Scholar and old attack

"Fourth Jiang, you... are shameless!"

Those slanderous words kept coming from Chen Xiuxiu's ears, and she gritted her teeth. After all, she couldn't hold it back, and rushed out with a roar.

Xu Shuizhou was caught off guard by Chen Xiuxiu's bump and almost fell onto the edge of the bed, but fortunately he stabilized himself in time.

Li Sanquan, a doctor at Jirentang in Wutong County, smiled awkwardly, stepped away from the bed, and handed the medicine bowl in his hand to Xu Shuizhou who had just stabilized his figure, "Brother, this is your housework. Mix it up, this medicine has to be taken while it’s hot.”

After Li Sanquan finished speaking, he packed up the medicine box in a hurry, and went out through the back door with his back on his back, leaving without stopping.

The front door was blocked by everyone, and going out from the front door at this time was afraid of making a big blush.

Xu Shuizhou didn't think too much about it, holding the still warm medicine bowl in his hand, thinking of what Dr. Li said just now, there was no need to delay, so he scooped up some brown medicine juice with a spoon and put it into Jiang Jingyuan's mouth.

Jiang Jingyuan squirmed his lips but clenched his teeth tightly, no matter how hard Xu Shuizhou tried, he couldn't get it into his mouth.

Xu Shuizhou's forehead was already covered with dense sweat. They paid a lot of money to buy this medicine, and it lost its effect when it cooled.

Dr. Li said just now that he was preparing for the funeral, but Xu Shuizhou still had a little bit of luck in his heart, what if Brother Jing Yuan would recover after drinking this medicine.

When Xu Shuizhou was at his wit's end, Jiang Jingyuan's stiff fingers moved suddenly. At first, the range was small, but gradually Jiang Jingyuan was able to move his entire arm.

His eyes also opened a crack in a daze, seeing the porcelain white spoon, Jiang Jingyuan suddenly raised his hand and pushed it away with the strength he didn't know where it came from.

"I'm sorry..." The voice was hoarse and soft, light and fluffy, like fluff brushing across the river. If it weren't for Xu Shuizhou's sensitive ears, he might not have heard it.

Xu Shuizhou didn't blame him, instead he was pleasantly surprised, "Brother Jing Yuan, you're awake, that's great, I'll call my aunt right away."

"Ahem, no need, help me up." Jiang Jingyuan coughed lightly and waved his hands, looking weak and extremely pale.

Xu Shuizhou put down the medicine bowl in his hand, hurriedly helped Jiang Jingyuan up, and hurriedly took the medicine bowl, wanting to take it while the iron was hot.

Jiang Jingyuan patted Xu Shuizhou's hand lightly, and slapped the medicine bowl on the ground, breaking it into pieces in an instant.

The medicinal juice also spilled a little on Xu Shuizhou's body, Xu Shuizhou almost cried out in shock, not understanding why Jiang Jingyuan did this: "Brother Jingyuan...?"

"The medicine is poisonous... Cough cough, help me go outside." Jiang Jingyuan coughed and said softly to Xu Shuizhou.

Xu Shuizhou was shocked, the medicine was poisonous!He didn't know why, but seeing Jiang Jingyuan's affirmative expression didn't seem fake, he felt suspicious.

Jiang Jingyuan heard the commotion outside the door, and his face became even more ugly. Although Chen Xiuxiu got the name of a tough woman in the village, she was still a weak woman. Jiang Jingyuan" a confession!

At this moment, his body has just recovered, and the residual poison in his body has not yet disappeared. It is the time when he is weak, and he is a little out of breath when he speaks a little. His pale face is flushed, and he looks quite like a drowning person.

Xu Shuizhou also heard the commotion outside, suppressed the doubts in his heart, gritted his teeth, approved a coat for Jiang Jingyuan, picked him up, and walked out.

Jiang Jingyuan lay in Xu Shuizhou's arms, not embarrassed, but worried about Chen Xiuxiu outside the door.

"Jiang Yuanmao's family, you are still young, we didn't care about you when you took your child as a widow, but now your child may not be able to survive, you should hand over the land as a woman."

Jiang Laosi's original name was Jiang Yuancai, and he was of the same generation as Chen Xiuxiu's husband, Jiang Yuanmao.

When Jiang Yuanmao died before, he had this idea in mind, but at that time, the clan elders suppressed him, so he didn't dare to stand out rashly.

Now more than ten years have passed, the elders of the clan are dead, and those who don't care about things don't care about things. Chen Xiuxiu's son who has just been admitted to the scholar has also become a short-lived ghost, so he can't sit still.

As soon as they touched their lips, they persuaded several clansmen to force Chen Xiuxiu to hand over the twenty acres of paddy fields.

"You bastard, my son hasn't given up yet, how can you allow a villain like you to bark here."

Chen Xiuxiu was furious, and stared straight at Jiang Yuancai with bloodshot eyes full of anger, as if she wanted to kill someone.

There was a hatchet pinned to her waist, and she put her hand on the hatchet, ready to pull it out and chop it up if the situation was wrong. Anyway, if her son didn't survive, she wouldn't either!

"Don't struggle, your hatchet knife can scare some rogues in the village but not me. In my opinion, your family just doesn't have a good life."

Jiang Yuancai rolled his eyes when he said this, and then continued, "Look at your damn husband who just passed the exam as a scholar, and the king of Hades is going to kill him, and now your son is going to follow in his footsteps. Tell me, is your family It’s not that he did something immoral, or that your son is not a member of our Jiang family at all, so your dead ghost husband crawled out of the grave to seduce his soul.”

Chen Xiuxiu couldn't listen anymore after hearing this, scolded her husband, insulted her reputation, cursed her son, and closed her eyes helplessly. At this time, she really hoped that her husband could return to his soul and take the two of them away, so that it would be easier. Such an insult.

Two lines of clear tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, wiping the hatchet that was always on his waist, and tried to prove his innocence by death.

"Mother~"

Chen Xiuxiu was about to move, when she heard a familiar voice behind her, she was shocked.

Even Jiang Yuancai and dozens of villagers who were getting ready were shocked. Jiang Jingyuan's voice was very soft, almost inaudible in this noisy environment, but everyone's eyes were on him at the moment.

Looking at this person who they thought would not survive today.

Chen Xiuxiu reacted instantly, and used her body to block the people outside the door for Jiang Jingyuan. The eyes that were full of grief and indignation just now became full of kindness, "Jing Yuan, it's good to wake up, go into the room quickly, and the mother here will solve it." good."

After Chen Xiuxiu finished speaking, she glanced at Xu Shuizhou with dissatisfaction.

Jiang Jingyuan pulled a somewhat stiff face, showed a shy smile, and said softly, "Mother, I don't blame Ah Zhou, I asked him to take me out."

Seeing that her son was still speaking for Xu Shuizhou at this time, Chen Xiuxiu felt a little disgusted, but she still didn't speak, she just curled her lips, trying to persuade Jiang Jingyuan to go back to the house.

"Mother, I'm fine, I'm still a little weak, but I'm fine." Jiang Jingyuan knew that lying in Xu Shuizhou's arms was not an option, so he patted Xu Shuizhou's shoulder lightly, motioning him to put himself down.

Standing on the ground, his feet were still weak, but Xu Shuizhou and Chen Xiuxiu supported Jiang Jingyuan so that he didn't fall down.

Some villagers who came to make trouble saw Jiang Jingyuan's pupils shrunk in good health, and they were a little scared.

Before Jiang Yuancai said that Jiang Jingyuan would not survive today, they were encouraged to come forward to make trouble, but now Jiang Jingyuan is still fine, and they would not dare to lend them a hundred courage.

They are all mud legs in the village, how can they fight against the little husband who has been admitted to the scholar's fame.

Even Jiang Yuancai, who was so arrogant just now, was a little breathless, his mouth was tightly closed, and he stopped talking, and stopped uttering wild words.

The courtyard, which was still extremely noisy just now, became silent like a cicada.

After Jiang Jingyuan stood still, he waved his body slightly, and saluted the villagers outside the door, with a soft voice, "Jing Yuan salutes the uncles in the village."

Although Jiang Jingyuan is a scholar now, he has not yet reached the age of weak crown, so he has not taken his name, and still uses his first name.

"Little Xianggong dare not be, dare not be."

Immediately, several thin-skinned villagers jumped away, not daring to accept Jiang Jingyuan's gift.

Jiang Jingyuan didn't care about it either, he was just trying to put on a show so that he wouldn't lose his mind.

"Uncle Jiang, you are of the same generation as my father, so I will call you uncle." After Jiang Jingyuan finished his salute, his eyes fell on Jiang Yuancai who was at the front.

Jiang Yuancai's beard twitched slightly, and his dark face was a little red. Just now he called Jiang Jingyuan a short-lived ghost, but now he was standing in front of him and called him uncle. Even though he was thick-skinned, he felt a little flustered at this moment.

Jiang Jingyuan didn't care about Jiang Yuancai, and continued: "Jing Yuan knew why Fourth Uncle Jiang came here today, and there is nothing wrong with returning the paddy fields to the clan, but..."

Jiang Jingyuan's voice was very soft, but it still fell on Jiang Yuancai's ears verbatim. Hearing the first half of Jiang Jingyuan's words, Jiang Yuancai and the villagers who came to make trouble all had a look of joy on their faces.

Immediately after Jiang Jingyuan changed the subject, the anxious Jiang Yuancai hurriedly asked, "It's just what, nephew Jing Yuan, tell me quickly."

Jiang Jingyuan squinted at him, smiled slightly, closed his eyes and stopped talking, anxious Jiang Yuancai scratched his ears and cheeks.

When Jiang Jingyuan opened his eyes again, those warm and jade-like pupils suddenly turned cold, and he sneered, "It's just that I have to break it down for my fourth uncle. After breaking it down, the twenty We will return the acres of paddy fields."

"Please tell me, nephew." Jiang Yuancai happily stared at Jiang Jingyuan's words about returning the paddy field, and didn't notice Jiang Jingyuan's expression at all.

Jiang Jingyuan coughed lightly, his eyes were sharp like knives, and his voice was indifferent, "It's a long story, Fourth Uncle, please listen to me slowly."

"Did the [-] mu of paddy fields in our family be rewarded by the elders of the clan after my father was admitted as a scholar in the ninth year of Xuande and was granted the title of rensheng?"

Jiang Yuancai only wanted to listen to the main points, and at this moment he didn't carefully chew the words in Jiang Jingyuan's mouth. Without even thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Yes."

After he finished nodding, the young people around him who had come to watch the fun and read books couldn't help but gasped.

Datong Province is adjacent to Suzhou Province, and both are lands of fish and rice. The style of writing is prosperous, and there are so many scholars. Every three years, the number of applicants for the Xiangwei is as many as tens of thousands, unlike other remote provinces where the number of applicants is only a few hundred or a few thousand. It is not easy to get the title of Lin Sheng from ten thousand people.

In the past, I only heard that Jiang Xiucai's father was a scholar with excellent studies, but I didn't expect it to be so good.

The author has something to say: I saw a cutie who said that her mother doesn't like Zhouzhou, yes, because of some old things, mother really doesn't like Zhouzhou, but she won't do anything to Zhouzhou.

Our Zhou Zhou is a little clever ghost, we will not suffer, Yuan Yuan is the lubricating oil, helping to coordinate.

Tomorrow's Dragon Boat Festival, I wish everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival and a victory in the college entrance examination.