Scholar and old attack

The person kneeling on the ground at this moment is none other than Jiang Dazhuang who was beaten bloody by Jiang Jingyuan and thrown into prison.

It's just that his complexion doesn't look very good, and his figure is a little thin. It seems that he has suffered a lot in prison.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Jingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and moved away.

Jiang Dazhuang didn't feel sorry for him, and he was punished accordingly for what he did wrong. He couldn't afford his kneeling.

"I'm here to plead guilty, and I'll bring you the money for destroying your paddy fields." Jiang Dazhuang saw that Jiang Jingyuan lost his composure in an instant, and took out a cloth bag from his arms, which contained the money his parents had managed to get together after selling the rice.

The cell leader who guarded him saw that they had collected all the money and reported it to the owner, who released him.

"You take the money back, just realize your mistake, you have already suffered the punishment, it's cold on the ground, get up, you didn't let me down."

A few taels of silver, Jiang Jingyuan didn't take it seriously, the reason why he was so angry at the beginning was because they were all relatives of the same clan, they didn't take Jiang Jingyuan seriously, and it was easy to bully him.

Now that people have been fined and realized their mistakes, there is no reason for them to pay so much money.

"But my mother asked me to apologize and admit my mistake." Jiang Dazhuang was a little naive, in his consciousness, he felt that he was sorry for Jiang Jingyuan.

"No, you should be sorry for your parents. At most, you did something wrong to me, but your parents really worry about you. But if you have this awareness, before you do something wrong Think more about your family and parents, maybe the ending will be different."

The first thing many people think of before doing something wrong is themselves, and they have never considered what consequences this incident will bring to their family members.

It was he who did the wrong thing in the end, but his parents and family suffered with him.

People who have family members in their hearts will never do such things that harm others or themselves.

Jiang Dazhuang lowered his head and pondered carefully, thinking that after this incident, his parents broke his legs for him, borrowed money from relatives, stuffed money and took the doctor to the prison to help him see a doctor, and then collected the money after harvesting the rice.

On the other hand, Jiang Chengzhu's mother next door didn't care about him at all, and she gave him the medicine on her body. She stared at the prison door eagerly all day long, but she never found the person she wanted to see, which is also pitiful.

The more Jiang Dazhuang recalled, the more watery his eyes became, and his nose became sore.

Jiang Jingyuan shook his head, feeling sorry for the parents all over the world.

After Jiang Dazhuang figured it out, he kowtowed to Jiang Jingyuan to express his gratitude, "No matter what, I still want to thank you. If you hadn't punished me that day, I'm afraid I can only hang half my life now."

Jiang Dazhuang is stupid but he is not stupid. He also hated Jiang Jingyuan when he was in the cell. Why do people of the same clan hate him so much.

It wasn't until he saw Jiang Chengzhu's wounds that could not heal for a long time, and saw other prisoners in the cell that he gradually came to his senses.

How can the hand strength of a scholar be the same as that of a martial artist?

No matter how you say it, Jiang Jingyuan is a scholar who does not work hard. Although the whip hurt him and looked scary, it was just some skin trauma.

The wounds on Jiang Chengzhu's body were fatal, and every whip was extremely severe. It was hot today, and the wound on the outside was not good, but pus began to ooze inside, and his whole body stinks a little in the cell.

It can be seen that Jiang Jingyuan still has some affection for him, otherwise why would such a dignified scholar come to do such a cheap thing.

"Go home." Jiang Jingyuan's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't take this matter to heart.

"En." Jiang Dazhuang thought of his parents at home, felt relieved, got up from the ground, and rushed home.

"Hey hey, Mr. Jiang is dragging someone who went astray again." Just as Jiang Dazhuang left, Qin Chujiu's laughter came from behind Jiang Jingyuan.

Jiang Jingyuan smiled and didn't answer.

When Xu Shuizhou came out of the shower, Chen Xiuxiu and He Yuzhu also set up meals and greeted Qin Chujiu to take a seat. They all knew each other, and there were not many people in the family, so they didn't need to eat at separate tables.

When people are tired, eating coarse grains is delicious, and a table of good wine and good food is served, Qin Chujiu is dizzy after eating, and it is not until nightfall that he staggers home with a lantern.

Only then did Jiang Jingyuan hold his sore and swollen body on the chair and refused to get up to move around. His whole body was about to fall apart after a day.

I really experienced what it means to drop sweat into the soil, and every grain is hard work.

"Look, you two can do it. To save two hundred Wen, you worked yourself to death. In the end, you spent all the money you saved during the dinner and wine at night."

Chen Xiuxiu cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, watched Qin Chujiu drink three or four jars of wine, and sighed.

"Spend money to buy a lesson." Jiang Jingyuan slumped on the chair, looked at Xu Shuizhou and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

Xu Shuizhou bit his lip, not to be outdone, "I won't be allowed to do the work at home, and I won't do the work outside. Sooner or later, I will become useless."

"Nonsense, there are some people who let Mrs. Xiucai do the work. If Jing Yuan doesn't like extravagance, I would like to buy some maids and servants to come home." Chen Xiuxiu shook her head and disagreed with Xu Shuizhou's words.

If her husband hadn't passed away early, she wouldn't have suffered such hardships. She has been studying for more than ten years, and seeking a fame is not to make her family continue to suffer.

"What a servant girl can do, I can do too." Xu Shuizhou insisted.

"Stupid child, Jing Yuan of our family didn't come back to marry you to work, so don't always make yourself so miserable." Chen Xiuxiu sideways avoided Xu Shuizhou's hand who wanted to come to help.

"You, just take good care of our family Jing Yuan, and strive to have more than a few children a year. Our family's heirs are weak, so we can only rely on you."

Chen Xiuxiu said with a smile while busy with work, "Don't worry about your stomach not being up to date. I asked the doctor. This brother's son's heirs are so thin because he didn't take good care of his body. Several children are fine."

"Mother—" Xu Shuizhou's face blushed instantly, there were four people in the room, saying this really made him want to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"Mother, I didn't marry Ah Zhou to have children." Jiang Jingyuan's face was also slightly red, and he coughed lightly to cover it up.

"Mother knows, but no matter how you say it, you have to have one or two children, otherwise the backbone of our family will be broken, and those people outside will make countless jokes to laugh at us."

Chen Xiuxiu put the washed dishes and chopsticks away, and continued, "People in the world say that many children are blessed, but poor people only know how to give birth and don't know how to raise them. This is the way of the world. If you don't give birth, it's not Ah Zhou who is suffering. "

"Mother, I understand, but this child's matter can't be rushed." Jiang Jingyuan glanced at Xu Shuizhou who was about to bury his head in the ground, and whispered.

"It's been two or three months since you two got married, and it will be soon." Chen Xiuxiu glanced at Xu Shuizhou's stomach. She was pregnant with Jiang Jingyuan three months after they got married, and others said she was a blessed one.

Xu Shuizhou grabbed the hem of his clothes with his hands, and said nothing, thinking that he and Jiang Jingyuan hadn't consummated their marriage until now, he felt a dull pain in his heart, and he really couldn't figure out why A Yuan didn't want to consummate their marriage with him.

"How can it be so fast." Jiang Jingyuan was quite unconfident when he said this, "You have to take care of Ah Zhou's body first, and the doctor didn't say that you can only give birth after taking care of your body. I heard that giving birth to a child is like going through the gate of hell. It's been a while."

What Jiang Jingyuan said reminded the scene of the two mothers giving birth, thinking that when they were children, they almost died, and I still feel a little scared.

"Yes, I remembered it when you said it like this. I'll ask a few doctors in the morning to see if this brother has any prescriptions for recuperation."

After Jiang Jingyuan's incident, Chen Xiuxiu didn't dare to seek medical treatment from only one doctor. She would rather spend more money and ask more doctors to ensure safety.

It is said that this doctor hangs the pot to help the world, rejuvenates with his wonderful hands, saves the dying and heals the wounded, but who knows that this doctor is the real murderer and invisible, if Jiang Jingyuan is not clever, I am afraid they really do not know that there is something wrong with this doctor.

"Yes, ask more doctors. The best thing is food tonic. It's three-point poisonous. Drinking too much medicine is not good. Food tonic doesn't have such scruples."

Jiang Jingyuan saw that Chen Xiuxiu's attention shifted from childbirth to health care, so he hurriedly brought the topic to this direction.

"And the two mothers also need to make up for it. Now that there is no shortage of money in the family, we can no longer lose our health. It is best to ask what is the most nourishing for three meals a day."

The more Jiang Jingyuan said, the brighter Chen Xiuxiu's eyes were, "My son is smart and thoughtful. I will go to the county to ask the doctor tomorrow."

"Sister Xiuxiu, help me sell a pair of embroidery by the way." Seeing that Chen Xiuxiu was going out, He Yuzhu hurriedly handed over the embroidery she had embroidered.

She was already very embarrassed to live in Jiang's house, but she could no longer let her son-in-law take care of her with peace of mind. She was good at sewing, so she had no problem supporting herself, and she could save a little money to help Jing Yuan and the others relieve a little pressure.

"Sister Yuzhu still embroiders, you don't want those eyes anymore?" Chen Xiuxiu blamed He Yuzhu a little bit, this embroidery is the most useless, and He Yuzhu doesn't know how much embroidery has been done over the years.

In the past, everyone was poor, so she didn't say much, but now Jing Yuan and Shui Zhou are both capable, and it would be unreasonable to continue to work like this without a lack of income in the family.

"I know, I don't do as much as before. I'm used to it. I'm not used to it suddenly letting me relax." He Yuzhu explained with a smile.

"It's good that you know what's in your mind." Chen Xiuxiu didn't try to persuade her too much, and He Yuzhu was not a child, she knew what to do more or less, and she didn't have to do anything foolish.

Jiang Jingyuan felt relieved when he saw that the topic had completely moved away from having a baby, because he was afraid that his mother would stare at A Zhou's belly.

I can't afford to provoke the birth of the captain.

After chatting for a while, several people were tired, so they went back to their rooms to sleep. Xu Shuizhou dawdled for a long time before walking into the room nervously.

"Why, what's wrong?" Jiang Jingyuan asked as he saw him leaning against the door with his head down.

Xu Shuizhou shook his head slowly, stepped into the room, and helped spread the bedding.

Jiang Jingyuan lay down and felt that Xu Shuizhou was weird, but when he turned around, he saw Xu Shuizhou undressing!

Summer clothes are already thin, and a set of obscene clothes is enough under the coat, but Xu Shuizhou wants to take off the obscene clothes, so it is possible that he is going to force it...

Jiang Jingyuan hurriedly moved his body inside, turned his back to Xu Shuizhou, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Xu Shuizhou turned around and heard Jiang Jingyuan's long breathing, sighed softly, blew out the candle, and fell into a deep sleep while lying outside.

In the darkness, Jiang Jingyuan opened his eyes, feeling angry and ashamed.

----

The next day, both of them got up with sore, swollen and painful bodies. They felt that the whole body was going to fall apart. There was still dull pain in all the joints of their bodies, and they were repulsed even when they walked.

However, there were loud noises coming from outside the house, which made the two people who were about to sleep in had to get up to check what happened outside the house.

"Ah Yuan, you rest, I'll go out and have a look." Seeing Jiang Jingyuan frowning, Xu Shuizhou stood up voluntarily.

"Let's go together." Jiang Jingyuan propped up half of his body, got up and put on his clothes with difficulty, arranged his hair casually a few times, washed in a hurry, and went to open the door.

"Goddamned scholar, put my son in prison, now only half of his life is left, why are you so cruel, I, Cai Hua'er, will let everyone in Jiangyu Village see your face clearly today .”

As soon as he opened the door, Jiang Jingyuan heard harsh sounds from outside the door, his brows frowned, and an indescribable feeling of disgust surged up in his heart.

Xu Shuizhou followed Jiang Jingyuan, and kept paying attention to Jiang Jingyuan's expression. Seeing that he was not happy, he hurriedly stepped forward and scolded, "Aunt Cai, you are crying and mourning early in the morning. If you want to go home and make trouble, don't leave it on others. Bad luck at the door."

"Hey, do you have the status to speak like a brother? You all look at this is Mrs. Xiucai. She opens her mouth and keeps her mouth shut. It shows how vicious her heart is."

Cai Hua'er squinted at Xu Shuizhou, and didn't take Xu Shuizhou seriously, he was just a brother, even if he became the wife of a scholar, he was not enough to be afraid of.

Xu Shuizhou frowned, he had never seen someone who made trouble at the door of someone's house and beat him up.

Jiang Jingyuan stepped forward to protect Xu Shuizhou in front of him, frowned and said in a cold voice, "You better give me an explanation, otherwise I don't mind throwing you in prison too."

Seeing Jiang Jingyuan frowning, Cai Hua'er shrank slightly, but when she thought of Jiang Dazhuang coming back, she also said that her son was almost dead in prison.

As a mother, she must seek justice for her son, and she wants to scrape Jiang Jingyuan of more than a dozen taels of silver, how can she see a doctor for her son without money.

Thinking of her son who was about to die of illness, Cai Huaer gained confidence, pinched her thigh, wiped her tears, and cried loudly, "You are the most cruel scholar, my son is about to die of illness in prison, even if my son If he did something wrong, he can be imprisoned for two days for the sake of the same clan, there is no need to kill him."

Of course, Jiang Jingyuan recognized that Cai Hua'er was Jiang Chengzhu's mother. When he saw this aunt take a whip for Jiang Chengzhu that day, he felt that the mother was a bit aggressive, at least she still had affection for his son.

It doesn't seem that way now.

"Your son is dying, why don't you go to see him in prison, and argue in front of my house whether I can cure the disease or be a god to make him better." Jiang Jingyuan has never had a good impression of such arrogant and unreasonable people.

Generally, if you encounter them, you will avoid them far away, but it is not good to bully them.

"Then, that jailer has to stuff money in order to enter the prison. I, I, a woman, don't have money to pay for it." Cai Hua'er cried until tears flowed out of her nose, and she wiped her snot with her sleeves. Go wipe your face.

Seeing Jiang Jingyuan frowning frequently, Jiang Jingyuan had no choice but to look elsewhere in order not to disgust himself.

"What does that have to do with me?"

"It was you who sent my son to prison so cruelly. If it wasn't for you, how could he become what he is now? Jiang Jingyuan, you don't deserve to be a scholar. Master Xiucai is not as cruel as you."

Cai Hua'er said with righteous indignation, and moved her footsteps in front of Jiang Jingyuan. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Xu Shuizhou quickly took out a pole from behind the door and blocked Cai Hua'er, not allowing her to approach Jiang Jingyuan.

Jiang Jingyuan smiled contemptuously, and the trouble for a long time was not about money.

"It's not that I taught him to poison the fish in the fields, and I didn't write the laws of Ming Dynasty. If you think that I, Jiang Jingyuan, did something wrong, you can go to the county government to sue. If you feel that the county magistrate is protecting me , you can also go to the prefect of Datong to sue, if the prefect of Datong is still unreasonable, you can also go to the capital to sue the imperial court, and you don’t have to be a hero in front of my door.”

What Jiang Jingyuan said left Cai Hua'er speechless.

How could she sue as a woman, but when she saw an official, she couldn't even speak clearly, let alone reason.

"I, I, I am an ordinary woman, how can I beat you, a scholar, I don't even know which way the yamen's door opens, and it will be whatever you say."

Cai Hua'er paused for a moment before thinking of something, and continued, the saliva sprayed on Jiang Jingyuan's body.

Jiang Jingyuan's frown deepened, his expression became more stern, and his eyes were terribly deep.

The clothes he was wearing today were made by Ah Zhou himself, and he only wore them for the second time today.

Jiang Jingyuan moved away from Cai Hua'er, and said indifferently, "What does that have to do with me? Even now, I hope this aunt will respect herself. If she still wants to bark in front of Jing Yuan's gate, don't blame Jing Yuan for doing it again." I want to bring out the laws of Ming Dynasty and blah blah blah.”

"What's wrong, even talking in front of your house is a crime?" Cai Hua'er was still wiping tears beside her, but when she heard Jiang Jingyuan's words, she froze on the spot, a tear stuck in her eye socket that couldn't fall for a long time, then The facial expressions are always funny.

"It's okay to talk in front of my house, but it's different to gather a crowd to make trouble."

When Jiang Jingyuan spoke, his eyes fell lightly on the ordinary clansmen who were watching the theater around.

He didn't believe that a bullying master like Cai Hua'er would dare to come to the door alone if no one encouraged her behind her back.

Sure enough, there were a few malicious people in the crowd who looked at Jiang Jingyuan's cold eyes and unconsciously shuddered.

I thought that Jiang Xiucai would be scared when he heard about the dead man, and if they took the opportunity to threaten him, they would be able to extract a sum of money from him no matter what.

I didn't expect that people didn't care about the dead at all, which made their wishful thinking come to nothing, and they all became disgraced.

If these people knew that Jiang Jingyuan was so ruthless that he dared to kill people, let alone one more corpse in the prison, they would not think so.

"I-I didn't..."

Cai Hua'er wanted to refute that she didn't gather a crowd to make trouble, and the people around were all to watch the excitement, but Jiang Jingyuan didn't give her a chance to explain at all.

"No matter what the matter is, it's still the same sentence. If you are not convinced, just go to the yamen to sue. I, Jiang Jingyuan, will accompany you at any time. If anyone comes to make trouble again, they will all be locked up in the yamen."

"I'll count one, two, three, and those who watch the excitement in front of my house will all be regarded as troublemakers."

"One"

"two"

……

Before Jiang Jingyuan could count to three, the spectators in front of the door suddenly disappeared. Even Cai Hua'er, who was not reconciled, was more than ten meters away from Jiang Jingyuan's house.

Seeing Xu Shuizhou was dumbfounded, so it can be like this?

"The next time someone comes to your door to provoke trouble, they will all report it to the officials." Jiang Jingyuan was also irritated by this group of villagers.

The repeated forbearance has already worn away his good temper.

"En." Xu Shuizhou nodded emphatically, expressing that he remembered it in his heart.

Jiang Jingyuan yawned, went back to wash up again, and changed all the clothes. He always felt that the clothes smelled like a shrew.

Xu Shuizhou spread out yesterday's thick mats for drying millet, and took advantage of the good sun these two days to quickly dry them and store them in storage.

Jiang Jingyuan carried the changed clothes and went out to put them away, followed by helping for a while, seeing the whole yard covered with golden rice, he suddenly felt that yesterday's hard work was worth it.

"Have you ever weighed how much rice you have harvested this year?" Jiang Jingyuan couldn't measure how many catties of rice there were.

Xu Shuizhou estimated, "There are about twenty stones."

In the Ming Dynasty, one stone was about 150 catties, and only 3000 mu of land produced more than [-] catties of rice. This is still without taxation.

It is equivalent to only one stone per mu. Think about how those people who only have one or two mu of land in their families live. After taxation, there is really nothing left.

"Twenty stones are enough for the family to eat for a year, and there is still some leftover." Xu Shuizhou silently calculated.

There are four people in the family, and they don’t eat much. They only eat about ten shi for a year plus flour and other miscellaneous things, and the remaining ten shi can be sold.

It is good that Datong is next to Suzhou. If there is a caravan from the north to harvest rice, it can be sold for one tael of silver per stone, which is two taels higher than selling it to the local grain shop in Datong.

Ten stones can also add two taels of silver.

Earning 12 taels of silver a year is also a good income.

Of course, these are all based on A Yuan's reputation as a scholar. If he was just an ordinary person, he would have to pay [-]% of the tax per mu of land to the court.

Of course, the [-] mu of land would not be given to A Yuan.

It can be seen how lofty the status of scholars in the Ming Dynasty was.

"By the way, I heard you talking to brother Jiu yesterday, saying that you want to preside over the corvee?" Xu Shuizhou asked while turning the rice over with a rake while chasing the birds that came from time to time.

"Well, Ah Zhou, do you think I should seize this opportunity?" Jiang Jingyuan sat on the edge of the door with a look of confusion in his eyes.

Xu Shuizhou was puzzled, "Having such an opportunity is the dream of every scholar."

Anyway, last night Qin Chujiu repeatedly said how powerful the governor is. How many scholars are gearing up after hearing such news, just to win the favor of the governor, so they know how important this matter is.

"Ah Zhou, you know me, I'm not a flatterer."

Jiang Jingyuan tilted his head. Originally, he just wanted to pass the imperial examination and slowly advance to the entrance examination, but after learning about the official system of the Ming Dynasty, Jiang Jingyuan gradually lost confidence.

If there is no backer behind him, I am afraid that it will be very difficult to obtain fame. Whether it is for the original Jiang Jingyuan, or for himself and his family, this fame must be tested.

So he had to find a backer to strengthen himself, otherwise, just like today, any cat or dog could bully him.

Xu Shuizhou pondered for a long time and said, "Ah Yuan, let's take this corvée as a kind of exercise. It's not for flattery, but just to make the people who are suffering and burdened feel more relaxed."

Countless people die in corvée every year. After the corvée ends, coffin shops and incense shops can make a fortune for a while, forming a peak season.

If anyone can go to corvée and save a few deaths, he must be the benefactor of the people in the whole world, and he must be the most capable person.

Jiang Jingyuan felt better when he heard Xu Shuizhou say this, stepped forward to touch Xu Shuizhou's hot head, and said with a smile, "Being comforted by you like this, I suddenly feel great."

"A Yuan is great in the first place, and scholars are all great. Now I feel dizzy when I read the Four Books and Five Classics." Xu Shuizhou lowered his head a little embarrassed, and asked him to settle the accounts. It is really sleepy to ask him to read.

Jiang Jingyuan smiled. In fact, he also wanted to say that he was sleepy while reading, so he refrained from saying so as not to destroy his image in Xu Shuizhou's mind.

----

After finishing their work at home and resting for a few days, the two went to the county to inspect the property together.

In fact, there is no need to check. On weekdays, there is a grandfather to help take care of it, and there are two mothers who can't make any troubles. It is said that it is to check the property, it is better to say that the two of them go out for a walk.

There is a horse at home to travel, and it is also fast to go to the county if there is an emergency.

Summer is too hot, walking on the road is like charcoal grilling, and riding a horse is windy, which can speed up the pace.

Jiang Jingyuan and Xu Shuizhou were on their way to the county seat, and a group of people also rushed to Wutong County in a carriage.

"Xuesong, why did you come with me when I went to Wutong County for business?" A corner of the carriage was raised, revealing a bright and generous face, the lotus on the back of the hand was bright red, looking out the window at the white-clothed white-horse boy.

"Jun Xi, I'm not here for fun, Nuo, I'm here for this book." Lin Xuesong took out a book from his arms and handed it to Mu Junxi.

Mu Junxi just flipped through the books at random. He knew that his friend loved the story books the most, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't read them for a day, but he had never seen a friend sneak out because of someone who wrote the story books.

"Xue Song, don't be afraid that you fell in love with the young master in this storybook, and want to meet the young master Huangliang who wrote the storybook?" Mu Junxi joked, "But I heard that the writers of the storybook are usually down-and-out scholars , sloppy, it must be different from what I imagined."

Lin Xuesong's expression became weird, and his pretty face was full of fear, "Don't let me know who this young man is, or I will grab him and wrap him in a sack and beat him up."

"He didn't mess with you, isn't that bad?" Mu Junxi frowned slightly, not understanding how it was just a book writer from Wutong County who messed with Lin Xuesong.

"He, he wrote my favorite character to death..." Lin Xuesong said without confidence.

Ever since he read this storybook that was handed down from Wutong County, he couldn't see other books in his mind anymore. When he thought of the character in the book who didn't know that his lover was waiting for him silently until his death, I shed tears in distress.

I really want to ask this writer in front of him, why is his heart so cruel, why can't they let their lovers get married.

Mu Junxi looked at this friend who was too involved in the drama, and shook his head helplessly, it was just a storybook, so it doesn't matter.

But thinking of coming to Wutong County to do business, I have nothing to worry about. With such a friend by my side, I don't feel lonely. Anyway, my friend may not be able to find this book writer, and there will be no trouble if I take care of myself.

When he came to Wutong County Bookstore, the first thing Xu Shuizhou checked were all kinds of books, "A Yuan, the volume of the winery seems to have increased a lot recently, and there are still many unfinished orders."

"As expected." Jiang Jingyuan was not surprised. The people of the Ming Dynasty loved wine, and if they had a little spare money at home, they would pour a pot of wine.

The fruit wine that comes out of Jiang Jingyuan's workshop tastes good and the price is reasonable, naturally more people buy it, and there will not be too much conflict with the wine sold by the government.

After all, people who are used to drinking strong wine will not come to drink such light wine, and those who drink light wine cannot afford strong wine.

Holding the proceeds from the winery, Jiang Jingyuan suddenly felt proud, "I will pay for whatever I want to buy today."

"What are you buying? The money has to be returned to my uncle. We just picked up all of my uncle's money. I heard that he didn't even have any money to reward servants recently."

Xu Shuizhou scratched his head and shook his head. If he couldn't make money, he would forget about Ren Quan. Without his support, the family businesses would not be able to start.

"His dyeing workshop hasn't been finished yet?" Jiang Jingyuan didn't pay much attention to these interpersonal relationships, and looked for books in the bookstore to see if he could use them.

"I heard that it was for the sake of making a blockbuster when the tribute was selected at the end of the year, and completely shocked the Liu family." Xu Shuizhou flew up the abacus in his left hand and the brush in his right hand, and quickly checked a page of the account book.

"Da da da"

The rhythmic abacus sound is pleasant and comfortable.

"It will take half a year." Jiang Jingyuan found a favorite book and took it out of the shelf. Seeing Xu Shuizhou's little hands flicking the abacus, he felt a little emotional, "I really should buy you a golden abacus."

"One tael of gold is ten taels of silver. A gold abacus must weigh two catties. An abacus costs 200 taels. It's not worthwhile, and ten taels of silver may not be exchanged for gold."

Xu Shuizhou was distracted from talking to Jiang Jingyuan while he was doing calculations.

Gold was scarce in the Ming Dynasty. In theory, one tael of gold was ten taels of silver, but actually one tael of gold was more than ten taels of silver, because what one tael of gold could buy was ten taels of silver or even 15 taels?Silver may not necessarily be able to buy.

If anyone can have a gold ingot, it must be a big family among the big ones.

"Then you really don't need to leave some money to buy something for you?"

"No, as long as I can eat enough and dress warmly." Xu Shuizhou counted the books without raising his head. He likes to make money, but he doesn't like to spend it on himself.

"Then I'll pay the money back." Jiang Jingyuan took the money and pretended to go out.

As a result, he didn't see Xu Shuizhou chasing him until he walked out the door, so he smiled helplessly.

It happened to be out of the house, so I went to send money to Ren Quan.

Before reaching Ren's mansion, he ran into Ren Quan's carriage, and when he saw Jiang Jingyuan, he told the driver to turn around quickly.

"Why is this ghost asking for money coming again? I really don't have any money."

Ren Quan took out the last five or three copper coins from his bosom, feeling a little distressed, the young master who once ignored hundreds of taels of silver, now feels distressed because of the three copper coins!

When Jiang Jingyuan opened his mouth later, his last five taels of silver would not be able to save the miserable situation, and his heart throbbed violently.

These two are so powerful that they don't even give him a pair of underpants.

He hurriedly stuffed five taels of silver into the sole of the shoe, even if he was crippled with a pinched foot today, he would never take it out.

"Uncle, why are you running?" No matter how fast the carriage was, it couldn't run in this busy county town, and Jiang Jingyuan overtook him within three or two steps.

"Ha, Jing Yuan, I suddenly remembered that I forgot something at home." Ren Quan smiled cheerfully, pretending not to see Jiang Jingyuan.

Jiang Jingyuan twitched the corner of his mouth and pointed to the teahouse next to him, "The weather is fine today, please go to the teahouse and tell me how it is."

Ren Quan's face turned bitter all of a sudden, he really has no money, and going to the teahouse would cost about one or two taels of silver, probably?

"I invited my uncle, thanks to my help these days." Jiang Jingyuan pulled Ren Quan out of the carriage, as if he had read his mind.

When Ren Quan heard Jiang Jingyuan's words that he was treating guests, he couldn't care less, and happily stood up and prepared to get off the carriage.

"Crack-"

The silver money stuffed in the shoes hurt my feet immediately, and it was painful.

"What?" Jiang Jingyuan turned around and asked.

Ren Quanyi looked a little embarrassed. It would be embarrassing to take out the money stuffed in the shoe in front of Jiang Jingyuan, so he endured the pain and got out of the carriage pretending to be calm.

Standing outside the car at the soles of his feet felt pain all the time, but his face still couldn't show the pain, and he dragged Jiang Jingyuan to the nearby teahouse quickly.

"Xiao Er, serve a pot of good tea."

Enduring the severe pain, he went upstairs and found a random place to sit down, Ren Quan let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking up and seeing Jiang Jingyuan's puzzled eyes, he explained with an embarrassed smile, "It's too hot, I'm thirsty."

Jiang Jingyuan also smiled awkwardly, "Understand, understand."

"Hahahaha." Ren Quan laughed to divert his attention, waited until Xiaoer finished serving tea, then picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, pretending to be very thirsty.

Jiang Jingyuan picked up the teacup lightly, and took a sip after slowly blowing it to cool down. The tea in the restaurant was so-so, not worth tasting.

"Xiaoer will serve some of your special dishes." Soon it was noon, Ren Quan thought that Jiang Jingyuan was going to treat him anyway, so he settled for lunch in the teahouse by the way.

Most of the people who come to the teahouse to drink tea are here to discuss business or listen to operas. On the stage downstairs, a storyteller is sitting on the stage, spitting and talking, and there are many applauding people beside him.

Although the food in the teahouse was mediocre, it was good to be full. For Ren Quan who hadn't gone out for a meal for a long time, he didn't care much.

There were two good-looking boys sitting at the next table, listening attentively to the storyteller downstairs, when they saw a man who was devouring the food next to him, and cast a questioning look.

Jiang Jingyuan felt a little guilty, as if the wool was squeezed too hard, too much.

"Uncle, I originally planned to order another table at the Phoenix Tower." Jiang Jingyuan looked a little embarrassed. He cooperated with the Phoenix Tower on drinks, and it was cheap to eat. He seemed to have forgotten to tell Ren Quan.

"Ask this little brother about something." Mu Junxi didn't notice that these two people didn't seem to be here to drink tea, but when he heard them talking about the Phoenix Tower, he still couldn't help but pay attention.

"Excuse me." Jiang Jingyuan nodded.

"I heard that the Phoenix Tower is the largest restaurant in Wutong County. Ah, we are from another county and we are going to have a banquet with friends, so I want to find out more clearly." Mu Junxi said with a smile.

Jiang Jingyuan squinted his eyes and looked at Mu Junxi. The clothes on his body looked very delicate. It seemed that he came from a rich family, someone who could afford to invite guests to the Phoenix Tower.

"En." Jiang Jingyuan nodded, and stopped talking.

Mu Junxi waited for a long time and didn't hear Jiang Jingyuan's answer, feeling a little baffled.

It was Ren Quan who explained to him with a smile, "My nephew doesn't like to talk to strangers, you just asked him if Phoenix Tower is the biggest restaurant in Wutong County, and he said yes with a hum."

"No, no answer like this." Mu Junxi saw that Jiang Jingyuan was a scholar in a long gown, and thought that he would talk about the Phoenix Tower at length, but ended with the word um.

Ren Quan smiled and stopped talking.

Jiang Jingyuan took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket and handed them to Ren Quan, "Thank you for my brother-in-law's consolation a while ago. The family property has earned money, and the money should be returned."

When Ren Quan saw a large handful of banknotes, his eyes were straightened, and he snatched them into his arms without counting them, and his lack of confidence just now became more confident in an instant.

The food on the table was no longer eye-catching, "Jing Yuan, go to the Phoenix Tower and order a table of good food, and I will listen to the opera in the teahouse."

"I'll call Xiaoer." Jiang Jingyuan stretched out his hand to stop a Cha Xiaoer but was stopped by Ren Quan, "Go yourself and hurry up."

Jiang Jingyuan frowned, but seeing Ren Quan's insistence, he turned around and went downstairs to the Phoenix Tower.

As soon as Ren Quan waited for Jiang Jingyuan to leave, he bent down and took out the silver in his shoes, and hid it in his bosom