortable as if being stabbed by needles.

Zhang Yunxiao said, "Why doesn't the prince marry and have children? With the prince's status and character, any woman and boy in the world would be vying to marry the prince."

"I am willing to be a concubine." Wang Yuwen suddenly said, "The prince is so handsome. I can't take my eyes off him. I am willing to be a slave to the prince."

Several boys said that if they married the prince, they would be willing to stay in the backyard and take care of the prince's property and give birth to children.

Chu Yuwen felt bitter. Why didn't he have this opportunity?

Even if it was just a little bit, he was never worthy of the prince, and he didn't even dare to hope for it.

"Son." Chu Yuwen murmured, "What should Dad do?"

He wanted to fly to Dongchuan Prefecture and go to Liujia Village to meet Liu Jingwen. If his son was willing, could he have a chance?

"Son, wait." Chu Yuwen's eyes suddenly flashed with hope, "Dad will find you soon."

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Chapter 62

"Put the vegetables here."

Xia Yang called the villagers who came to deliver vegetables. He took an account book to keep accounts. Ershu counted the number of people on the scale. "Line up one by one, don't worry."

Today is the first time to pick vegetables from the greenhouse in the village. Xia Yang arranged for five families to come together to deliver vegetables, so that they would take turns and not come together.

However, it also alarmed the whole village. Men, women, old and young all went out. They were not afraid of the cold in the early morning and gathered at the door of Xia Yang's house. They looked at the families who delivered vegetables with envy.

They knew that it would be their turn soon, but they were full of anxiety in their hearts and couldn't wait to see the white money.

Xia Yang saw that there were many people coming. He understood what they meant and didn't hide anything. He directly arranged people to line up and prepare to be weighed and loaded.

"Brother Yang." Aunt Li relied on her familiarity with Xia Yang and ranked first. "They are all picked from the best vegetables. There is no problem at all. Just rest assured."

"Of course." Xia Yang smiled and said, "I know how good each of your vegetables are. They are all the best."

"Yes, yes, yes." Aunt Li stood straight. Although she was anxious to know how much money she could sell these vegetables for, she still maintained a reserved attitude.

With a smile on her face, she said, "I picked out the vegetables that were a little worse in appearance or a little bent. I kept them for my family to eat and taste the taste of winter vegetables."

"If there are few, it's fine. Keep them for your family." Xia Yang counted without raising his head, and said, "If there are more, bring them over. I will accept them, but I will sell them for less money."

He knew that Aunt Li and the others would not be willing to eat too much, but they were afraid that he would not be satisfied and dared not send them over. Xia Yang understood their good intentions and helplessness.

"You, really?" Aunt Li's eyes lit up. The hundreds of kilograms of vegetables at home that didn't look good were all worth a lot of money!

"Brother Yang, is that true?" Aunt Li asked excitedly, "Can I bring them over and sell them to you?"

"Of course." Xia Yang heard Aunt Li's excited voice, raised his head and said seriously, "The price of green vegetables is so expensive. Aunt, you are all people who know how to make a living. How can you bear to eat green vegetables every day?" "

Besides, no one can guarantee that the vegetables grown by their families will look good. There will be some with bad skin, or some that are bent and look bad."

He smiled and looked at the villagers behind Aunt Li who were listening attentively, and said, "I will also accept them if you send them over, but the price will be one hundred coins lower."

Xia Yang picked out these vegetables that didn't look good and marked them separately. Steward Wang would send them to the restaurant, and he didn't have such strict requirements on the appearance of the vegetables.

After all, they were unique and didn't have a certain relationship. They couldn't get the vegetables from Steward Wang, so they didn't care so much, as long as the taste was the same.

"But." Xia Yang then said with a serious face, not only to the people delivering vegetables in front of him, but also to the villagers watching from a distance, "You must not put the good and bad together, you must pick them out separately, otherwise you can keep these vegetables for yourselves."

"No, no." Aunt Li said hurriedly: "It will definitely not affect your business. We will not do things like passing inferior products as good ones."

"Look, Auntie didn't bring those vegetables here." She pointed to the vegetables she brought and assured: "There is nothing bad. I picked them carefully."

"That's good." Xia Yang's face eased a little. If he was not serious, he might be afraid that someone would take advantage of the situation. "If you are willing to sell, bring it here. The price has been stated and you can choose it yourself."

"Sell, sell, sell." Aunt Li said hurriedly: "Bring it here right away."

She turned around and told her son to go back and get it. She stayed here to continue weighing it, but she had picked hundreds of kilograms of vegetables at once, so much silver had to be collected by her personally.

"Continue." Xia Yang gestured to Ershu.

"320 catties of eggplant, 260 catties of cucumber, persimmon..."

Ershu weighed and reported the quantity of each vegetable, and Xia Yang recorded and calculated the silver. They paid the silver directly to settle the bill, without letting the villagers wait.

At this moment, there was silence. Aunt Li and the others breathed a little lighter, waiting for Xia Yang to report how much silver they sold, with expectation in their eyes.

Even if there were no families selling vegetables today, they held their breath and looked at Xia Yang with eagerness, as if witnessing a miracle.

"Four hundred and eighty, ten, six taels of silver." Xia Yang reported the amount of silver and handed a piece of paper to Aunt Li, "This is the weight of the vegetables and the price. Aunt, take it back and calculate it if there is anything wrong and come to me."

After he said that, he counted on another notebook. He wanted to keep a basic account to make it easier to compare with the villagers and know how much silver he earned.

"Woo woo woo." Aunt Li took the paper, looked at it stupidly for a long time, and suddenly covered her mouth and cried, tears flowing down in pairs.

"Hmm?" Xia Yang looked up in surprise, looking at Aunt Li who was crying. "Auntie, what's wrong? Don't cry, we can re-weigh or calculate the account again."

"No, no, no." Aunt Li cried and shook her head, unable to stop her tears and unable to control her emotions. "Woo, woo, woo."

Then there were several more small cries, which slowly became one. All the people in the village, regardless of gender, age or young, wiped their tears.

Xia Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood why this happened. He felt a little bitter and a little funny. He shook his head and didn't persuade them to vent.

The villagers were wearing patched clothes, all of which were coarse linen clothes. Even in this cold winter, there was not much cotton wool inside.

They could not see a few taels of silver all year round, and most of the transactions were in copper coins. Now they suddenly heard hundreds of taels, and they were all heartbroken.

These villagers lived a life of hunger, not being able to eat enough, and starving. How could such a large amount of silver keep them rational and not lose control of their emotions?

This is a step from hell into heaven. After struggling in darkness, they suddenly welcomed the light. How could they remain indifferent?

"Brother Yang." Aunt Li cried for a while, and then her mood eased a little. She said to Xia Yang embarrassedly: "I'm sorry for delaying you. I really haven't seen this money."

"It's okay." Xia Yang smiled: "The suffering is over. Aunt is crying for joy. I'm crying to say goodbye to the past. There will be no such hard days again."

"Yes, yes." Aunt Li smiled in an instant, her eyes full of gratitude, "Brother Yang, without you, our Liujia Village will have to be poor for generations. It is you who brings us blessings."

"It's also because the villagers are sensible." Xia Yang did not refuse this credit, but he didn't care about it. "If you are unwilling to endure hardships and unwilling to seize opportunities, no one can save you."

"Okay." Xia Yang waved his hand and smiled: "Aunt has already received the silver, and others are still waiting. Let's make way so that everyone can get the silver earlier."

"Okay, okay." Aunt Li didn't know what to say. When she heard Xia Yang's words, she quickly took her family to stand aside and said, "Let the people behind us weigh the vegetables and get a few hundred taels of silver."

The people behind us were already impatient to come forward, looking at Xia Yang with a flattering face, and asked in a low voice as if they were afraid of scaring Xia Yang, "Can we weigh them?"

"Okay." Xia Yang smiled, "Move the vegetable baskets over here, so that we can get the silver earlier."

"Yes, yes, yes." The woman smiled and called her family to come forward, "Quick, move the vegetable baskets over here, don't delay things."

When she heard Xia Yang quote a few hundred taels of silver, her eyes, which had just been red from crying, couldn't help but be filled with tears again, and she took the banknotes with shaking hands.

"Yang'er, thank you." She choked and said, "You saved our entire village, no, the entire village and our descendants, we all have to thank you."

Her old face was full of wrinkles. She was only in her forties, but her hair was already gray. She looked like an old woman in her twilight years.

"Auntie." Xia Yang was helpless. He felt no guilt in accepting the thanks, but he didn't think the villagers owed him anything. After all, he also earned money from them. "Don't be polite. I didn't help much."

But no matter what he said, the families who delivered vegetables behind him thanked him repeatedly. Xia Yang couldn't refuse the thanks, so he could only nod and accept it silently.

Afterwards he said to Liu Jingwen: "I don't feel that I saved Liujia Village, it's just a coincidence."

"That's because you didn't want these." Liu Jingwen said: "You put your starting point on making money for yourself, but haven't you ever thought about helping the villagers and giving them a way out?"

"I thought about it." Xia Yang smiled awkwardly. If he hadn't thought about it, he wouldn't have taught them to grow greenhouses and take on more work for himself. "It's just that I don't want them to thank me and make me feel responsible."

"Do you want to let them leave it to themselves and no longer care about these things in the future?" Liu Jingwen smiled: "There is no need to think so much, just let nature take its course."

"Yeah." Xia Yang nodded, and suddenly approached Liu Jingwen mysteriously, and whispered in his ear: "Guess how much silver I earned today?"

Liu Jingwen pursed his lips and smiled: "I haven't calculated it, Yang Ge told me, let's be happy together."

"Today we harvested more than 4,000 kilograms of vegetables, 200 coins per kilogram, and earned more than 1,700 taels of silver." Xia Yang smiled.

This is also the reason why he did not want to accept the villagers' thanks. He wanted to turn his good intentions into benefits, so that he could calculate it more clearly without any burden in his heart.

After all, he did not want to teach his fruit tree planting skills to anyone. Even if there were planting experts who could figure it out, Xia Yang did not want to reveal a single bit of it.

This was the key to his life of happiness and wealth with Liu Jingwen. No matter how kind Xia Yang was, he did not want to hand over everything he knew.

He could help others generously and be selfless without asking for anything in return, but the premise was to ensure his own interests.

After all, in this ancient time, there were very few things Xia Yang could do, and the only way to make money was to farm. He could not tell others everything.

"Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen grabbed Xia Yang's hand, "Don't feel burdened. You have already helped the villagers so much. You can make them worry-free for several lifetimes. You don't need to do anything for them anymore."

Liu Jingwen understood from his words, knew Xia Yang's concerns, as well as his unwillingness and complexity, and comforted him: "If the villagers are not satisfied, it is because we have misjudged them. It has nothing to do with what you do."

"Yeah." Xia Yang was relieved and smiled at Liu Jingwen: "It's good that you understand what I mean. I won't worry about it anymore and will only take care of ourselves in the future." "

Okay." Seeing that he had untied the knot in his heart, Liu Jingwen comforted him again: "You have done a good job and have nothing to regret for anyone. The quality of the villagers' lives should not be weighed on you. Relax, I'm here if anything happens."

"Well, when I earn enough money, I will move to the manor I bought." Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen expectantly and said, "That is the place that truly belongs to you and me, without pressure or restraint."

But he said this too early. Before a month had passed, trouble came, letting Xia Yang know that some people are used to being ignorant of the world.

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Chapter 63

"Huh."

Xia Yang exhaled a breath of cold air. It had just entered the twelfth lunar month and the weather was frighteningly cold. "It's so cold. I think it's going to snow again."

He said to Liu Jingwen beside him, "There is little snow this year. There have only been two snowfalls, and the amount of snow is not large. Otherwise, our greenhouses and transportation will be much more difficult."

"Good luck." Liu Jingwen was in a good mood, and he curved his lips and said, "The vegetables in the village are almost sold out. I wonder when we can take a break. We should also prepare things for the New Year?"

"Probably around the middle of the month." Xia Yang thought about it and estimated how many vegetables were left. "Two more trips will be enough. One trip today and another trip in the middle of the month. We will send all the vegetables away and make it to the capital city to sell the last batch during the New Year."

After he finished speaking, he saw that Liu Jingwen's cheeks were a little red, so he gathered his cloak around him and said, "Come in. What's so good about picking vegetables? Your face is frozen red."

"Always feeling stuffy in the house." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "I'll stand there for a while. If it's really cold, I'll go in."

"Okay." Xia Yang knew that he always stayed in the house and felt bored, so it would be good for him to come out and join in

the fun. "Wait, I'll light a brazier for you, sit next to it to keep warm." He turned and went into the yard, brought out a brazier, and took a chair, and arranged for Liu Jingwen to sit down. "Sit here, keep warm by the brazier."

Xia Yang placed the brazier in front of Liu Jingwen so that he could warm his hands at any time and his body would not feel cold. "Put on the hood of your cloak."

After he arranged for Liu Jingwen, he saw that people who came to deliver food were coming here one after another, so he said, "I'll go over to keep the accounts, call me if you have anything."

"Got it." Liu Jingwen never refuted his cautiousness, and let Xia Yang arrange everything for him. "Don't worry about me, what can happen at the doorstep."

"That's right." Xia Yang smiled.

He also felt that he was too cautious, but Liu Jingwen couldn't see it, and if he bumped into something, it would be terrible. Xia Yang didn't want to see Liu Jingwen in such an embarrassing moment.

"Let's get started." Xia Yang looked at several families delivering vegetables, but some had not come yet. "Let's weigh and settle the bill first, so that we don't have to wait in large numbers."

"Yes." Ershu picked up the scale and said, "Everyone line up and wait. We're all freezing outside. It's just right for a few families to finish and then come over."

"That's what we planned." The aunt who delivered the vegetables smiled and said, "Ask a few families to come together, and then we'll come after we finish weighing. This way it will be faster and we don't have to wait too long."

"That's what I thought!" Xia Yang smiled and said, "So you guys have it all planned out. No wonder there are fewer and fewer people delivering vegetables during this period."

"It's just a pity for you." The aunt laughed, "Hahaha," "We can be lazy, but you have to keep waiting."

She glanced at a row of vegetable transport trucks not far away and said with pity, "These people transporting vegetables work much harder than us. It's all because of you, Yang'er, that we don't have to work so hard now."

Xia Yang smiled and said nothing. He was numb to such words. He just kept account and paid the money, and saw the aunt happily packing up the banknotes.

He said, "Everyone in the village has gone to the town to buy New Year's goods. I guess your family has prepared a lot as well, right?"

"Let's go in a few days." The aunt smiled and said, "The silver is not warm yet. I'll wait a few

more days to buy it." She looked around and saw that there were only a few people from her family nearby. She whispered to Xia Yang, "Those who are in a hurry to leave the village just want to show off. In previous years, people didn't buy New Year's goods so early."

Xia Yang smiled knowingly. He also felt it was too early, but there were many people going in and out of the village these days, so he thought this was the custom here.

"It's better to buy more. Every family has money this year." Xia Yang

said with a smile: "Earn is to spend, so don't be reluctant, auntie." "I'm willing to spend." After hearing what Xia Yang said, the auntie forgot to gossip about others and smiled: "Cut more meat this year, kill more chickens and ducks, and have a good year."

She held up two fingers, and wrinkles on her smiling face piled up. She said proudly: "The head of the family said that we should buy 20 kilograms of fat meat this year to satisfy the cravings of the whole family."

"Congratulations, auntie." Xia Yang said with a smile: "We will become richer and richer, with gold and silver all over the house, and everyone will be healthy and safe."

"Hey, hey, hey, good, good." The auntie smiled and left with her family, feeling satisfied.

Xia Yang then settled the bills and paid the money for the people who delivered the vegetables behind him, but gradually he felt something was wrong. In the past, every family had dozens of kilograms of vegetables of poor quality delivered, but today, some families did not even have a kilogram.

He felt strange and uneasy. Xia Yang asked casually, "Uncle, your family grows vegetables well. There is not even a pound of vegetables that are not good in quality. You are really good at growing crops."

"Hehe." The uncle scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a smile, "How can there be no vegetables? Isn't it the New Year? I kept some for my relatives and gave some to them, and didn't sell them."

"Sending New Year's goods so early?" Xia Yang was stunned. Looking at the honest-looking middle-aged man in front of him, he said, "No matter how well it is preserved, it can't last until the New Year. Why don't you send it in a few days?"

In fact, he was more and more confused, but Xia Yang controlled his mouth and never asked: Didn't you hide it from people outside the village? Why did you send vegetables as a holiday gift?

"That's what I said, but my wife is making a fuss, so I just let her do it." The uncle said, "It doesn't matter whether you send it early or late."

"Oh." Xia Yang handed the banknote to the uncle and pretended to be casual and said, "The village is still setting up roadblocks to prevent outsiders from coming in. Wouldn't it be known immediately if you sent the vegetables?"

"Ah?" The uncle was stunned, obviously not thinking about this question, "Oh no, how could I forget about this."

"Hurry up, go." The uncle turned around and greeted his son, and ordered, "Go back and see your mother quickly, and don't let her send the vegetables away."

He knew something bad was going to happen, but he didn't think too much. When his wife made a fuss, he thought the vegetables would be sold out soon, so he didn't take it to heart, and he didn't remember to keep it secret.

Xia Yang's eyes were complicated, the human heart! It's so unpredictable.

He knew there would be problems, but he didn't expect it so early. He thought he would have to wait until the New Year when the wives returned to their parents' home.

Some people may not be able to control their show-off and reveal the matter, or those who have hidden thoughts about their mother's family may secretly tell their mother's family about it.

Now that they have money at home, they are confident and not afraid of being poor again. They will think that their families are still suffering. Xia Yang thought of all this.

"Alas!" He sighed in his heart: Fortunately, they have persisted until this time. Even if someone wants to build a greenhouse, it is too cold and freezing to do so. Otherwise, who knows how many troubles will arise.

"Brother." Xia Yang saw that the vegetables delivered by Liu Lao Da were of the same quality, and his eyes darkened and he said, "Why are all the vegetables delivered good?"

"Mom said she would pick them out again." Liu Lao Da smiled and said, "She wants to pick some inferior ones for herself, and send the others over later."

As he spoke, he looked towards the village. There was no one on the road. "Second brother, go and see why mother hasn't asked anyone to deliver the vegetables yet. Don't delay Yang Ge'er's business."

He saw that the people who delivered the vegetables had almost left, and was afraid of delaying Xia Yang's loading of the car, so he said to Xia Yang embarrassedly, "Your second brother is fast and will deliver it soon."

"Brother, don't wait." Liu Jingwen on the side said suddenly, "Let's weigh the money and go back to see what's going on."

Based on his understanding of Liu's mother, how could she be so kind as to pick the worst vegetables to eat herself? After all, she was selling them to them. Liu Jingwen concluded that she had other thoughts.

"Brother, I have something to remind you of." Liu Jingwen frowned, obviously doubting the matter, "Don't do anything that violates the contract. After all, the whole village is watching. Even if we want to let you off, we can't do that."

Liu Lao Da: "..."

He suddenly became nervous, looking at Liu Jingwen's serious eyes, and asked tentatively: "Third brother, is there anything wrong?"

"I hope I'm overthinking." Liu Jingwen shook his head and said undeniably: "We are brothers after all, I don't want anything to hurt our brotherhood."

While they were talking, Xia Yang had already weighed the dishes sent by Liu Lao Da, but his ears were always perked up to listen. He knew that Liu Jingwen didn't speak easily.

If he did, he must have thought of something?

Xia Yang glanced at Boss Liu and saw that his face was heavy, obviously taking Liu Jingwen's words to heart, "Third brother, I understand."

Boss Liu said, "No matter what happens, I won't blame you."

He made his attitude clear and told Liu Jingwen, "There are so many eyes watching in the village, I will definitely not hold you back."

Liu Jingwen didn't say anything else, just nodded, hoping that it would not be what he thought, and also hoping that Mother Liu would not lose her head and do something embarrassing.

"Big brother." Liu Lao Er ran back panting, sweating in the middle of winter, and said anxiously: "Big brother, mother took all the vegetables away."

"What?" Liu Lao's thighs softened and he almost fell to the ground. Xia Yang grabbed his arm and he stood up. "Take, where did she take it?"

"Come on, tell me." Liu Lao Da grabbed his younger brother, "What is she doing? Where did she take the vegetables? Don't you know that you have to keep it secret and not let outsiders know?" "

What are you asking?" Liu Jingwen stood up suddenly, "Why don't you chase her? Anyone can leak the news, but it's not your fault to do this."

"Okay, I'll go, I'll go right away." Liu Lao Da couldn't speak clearly, and he didn't care about counting the money. He turned around and pulled Liu Lao Er to run.

Xia Yang looked at their backs and just smiled helplessly. He was sure that it was not just Liu's mother who did this. Maybe some people had already secretly sent them to her mother's house.

"It's okay." He went over and patted Liu Jingwen on the shoulder, whispering to comfort her: "Just give it away, it probably won't be just her, and even if the news is leaked now, it won't delay us."

"As for whether it will attract others' covetousness and bring disaster to the villagers, it's none of our business."

He has given up on continuing to grow vegetables, and now it doesn't matter what happens, as long as Xia Yang can earn the money.

I just don't know if these people in the village are willing to give up, and whether they can resist the covetousness of others?

"I know." Liu Jingwen smiled faintly, knowing that Xia Yang didn't understand Liu's mother, and he was not worried about this matter. "If something really happens, everything will be based on the signed contract, and no one is exempt."

"Huh?" Xia Yang raised his eyebrows, heard something else, and asked in confusion: "But is there any problem?"

"She is not that kind." Liu Jingwen smiled sarcastically, "Even if she wanted to send some food over to taste, she couldn't send so much. Money is more important to her than anything else."

"Oh." Xia Yang understood, but seeing that Liu Jingwen looked bad, he didn't continue talking about this matter, "It's cold outside, I'll take you in first."

"It's okay, let's go back together." Liu Jingwen held Xia Yang's hand, which was icy and rough, and said distressedly: "I want to be with you."

"Okay." Xia Yang's eyes were full of smiles, and he put everything behind him. "There are only a few more families left to be done, and it will be done quickly."

After he said that, he hurried back to the accounting place and urged Ershu to weigh them quickly. "Hurry up, don't keep everyone waiting."

Xia Yang heard the villagers whispering about Liu's mother, but he didn't say anything. Now the time for confidentiality has passed, and it won't delay him from making money.

But the villagers' words still heard their ears, and they were obviously divided into two factions. Some said that Liu's mother did not do it right, and some said what was wrong with sending some food to her mother's house?

Maybe this kind of opposing words has happened more than once or twice. Everyone has their own attitude, and the words are a little fierce, and some even cause friction.

"How can you talk like that? Didn't we agree to keep it a secret? We've signed the contract."

"So what if we signed it? It just says that the method of growing vegetables won't be leaked, but it doesn't say that you can't send some vegetables to relatives to try. What's wrong with me?"

"Enough." Xia Yang frowned. He didn't want to listen to these people's quarrels. "If you want to send vegetables, hurry up. Don't delay others and let everyone freeze here."

His face was not good. The noisy women immediately dared not speak again. They saw that their boss was glaring at them.

Moreover, what they feared the most was actually Xia Yang. He could fight while talking, but they couldn't beat him. In

addition, they didn't dare to provoke him because of the vegetable selling.

They all knew that even if Xia Yang beat them up, it wouldn't be the end of the matter. When they went back, their mother-in-law and the boss wouldn't forgive them.

...

Liu Laoda and Liu Laoer ran all the way home and asked their wives what happened. The two sisters-in-law couldn't explain it clearly.

They were arranged by Liu's mother. No one noticed when Liu's mother and the vegetables disappeared. It was only when Liu Laoer came back to get the vegetables that they found out about it.

So they guessed that maybe they sent it to her mother's home, otherwise how could Liu's mother and the vegetables disappear? There was no explanation.

"Is Dad here?" Liu Laoda said, "Let's ask Dad."

"Dad left." Liu Xiaomei said timidly, "When Dad heard about this, he turned around and left without saying where he was going."

"Chase." Liu Laoda knew something was wrong, "Dad must have gone to chase Mom, let's go quickly."

They all knew Liu's father's temper. If Liu's mother really took the vegetables out of the village and Liu's father caught up with her, this matter would not end well.

It was still unknown whether this mother could return to this family.

They chased all the way to Liu's mother's house, knocked on the door in a panic, and saw their uncle grabbed them, "Uncle, are my mother and father here?"

"No." His uncle looked at the two nephews who were sweating profusely, "What's wrong with you? Come in and wipe your sweat and rest, don't catch a cold."

The Liu brothers' hearts "clicked", knowing that something was wrong, and they couldn't tell their uncle about this, so they could only shirk: "We have something to do with our parents, so we won't go in."

The two left after they finished speaking, without giving their uncle a chance to speak. They were all honest people who wouldn't lie, and they couldn't tell the truth, so they could only run away.

"What's wrong with these two children?" Their uncle muttered, although he was confused, he couldn't do anything.

"Where did mother go?" Liu Laoda was not stupid, he already knew that Liu's mother didn't come to her mother's house to deliver vegetables, but where did she go? What on earth was she going to do?

Why did their father disappear as well?

The two chased all the way, it was impossible for them to miss each other. There must be something going on, which made the two brothers feel more and more uneasy. They didn't know that their parents, whom they missed so much, were now walking one after the other. However ,

Liu's mother didn't notice that someone was following them, especially her husband.

Chapter 64

"You guys?"

Liu's mother looked at the hurried women from the same village in surprise. In the backyard of Juyuan Restaurant, each of them had a basket of vegetables in front of them. "Selling vegetables?"

"What?" Several women were suddenly panicked and hurriedly hugged their baskets in their arms. "No, no, we are just passing by and taking a look."

Liu's mother looked at the manager of the restaurant. Her expression changed and she felt embarrassed. Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "I don't care about your business. I don't want to have anything to do with Liu Jingwen, so I will sell the vegetables from my home in the future." "

Okay, okay." The women breathed a sigh of relief, patted their chests and smiled awkwardly. "We won't tell. We didn't see anything."

The manager saw that they had reached an agreement and understood the reason. He hurriedly said, "Weigh it. As long as it's not damaged, I'll accept it. I'll take as much as you have in the future."

He was smiling. There were originally two big restaurants in the town, but they were almost closed down by Fu Kelai as soon as winter came. Now they have finally found the source of vegetables and they can't lose it at all.

"Well." Liu's mother had a wooden face. She didn't even look at the women from the same village and handed the vegetables in the basket to the manager. "Weigh them."

After she said that, she grabbed the basket vigilantly and said, "We agreed in advance that even if the quality is a little worse or a little bent, we have to pay eight hundred coins, not a penny less."

"Definitely not less. If the vegetables are of excellent quality, the price will be even higher than this." The manager had a shrewd look on his face, with a calculating gleam in his eyes.

"Our restaurant may not look big, but there are many of us in other places, and we can accommodate any quantity."

The manager smiled and said, "If the dishes you send are in large quantity and good quality, I will give you a higher price and deliver them directly to the county town and other places. I will definitely not let you down." "

Then how much can you give?" Several women asked hurriedly, "Can you give one or two taels of silver? If it's one or two taels, we will send the best ones and you will be satisfied."

"Do you have the final say?" Father Liu suddenly walked out from the corner, without even looking at Mother Liu, but said to the women, "Dare to bully my son and son-in-law, are you looking for death?"

His unhurried voice was like a death warrant, which scared the women so much that they subconsciously took a few steps back, their eyes widened in horror.

Especially Mrs. Wang, who quickly ran behind the restaurant manager and said in a sharp and piercing voice, "Manager, save me, save me quickly."

"No one can save you." Father Liu looked at her and said, "Mrs. Wang, I used to give you some leeway out of our relationship, but this time we are not done."

He reached out and picked up the basket in front of the manager, sneering, "These are my family's vegetables. I have the final say. I won't sell them."

"Who are you?" The manager's face turned cold, and he looked up and down at Father Liu, "No one dares to cause trouble in our restaurant, don't be ungrateful."

"You are poaching from Fu Ke Lai." Father Liu said, "There is no need for me to argue with you, there are people who are blocking you."

"You?" The manager was shocked. He didn't expect to be exposed so quickly. "There are buyers and sellers. I didn't go to Fu Ke Lai to steal the vegetables. They sent them here voluntarily to sell them. What can Fu Ke Lai do to me?"

"Hmph." Father Liu snorted disdainfully and ignored him completely. He looked at the women and said, "Take the vegetables back to the village, otherwise you will never be able to enter the village again."

"Liu Chenghe." Mother Liu, who had been silent all the time, suddenly exploded, pointing at him and said, "What qualifications do you have to meddle in other people's affairs? Because your precious son has offended so many people, are you done yet?"

"I don't want to waste my time talking to you." Father Liu finally set his gaze on her, his eyes were colder than ever, "You are no longer a member of the Liu family from the moment you stepped out of the village with the vegetables on your back."

"No, from the moment you had this idea, you are no longer worthy of being a member of the Liu family. I will send the divorce letter to your parents' home, and we will no longer have any feelings for each other from now on."

"You dare?" Mother Liu was shocked and couldn't control her whole body shaking, "I have been married to the Liu family for many years and have never done anything to let the Liu family down. What gives you the right to divorce me?"

"I just came here to sell vegetables and I want to make more money. What's wrong with that?" The more Mother Liu spoke, the more confident she became, as if she had always thought this way.

"Don't forget who made you earn so much money." Liu Chenghe was unmoved and said mercilessly: "An ungrateful person is not worthy of saying these words."

"Are you going to leave or not?" Liu's father didn't want to argue with her anymore. It had been a lifetime. Liu's mother was a hopeless person. "If you don't leave, don't even think about entering the village again."

He was tall and had cold eyes. He looked at the women without a trace of warmth, as if he was looking at an inanimate object.

"Go, go, go." Several women picked up their backpacks. They didn't have the confidence to confront Liu Chenghe, so they could only blame themselves for their bad luck.

"I'm not going back." Mrs. Wang suddenly stuck her head out from behind the steward and said, "I have the most vegetables in my basket, more than 60 kilograms. The silver I can get from selling them is enough for me to live for several years. I don't even want to go back to your Liujia Village."

"Ah?" The women looked at each other when they heard her words, not knowing what to say for a moment, "If you don't go back, where are you going?"

"With the silver, I can go anywhere?" Mrs. Wang looked at Liu Chenghe triumphantly, "I couldn't live without silver before, and I had no choice but to stay in Liujia Village. Now that I have silver, everyone has to look up to me wherever I go."

"In Liujia Village, I couldn't get even one or two taels of silver. Now all the silver from selling vegetables belongs to me, and I will never be oppressed by you again."

More than 60 kilograms of green vegetables can be sold for more than 50 taels of silver.

Mrs. Wang knew that if she went back, she would definitely be taught a lesson, so she suddenly wanted to take the silver for herself and leave with the silver to see if they could still catch up with her parents.

"You, you're not going back?" A woman tried to persuade him, "Your parents won't take you in. They couldn't take you in when you were young, even when your parents were around. Now that they're gone, they won't keep you."

"With money, why don't they support me?" Mrs. Wang was quite smart and prepared to use the money to pave the way. "Besides, I can also live in my daughter's home in my old age. With money, she will be happy to serve me delicious food and drink."

"Short-sighted." Father Liu sneered: "I will let you get what you want, then I will not be Liu Chenghe."

He grabbed the steward and threw him aside, and went up to

snatch the backpack from Mrs. Wang, "You have no say over these dishes. You dare to plot against my son, Mrs. Wang, just wait for a good life." "Give me, my dishes." Mrs. Wang rushed up to snatch the backpack like crazy, "These are my family's, it's not your turn to manage."

Mother Liu took advantage of the situation and also snatched with Father Liu. With the idea of ​​not letting him succeed, she scratched and scratched Liu Chenghe's face, leaving several blood marks.

"Come on, come on." The steward hurriedly called the people in the restaurant, "Come and help, drive this man out, don't let him take any dishes."

Father Liu looked at the more than ten people rushing over, and in his heart, he threw Mother Liu away, then grabbed one of Mrs. Wang's arms and threw it aside.

"Why don't you leave quickly?" He shouted at the frightened women, "Take these vegetables with you, don't leave any behind."

He handed the vegetables carried by Liu's mother and Wang Pozi to several women to block the young waiters who rushed over, "Hurry back to the village, don't delay."

"Oh, oh, let's go." The women looked at the fierce face of the steward, who ordered the waiters in the restaurant to split a few people to grab their vegetables, and hurriedly turned around and ran.

"Run, run quickly." The women scattered, "There are no good people in this restaurant. They actually want to rob. Go back to the village and report the news." "

Help! Help!" The women shouted while running, hoping to scare the people in the restaurant away and stop them from chasing them. They

didn't look back. Liu's father was blocking the door to the backyard of the restaurant, blocking all the waiters inside, and fighting these young and strong people alone.

He couldn't let these vegetables be sold to this restaurant, otherwise it would cause a lot of trouble. The women didn't understand this, but Liu's father knew it in his heart.

But after all, he was old, and the manager of the restaurant had no good intentions. He actually let the waiters rush forward, and secretly sent someone to take advantage of the chaos to stab Liu's father.

"Um." Liu's father staggered and almost fell to the ground. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed the butcher knife that was inserted into his body.

"Uh." He gritted his teeth and let several fists fall on him. He pulled out the knife and pointed it at the ferocious waiters in front of him.

"Hehe." Liu Chenghe's face was pale and his voice was hoarse: "It seems that you want to keep me here. Well, well, today I, Liu Chenghe, will sacrifice my life to accompany you."

"Ah!"

The waiters looked at him holding the bloody butcher knife, and they were scared and scattered. They all looked at the manager tremblingly, wondering where the knife came from?

"You are making trouble in our restaurant." The steward had a sinister look on his face, hating Liu's father for ruining his plans. He sneered, "Just leave your life behind. It's just a matter of paying a few taels of silver."

"Ahhhhh!"

Liu's mother suddenly screamed. She was thrown aside by Liu Chenghe and fell to the ground. Just as she got up, she saw people fighting in the restaurant. She was afraid and hid aside and didn't dare to go forward.

Now seeing the blood on Liu's father's body, she screamed miserably, "Murder, murder!"

She didn't expect things to turn out like this. She hated Liu's father for being cold and ruthless, and was afraid that she would not be able to leave safely today. The more she thought about it, the more scared she became.

"Help! Help!" Liu's mother screamed desperately, as if these could suppress the fear in her heart and allow her to leave here safely.

She covered her eyes, not daring to look at Liu's father, but just kept screaming. She didn't see the steward waving behind her, and suddenly several big men rushed out.

Each of them was burly and fierce, with murderous eyes, and they rushed directly to Liu's father. They saw that Liu's father had martial arts skills, and they immediately attacked swiftly and ruthlessly.

Liu's father gritted his teeth and swung his knife. If he couldn't get out, he would kill him. But before he could cut the opponent with his knife, a stick behind him was raised high.

"Well." Liu's father groaned and staggered two steps, turning half of his body to look at the person behind him, "You, you..."

Before he finished speaking, a big man not far from him kicked Liu's father to the ground and said viciously: "Go to hell."

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Chapter 65

"Brother Zhang?"

Xia Yang hurried to the clinic, saw Zhang Liu at the door, greeted him and was about to go in, "I have urgent business, I'll talk to Brother Zhang another day."

"Don't worry." Zhang Liu stopped Xia Yang and said, "It's okay, the doctor said there is no danger to his life, Uncle Liu is just in a coma now."

"Huh?" Xia Yang paused, puzzled and relieved at the same time, "Brother Zhang, do you know about this?"

"I sent the person here." Zhang Liu said, "I was just about to find someone to send you a message."

"Brother, second brother." Xia Yang said to the Liu brothers who followed behind him, "You go in and take a look first, I'll ask Brother Zhang about the situation."

"Okay." The eldest brother Liu nodded hurriedly to Zhang Liu, and then entered the clinic.

"Hey!" Xia Yang breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said to Zhang Liu: "I was so anxious, I thought something serious had happened."

He heard that the woman in the village brought back a letter saying that Liu's father had a conflict with someone. Xia Yang was so scared that he didn't have time to ask for details, and rushed to the town with the Liu brothers.

He went to the restaurant to ask around and learned that Liu's father had come to the clinic. He heard that it was a dangerous situation. His legs were a little weak at that time.

Xia Yang was afraid that Liu Jingwen would not be able to bear it if something happened to Liu's father. Xia Yang saw the relationship between Liu Jingwen and Liu's father. He didn't dare to imagine if Liu Jingwen could bear this blow if something happened to Liu's father.

He wiped the sweat from his head and said to Zhang Liu: "Brother Zhang, I really have to thank you, otherwise I might not be able to escape this time."

As soon as Zhang Liu said that Liu's father was in a coma, Xia Yang knew that it must be a big deal. Even though Liu's father was old, he was not comparable to ordinary people and it was impossible for him to be injured so badly.

"The one who should be thanked the most should be your friend." Zhang Liu did not take credit for himself. He glanced into the clinic and said, "The young man from the Wang family is the one who really saved Uncle Liu." "

Brother Zhao?" Xia Yang was stunned. Why was there a story about Wang Zhao?

"Yeah." Zhang Liu said, "I saw the young man running all the way on the street. He was anxious as if something big had happened, so I followed him to see."

He was shocked when he saw that Father Liu had fallen to the ground unconscious, and Wang Zhao was beaten by several big men, so he stepped forward to save him.

"Oh!" Zhang Liu looked at Xia Yang and said sincerely: "This young man is very loyal. He dared to save people in that situation and even shot and injured several of them."

"Brother Zhao looks weak, but he actually has an indomitable resilience." Xia Yang said: "He took such a big risk for me."

He sighed. If they had not met Zhang Liu, Wang Zhao and Liu's father might have been in trouble. Xia Yang was scared and said, "I'll go in and take a look."

When he found Liu's father, he saw that the Liu brothers had red eyes, and Liu's father was lying unconscious on the hospital bed, his face pale and bloodless.

"Brother." Xia Yang had just finished speaking when he saw Liu's mother was there. He paused and said, "The doctor said he is not in danger of death." "He

dodged in time. When the knife went in, it was an oblique wound. His internal organs were not injured. He just got hit on the head. He will not wake up until later."

"Yeah." Liu Laoda responded with a nasal tone, "We are watching Dad. You don't have to stay here if you have something to do. If Dad wakes up, let your second brother go back and tell you."

"Okay." Xia Yang said, "I have something else to do. I will go and tell the family to come over and replace you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Liu's father carefully. His breathing was still stable. With the doctor's words, Xia Yang did not stay for long. He still wanted to find out what was going on.

"Brother Zhao." Xia Yang came to Wang Zhao's ward, a small room next to Liu's father. "How are you? Are you seriously injured?"

Wang Zhao's nose and face were swollen, and there was a cut at the corner of his mouth. He just opened his mouth to smile at Xia Yang and say that he was fine, but tears gathered in his eyes because of the pain.

"I, I'm fine." Wang Zhao groaned and didn't dare to open his mouth. "You don't have to worry about me, go and take care of Uncle Liu."

"You still say I'm fine?" Xia Yang said helplessly: "I don't know your temper. If it wasn't serious, you wouldn't lie here quietly."

"It's really nothing serious." Wang Zhao blushed and avoided his eyes from Xia Yang. "It's just that my shoulder was hit by a stick. It's a little difficult to lift it."

He didn't want to lie here, but Zhang Liu insisted that he stay and let the doctor treat him, saying that he was worried about fractures or something. If not treated in time, it might leave a root of the disease.

"I asked the doctor, and he said you didn't have any fractures." Xia Yang said, "But it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. It's difficult to lift your arm now, so you have to take good care of it, otherwise you will have a lifetime of pain."

"Ah?" Wang Zhao's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at Zhang Liu who was sitting next to him, "Then, can I still go home?"

"I think so." Xia Yang didn't ask about this, but couldn't help looking at Zhang Liu, wanting to ask him if he knew, "Brother Zhang, did the doctor say whether Zhao can go home to recuperate?"

"Yes." Zhang Liu said briefly, "Just stay a little longer so that the doctor can treat you well, and you will get better faster."

Just now, the doctor in the clinic was busy treating Liu's father, so he just checked Wang Zhao's injury, and asked the apprentice to give him some medicine if it didn't seem serious.

After treating Liu's father, he would treat Wang Zhao's shoulder, but it was just massage, acupuncture, or acupuncture, and Zhang Liu didn't go into details.

"Oh." Xia Yang knew that there was no fracture or serious injury, so he felt relieved. "Brother Zhao, do you know what happened?"

"I don't know." Wang Zhao shook his head. "I met several aunts from your village on the street. They were running in a panic on the street, so I went over to ask about the situation."

Wang Zhao often went to Liujia Village. He was familiar with the women and had accepted their kindness. Because of Xia Yang, he went up to ask if he needed help.

When he heard about Liu's father, Wang Zhao didn't bother to say more. He asked the women to go back to the village and ran to the restaurant to find Liu's father to see how he was doing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the backyard door of the restaurant, he saw a big man killing Liu's father lying on the ground, obviously wanting Liu's father's life.

Wang Zhao didn't care about anything else. He knew that he couldn't stop him, so he drew his bow and shot arrows, wounding the big man and saving Liu's father.

He shot all the arms of several fierce and ferocious big men, making them unable to move for a while, and pointed arrows at them to force them to retreat.

Wang Zhao didn't dare to let go of the bow and arrow. He saw Liu's mother crying in a corner and wanted her to drag Liu's father behind him and then find someone to ask for help.

But Liu's mother didn't even look at him. She just lowered her head and cried. No matter how anxiously Wang Zhao called her to come and help, she seemed not to hear him.

At this moment, Wang Zhao heard a sound of wind behind his head. He subconsciously dodged and was hit on the shoulder by a stick. He staggered and couldn't hold the bow and arrow in his hand.

Several big men found an opportunity and rushed forward to snatch the bow and arrow. They punched and kicked him. Wang Zhao was in a weak position.

Fortunately, Zhang Liu rushed to rescue him after he was hit a few times, and sent him and Liu's father to the clinic.

Wang Zhao told him what he knew.

Xia Yang narrowed his eyes. When he heard Liu's mother, there was also a basket of green vegetables brought back by the women in the village. He already had a general idea in his mind.

"Then why do you have so many injuries?" Xia Yang asked.

Wang Zhao said that Zhang Liu arrived in time and he did not suffer many beatings, but Xia Yang saw his miserable appearance, which was seriously inconsistent with what he said.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang fought with them." Wang Zhao mumbled for a long time, looking at Zhang Liu embarrassedly, "I can't just stand by and watch, what if Brother Zhang gets hurt because of us?"

"Oh." Xia Yang held back his laughter, knowing that Wang Zhao must have gone to help, and he was beaten a lot, "Brother Zhao suffered, thank you."

At this moment, a quarrel came from the room next to Liu's father. Xia Yang listened carefully and it was the voice of the eldest brother Liu, who was angry and roared in a low voice.

There are several small rooms in the clinic for patients to treat and rest, all separated by wooden boards, and there is no sound insulation at all.

It is estimated that the Liu brothers heard what Wang Zhao said and knew that Liu's mother was also there, so they asked her what was going on and why such a thing happened in the restaurant.

Xia Yang held his breath and listened carefully to the conversation of the Liu family. Gradually, he knew what happened. His eyes became colder and colder. He didn't expect it to be like this.

He thought of the women who went back and Liu's mother who was next door at the moment. The corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a trace of cruelty, and his expression became indifferent.

"That, that." Wang Zhao said in a stammering voice, "I shot several people and may have to go to the government office."

"No." Xia Yang patted Wang Zhao's back of the hand and comforted him: "They killed people. You are trying to save people and

you won't be sued for it. Just take care of your wounds and don't worry too much." Xia Yang: What a joke. Wang Zhao saved Liu's father. Even if he loses everything and goes to jail, he can't implicate Wang Zhao.

"Don't be afraid." Zhang Liu suddenly said: "The restaurant has been smashed and the people have been sent to the government office. I will follow up on this matter personally. You don't have to worry about it."

"Smashed?" Xia Yang was stunned, and his heart trembled when he looked at Zhang Liu: Zhang Liu didn't wait for them to come over to discuss it, and he took the initiative to do it.

I don't know what kind of background he has to dare to act so boldly?

"Huh?" Wang Zhao was also surprised and didn't know why. He asked in confusion: "Brother Zhang, when did you go?"

I didn't expect Zhang Liu to have this ability.

"No need to go in person." Zhang Liu said calmly: "Just send someone, I have so many brothers under my command."

How could Zhang Liu not take action when such a thing happened? Otherwise, his master would skin him alive if he knew.

They must be severely punished, and they must not appear in the town again, and they must disappear completely.

...

"Village chief."

Xia Yang returned to Liujia Village and went directly to the village chief's house, "I have something to tell the village chief."

"Alas!" The village chief saw Xia Yang coming and raised his hand to stop him from speaking, "I know everything." After

Xia Yang and his men left, the village chief sent many strong men in the village to chase them all the way to the town. They had already seen Xia Yang and his men in the clinic.

He stayed in the village to interrogate several women, and based on the situation in the town described by the men sent back by Xia Yang, the village chief already understood Xia Yang's intention.

"What do you say we should do?" The village chief sighed helplessly: "You are so greedy. Uncle has nothing to say. Whether it is to apologize or ask them to pay for the medical expenses, it's all up to you."

"None of these are necessary." Xia Yang said: "Everything should be done according to the contract. If they violate the contract, they will act according to the signed contract."

"You want to send someone to jail?" The village chief was shocked. Although Xia Yang could not be blamed for this, if he really did this, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction in the whole village.

After all, most of the village are relatives, and it has been several generations since they went to the government office. If Xia Yang really sent people to jail, there would be no affection in the village.

"Don't go to the government." Xia Yang said: "Let them compensate according to the contract. After the contract is invalid, they can find other places to sell at a high price at will. It can be regarded as a parting of ways and not interfering with each other."

"In addition." Xia Yang straightened his back and said firmly: "The contracts of other families in the village are also invalidated. I will no longer buy vegetables from the villagers. Let them find a good place to sell them at a high price and earn more money."

"Because this almost killed a life." Xia Yang smiled coldly. He was not so kind. "I can't help others make money for nothing while my family suffers. I will charge 200 taels of silver per family as the cost of buying planting technology."

"This?" The village chief didn't expect Xia Yang to say this. He wanted to persuade him, but Xia Yang didn't give him a chance to speak. "Uncle, 200 taels is not too much, right?"

"Not much." The village chief hurriedly affirmed.

This way of making money, which family doesn't hold it in their hands, pass it down from generation to generation to take care of their own interests, that is something that can't be bought with any amount of money.

"Then it's settled." Xia Yang said, "The village chief was in charge of this matter that day. Now I'll trouble the village chief to notify each family. I'll go back to get the contract."

He turned and left, ignoring the village chief's anxious expression and the helpless look in his eyes that wanted to say something but couldn't.

Xia Yang didn't want this to happen again, so he could only cancel the contract with the villagers and have nothing to do with each other in the future.

...

"Little scholar." Xia Yang returned home and did not avoid Wang Hao who was in the study with Liu Jingwen. "Your father had a fight with someone."

He chose a suitable statement and concealed the injury, fearing that Liu Jingwen would get anxious and angry.

He comforted her, "It's nothing serious. My elder brother and I went to see him. After all, he is old. Let's keep him in the clinic for one night and let the doctor observe him."

"Dad." Liu Jingwen sat up straight and wanted to ask about his injuries. He was stopped by Xia Yang as soon as he said one word. "It's okay. I will accompany you to the town early tomorrow morning. Don't worry."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen blinked and didn't ask any more questions. He knew that Xia Yang would not hide too much. "As long as the injury is not serious, it's fine."

Xia Yang's eyes flashed and he coughed lightly a few times to cover up his guilty conscience. It's not that he was selfish, but it would be useless to let Liu Jingwen know the truth now.

He really didn't want Liu Jingwen to worry too much. Even if he rushed to the town at this time, Liu's father was unconscious and would be driven back by Liu Lao Da and others.

Although Liu Jingwen didn't ask any more questions, he sat upright and listened seriously, obviously wanting to know the reason.

This time Xia Yang told the truth, even the matter of Liu's mother was not concealed. He told Liu Jingwen everything and also told him about his decision.

"Okay." Liu Jingwen was silent for a moment, and said, "Cancel the contract with the village, and have nothing to do with each other in the future. The silver for those families who breached the contract must not be reduced by a penny. There is no need to talk about feelings with these greedy people. They are not worth a penny in their eyes."

"Yeah." Xia Yang nodded. It was this idea that made him decide to cancel the contract. "There is no need to earn their money, and I don't want to get involved with the villagers anymore."

"Go." Liu Jingwen said, "I'll go too. The villagers are used to making trouble and playing tricks. I want to ask them if our family has done anything wrong to them."

"Don't be angry." Xia Yang pressed Liu Jingwen's shoulder, knowing that he was worried about Liu's father being in a bad mood. "If you can't wait, shall I accompany you to the town now?"

"Okay." Liu Jingwen agreed readily. He understood Xia Yang's good intentions, but he really couldn't let go and wanted to see Liu's father. "Let's go after we cancel the contract."

He wanted to give Liu's father an explanation. This matter was caused by them. No matter whether Liu's mother had selfish motives or what other people thought, it was all caused by their greenhouse farming.

...

"Woo woo woo."

At the door of the village chief's house, several women knelt on the ground and cried, begging the village chief for help, "Village chief, one thousand taels of silver! It's too much, give less."

They had to beg for help themselves because they had caused trouble. They didn't dare to go to Xia Yang for fear of being beaten, so they could only run to the village chief.

"Less?" The village chief sneered, "It's because of you that Yang Ge'er has decided to terminate the contract with the whole village and no longer accept our vegetables. It's all because of you. I haven't punished you yet."

"Village chief." An honest middle-aged man took out the banknote from his pocket and handed it to the village chief with trembling hands, "Please give it to Yang Ge'er, we are too ashamed to see him."

He was the man who told Xia Yang in the morning that his wife was making a fuss about sending vegetables to her parents' home, and he immediately chased her after Xia Yang reminded him. He never dreamed that this would happen.

"Brother Yang didn't send us to jail, he has done the most." The middle-aged man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't have the face to ask him to let us off. All this money was earned because of his help. Our family has no complaints."

He looked at his crying wife, turned to look at his sons, "Help your mother go back, don't embarrass yourself here."

"Boss!" When his wife heard this, she hurriedly got up from the ground, grabbed him and cried: "One thousand taels, one thousand taels! He wants too much."

She suddenly stopped, a light flashed in her eyes, grabbed the man's arm and said: "Five hundred taels, we will give you five hundred taels."

"He only wants two hundred taels to terminate the contract with other families in the village. We will give you five hundred taels. He can't think it's too little."

She became more and more confident as she spoke, and said to the woman who was kneeling on the ground begging the village chief: "We just sell some vegetables that are not good in quality, and we haven't leaked the method of growing vegetables. Xia Yang can't take our money."

"Who told him to offer such a low price? Otherwise, we wouldn't have gone to the town to sell it." She looked at the village chief with hope. "Village chief, the manager of the restaurant in the town offers eight hundred coins, and one or two taels of silver for good quality items."

"If we negotiate properly, perhaps the price will be higher. My nephew works in the kitchen of the restaurant. He can speak for us and we can sell it for a lot more silver."

"Forget it." The village chief wanted to cover her face. Seeing Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen coming over, she couldn't stop the stupid woman from speaking, so she scolded angrily: "Compensation must be paid according to the contract, not a penny less."

"If it's less, I'll send you to the government office." Xia Yang said indifferently: "Since you don't care about the feelings of being from the same village and clan, we will handle this matter impartially according to the contract. I, Xia Yang, am upright and have no fear of anyone gossiping behind my back."

"Hand over the silver." Liu Jingwen stood aside, his face cold and emotionless, "Don't delay me from going to see my father."

His words directly hit the vital points of everyone in Liujia Village. They looked at Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen, and lowered their heads with guilt.

Thinking that Liu's father almost died, was rescued and sent to the clinic, and is still unconscious, they felt uncomfortable and blamed themselves.

"Go back." The man who was held by the crying woman waved his hand and shook her off, "Take her back, it's not her turn to decide this matter."

"Brother Yang, the silver is given to the village chief." The middle-aged man turned to Xia Yang and said, "We are sorry for you. Liu Chenghe was also injured for our village. I will pay for the medical expenses."

He turned and left, feeling that he had no face to stay any longer.

"This is a person of affection and righteousness." Xia Yang said.

He looked at the villagers here, most of them still knew to save face, Xia Yang didn't want to get too entangled, so he said: "Now we cancel the contract and hand over all the silver."

"Just hand it over to me." Liu Jingwen said.

He wanted to see how far these villagers who knew each other in this village where he grew up could go, whether they had to tear each other apart for the sake of profit and disregard their face.

"Alas!" The village chief sighed. He still wanted to be considerate, but it was ruined by that stupid woman. He gritted his teeth and said: "Line up to pay the silver!"

Seeing that Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen were determined and had no affection in their eyes, he did not want to say anything more and took the lead to hand over the money for the planting method.

The village chief knew that it would be difficult to make money again!

These stupid women were blinded by some small profits and cheated the whole village. Maybe one day they would bring disaster.

"Woo woo woo."

Several women who went to the town to sell vegetables watched their head hand over 1,000 taels of silver to Liu Jingwen and took the contract back from Xia Yang.

Suddenly, they cried bitterly. The income of the greenhouse was 1,500, 600, or 100 taels of silver in a season, and most of it was spent in a blink of an eye.

It was the money they could not even dream of!

Xia Yang saw them crying, and he did not sympathize with them at all, and he did not want to know how they would cry when they could not sell the vegetables or the price was extremely low.

It is a crime that you will never survive.

"Let's go." Liu Jingwen put away the banknotes in his hand and said to Xia Yang.

He wanted to see Liu's father, the man who raised him little by little since he was a child and occupied an important position in his heart.

Xia Yang saw that Liu Jingwen's expression had eased, not as indifferent and ruthless as before, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, let's go."

It seemed that the villagers did not make a fuss, nor did they have any excessive demands, which made Liu Jingwen less angry, otherwise Xia Yang didn't know what he would do?

When Liu Jingwen insisted on coming over, Xia Yang knew very well that if the villagers made a scene and refused to give in, or begged hard and threatened to kidnap him with affection,

Liu Jingwen might be furious and let the villagers see his ruthlessness and know that he never showed this side of him to others.

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Chapter 66

"Dad, slow down."

The eldest and second eldest Liu carefully helped Father Liu and arranged for him to lie down to recuperate.

"It's okay, don't be so careful." Father Liu looked at his sons, and his usual seriousness suddenly became kind.

Father Liu stayed in the clinic for a few days. Today, he was picked up by his sons. Liu Jingwen and Xia Yang also stepped into the Liu family again.

At this time, Mother Liu was no longer in the Liu family. She was sent back to her mother's home. She would never appear in the Liu family again. No one had to avoid her.

Father Liu did not talk to Mother Liu directly about this matter, but found his brothers-in-law and told them the whole story and the power relationship.

He had a good relationship with his brothers-in-law and usually took care of them. They were all honest people, so things went smoothly.

Mother Liu was taken back by them. Father Liu did not give her money, but only asked her to take a few clothes, and even withheld the jewelry she had brought back from the capital city before. Father

Liu said frankly, since you look down on others, don't take advantage of them. I know how much money the family has earned over the years.

Those are all in your hands. Even if you say you have spent them all, you just secretly saved them. There are probably more than twenty taels of silver. Liu's father counted them out for her one by one.

He also asked his eldest son Liu Lao Da to find the silver hidden by Liu's mother and put it in front of everyone, so that Liu's mother could no longer argue and could only be taken away by her brothers from her mother's family unwillingly.

"Dad." Liu Jingwen sat beside him, "Take good care of them. You don't need to worry about the family anymore. We can already support a family by ourselves."

"Okay." Liu's father smiled and said, "Dad is old. I will rely on you to enjoy the good life in the future and no longer worry about so much."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen looked serious. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Dad, I still don't want to collect vegetables from the villagers. Let them sell them themselves."

Xia Yang sat aside and looked at Liu Jingwen. He felt funny in his heart: What a nerd, he doesn't know how to adapt at all.

After knowing the decision of Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen, Liu's father persuaded them to leave some room. After all, most of the villagers were honest and kind people.

If they ask for it, Father Liu still hopes that Xia Yang can accept the last batch of vegetables in the middle of the twelfth lunar month, as a last favor to the villagers.

Xia Yang understands what Father Liu means. Don't make things too awkward. Leave some room for everything so that they can meet in the future. After all, they are from the same root and it is the most they can do.

Xia Yang agreed, but he didn't expect Liu Jingwen to still resist. This made him understand Liu Jingwen's stubborn and cold side.

"Son." Father Liu smiled and took Liu Jingwen's hand. "People can't be too serious. If that were the case, our family would have broken up long ago."

"Although some villagers have made mistakes, you can't kill the whole village with one stick. You have cut off their way to continue to get huge wealth."

Father Liu sighed in his heart: Liujia Village, which has been poor for generations, did not keep its original intention when it became rich overnight, and lost an opportunity to continue to follow Xia Yang to accumulate wealth and move up.

"If they need it, I'll help them one last time, and it's also the last kindness. As for what you will do in the future, no one can find fault with it."

Liu Jingwen's heart moved, pursed his lips, and sighed: "Okay! For Dad's sake, if they ask for it, I'll help them one last time."

"Okay, okay." Liu's father smiled and said: "You know what kind of people your two brothers are. I'll feel relieved to have you watching me in the future."

He was lucky this time. He relied on a little dangerous intuition to dodge quickly when he was attacked, otherwise he would have died long ago.

Liu's father didn't dare to imagine what would happen to his three sons in the future if he died. He couldn't let go of any of them, especially with Liu's mother.

"Don't blame Dad." Liu's father sighed: "I helped the village because of the affection of our ancestors. Dad was selfish this time and didn't consider your feelings."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen responded softly and didn't continue the topic.

He rushed to the clinic and found out that Liu's father was killed by someone. If he was not careful, his life would be gone. Liu Jingwen was even more angry. He wanted to trample all the people in Liujia Village under his feet.

At the same time, he was also angry that Liu's father took risks easily and made his children worry for some irrelevant people. For the first time, he blamed Liu's father.

It was also because of this that Liu Jingwen didn't want to help the villagers at all. He was raised and protected by Liu's father, and other people didn't have any affection for him.

If Liu's father hadn't been so powerful and loved Liu Jingwen regardless of anything, how could he, a child brought from outside, not be bullied.

Liu Jingwen didn't remember the affection of others, and no one treated him well. The only thing was that he was afraid that Liu's father would not dare to do anything to him, and he earned the affection of the same village.

He also adhered to the fact that he grew up here and knew that most villagers still had good intentions. He treated the villagers as his own people for Liu's father's face.

It's just that such a big thing happened, he couldn't help but care.

Liu Jingben was originally cold and indifferent to others, but he always wore a smile on his face for a living, so people ignored him and thought he was easy to get along with.

Seeing that he agreed, Liu's father did not force his son to return to the village. He would not be kind enough to protect everything in the future. After all, he still had his own family.

"Big brother." Liu's father said, "Do you have any objection to me sending your mother back to her parents' home? If you do, please tell me."

"No."

The Liu family, including the two daughters-in-law, shook their heads together. No one had any objection to this matter, which showed how bad the impression that Liu's mother's actions usually left on people was.

Especially the two daughters-in-law and Liu Xiaomei, they showed a relaxed expression on their faces, as if they had thrown away the shackles and had a chance to breathe.

Liu's family saw Liu's mother more than once, like a shrew who occupied the mountain as the king, taking everything she thought was hers or what she wanted for herself.

I also heard people from my family say that Liu's mother was selfish by nature. She would never share with others since she was a child. As long as she wanted something or something that belonged to her, she

would definitely find ways to get it and hold it firmly in her hands.

Even if they were brothers and sisters, they couldn't expect to get anything from Liu's mother. No matter before or after marriage, there was no affection left in Liu's mother's heart.

Liu Lao Da and the others all knew that no matter who had something to do, they would come directly to Liu's father for help. If Liu's mother knew about it, she would definitely stop them and not give anyone any face.

"Since that's the case, it's settled." Liu's father said, "I don't care how you get along with your mother in the future, whether you have contact or not, but there is one thing I want to make clear in advance."

Liu's father looked at his eldest son and his family with sharp eyes, and said with a warning in his eyes, "She can't appear in Liujia Village again. This is the last time I will say this."

"Yes, Dad." The Liu family looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Even if there was a mother-son relationship, they couldn't stand Liu's mother making mistakes again and again, not to mention that this time she ignored Liu's father's comfort.

It made all the Liu family feel chilled.

Liu Lao Da looked at Liu's father with a guilty look and turned his eyes away. He couldn't say the words his mother cursed Liu's father before she left.

Liu's mother kept shouting frantically: Why doesn't he die? If he died, everything would be over. Why didn't he die?

"The matter of Mrs. Wang." Father Liu thought about it, looked at Xia Yang and said, "Let's do it according to the law. I can't forgive her." Father

Liu recalled that Mrs. Wang viciously attacked him from behind with a stick, looking like she wanted him dead. There was no way to give her any chance.

"Of course." Xia Yang said: "She not only helped the people in the restaurant to kill you, but also Zhao Ge'er was almost killed by her."

For other things, Xia Yang can be generous and listen to Liu's father's opinions.

It is impossible for Wang Pozi to do this. If a vicious person continues to indulge, it will only leave him with troubles.

"Zhao Ge'er will not agree." Xia Yang said it with a deadly word, "The government will not let people go at will and let the murderer go unpunished."

He made his attitude clear. Even if Wang Pozi's family came to plead for mercy, he would not give in and decided to let Wang Pozi receive the punishment she deserved.

Xia Yang is still afraid. If Liu's father died, how much would Liu Jingwen suffer.

And Wang Zhao, if he had an accident, what would happen to his brothers and sisters at home?

...

In the middle of the twelfth lunar month.

At Liu's father's request, Xia Yang accepted the greenhouse vegetables in Liujia Village for the last time. This was the last batch of vegetables before the New Year.

After the New Year, if there is any output, it can only rely on the villagers to find sales channels themselves.

Xia Yang will not care anymore, and will gradually drift away from Liujia Village in the future.

It is estimated that the vegetable prices will become chaotic at that time, and who can earn how much money can only rely on the villagers' own abilities.

It was on this day that Zhang Liu came to the door.

"Brother Zhang." Xia Yang welcomed him in.

Looking at the cart of things he brought, there was confusion in his eyes: "What is this?"

"New Year gifts for you." Zhang Liu smiled: "I brought some things from other places, and they look good, so I'll give you some."

He didn't wait for Xia Yang to refuse, and started to unload the car himself, with an attitude that would not be refused.

"There is also the verdict of the government office." Zhang Liu said: "Uncle Liu has compensation, I brought it along."

"Oh." Xia Yang had no choice but to step forward to help, "Thank you so much, Brother Zhang, we didn't even go to the government office once, and you got the job done."

"They deserve it." Zhang Liu smiled slightly, why did they have to go to the government office for such a small matter, "The evidence of their guilt is solid, and they will naturally be convicted after the government office investigates." "

The manager of the restaurant and several murderers are all sentenced to life exile. And that old woman is also sentenced, don't even think about coming back in this life."

"Oh." Xia Yang nodded, saying thank you.

He didn't understand the laws here, but the crime of intentional homicide was not small, and with Zhang Liu's careful side, Xia Yang knew that he would definitely get the heaviest sentence.

"And this." After Zhang Liu entered the house, he took out a deed from his arms, "This is the deed of the restaurant in town, compensation to Uncle Liu."

"The young man from the Wang family also gave some medical expenses." Zhang Liu said: "I have already sent it."

"Huh?" Xia Yang raised his eyebrows, "This is good, and it can also make Zhao Ge'er feel at ease sooner."

He didn't expect Zhang Liu to act so quickly, but then he thought about it, passing by Shanxia Village on his way to Liujia Village, so he didn't have to make a trip himself.

"I also thought about going to the market in town tomorrow to send the holiday gift to Brother Zhang." Xia Yang said: "Brother Zhang has helped us a lot all the time, and we will remember this friendship."

Xia Yang said this, but he felt that what he said was bullshit. Zhang Liu didn't need any of them at all, so he could only remember it in his heart!

"Why are you being polite?" Zhang Liu had handsome features and was as straightforward as Xia Yang. "If we're friends, don't say so much."

"We have similar personalities. Regardless of gains and losses, or who has paid more, it's too distant. There's always a layer of distance in our hearts, and we can't really open up to each other."

"I'm too calculative." Xia Yang laughed. He also felt awkward. "I will never be polite to Brother Zhang again in the future."

"I wonder if Brother Zhang will spend the New Year in town?" Xia Yang asked, "Or will you go back to your hometown to reunite with your family?"

"It's too far. I won't go back." Zhang Liu said, "I'll stay here for the New Year. I'll come over to have a drink with you guys when I have time."

"I'll definitely make sure you're welcome." Xia Yang finally had the chance to repay him. He immediately made an appointment with Zhang Liu on which day to come over. "Then we'll find a few more friends and have some fun together."

"Okay." Zhang Liu agreed happily.

He picked up the teacup and said to Xia Yang: "You said you wanted to plant fruit trees on the farm. Do you have any plans? I do know some fruit farmers who are good at the farms of wealthy families. I can introduce you to some."

"Great, thank you very much, Brother Zhang." Xia Yang was overjoyed. He was still worried about where to buy fruit tree seedlings!

"Maybe ask them where to buy fruit tree seedlings. I want to order some." Xia Yang asked.

"I asked for you." Zhang Liu said: "When you said you wanted to plant fruit trees, I didn't mean to talk to them about it, and they told me the place."

He looked at Xia Yang's expectant eyes, smiled slightly and said: "I have written to them. I will know whether it is possible when I get a reply."

"The latest will be after the New Year." Zhang Liu said: "It shouldn't delay your business."

"Brother Zhang, thank you so much." Xia Yang almost didn't know what to say. Zhang Liu helped him so much, and sometimes he didn't even have to speak.

He had already arranged things in advance, which made Xia Yang even more moved. He didn't know how to express his gratitude to Zhang Liu.

...

It was at this time that the capital received a secret report from Zhang Liu.

Qiu Shan handed the letter to Prince Zhong, "Your Highness, this is a secret letter from Zhang Liu."

"Yes." Prince Zhong put down his official duties, took the secret letter and opened it.

"Oh." His face, as dull as an iceberg, showed a smile, "You want fruit tree seedlings?"

"My son-in-law is a good housekeeper." Prince Zhong praised: "My son is lucky, and I, the father, can't even compare to him."

"Uh." Qiu Shan's eyelids jumped, knowing that his prince had resentment again, "General Chu sent someone to deliver a visiting card, I wonder if your Highness can see it?"

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"Hmph!"

Prince Zhong snorted coldly, looking at Qiu Shan expressionlessly, "I am busy with all kinds of affairs, how can I have time to meet those irrelevant people."

"Alas!" Qiu Shan secretly glanced at the prince who was sitting upright, and laughed in his heart: Are you too embarrassed to see him? He has spoken harshly to General Chu in the past.

"What else?" Prince Zhong frowned. It was really a headache to have such an inconsiderate subordinate. He had to make everything clear to him.

"No." Qiu Shan hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously against the prince's cold face: "General Chu, please go back first and come back another day?"

"No rules at all." Prince Zhong raised his hand and threw the scroll in his hand over, "Is this how you receive guests? Since you personally sent the visiting card, why don't you hurry up and invite him in?"

He didn't expect Chu Yuwen to come in person, and thought he sent someone to deliver the visiting card and agreed to come back on a certain day, "You can't even explain a sentence clearly, what's the use of you?"

"Hehe." Qiu Shan took the scroll, looking triumphant, "Although General Chu came in person, the visiting card was handed to me by his personal subordinates."

"Get out." Prince Zhong shouted coldly.

"I'll go and invite General Chu now." Qiu Shan left triumphantly.

He was afraid that the prince would not see him, so he tested him in advance: according to his own prince's temperament, if he didn't want to see him, he wouldn't even say a word, at most he would wave his hand and let him go.

Qiu Shan also had his own selfish motives. He was afraid that the prince's usual style would offend the young prince's biological mother, and it would be difficult for the father and son to recognize each other in the future. This huge palace would have no heir.

...

Chu Yuwen sat in the hall, his whole body stiff with nervousness. He didn't know whether Prince Zhong would see him, and whether he would still receive the special treatment he had received before.

The only thing that gave him confidence was that he had watched Prince Zhong scold and trample on him for so many years, but in fact, he was the one who benefited every time.

Chu Yuwen knew that he still remembered the affection in the past, otherwise he would not have secretly taken care of him for so many years.

In addition, his son was still alive, so he wanted to take a gamble.

It didn't matter what happened to him. Even if he had so much affection for him over the years, it would have been worn out by his inaction. It was just that

Chu Yuwen wanted to repay the many favors he owed.

And his poor child, who had never enjoyed the love of his biological parents, Chu Yuwen wanted to make up for it and hoped that both of them could recognize each other and enjoy the father-son relationship.

"General Chu." Qiu Shan hurried into the hall, with a flattering smile on his face, bowed and said: "The prince is busy with affairs and cannot come in person. Please move to the study."

"Study?" Chu Yuwen was stunned. The study is not a place for close people or to discuss important matters. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

"Yes." Qiu Shan smiled: "Please move, General Chu, and I will lead the way."

Chu Yuwen stood up, glanced at Wang Lin who was following him, and ordered: "You stay here first."

"Yes." Wang Lin replied.

He didn't expect that the general would be received, and in such an important place as the study. His expression

was a little dull and his eyes were dull until Chu Yuwen walked out of the hall. Wang Lin's heart was filled with ecstasy, and he finally realized that his general was connected with Prince Zhong, and he would not be embarrassed and scolded in the future.

"Please go slowly." Qiu Shan led Chu Yuwen and served her carefully. If nothing unexpected happened, she would be the princess in the future. "No hurry, take your time."

"Oh." Chu Yuwen stood tall and graceful, with her hands behind her back, looking at him strolling leisurely. In fact, she was very nervous and her hands were sweating. "Thank you

." "You're welcome." Qiu Shan said hurriedly: "This is my duty as a servant, but I don't deserve the general's praise."

Qiu Shan smiled so hard that his eyes were about to close together. He didn't hide his flattering intentions at all, and all of them were presented in front of Chu Yuwen, making him want to touch his forehead.

The people in the palace were so enthusiastic, even flattering. Chu Yuwen was a little confused. Was this his good fortune coming?

...

"Your Majesty."

Chu Yuwen bowed and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for replenishing the military supplies so that the soldiers can spend the winter safely."

He found this excuse for this trip, and he was also sincerely grateful to Prince Zhong. His subordinates were safe and sound for so many years, and Prince Zhong helped a lot.

"Although my duties are not in the Ministry of War," said Prince Zhong calmly, "the territory guarded by the soldiers belongs to the royal family. As a prince, I should supervise and distribute military supplies."

As soon as Chu Yuwen came in, his eyes fell on him. Prince Zhong blamed himself for not paying attention. Chu Yuwen didn't know when his hair turned white.

"Your subordinate." Chu Yuwen lowered his head slightly, looking at his feet, "I would like to thank you for your care over the years. It is my incompetence that has troubled you all the time."

He looked up at Prince Zhong. The person in front of him was the same as before, with a beautiful face and indifferent eyes. Time seemed to have left no trace on him.

As time passed, he only became more calm and more restrained. He was no longer a sharp blade that could be unsheathed and bloodthirsty at any time.

He was never worthy of him, even a little bit!

"Sit down." Prince Zhong pointed to the chair in front of the desk and said, "General Chu will go to Dongchuan Prefecture in a year. It will be hard for him to be away for many years."

"I dare not say it's hard." Chu Yuwen sat down and said.

He was very respectful, with a hint of embarrassment on his face. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he sat down with the person opposite him and had such a calm conversation.

"The administration of Dongchuan Prefecture is unclear, General Chu should be more vigilant." Prince Zhong said slowly: "Although the previous prefect has long been gone, the current one may not be easy to deal with."

"Yes, I understand." Chu Yuwen said: "Be sure to be vigilant. Since ancient times, the military and politics cannot be mixed, and there will be no more exchanges to arouse suspicion."

"Yeah." Prince Zhong looked at Chu Yuwen, who was like a well-behaved child in front of him, and wanted to laugh.

This person has never been strong in front of him. He

has always been assigned by himself or arranged to act, and even if he has his own opinions, he will be obedient.

The only time he was bold was to secretly decide to leave the capital, which almost cost him his life, and even his son almost met with an accident.

Prince Zhong sighed in his heart: Chu Yuwen is not incompetent, he is not confident, because he has many constraints for various reasons.

I am also worried about him!

I have been with him since we met in the military camp. Chu Yuwen hopes to make achievements, so I will clear obstacles for him.

He doesn't want to quarrel with others, so I will secretly trample to death those with ulterior motives, leaving no trace of harm.

Chu Yuwen has been brought up like this since he was seventeen years old. He has been accustomed to arranging everything by himself, and naturally panics when encountering things related to him.

It's also my fault for my bad temper. If I had chased him, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened?

My family of three will live happily in this palace, and there will not be so many years of displacement!

"Thinking back to the past." Prince Zhong retracted his thoughts, looked at Chu Yuwen's still clear eyes, and said: "You went from Dongchuan Prefecture to the border. That time, I thought I would never see you again."

"Seeing you covered in blood on the battlefield, fighting desperately with others, even if you were surrounded by thousands of troops, there was no fear."

As he spoke, bitterness welled up in his heart, and he raised his hand to cover his forehead, "If I had gone a step later, I might have been collecting your corpse. Even if I had saved you, you would still be in danger, and you could lose your life at any time if you were not careful."

Prince Zhong looked directly into Chu Yuwen's eyes, seeing the clarity and purity in them. Even though he had fallen into the world of mortals and crawled through thorns and mud pits, he had not left any trace of shrewdness and calculation.

"You are so courageous, and you will die if you don't succeed." Prince Zhong asked, "Is there no attachment in the world for you, no even a trace of reluctance?"

"If it was when you first entered the military camp, it would be fine." Prince Zhong sighed slightly, his indifferent eyes full of complexity, "What about after that?"

"Even if you have no choice, but you have already won the bargaining chips to fight back, can't you still put your mind elsewhere and only stick to your own thoughts?"

"Me." Chu Yuwen clenched his fists. He had too many things to say in his heart, but it was not until today that he realized how wrong he was.

Being self-righteous and being nice to others, and thinking that you take on everything yourself, is the greatest sincerity to others.

Now think about it, those may be things that the person in front of you doesn't need.

He lowered his head in silence. When he first came, he thought about easing the relationship and asking indirectly whether he liked the child and hoped that there would be an heir to this palace.

Now he has no courage at all!

Chu Yuwen just saw a trace of grievance and anger in Prince Zhong's eyes, as well as the fleeting sadness that was hard to see through and touch.

"Forget it." Prince Zhong took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and said helplessly: "It's all because I protected you too well, and I also spoiled you without knowing why."

"Go back." He waved his hand weakly, motioning Chu Yuwen to leave, "Be more careful in everything in the future, I can't always get there in time to save you."

"Your Majesty." Chu Yuwen choked up, and he bowed deeply to the bottom, "Thank you for saving my life many times, without you, there would be no subordinate, this life has always belonged to you."

At this moment, Chu Yuwen knew that he had hurt Prince Zhong.

His self-righteous kindness had hurt this cold-hearted person, and he actually showed this side of himself.

And it seemed that the injury was very deep.

Chu Yuwen was heartbroken that he had accidentally caused such great harm to the other party in a place he didn't know.

He turned around with a staggering step, his head was dizzy, and he didn't know what else he could do to make up for it, let alone mention his son.

Maybe that was another kind of harm, and Chu Yuwen was afraid.

He didn't dare to test the prince and find many excuses for what he did. He

regarded his wishful compensation as an opportunity to resolve everything.

Chu Yuwen left in a daze, without seeing the pity in Prince Zhong's eyes. He couldn't bear to see Chu Yuwen suffer any harm, and always wanted to protect him under his wings.

That was wrong. When he was not there or didn't know, the other party might be at a loss and make wrong judgments.

For so many years, Prince Zhong had always wanted him to stand alone, but he got what he wanted. When Chu Yuwen was in danger and was squeezed and trampled.

He protected his subordinates and took good care of them. He did not give up on himself, nor did he become decadent. He persevered and endured silently.

But as for himself, Chu Yuwen seemed to have changed. He had no confidence at all and seemed to have given up everything. He

was no longer struggling and was just drifting with the flow.

He was like a puppet without emotions, just living and mechanically doing what he thought he should do. What

Prince Zhong could not stand the most was that Chu Yuwen could not treat himself well and did not dare to face himself.

This made him feel frustrated and was the reason why he had wasted so much time until now.

...

"General."

Qiu Shan saw Chu Yuwen coming out in a daze, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask: "Are you not feeling well? I'll go find the palace doctor?"

"No need." Chu Yuwen suppressed the grief in his heart, his eyes were wet and tears were hidden, "Go and serve the prince."

"The prince does not need to be served." Qiu Shan's eyes turned, and he smiled: "The prince was so happy to hear that General Chu was coming. He smiled and told me to treat the general well."

Chu Yuwen paused and looked sideways at Qiu Shan, "How is the prince? Have you paid attention to your health during your busy official duties?"

"No, no." Qiu Shan shook his head with a sad face, "The prince is busy day and night, and he doesn't care about his health at all. He always says that there is no one to succeed him, so there is no need to covet a few more days." "

Our prince has never had someone he likes." Qiu Shan secretly glanced at Chu Yuwen, who was listening seriously, and laughed in his heart: "If it is only for the inheritance of offspring, it doesn't matter if this marriage fails."

"In the prince's heart, offspring are said to be important but actually not important." Qiu Shan paused, and said: "The prince said that he would rather choose the person he likes, even if there is no offspring, he is willing. If there can be one, everyone will be happy."

"No offspring." Chu Yuwen murmured, looked at Qiu Shan and said: "You still have to advise the prince to take care of his body. He should have everything and deserve the best treatment."

"Yes, yes, yes." Qiu Shan smiled so hard that his teeth were showing, and patted his chest to assure: "Your servant will remember the general's instructions and wait for the best."

...

"Your Highness."

Qiu Shan sent Chu Yuwen away, and went to the study again, reporting Chu Yuwen's words to the prince, "General Chu is concerned about your health! I see that he is very worried about this."

"Worried?" Prince Zhong's eyes were as dark as a deep pool, and people could not tell what he was thinking at the moment, but his words were as poisonous as ever, "I am several times stronger than him, do I still need him to worry about me?"

"Hehe." Qiu Shan smiled, "Maybe he wants the little prince to come back, and needs the prince to love him more, and the father and son will live out their days in peace."

"Send it to him." Prince Zhong said.

He really lost his temper!

After being tortured by Chu Yuwen for so many years, he didn't lose his reason and patience. He was really strong in his heart.

Just now, he taught Chu Yuwen a lesson, hoping that he would think clearly after returning, and no longer be indecisive and self-righteous. It is not a wise choice to bear all the hardships.

"Yes, I'll go right away." Qiu Shan was immediately happy and smiled: "General Chu will be happy to see it, maybe he will come right away." Prince Zhong

closed his eyes and just waved to Qiu Shan, signaling to go quickly.

He knew in his heart that even if Chu Yuwen didn't get stuck in a dead end after sending it, he would cry and regret it, and would not come to find him.

Prince Zhong's actions were to give Chu Yuwen a reassurance, so that even his son would not be delayed by him, and then he would have to worry about it and find ways to open his heart.

...

Chu Yuwen returned to the General's Mansion, ignored Wang Lin's hesitation, drove him away with a cold face, and sat in the study in a daze. The more he thought about it

, the more heartbroken he felt.

Back then, he didn't know the identity of Prince Zhong. When the two of them had physical contact, he immediately chose to leave without putting any pressure on the other party.

He chose to bear it all silently.

Even after having a child, Chu Yuwen didn't want to be honest with the other party, because the crime of deceiving

the emperor was too great. That was a crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan.

Even the Chu Marquis Mansion might not be able to protect itself, let alone a person who climbed up little by little from the bottom, a small soldier.

He thought he had done nothing wrong.

Even though he regretted it now, Chu Yuwen didn't want to take any risks and put the person who was deeply hidden in his heart in any danger.

In the past, for the Chu Marquis Mansion and to atone for his aunt's sins, Chu Yuwen kept his secrets tightly and didn't let anyone be implicated because of him.

But later, Chu Yuwen was completely for Prince Zhong.

It was too late until he knew the identity of Prince Zhong and would not be implicated by him, and might even help him.

Chu Yuwen lost his son, whom he had saved with all his efforts. He was ashamed to face the truth and reveal his hidden identity as a younger brother.

"It was a strange coincidence." Chu Yuwen sighed: Maybe he shouldn't have such extravagant hopes in this life. As long as there was a chance to join hands with Prince Zhong, there would be accidents.

Just like today.

He actually saw the hurt in Prince Zhong's eyes. He was hurt by himself, which was also what Chu Yuwen didn't want to do the most.

"General." Wang Lin stood outside the study door and reported: "Prince Zhong sent someone to see the general."

"Please come in." Chu Yuwen was briefly absent-minded. He didn't know what was going on and sent someone to follow him. "But Commander Qiu?"

"Yes." Wang Lin replied: "I will go and invite him right away."

"General." Qiu Shan was invited in by Wang Lin. He saluted Chu Yuwen and said: "The prince sent a servant to deliver something to the general."

After he said that, he waved behind him and a large wooden box with exquisite carvings was carried in.

"The prince said that this was something he wanted to give to the general more than ten years ago, but you left too quickly and the prince didn't find you."

Qiu Shan looked at the dust on the box and said, "The prince has not allowed anyone to move it. He also didn't allow anyone to wipe it even though it was covered with dust. He said that the general doesn't trust anyone and is afraid that you don't believe that this is something he wanted to give to you many years ago."

Qiu Shan didn't wait for Chu Yuwen to speak, and then he took his leave and turned away, leaving Chu Yuwen staring at the mahogany box.

There was thick dust on it, but Chu Yuwen could still tell whether it was true or false, but he knew what Prince Zhong was implying.

He was saying that he didn't trust him.

Chu Yuwen walked up and slowly opened the box. The fiery red wedding dress appeared in front of him, making him burst into tears and vent his emotions that had been pent up for many years.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Chu Yuwen shouted, beating his chest and crying. Prince Zhong wanted to marry him back then, even though he didn't know his younger brother's identity.

Regardless of the fact that she couldn't bear him any children, she was determined to marry him. Looking at the bright red dress, she still wanted to marry him as her principal wife.

She just missed it all!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Chu Yuwen cried so hard that he was heartbroken and overwhelmed with grief.

He hugged the dress tightly, letting it press against his chest, his eyes were dull and his face was pale.

Chu Yuwen touched the bright red dress and asked himself over and over again: "Why? This fate always wants to play tricks on me, making me wrong no matter which step I take?"

He hurt the person he loved the most and lost the opportunity to grasp his life.

"Why? Why?"

Chu Yuwen shouted in grief and indignation, tears streaming down his face. What was right and what was wrong with what he had done in his life?

Chu Yuwen was confused.

He sat on the ground dejectedly, muttering to himself: "Son, can you tell Dad, tell Dad?"

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Chapter 68

In the quiet and empty study, in the dim corner, a red dress was like fire.

Chu Yuwen sat on the ground, holding his dress in a daze, his head heavy, his eyes swollen and dry, his heart dead.

In his life, he always thought about others and never took care of himself, but he hurt the people who occupied an important position in his heart.

And the child whom he regarded as his life, the blood relationship that depended on each other for a lifetime, was almost brought to a miserable situation by him.

"General, general." Wang Lin knocked on the door anxiously outside, "What's wrong with you?"

He was guarding outside the study, hearing the crying inside, and felt the emotional collapse of his own general, and his heart was uncomfortable.

Just over an hour later, the wailing turned into sobbing, and slowly became lifeless.

Wang Lin couldn't help but knock on the door, "General, are you okay?"

He rushed in regardless, and was driven out by Chu Yuwen and the door was closed. Wang Lin now had no other way except to smash the door open.

"Squeak."

The door of the study was opened. Chu Yuwen looked miserable, and his pale face was bloodless. He looked at Wang Lin silently, "Nothing, go and do your thing."

Then he turned and left, returned to his room and fell on the bed. He had no strength in his body, and felt his eyelids heavy and could no longer open.

Before Chu Yuwen fell into a coma: After most of his life, what was he? Was he still a living person? He had never had a self, only heavy constraints all over his body.

In his drowsiness, some fragments of the past appeared in his mind. From the time he could remember until now, the ups and downs of his life for more than forty years kept playing in his mind.

"General, General." Wang Lin found that his master had a high fever and lost his mind, and he kept shouting hurriedly.

But Chu Yuwen was like a person who didn't want to wake up. He didn't respond to the call from the outside world, but was immersed in his own thoughts.

For several days, Wang Lin invited many doctors to feed Chu Yuwen countless bowls of soup, but Chu Yuwen never opened his eyes.

Zhao Yujiang came in a hurry. He had been busy with business. He had earned a lot of money from greenhouse vegetables during this period, and was about to report the good news to the general.

He did not expect to see his own general. His breathing was so light that it was almost inaudible. If he had not put his finger under his nose, he would have thought that his general was dead.

"What's going on?" Zhao Yujiang looked at Wang Lin in horror. "What's wrong with the general? Where is the doctor? Why can't I see the doctor?"

"Doctor, doctor." Wang Lin's eyes were hot, and a few tears flowed down his eyes. "Let's prepare for the funeral."

His shoulders shook, and he cried silently, feeling sad for Chu Yuwen.

His own general was about to turn over, and before he could leave the capital, which was a cage for the general, the general suddenly fell ill and was about to die.

"What's wrong with the general? How did he get sick?" Zhao Yujiang asked anxiously: "The capital is so big, there are countless famous doctors, why don't you go find one?"

"It's no use." Wang Lin wiped his tears and choked up: "The doctor said it's a heart disease, they can't do anything, and we can't invite other famous doctors."

"What can I do?" Zhao Yujiang was so anxious that he couldn't bear to see the general die like this.

When his eyes fell on the red dress that Chu Yuwen was holding tightly, his eyes couldn't help but stagnate, and he suddenly thought of what Chu Yuwen was most concerned about.

"General, General." Zhao Yujiang's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stepped forward and shook Chu Yuwen anxiously, shouting: "Don't you want to see your son? You haven't seen your son yet!"

"General, wake up." Zhao Yujiang called out again and again. He didn't know what the general was worried about, but he knew that the general wanted to see his son. "Your son is still waiting for you! Open your eyes and take a look!"

"General, don't you want your son?" Zhao Yujiang shouted: "Didn't you cry and shout to see him? Why don't you want him now?"

"Son, son." Chu Yuwen's tightly closed eyes suddenly murmured a few times, "I want my son, I want my son."

When he opened his lips and called out the word son, Chu Yuwen's eyes gradually moved a little bit as if he had struggled violently.

"General, the general moved." Wang Lin found that Chu Yuwen's eyelids were trembling violently, and his eyeballs seemed to be alive and moving back and forth.

"General, the general is awake." Zhao Yujiang stopped shaking his hand and stared at Chu Yuwen's eyes eagerly, "You are going to see your son, right?"

"Yes." Chu Yuwen slowly opened his eyes, his vision was a little blurry, he closed his eyes to relax for a while and then slowly opened them again, his dry throat said with difficulty, "I didn't abandon him."

"Yes, yes, no, no." Zhao Yujiang said in surprise.

"General, drink some water." Wang Lin brought a glass of water and helped Chu Yuwen drink it, saying: "General, you scared us to death."

After drinking a glass of water, Chu Yuwen's dry and painful throat was relieved, and speaking was no longer so difficult. He said hoarsely: "Go to Prince Zhong's Mansion, I want to invite the best imperial physician, and get well soon."

"Yes!" Wang Lin only remembered this at this moment. It was Qiu Shan who came to deliver a box that made his general suddenly heartbroken and then fell ill and comatose for several days.

Their palace should be responsible for this matter. He answered cheerfully: "I will go right away. We have invited the imperial physician several times but no one came. Prince Zhong sent someone to ask me to see their Imperial Hospital, but they said they were busy."

Wang Lin strode away confidently. He was also dizzy these days and forgot about Prince Zhong. The wedding dress in the general's hand was sent by the palace.

Although he didn't know what it meant, he was very clear after all. He knew that there must be something here, and subconsciously felt that Prince Zhong would not refuse.

Chu Yuwen looked at his back, and the corners of his lips slowly rose to reveal a smile. Prince Zhong's words rang in his ears, "I just spoiled you."

"Yes! Spoiled." Chu Yuwen said to himself.

He knew that he relied on Prince Zhong a long time ago, but first he didn't want to be implicated, and then he felt ashamed to face it. He took everything on himself and didn't ask for help.

Now he has thought it through, why bother himself?

Since he made others sad while making things difficult for himself, Chu Yuwen decided to ignore it for once, even if he couldn't make up for anything, he had to do something.

"General." Zhao Yujiang stood aside, watching Chu Yuwen's face change, "This time the disease is fierce, you must be careful and vigilant, we will go to Dongchuan Prefecture after the New Year."

When he said this, he smiled and told Chu Yuwen that some of the greenhouse vegetables had been picked, and he made a lot of money in the past few days.

Zhao Yujiang put all his wealth into it, and this time he made a lot of money. He said with a dark heart: "General, do you know how much silver I sell for one catty?"

"No less than two taels of silver." Chu Yuwen said slowly: "Where can I get green vegetables in winter? Even if those high-ranking families grow some in the hot spring manor, it is not enough for their own use. Naturally, they will not be short of such a little bit. It is common for them to spend hundreds of taels of silver on a meal."

"Three taels." Zhao Yujiang said proudly: "I sent people to sell green vegetables to various prefectures, limiting the purchase quantity. No prefecture refused, and some even wanted to buy more and offered a higher price."

"Very good." Chu Yuwen's voice gradually lowered. He had just woken up and felt weak all over, and his energy was limited. "The court has already provided enough military supplies this year. There is no need to buy anything else. Send some wine and meat."

"Yes." Zhao Yujiang bowed and took his leave, and went to do his own things. "General, rest assured and recuperate. After the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, you can write a letter requesting to leave the capital."

"Yes." Chu Yuwen closed his eyes.

He delayed leaving the capital and returning to Dongchuan Prefecture because he had not reached the date given by the emperor, otherwise he would have seen his son long ago.

A few days later, Chu Yuwen leaned against the head of the bed and felt much better. He had the strength to get up, so he slowly moved out of bed in a long robe.

In a few days, it would be the New Year. He looked out the window and showed a mocking smile: I guess God also heard his voice and knew that he did not want to attend the palace banquet, let alone return to the Chuhou Mansion, so he made him seriously ill.

"General, why did you get up?" Wang Lin came in with a bowl of medicine and advised: "You should stay in bed for a few more days."

"No problem." Chu Yuwen raised his hand to interrupt him, took the medicine bowl and drank it down, "I feel much better, and I have strength in my body. You don't have to worry."

"Grind the ink." Chu Yuwen ordered.

He picked up the pen and prepared to write a letter.

This was something he wanted to do but had never done. At this time, Chu Yuwen didn't want to wrong himself anymore, nor did he want to have so many scruples.

He suffered for himself and the people he cared about, but let others live happily and happily. Chu Yuwen didn't want to do this again.

He took on everything by himself, hiding in a corner and suffering, but no one knew and no one cared, and some people even looked down on him, or thought he was a fool!

He finished writing the letter, handed it to Wang Lin, and ordered: "Send it to the Chuhou Mansion in person and hand it to Lord Chu. You don't have to send various festival gifts in the future."

"Huh?" Wang Lin was stunned. Is the general going to break up with the Chuhou Mansion?

Although they have never been close, and only visit each other during the New Year, it is still a good idea to visit each other. Are you going to Dongchuan Mansion and never come back?

"Are you not going to send me the New Year's gift this year?" Wang Lin asked.

"No." Chu Yuwen said lightly: "The General's Mansion will no longer have any connection with the Chu Hou Mansion, and there is no need to visit each other." After

he finished speaking, he smiled slightly, "It's just a formality with the word filial piety. Let's end it today and have nothing to do with each other in the future."

Chu Yuwen thought that his aunt had not only cheated him all his life, but also wanted to continue to exploit and oppress him. Unfortunately, Prince Zhong made a move and completely cut off her thoughts.

He would not give her another chance. Chu Yuwen did not want the things that he cared about and carried at the moment. After all, his brothers and sisters were not close to him.

They hardly had any contact. They were brothers and sisters, but they were not even as good as strangers.

Chu Yuwen thought: I have kept them for all these years, and now they are married, which is considered to be worthy of them. In the future, it depends on their own fate.

"Go ahead." Chu Yuwen waved his hand to let Wang Lin do it, and he started writing another letter.

At this time, he was calm and wrote his secret on paper without any hesitation.

Chu Yuwen didn't know if he wanted to save something? Or was he holding the attitude of getting rid of it all?

After he finished writing the letter, he took out a few booklets from a secret corner on the bookshelf and put them into a box together with the letter.

Chu Yuwen stroked and touched the carved wooden box in front of him, not knowing whether to send it now or when he left.

Although he felt that the result was the same, Chu Yuwen was still a little uneasy, "Forget it! Don't let both parties suffer like this again!"

...

At this time, Lord Chu had already received Chu Yuwen's letter.

He was furious and slammed the table and said, "Come here."

Lord Chu saw that Chu Yuwen confessed his identity, and told him again what his aunt had done, and why he suddenly gave up the imperial examination and ran away from home.

Lord Chu was so angry that his teeth itched: No wonder the son he had always been optimistic about suddenly did something stupid, gave up the imperial examination and ran away from home for many years, and there was no news at all. So this is what happened.

"Lord." The attendant came in and bowed to obey the order.

"Forget it." Lord Chu thought for a long time, "The old lady is not in good health, tell the lady to pick a few sincere and filial concubines to go to the temple to pray for blessings after the New Year."

In the end, he decided to give Concubine Chu Yuwen a way out. After all, there are several children, and Chu Yuwen's letter did not say that he wanted to put his concubine to death.

Just explaining the reasons for so many years and the intention to cut off contact when he was far away from the capital, Lord Chu understood that Chu Yuwen had done his best.

He was silent. How much torture had the boy who was born thin endured for so many years? No wonder he had no intention of getting close to the mansion.

At this moment, Lord Chu's heart knot for Chu Yuwen was untied. If this matter were put on him, he might not do better than his son.

If he wants to leave and get rid of the shackles, let him go!

Lord Chu sighed: He had suffered so much for so many years, and I considered it as my responsibility as a father to relieve his worries.

After all, a bastard, in such a big mansion, can only be suppressed and manipulated. No matter what, there is no room for resistance. Every head of the family is for the overall situation.

The sacrifices are always these bastard children of low status, which is why Chu Yuwen can only choose to leave and dare not reveal the truth.

If Lord Chu knew at that time, whether he was willing or not, he could only save Chu Yuwen's life and send him to a far place.

Chu Yuwen's aunt is dead, and his brothers and sisters will also be implicated. Even if they can survive and stay in the mansion without being sent away, they will live at the bottom and may even be worse than slaves.

This is also the main reason why Chu Yuwen dared not resist, let alone make it public.

The aristocratic families pay attention to face, and there is always a lack of people in the backyard who take advantage of the situation. In order to protect himself and his brothers and sisters who are unaware of it, Chu Yuwen can only endure it silently.

...

Wang Lin came back from the Marquis of Chu's Mansion and replied to Chu Yuwen: "General, the Marquis said he knows, and asked you to take care of yourself and not worry about the mansion."

Wang Lin didn't understand what this meant, but Chu Yuwen knew it himself. He slowly exhaled, finally resolving the matter that had been weighing on his mind for a long time. He

successfully threw this heavy stone that was suffocating him and ruining his life to the Marquis of Chu.

As long as he leaves the capital and keeps his identity from being revealed, the Marquis of Chu's Mansion will not embarrass him in the slightest, and will even help him when necessary.

Now there is only one last and most important thing left.

Chu Yuwen handed the wooden box on the table to Wang Lin and said, "Give it to Prince Zhong."

He gave himself a chance. During this period of time in the capital, if everything was calm and there was no response, Chu Yuwen would give up and leave.

He will never return to the capital again, and he will forget everything here.

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Chapter 69

"Your Highness."

Qiu Shan looked at the small wooden box on the desk with a smile, "What's in the box sent by General Chu? Don't you want to take a look?"

"Step back." Prince Zhong looked at the wooden box, his fingers moved slightly, and he caught a glimpse of Qiu Shan's eager eyes, and coldly rebuked.

"Uh." Qiu Shan left in a huff, his curiosity was not satisfied, and he said reluctantly: "Your Highness, please take your time to look at it, and call me if you have anything."

"Hmph." Prince Zhong snorted and ignored it.

He looked at the wooden box for a long time before he stretched out his hand and slowly opened it to see what was inside?

Prince Zhong was surprised. He didn't think Chu Yuwen would respond, especially after a serious illness, he would send someone to deliver this thing.

Thinking of Wang Lin saying that Chu Yuwen was seriously ill and the doctors he invited were helpless, Prince Zhong knew that he was really stimulated, and waited anxiously for news from Chu Yuwen.

Prince Zhong was relieved when he knew that he was getting better day by day. No matter how anxious he was, he didn't dare to go to see Chu Yuwen these days, so as not to stimulate him again.

He didn't know why this person became more and more fragile as he lived. He hoped that Chu Yuwen would change his temper and open up his heart, but he ended up with such a serious illness.

When he opened the wooden box, a letter came into his sight, and below were several booklets. Some of them were very old, and Prince Zhong couldn't guess what they were.

He felt a little heavy and uneasy, not knowing whether he could get what he wanted.

Otherwise, Prince Zhong didn't know what he should do next.

"Huh?" Prince Zhong saw the content of the letter and his hands shook uncontrollably. "Hahaha."

He laughed out loud, and his cool and indifferent eyes became excited. Chu Yuwen finally opened his heart to him and confessed the secret he had hidden for more than 20 years.

When he saw him talking about his own flesh and blood, Prince Zhong wanted to rush to the general's mansion right now and tell Chu Yuwen that he had already known it, but reason stopped him.

"Huh." Prince Zhong's heart, which had been cold and hard for many years, warmed up slightly. Thinking of the years of wasted time, he closed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Finally there is a result!"

But when he picked up the following few booklets, he felt more and more depressed, and his eyes slowly became moist. Only then did he understand why Chu Yuwen was willing to suffer for so many years.

A booklet recorded every bit of Chu Yuwen's growth in the Marquis's Mansion, most of which were records about his aunt.

It was written that he had been neglected since he was a child, and his aunt ignored and was harsh to him. He was favored on the surface but exploited inside. He was just a pawn used by his aunt.

It is said that crying children get candy, but Chu Yuwen cannot cry, because crying will not get what he wants, and it will also implicate the people around him to be punished.

When Prince Zhong saw this, he understood why Chu Yuwen kept everything in his heart and why he was always timid and dared not tell the truth.

He was afraid of being disciplined by his aunt since he was a child. Not only did she coerce and induce him, but she also threatened the people around Chu Yuwen, so that he had to be obedient.

Chu Yuwen's escape from the Marquis' Mansion was the only way to resist. Otherwise, many people would be implicated by him. The first hurdle was that he could not get past his aunt.

"You are suppressed by the word filial piety and dragged down by your own kindness." Prince Zhong murmured, "You have never been loved, and you have no sense of security. You can only rely on yourself for everything."

"Alas!" He shook his head and sighed, his face full of pity for Chu Yuwen, "In this life, I have relied on the word tolerance to spend so many years safely."

Then he saw the records of the five years in the military camp, which were almost all about Prince Zhong himself, with admiration, admiration and dependence.

There was joy between the lines, as if these five years were his happiest time, and he was alone in his heart and eyes, but it also let Prince Zhong know Chu Yuwen's inferiority and helplessness.

Prince Zhong picked up the booklet below, which was about Chu Yuwen leaving the capital to go to Dongchuan Prefecture. It recorded his despair and sorrow, as well as his strong longing for himself.

Moreover, Chu Yuwen found his own flesh and blood, and was ecstatic as if it was a life-saving straw, as if he had found a place to rely on, and as if he was grateful for the continuation of life.

Prince Zhong's eyes were sore, and the more he read, the more uncomfortable he felt, because the few books almost recorded Chu Yuwen's life,

and all his thoughts, hopes and wishes were displayed on them. Especially when he saw Chu Yuwen's overwhelming heartbreak and guilt when he knew that his child had died, he could no longer bear it.

"Qiushan." Prince Zhong put down the unfinished book, hurriedly stood up and said: "Go ask General Chu, I will inspect Dongchuan Prefecture next year, are you willing to go with me?"

He said as he walked, and after arranging Qiushan's matter, he said: "I will go to the palace to see the emperor, and then summon all the stewards, I have something to tell you."

"Yes." Qiushan saw the prince leave in a hurry, and blinked his eyes. What's the matter? It requires such a big fuss.

At this time, Chu Yuwen didn't know that because of the things he sent, the trip to Dongchuan Prefecture was extended indefinitely, which shocked the capital and everyone dropped their jaws.

...

"Dong, dong, dong."

Xia Yang took the knife with both hands and chopped the meat filling on the chopping board. It was the New Year and he had to make some dumplings and freeze them according to modern customs.

Although there was no entertainment here, the work in the greenhouse was still busy every day. Making some dumplings and freezing them would allow him to be lazy and not have to cook occasionally.

In fact, Xia Yang knew that he didn't want to completely get rid of his habits. After all, he still knew where he came from, and there were deep memories of it hidden in his heart.

This was his first New Year here, and it was also a New Year for him and Liu Jingwen. Xia Yang was full of energy and hummed some modern songs that others couldn't understand.

"So happy?" Wang Hao walked over and smiled, "Seeing you busy every day, aren't you tired?"

"What's tiring?" Xia Yang looked at him and smiled, "No matter how busy I am, it's for my family, for me and Xiao Xiucai, how can I be tired."

He laughed in his heart, he had a lot of things to do!

If I tell Wang Hao, he will probably look at me with admiration, but Xia Yang doesn't need his admiration. He only wants to make his family rich and happy through his own efforts.

"That's right." Wang Hao nodded in agreement, secretly regretting that if he married such a husband, he would have to burn incense for several lifetimes to get the blessing.

"Tomorrow is the last market." Xia Yang asked, "Is there anything else that needs to be bought at home?"

"No." Wang Hao leaned against the kitchen door, with a smile on his face, and said sincerely, "Thanks to the help of Brother Liu and his wife, our family is rich this year, and we have already bought what we need for the New Year."

"Okay." Xia Yang said while chopping the meat filling, "The little scholar said that Brother Wang doesn't need to come after tomorrow. There are still a few days left for the New Year, so you should also rest at home for a few days."

"Yeah." Wang Hao nodded. He had been busy this year and was looking forward to a few days of rest during the New Year. "I'll come over after the Lantern Festival and let Brother Liu have a good rest."

He shook his head and sighed: The couple are both capable people. If it weren't for taking care of himself, Liu Jingwen would definitely have to hurry up to prepare the manuscript.

When it comes to making money, the couple is crazy about it. They try to make more money like they are competing, just to make their own family worry-free and let the other person live a better life.

This makes Wang Hao particularly envious, but he is still unwilling to give up.

He couldn't convince his family, so he asked his parents to build a small greenhouse in the yard and secretly grow some greenhouse vegetables with Xia Yang.

After being strongly opposed by his parents, Wang Hao was helpless. Now he can only rely on Liu Jingwen's care to come here to write manuscripts and earn money.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't help but say: "You two can do what you like and earn so much money, which is also the result of mutual trust and support."

"When a husband and wife work together, their strength can break metal." Xia Yang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This is something that can't be envied, and it also shows that we are indispensable."

Xia Yang was right about this. He knew that without Liu Jingwen's support, he might not be able to grow greenhouse vegetables, nor could he achieve the free life he has now.

He and Liu Jingwen both think about each other. As long as one of them wants to do something, the other will immediately express support and spare no effort to find ways to help.

"That's true." Wang Hao had no way to refute it. He could only watch Xia Yang being proud and sighed with a smile: "It's a once in a lifetime thing!"

"Brother Wang, haven't you got engaged yet?" Xia Yang suddenly asked: "Do you have someone you like? You should find someone to support each other."

"Not yet." Wang Hao was annoyed. He looked at Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen with envy. He also wanted to find a confidant, but he searched everywhere without success. He said helplessly: "I don't ask for too much, just ask for a husband and wife to be together, I will be satisfied."

"Oh." Xia Yang's eyes flashed, and he had something in mind. He comforted: "You will find it eventually, don't be discouraged."

...

"Little scholar, it's time to sleep."

Xia Yang made the bed and called Liu Jingwen to bed. After the two lay down, he habitually hugged the person next to him.

After the two expressed their feelings, they no longer slept separately every day, but shared the same blanket, but they didn't go any further.

Liu Jingwen sympathized with Xia Yang's hard work and wanted to find a time when he was not busy to make the two of them happy again, without Xia Yang worrying about his own affairs.

Xia Yang was also too busy, with too many things to do. He wanted to be intimate with Liu Jingwen, but he was always busy with various things, so he could only suppress his thoughts.

"I want to discuss something with you." Xia Yang hesitated for a while and said, "Will Wang Hao look down on the young man? Will he marry a husband?"

"Today I saw that he does want to get married, but there is no suitable person." Xia Yang said, "From what Wang Hao said, he is not opposed to marrying a young man."

"Now that Wang Hao's family situation has improved." Liu Jingwen said, "He doesn't continue to study, and he spends less and earns a lot of money every month. It's time to arrange for a marriage."

Liu Jingwen knew that Wang Hao had family problems and was too focused on studying to be distracted. He had just passed the age of marriage and had not yet found a husband.

"Are you trying to matchmake for Zhao?" Liu Jingwen pinched Xia Yang's hand and said with a smile, "You have no one in mind among the people in front of you, and now you are focusing on Brother Wang."

"What do you mean by focusing on him?" Xia Yang would not admit it, and said with a smile, "I saw that he was frowning and worried about not being able to find a wife."

Liu Jingwen laughed out loud, and did not comment on Xia Yang's explanation, but just said, "It's best to get Zhao'er's consent, I think it's difficult."

"Why?" Xia Yang was puzzled, and moved closer to Liu Jingwen, smelling the pleasant ink fragrance on him, and asked, "You think Zhao'er won't agree?"

Xia Yang wanted to matchmake for Zhao'er because he saw that Wang Zhao was too hard-working. That little body didn't have much strength, but he was busy like a spinning top every day.

Even if he was injured now, he was still working with one hand. If he stopped, it would be impossible to rely on his sister alone for the housework.

"Just ask." Liu Jingwen didn't want to discourage Xia Yang. He understood Xia Yang's good intentions, but he had some opinions about Wang Hao's family.

After listening to Wang Hao's discussion of some things, and thinking of Wang Hao's parents' dedication to finding a good marriage for their son who was studying, Liu Jingwen estimated that the Wang family would not agree to marry a little boy.

What's more, Wang Zhao was a lonely man without any relatives to rely on and help him. This was also a big hindrance when looking for a marriage.

But Liu Jingwen didn't want Xia Yang to know these twists and turns. There was no need to let Xia Yang, who was straightforward, know about them, lest he be disappointed and worry more about Wang Zhao.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang put his head on Liu Jingwen's neck and said in an unclear voice: "Tomorrow I will go to find out what Zhao'er's family is missing, and go to the town to help buy it back."

"Well." Liu Jingwen thought for a while, and then said: "Didn't you take a fancy to Ershu? His conditions are much better than Brother Wang. At least now he has made a lot of money, which can make Zhao'er worry-free for life."

"Isn't he going to be engaged to your sister?" Xia Yang looked up in confusion, "Besides, I don't like his mother. If Zhao'er marries into their family, she will definitely be bullied."

"That's why." Liu Jingwen saw that he understood a little bit, and reminded him: "When matchmaking, you can't just look at the person himself, but also the character of his family."

"Oh." Xia Yang didn't understand what Liu Jingwen meant, and asked: "Don't you also think that Ershu's mother is not a good person? Why do you still want to matchmake for your sister?"

"Ershu won't listen to his mother." Liu Jingwen raised his eyebrows and said as a matter of course: "If his mother dares to bully my sister, her family doesn't need to step in. Ershu can handle it himself."

"I thought you would say that his mother would be afraid of your father and others." Xia Yang smiled and said: "No wonder, when you were arranging a marriage for your sister, you suggested that your father and others consider Ershu."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen said: "Only when you think all aspects are suitable can you arrange a matchmaking. Otherwise, if it is not a good match, wouldn't it be a waste of time?" "Makes sense."

Xia Yang said.

He made up his mind that even if Wang Zhao agreed, he would find out about Wang Hao's ancestors for generations, and he couldn't let Zhao go into the fire pit.

"Go to sleep." Xia Yang yawned, and he could hardly open his eyes. "I didn't reveal anything to Brother Wang today. Let's see what Zhao says tomorrow." "

Yeah." Liu Jingwen heard that he was a little confused, and knew that Xia Yang was too tired. He fell asleep soon after going to bed every day. "Go to sleep."

He tucked in the quilt for Xia Yang and sighed in his heart: When can I not be busy and not so tired? I was so sleepy as soon as I got into bed.

Liu Jingwen took a deep breath. It was very hard to suppress his restlessness every day!

"Boji." Liu Jingwen kissed Xia Yang on the face unwillingly. It seemed that he could only wait until the New Year to see if he would be free.

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Chapter 70

The village was covered with snow and was silent.

The usually bustling end of the village was now deserted. Only a few young men who were guarding the end of the village were still standing guard in the cold wind.

Xia Yang walked out of the house and shivered subconsciously when the cold wind blew outside. There

was white snow all under his feet. Every step left a deep footprint. The snow had already covered his ankles.

"Brother Yang." A young man asked with a smile: "Are you going to the market? Is there anything you haven't bought at home?"

"We have bought it." Xia Yang smiled and said: "Go shopping and see if there are any new and interesting things to sell?"

"Alas!" The young man sighed: "We were thinking about going to the market to play! It's a pity that no one came to watch for us."

They are all young men who receive wages. It is not easy to make some money at ordinary times. Now there is such a job that does not require physical effort, and no one is willing to delay for a day.

I hope someone can take over at home, but unfortunately no one cares about this matter, so I can only continue to work helplessly.

"Since the matter of the greenhouse has been leaked, there is no need to watch it anymore." Xia Yang said.

"You have to see it." The young man raised his head towards the village. "Our village is bustling now, with a constant flow of people every day, all of whom come here to give New Year gifts and visit relatives."

"There are also many people from other villages who come here to inquire about the news and see how we grow vegetables, but they are all stopped at the entrance of the village and not allowed to enter."

"Then you guys are busy, I'm leaving first." Xia Yang shook his head and smiled, and didn't say anything else.

He didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the village. It was only a matter of time before people saw the greenhouse. Maybe someone has already agreed to teach relatives how to grow it.

They have earned money for a year and have the capital to guarantee their own lives. People who value family affection will think about helping their poor relatives.

Xia Yang already knew all this in his mind, but he had to restrain these villagers in order to make some money. Now let them go.

He drove the ox cart. The road was quiet and he didn't meet many people. Only the ox cart pressed the snow and made a "crunching" sound.

Xia Yang estimated that every family had money in their hands now, and they had already bought New Year's goods. If the weather was bad, they would stay at home for the winter.

At the entrance of the village, we saw several young men. They were responsible for not letting people from other villages in. Only those who were relatives of the villagers were allowed in.

There was nothing we could do about it. We couldn't refuse to let people in during the New Year. It was too inhumane.

Even though we knew that some people had other intentions, we had to let them in. We could only step up the guard to try to protect the greenhouses in the village from being seen.

But everyone knew it in their hearts. It was just that they didn't say it on the surface. What was going on in private? No one went into detail.

Xia Yang said hello to several young men and drove out of Liujia Village. He sneered in his heart: Why bother! Isn't this deceiving yourself?

On the official road, we saw some people going to the market in groups of three or two. They should be poorer people who took advantage of the last market to buy some things for the New Year to deal with this New Year.

It is said that the New Year is easy to get through, but ordinary days are hard to endure. I think this is the truth. After all

, the New Year is only a few days. Who knows what you eat at home when you close the door.

"Brother Zhao." Xia Yang came to the village at the foot of the mountain and knocked on Wang Zhao's door. "I'm Xia Yang."

"Creaky."

The door opened and Wang Zhao showed a smile. "Come in, why are you here today? Didn't you go to the market?"

"There's nothing missing at home. I came to see if you need anything else." Xia Yang said, "I'll buy it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Liu spinning an axe in the yard. Xia Yang was stunned. "Brother Zhang is here too?"

"Yeah." Wang Zhao smiled and said, "I don't dare to use force on my shoulders. Brother Zhang helped me chop some firewood."

"Coming." Zhang Liu looked up and greeted Xia Yang, put down his axe and walked over, "Come inside and warm up, I'll chop for a while."

"Enough, enough." Wang Zhao said hurriedly, "It's been burning for a long time. Brother Zhang, come in and rest for a while."

"Not tired." Zhang Liu wiped the sweat from his head, "I'll chop these, you guys go in."

Xia Yang glanced at the yard, not counting the firewood piled up in the firewood shed, now all the remaining corners are filled with chopped firewood.

In the middle of the whole yard, there is a small road, just right for his ox cart to come in, otherwise Xia Yang can only leave the ox outside.

"How much firewood did you chop?" Xia Yang asked in surprise.

"I have almost burned all the firewood I chopped, and only half of the firewood shed is left." Wang Zhao said: "These are all what Brother Zhang chopped back from the mountain."

He said a little embarrassed, looking at Zhang Liu in the yard, and whispered to Xia Yang: "Brother Zhang said that I was so badly injured because I blocked a few blows for him..."

"Oh." Xia Yang understood that Zhang Liu was embarrassed, seeing that a little brother had come to help with great effort, "Brother Zhang is upright and doesn't want to owe favors, you don't have to feel too sorry."

"Yes." Wang Zhao nodded, knowing that this was the case, but he couldn't take it for granted. "After a few days, I'll send some thank-you gifts to Brother Zhang, as New Year gifts."

"Okay." Xia Yang said.

He knew that Wang Zhao was afraid that Zhang Liu would refuse, so he sent it as a New Year gift to avoid the two sides pushing it back and forth.

"Is there anything else you need to buy at home? I'll go to the town to buy it for you?" Xia Yang asked.

"I've bought everything." Wang Zhao was a little excited, with a smile on his face. "Brother Zhang brought some for me when he came from the town. Now I have everything I need."

"Oh." Xia Yang nodded. Zhang Liu was really thoughtful and sincere. He really came to thank me and did everything he could. "That's good."

"Are you still going to the market?" Wang Zhao said, "The road may be difficult to walk on. Brother Zhang came here on horseback."

"It's the same for me driving a bullock cart. It's okay." Xia Yang smiled and said, "There are still many people going to the town on the road. They all walk."

"Alas!" Wang Zhao suddenly sighed, "Most of those who go to the market at this time are poor. If they don't buy now, they won't be able to buy anything."

He remembered that he would go to the town to buy some meat for the last market in previous years. He couldn't wait any longer, so he went to the town to buy some meat for his family.

Fortunately, he had no relatives to leave, and they had already stopped eating, so he could save a lot. Otherwise, even if he didn't eat, he would buy some festival gifts for his elders.

The two were a little silent. They now had money and would no longer live a hard life, but many people were worried about their lives and even afraid of the coming of the New Year.

Who doesn't have elders and relatives at this time? If there are no major conflicts, they must send festival gifts. This is also the most difficult time for them.

"Everything will be fine slowly." Xia Yang patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Let the past be the past, and don't think about it anymore."

Seeing Wang Zhao's low mood, Xia Yang knew that he was thinking about the past, and understood that Wang Zhao must be feeling bad.

"Yeah." Wang Zhao nodded vigorously, "There will always be a good day, look at me now."

He pointed to the new clothes on his body and let Xia Yang see, "I bought two sets of jackets and clothes, and the same goes for my younger brothers and sisters."

"That's how it should be." Xia Yang said: "Money is earned to be spent. Hiding it is equivalent to having nothing. You should enjoy it too."

Wang Zhao didn't dare to spend the money he earned, for fear of being discovered and causing trouble. Now he lives alone and has become a family of his own, and no one can control and restrain him at will.

Xia Yang looked at the main room of Wang Zhao's house. It was originally empty with only a shabby table, but now it has been replaced with a new table and chairs.

He also bought some other household items to add to it, giving people a brand new feeling. It must have been arranged by Wang Zhao with great care.

Wang Zhao followed Xia Yang's gaze and looked at the new furniture in his home, and said with a smile: "Everything that should be added has been added, and the missing things have also been supplemented."

"This looks like a home." Xia Yang nodded, happy for Wang Zhao, "Now that you don't have to worry about life, you should think about your own business."

"Huh?" Wang Zhao was stunned and asked, "What's my own business?"

"Don't you want to get married or find a son-in-law?" Xia Yang teased.

"Uh." Wang Zhao immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, a blush slowly creeping up his face, "Don't think about those things, it's good to live like this."

"Yes, it's good." Xia Yang said: "But it's hard for you to be alone. In the future, your brothers and sisters will have their own families. Can you still live alone?"

"Now the troubles are almost solved." Xia Yang said: "Your father and others should not trouble you again. It's time to think about your own affairs and don't put yourself in a difficult position."

He told Wang Zhao about Wang Hao's affairs and said that he is now interested in finding a marriage. "If you are willing, I will go and talk to you."

"Of course." Xia Yang paused for a moment to let Wang Zhao digest what he said, "It's up to you to decide. I absolutely support you."

"I know." Wang Zhao nodded and said: "Brother Yang, you are trying to help me and don't want me to work so hard."

Xia Yang saw that he was thoughtful and comforted him: "Don't worry, you can think about it slowly, you don't have to decide all at once."

"No need to think about it carefully." Wang Zhao shook his head and said: "I still want to arrange my brothers and sisters before thinking about my own affairs."

"There was no other way before, but now I can live well as long as I work harder." Wang Zhao said, "There are many things to avoid when you get married, so I'd better not make trouble."

Xia Yang understood what he meant. Wang Zhao was very helpless. In this era, married women always help their families, and their in-laws will definitely be unhappy. When the time comes, new worries will be added just after the old worries are gone.

"I just think that Brother Wang is good. With his people on your Wang family, it can be said that the problem is completely solved."

This is Xia Yang's real thought. At the same time, he also knew that although Wang Hao was a scholar, he was very capable of farm work and was not a person who could not lift anything.

He also knew Wang Zhao and knew the situation of his family. As friends of both parties, some things could be handled more easily, and Wang Zhao would never be wronged.

"I understand." Wang Zhao still insisted, "I just don't want to talk about these things now, let's talk about it later, after all, I'm only 18 years old, there's no need to rush."

​​"Tsk." Xia Yang smiled helplessly, "It's not urgent, I forgot your age, it's okay in a few years."

He laughed at himself for adapting to the local customs, forgetting that Wang Zhao's age doesn't need to talk about marriage, it's the most beautiful age in life.

But he often reminds himself not to forget that this is ancient times, and he must follow the survival rules of this era, and he almost forgets modern things.

"You want to help me and don't want me to work too hard." Wang Zhao knew that Xia Yang was doing this for his own good. He would always think of him first when something happened. "Brother Wang is a good person, but it's a pity that he is not suitable now."

As they were talking, Zhang Liu came in after chopping firewood. Wang Zhao poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhang."

"What's hard about it?" Zhang Liu drank a glass of water and said, "It's just a small matter of chopping wood. It's a way to stretch my muscles."

"Brother Zhang's business is good." Xia Yang smiled and said, "In a year, you only work hard for most of the year, and rest of the time you rest. You are more free and easy than those who run shops."

"You're right." Zhang Liu smiled when he heard this, "I really did this house-building business for this reason. In the winter, I can be lazy and stay at home and enjoy myself."

His words made Xia Yang and Wang Zhao laugh, but no one doubted anything. With Zhang Liu's ability, there was really no need for him to do this business.

After a few people talked for a while, Xia Yang stood up and said goodbye, "Since Zhao Ge'er doesn't have anything to buy, I'll go for a walk around the town."

Wang Zhao's mind moved, and he also wanted to follow Xia Yang to the town. He had been stuck at home for more than half a month, "I'll go to the town too, it's the last market."

"The last market has nothing to do with you." Zhang Liu looked at him and said, "You'd better heal your injury soon and don't bump into it anymore."

"Yes." Xia Yang also advised, "I know you're bored at home, but there are too many people at the market so they don't bump into you. You'd better heal your arm soon. There will be a lot of things to do in the greenhouse after the New Year, and you'll be busy."

"Okay, go ahead." Wang Zhao laughed twice. He didn't think too much about it. "I've never been injured and didn't recuperate before, I'm used to it."

He has never been pampered, and he doesn't have the capital to do so. Now that Xia Yang and Zhang Liu value him, Wang Zhao feels sour in his heart, moved and sad.

"It's okay." Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao and said, "The past is the past. Just remember it now. We will help you if you have any problems in the future. Don't make yourself suffer anymore."

Wang Zhao nodded and sent Xia Yang out. Zhang Liu followed him and said, "I won't go back to town yet. I'll go to the mountains to see if I can hunt some game."

"Huh?" Xia Yang hesitated. He hadn't been to the mountains for a long time and wanted to go with them.

But when he thought of Liu Jingwen waiting for him at home, the thought that had just arisen disappeared again. It would be better to wait and see.

"Then I'll go first." He got on the ox cart and waved to Wang Zhao and Zhang Liu, "You can come to my house in a few days and we can get together."

"Okay." Zhang Liu and Wang Zhao agreed happily and watched him leave.

Xia Yang drove the ox cart and met some people leaving the village. When they saw Xia Yang's ox cart, their eyes lit up, but when they saw him, they immediately avoided him.

Xia Yang was already famous in the village at the foot of the mountain. Everyone knew that the scholar husband of Liujia Village was powerful and unreasonable and meddlesome in other people's affairs.

People from the nearby villages were afraid, and no one dared to get on the ox cart. They all walked in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He was unaware of this, and was still thinking about going to the town. He didn't know if he could find any rare things that he could buy back to try. Materials were too scarce in this era.

There was nothing else except chicken, duck, fish and meat. If he hadn't grown some vegetables, Xia Yang could only eat cabbage and radishes every day.

"Third, Third Brother."

Xia Yang accidentally heard a weak call, but he didn't expect it was for him, so he didn't care and continued to drive the cart forward.

"Xia, Xia Yang."

This time the voice was a little louder, and it called his name directly. Xia Yang was sure that it was calling him, and looked back in confusion to see who it was.

He didn't expect to meet someone who knew him here?

Few people called him by the name Xia Yang, almost all of them were Yang Ge'er, and some more official ones called him Liu Fulang.