Chapter 6: 51-60

Chapter 51

"Give this letter to Steward Wang."

Xia Yang asked the person in charge of the vegetable cart with a serious face, "Please be sure to give it to him."

"Don't worry." The person in charge of the cart said, "I will definitely give it to the steward in person."

"Thank you." Xia Yang bowed his hands to thank him.

After watching the person in charge leave, Xia Yang turned around and looked for Zhang Liu again, "Brother Zhang, do you have something I want to ask you for help?"

"Just ask." Zhang Liu said, "I will never refuse to help if I can."

"I wonder if Brother Zhang has any acquaintances in the prefectural city?" Xia Yang asked.

"Prefectural city?" Zhang Liu was puzzled.

Xia Yang told the story of Liu's father, "I also asked Uncle Wang to help look for him, but it's inconvenient to act outside, and looking for a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so I want to ask Brother Zhang if he has any acquaintances in the city. One more person means more strength."

"Oh." Zhang Liu paused, "Yes, leave it to me, I will find a way to help you find the person."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Xia Yang felt relieved a lot, knowing that Zhang Liu was not a boastful person, "If you find the person, make sure to let him return as soon as possible. His family is thinking about him."

"Of course." Zhang Liu smiled and said, "Now your Liujia Village is no longer what it used to be, and he should come back to enjoy his retirement."

"That's right." Xia Yang agreed, "The children have grown up, how can they leave their hometown and work hard again."

"I heard that Liu Xiucai's father was a soldier and a very powerful figure." Zhang Liu said, "In that case, you don't have to worry too much."

"I don't know." Xia Yang shook his head. He really didn't care about these things. "I just came to Liujia Village for a few days, and the old man went out to work. We didn't even talk a few times."

He didn't seem to have talked to Liu's father in his memory.

"Oh." Zhang Liu understood. "I heard that Liu Xiucai is the son that Uncle Liu loves the most. He has done a lot for Liu Xiucai, and the villagers are still afraid of him."

"Among the brothers, Xiao Xiucai is the best-looking and the youngest one. It is inevitable that he loves him more." Xia Yang smiled and said, "However, the eldest and second brothers don't have this idea at all. They said that they are also valued and have nothing less than Xiao Xiucai."

"Liu Xiucai's mother?" Zhang Liu asked hesitantly, "I heard that they don't like this youngest son very much. It seems that the villagers are reluctant to talk about this. Judging from their expressions, it seems that it is not Liu Xiucai's own problem?"

"It's just that the young scholar's father likes him more." Xia Yang smiled indifferently: "He is willing to spend some money. Women are frugal by nature."

Xia Yang told some of the things he knew, especially the fact that Liu's father was willing to spend one or two taels of silver to buy a roast chicken for Liu Jingwen.

"The two chicken legs and chicken wings belong to the young scholar, and the rest are divided among the other children in the family." Xia Yang said: "Maybe it's because of this that he feels that he is spoiled too much." As

he said these words, he suddenly felt something was wrong. This was not a big deal. Why did Liu's mother care about it so much that she was always a little cold to Liu Jingwen.

"Greedy." Zhang Liu sneered.

How could a child who is not his own get more love than his own child? I just don't know how much money she earned compared to the money she spent.

"I'll leave this matter to Brother Zhang. I'll leave first." Xia Yang didn't want to talk about this anymore, so he got up and prepared to go back.

"Don't worry, I will find a way to find him." Zhang Liu stood up to see him off. "It's not a big deal. Brother Xia, you don't need to be so polite."

...

A few days later, at the dock of Fucheng.

A man in gray appeared beside Liu's father. "Excuse me, father-in-law, is this Liu Chenghe from Liujia Village?" Liu

's father's body was tense, his eyes fell on the man, and he looked at him carefully and said, "Yes." "Liu Jingwen, is Liu Xiucai your son?" the man in gray said. "Uh." As soon as he finished speaking, Liu's father grabbed his throat and pointed the dagger in his sleeve at his chest. "Who are you?" The man in gray didn't dare to move. He said hoarsely and hard: "I, my brother, know Liu Xiucai, and he asked me to find you back." "Who is your brother? How did he know my son?" Liu's father did not relax his vigilance, and asked with cold eyes: "How did you find me?" "Zhang Liu." The man in gray said: "My brother, he knew him when he was building a house for your son. You should have heard of him. He specializes in building houses in your town." Liu's father did not move, waiting for his next words. "I have a letter in my arms." The gray-clothed man raised his hands. "You can take it yourself. It's written by Wang Hao, your son's classmate." Father Liu retracted the dagger and head. When he heard Wang Hao, even though he believed it, he continued to pinch his throat. "Don't move. Tell me how you found me?" "Do you still need to ask?" The gray-clothed man wanted to roll his eyes at him. "You didn't change your surname. You flaunted yourself at the dock to show your difference. Your age and appearance are consistent." After reading the letter, Father Liu found a code left by Liu Jingwen. He took back his hands and apologized. "Sorry." He bowed his hands to thank him and explained: "Thank you and your brother. The dock has been a bit chaotic recently. I have to be careful." "Oh." The gray-clothed man thought to himself: Sure enough! He really found out that he was being monitored. "No problem." The gray-clothed man said: "I can escort you back to your hometown. Our escort agency has some goods to be transported over these days. We can set off together." "Okay." Father Liu was not polite. He just looked at the gray-clothed man and agreed. When Wang, the steward of the prefecture city, received Xia Yang's letter, he immediately sent people out to look for him. When his people found the dock, Liu's father had already set off. ... Capital, General Chu's Mansion. "General." Zhao Yujiang was angry, "Who is it? Who is so insidious? He actually exposed this matter." He had just returned to the capital when he heard that his general was cheated on, and the matter had been spreading in the capital for a long time. "It doesn't matter who exposed it." Chu Yuwen said: "This is the fact, how can we not let people talk about it." There was no expression on his handsome face, and his soft and affectionate peach blossom eyes were without any color, like a pool of dead water, deep and silent. "Don't pay attention to these." Chu Yuwen was extremely indifferent, and said lightly: "What am I afraid of now? There is nothing worth fearing anymore." "Alas!" Zhao Yujiang remembered the words he scolded Liu Chenghe, because he left without permission and almost let his general be cheated. Little did he know that he had already been cheated, and it was still in the capital, making people laugh and oppress. It's better to embarrass himself in Dongchuan Prefecture! "Go ahead." Chu Yuwen waved calmly, "You've worked hard all the way, go back and rest early." "That." Zhao Yujiang hesitated for a while, glanced at the general, "Your subordinate, your subordinate saw Liu Chenghe." "Liu Chenghe?" Chu Yuwen's body stiffened, and there was a moment of dullness on his expressionless face. He slowly clenched his hands. This name is a taboo for him. He deliberately forgot it for so many years, and he was afraid that it would touch his heart. "He is not doing well now." Zhao Yujiang said: "He works as a coolie at the dock in the city, and his coarse cloth clothes are shabby." "I am sorry for him." Chu Yuwen was silent for a long time, and finally said: "I trust his character. Liu Chenghe will not abandon the general's mansion for no reason." "It's my selfishness." He said with difficulty. At this moment, he faced his own heart. He was a little angry with Liu Chenghe, but the situation at that time was also because he didn't want to implicate those who had always been loyal to him. "I have a child." Chu Yuwen, under the table, with his hands on his abdomen, said against his will: "It's an illegitimate child, who was taken back to the general's mansion to be raised. I was in a hurry to go to the battlefield at that time, and asked Liu Chenghe to help take care of it." But I didn't expect it! Zhao Yujiang was shocked to hear what his general said, "This? We haven't heard Chenghe say that." "When I took him back." Chu Yuwen said: "You and Changqing were not in the capital. In less than two months, the news of my death came out, and the child was gone with it." Chu Yuwen went to the battlefield, and then the news of his death came out. When he woke up, he had been sent to the capital for treatment. It was too late to send someone back. Liu Chenghe left when he heard that he was killed in the battle. The child died of illness in just two days. He fainted when he heard the news. He didn't understand why Liu Chenghe left. Could it be that as Wang Guiqie said, seeing that there was no one to support the general's mansion, he went to find a way out? Chu Yuwen didn't believe it anymore, and he couldn't let it go, because the child had indeed passed away, and he blamed Liu Chenghe for this. No matter what the reason, you should not abandon the child. Even if there is an emergency, you should place the child in a safe place, or abandon everything to protect the child. That is your life! "Concubine Wang?" Zhao Yujiang sneered, his eyes full of contempt, "She can do such a thing as to seduce Lord Yang, how can her words be believed." "She dare not lie about this matter." Chu Yuwen's tone was weak, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and for the first time he showed a painful expression in front of others, "It's easy to be exposed." He closed his eyes tightly, unable to forget the grief in his heart at that time, and he had to suppress himself and not mention the child to prevent others from investigating. "Back then!" Chu Yuwen looked lonely, not wanting to show too much vulnerability, "The situation was so critical, I almost got beheaded. Any movement I made would attract attention, so in order to protect you from being implicated, I could only keep it in my heart." "I'm also sorry for you. I was afraid that you would contact Liu Chenghe and tell me the news and implicate him again. I could only tell you that he abandoned the general's mansion and almost let the two concubines be married off again by his family." Zhao Yujiang saw the painful look in his general's eyes and was stunned for a moment. How many years had it been since he saw the general have an expression?

After a long time, Chu Yuwen opened his eyes again and regained his composure. "I don't believe that Liu Chenghe left for no reason, but I don't want to think about the reason. I am angry with him."

"You have been brothers for many years, and so many years have passed. If you want to help, just help. Don't worry about me."

He got up and left the desk, took out a box from the bookshelf, handed it to Zhao Yujiang and said, "These are the two farms I arranged for people to buy in the county where Liu Chenghe is, and one thousand taels of silver notes."

"I wanted to give it to him, but I didn't have the chance later." Chu Yuwen felt sour in his heart, and showed a bitter smile, "You give it to him."

This is to wait until the child is older. If something unexpected happens, let Liu Chenghe take the child back home to raise him and give them a family to settle down.

"Alas!" Zhao Yujiang hit his chest hard, "What kind of brother am I? Even the general trusts him so much, but I scolded him without giving him a chance to explain."

He thought of Liu Chenghe's expression at that time, and his refusal of the silver he sent, and said with regret and helplessness: "He has a hot temper and is stubborn, he may not accept it."

Zhao Yujiang told him about Liu Chenghe's refusal of his silver, "If he really misunderstood him, this guy will definitely not give up easily, how can he accept our help."

"That's you." General Chu sighed, "What I gave is different, if he has no guilt in his heart, he will naturally accept it."

"General." At this time, the personal attendant asked for an audience, "Secret letter from Manager Wang."

"Come in." General Chu sat down, and his expression was calm and emotionless again, as if the person who was grieving just now was not him.

"Secret letter." The personal attendant came in and handed it over.

General Chu took the letter, looked at the seal and then opened it.

There was a thick stack inside, divided into two parts. The upper few pages were obviously letters to himself, and the thick stack below was obviously another mystery.

He only read the beginning, and then he couldn't wait to pick up the thick stack, flipping through it page by page, and then handed it to Zhao Yujiang and said, "Take a look, I'll leave this to you." "

The army can have a good year this year, and we don't have to worry about the lack of military supplies next year." Chu Yuwen's tense face relaxed a little, "If we can really grow vegetables now, we won't lack money in the future."

He then read the next few pages of letter paper, which recorded the process of Wang Guanshi buying vegetable planting methods, and explained the price and the other party's requirements.

By the way, he explained the reason, explained what happened to Liu Jingwen one by one, and that his father was once a soldier Liu Chenghe, and stated that some force might be used when necessary.

The last sentence was... That Liu Xiucai had a pair of eyes exactly like the general.

"No, it's impossible." Chu Yuwen's hands were shaking, and he kept repeating in disbelief, looking at the last sentence, "How could it be? How could it be possible?"

Zhao Yujiang was looking at Xia Yang's drawings and the method of growing vegetables in winter. Suddenly, he heard his general's words, looked up and was stunned!

For more than ten years, the general, who had no expression and no emotion, now had a complicated look, disbelief, panic, regret and pain, and his face changed back and forth.

Finally, with the trembling words, two lines of tears were left, and his hands tightly grasped the letter paper, "My, my son?"

Chu Yuwen couldn't believe what he saw. Liu Chenghe, his son, had the same eyes as himself?

"It's my son." Chu Yuwen suddenly cried sadly, repeating over and over again: "My son, it's my son!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

"General, general?" Zhao Yujiang stood up suddenly, and looked at each other with his personal follower Wang Lin, looking at the painful appearance of his general, as if he was crying the sky down.

"Bang."

Chu Yuwen suddenly stood up and knocked over the chair. He didn't even look at the two people in front of him. He rushed out directly, roaring angrily: "I want to leave the capital. Whoever stops me will die."

"General, general." Zhao Yujiang and Wang Lin chased after him and hugged their general desperately. "Calm down, calm down, it will be us who will die, it's us!"

"Not only us, but also the Chuhou Mansion and all your family members." Zhao Yujiang roared madly.

He didn't know what his general was crazy about. He had been detained in the capital for ten or eighteen years. Why did he suddenly want to disobey the order and leave? This must not be allowed.

"Let me go, let me go." Chu Yuwen didn't want to care about all this anymore. His heart was filled with his son. He struggled desperately and yelled, "Get out, all of you, get out of here. I want to see my son."

"No." Zhao Yujiang tried his best to stop him. He didn't know where this son came from, and shouted, "Calm down. You can't leave now. You have been patient for eighteen years! General, please be patient."

The three of them were in a mess and didn't notice someone approaching quietly until a shrill voice sounded, "Prince Zhong is here."

Chapter 52

"Prince Zhong?"

Chu Yuwen's eyes were blurred with tears, looking at the lonely figure not far away, as cold and cold as ever, without a trace of warmth, no change since the first time they met that year.

He lowered his head silently. It was himself who had changed over the years. Others' original intentions remained unchanged, but what about his own heart?

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Chu Yuwen kowtowed along with Zhao Yujiang and Wang Lin, and he also knelt down with a "thump", looking up with tears in his eyes, "Your Highness, I want to leave the capital."

"Your Highness, help me." He knocked his head to the ground, his forehead against the ground and refused to look up, tears streaming down his face, "Please help me, Your Highness."

"I am here." Prince Zhong looked at the man kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to him, his cold and ruthless eyes did not change at all, "I am investigating the recent rumors in the capital, does General Chu have a different opinion?"

"Every word is true." Chu Yuwen's body stiffened, and then he relaxed himself, "There is no mistake or omission."

"As the victim, why doesn't General Chu come forward to seek justice?" Prince Zhong asked.

"This matter." Chu Yuwen paused for a moment, then said bluntly, "I'd love to have it."

"Why?" Prince Zhong asked. "

Back then, I was framed and had no choice but to take in two concubines." Chu Yuwen said, "I'd love to have them find their own way."

"Even if you're cheated on, you don't mind?" Prince Zhong asked calmly, "Is it because of hardship or something else?"

His question was a bit too much, but facing this stubborn person, Prince Zhong was also extremely helpless, and sarcasm, attack and trampling were all useless.

"Your humble servant has no interest in family." Chu Yuwen said, "I only want to make achievements and serve the court. I don't want to be calculated and delay innocent people."

"Heh." Prince Zhong sneered, he was so naive and stupid, "In this situation, who does General Chu say is innocent?"

"Your humble servant." Chu Yuwen felt sad and helpless, as he was the most innocent. "Things have come to this point, there is no room for maneuver, your humble servant can only make the best of a bad situation and ask for peace."

"Forget it, get up." Prince Zhong stood in front of him, looking at the man kneeling at his feet, "I am in charge of the three judicial departments, and I will not allow such a situation to happen, and I will not let court officials become the laughing stock of the people after dinner."

Chu Yuwen stood up, facing the tall and cold Prince Zhong, he did not feel any discomfort, like Zhao Yujiang and the others who were nervous and sweating.

He did not dare to stare at it for too long. After a few glances at Prince Zhong's beautiful face, he silently lowered his head and answered respectfully: "I understand."

Prince Zhong looked at Chu Yuwen's thin cheeks, and there were a few white hairs on his temples. He couldn't help but clench his hands and sighed secretly.

He didn't want to see Chu Yuwen like this again, so Prince Zhong said bluntly: "Whether General Chu is willing or not, the whole story of this matter must be explained clearly. This prince must be responsible for the court and must also take into account the dignity of the royal family."

"Yes." Chu Yuwen no longer remained silent and told why he suddenly took two concubines into the house more than ten years ago. "When I first arrived in Dongchuan Prefecture, I was welcomed and entertained by officials at all levels led by the prefect."

He just entered the banquet and faced the big fish and meat served. He suddenly vomited, and he couldn't control the nausea even with his willpower.

Then he left the banquet and was led by the prefect's servants to the guest room to rest. Who knew that he was taken to the prefect's concubine's courtyard. Chu Yuwen knew that it was not good and wanted to leave.

However, he was blocked by the wife of the prefect and many female relatives. She knew that she was being plotted against, and was even forced to bring up the fact that she could not have children.

But they still could not dispel their intention to win him over and force him!

Chu Yuwen could forcefully refuse, but he would be stigmatized or face the risk of being impeached and convicted. Facing a prefect, he knew that some things could not be done forcefully. He

also pitied the means of the harem, and was afraid of ruining the fate of the concubines who were used as pawns by the family, so he had no choice but to agree to take them in as concubines, which was also a cover for his identity.

"Them?" Prince Zhong's cold eyes fell on Chu Yuwen's face, "The prefect was plotting, could the Tongpan be involved?" "

At that time, the Tongpan's concubine's daughter was also in the courtyard, and they were stuffed in together." Chu Yuwen smiled bitterly, "After entering the mansion, I made it clear to them that if they didn't want to end up alone, they could marry someone else. I would not stop them and would help them find a good man." "

Is this the reason why Concubine Liu faked her death and married your military officer?" Prince Zhong asked.

"Yes." Chu Yuwen lowered his head, not knowing how this matter had been known to others. "I did it all by myself, without going through anyone else."

"Sheltering your subordinates and taking the blame for others." Prince Zhong laughed, "General Chu is very responsible."

"What crime have I committed?" Chu Yuwen suddenly raised his head, looked directly at Prince Zhong and said: "Whether the concubines in the mansion are sent or married, there is no clear provision in the law. Aren't there many such cases in the major families? Why hasn't anyone been convicted?"

"So confident?" Prince Zhong's eyes gradually turned cold, looking at Chu Yuwen's beautiful eyes that were red from crying, "Then why don't you act openly and secretly?"

"I." Chu Yuwen was speechless. He wanted to help concubine Liu get rid of the family, and he also considered his subordinates and didn't want them to be manipulated and used by others.

"Humph." Prince Zhong snorted coldly, "Since you care so much about your concubine and love her so much, why did Wang, who was promoted from a concubine to a concubine, cheat on her and hook up with Marquis Zhao?"

Chu Yuwen: How should I know? I don't care about the backyard, I just give them enough freedom and honor.

"Lord Zhao came to visit in person, is General Chu proud?" Prince Zhong turned around and looked at the pavilions in the courtyard, and asked slowly: "Are you comfortable wearing the green hat? You must have enjoyed it for so many years."

"She must have enjoyed it very much. After all, the beautiful lady was ruined by you but she was able to climb up the social ladder again. It also proves that General Chu has good vision and should be proud."

"I didn't touch her at all, who ruined her?" Chu Yuwen retorted subconsciously, and when he reacted, he couldn't admit it. "From the time they entered the mansion, I made it clear that I would not really have any involvement with them, let alone physical contact?"

Prince Zhong was silent, and looked at Chu Yuwen's defense with emotionless eyes. He didn't say a word, but his whole body suddenly turned cold, "General Chu, if I remember correctly, this year is exactly forty years old?" "

Ah?" Chu Yuwen was confused, and didn't understand what Prince Zhong meant by this, "Your subordinate, this year is exactly forty years old."

"Oh." Prince Zhong nodded. "So you are saying that General Chu's concubine is not faithful to her husband, and Marquis Zhao has no shame in coming to ask for her back. General Chu is so kind and righteous to let her marry him? He is making a beautiful thing happen."

"Is that so." Chu Yuwen had a bad feeling, but he didn't know the meaning of Prince Zhong's words. "Marquis Zhao knew that Wang was a virgin, so he came to ask me whether she could not have children or was inhumane?" "I see." Prince Zhong finally understood that Chu Yuwen would rather be humiliated and not pursue the matter for the sake of face. After all, such a thing would not happen in any mansion where a virgin was. "Marquis Zhao actually threatened General Chu?" "Yes." Chu Yuwen's face gradually turned red, and he said awkwardly: "Marquis Zhao's character is not convincing. If he starts talking nonsense, there is no way to defend himself. We can only let him be." The saying that he could not have children had already made him lose face, and he was ridiculed and laughed at. This inhumanity was something he could never bring up as an excuse. "So I allowed others to threaten me, and even my wife was taken away to be his concubine." Prince Zhong said, "At least I have saved my face. These forty years have not been lived in vain." When Chu Yuwen heard the words "lived in vain", his body swayed and he fell to the ground weakly. Only then did he realize that Prince Zhong was mocking him, and his face turned from red to pale.

He knew he shouldn't do this, but he really didn't care about it. He could send that bitch Wang away so that he wouldn't feel upset.

Chu Yuwen had to remain silent for so many years, just for the sake of his subordinates who followed him and the grace of his family's upbringing.

"Ten or eighteen years." Chu Yuwen murmured to himself. He missed a lot, and even did nothing in many things. He just let others do what they wanted.

Now think about it, he was detained for so many years, but he never tried to leave. He just lived numbly.

He did some things that he thought he should do and some responsibilities that he should bear, so that he was now unable to leave the capital. Instead, he

had to put his hope in Prince Zhong, hoping that he could help him, but why did he ask him, and how could he have the nerve to do so? It has always been his fault.

Seeing Chu Yuwen slumped on the ground, his face was pale without a trace of blood, Prince Zhong turned and left, not wanting to ask any more questions, and was disappointed with his stubbornness again.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Chu Yuwen suddenly exploded, he jumped up with one hand, caught up with Prince Zhong, grabbed his sleeve, and hurriedly said: "I want to leave the capital, I beg Your Highness to help me."

"What have you been doing before?" Prince Zhong looked at his sleeve that he was holding, and said coldly: "If you want to leave, you shouldn't ask me, you should ask His Majesty."

"I can't wait." Chu Yuwen risked his face and begged for the first time, "Please help me, Your Highness, please."

Prince Zhong's lips moved slightly. He was too lazy to hit him again. He had been worrying about him for so many years, but he was like a living dead and boring.

"What difference does it make whether you leave or not?" Prince Zhong's tone softened a little, no longer coldly saying: "We have missed too much, why rush now, think it through yourself."

He shook his sleeves and broke free, walking out while saying: "After so many years of silence, you suddenly can't wait to leave, don't you think it's strange?"

Chu Yuwen stopped chasing, Prince Zhong's words made him completely clear, knowing that he couldn't act rashly at this time, he had overlooked many things.

"General." Zhao Yujiang saw Prince Zhong leave and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Leaving should be planned slowly. The general has not made any moves for a long time, and now suddenly leaving will definitely attract attention."

"I was careless!" Chu Yuwen knew that he was too excited, so he wanted to indulge completely and ignore everything, "I will arrange it slowly."

"Scare the subordinates to death." He didn't expect that his own general would suddenly beg Prince Zhong for help. Did he forget that he had been ignored and even ridiculed sometimes.

"It's okay." Chu Yuwen said, "I have known the prince since my early years. We have been in the army together for five years. I won't care about these little things."

He had concealed his acquaintance with Prince Zhong for many years. Now he was open-minded and no longer shy about it. It was all his fault. Chu Yuwen knew it in his heart.

He remembered the time when he left home in anger and went to the border to serve as a soldier. He met Prince Zhong, who was cold and silent all day.

He could even knock down the generals in the army, and people around him were afraid to approach him, fearing his cold face and eyes without a trace of warmth. Only

when he admired him extremely, and learned that this person of similar stature to himself was only thirteen years old, he approached him shamelessly despite the cold face and disregard.

He followed him all day to ask for advice, and imagined what tragic life he had when he joined the army at such a young age, and what unequal treatment he had encountered.

Using her imagination, she classified him as someone with the same fate as herself. As a big brother who was four years older than him, she was very tolerant and caring towards him, loving him like her own brother.

During the five years, although he did not treat her differently, or say a word to her, or even smile at her, Chu Yuwen could feel that he treated her differently.

Not only did he save her many times, but he also helped her to eliminate many opponents on the road to promotion, but she did not treat him as a relative like herself.

Chu Yuwen thought that he must also treat her as a friend, because only she could always stand by his side and did not refuse her care and concern.

What a pity! Five years later, when they returned to the capital to be conferred titles, such an incident happened, which made her panic and ashamed.

In order not to embarrass him and not to be implicated by herself, she had to leave without saying goodbye. She hurried to Dongchuan Prefecture to take up her post, and many unexpected things happened.

"Alas!" Chu Yuwen sighed: "After all, it is a missed opportunity, and there is no way to start over again!"

If he had known earlier that he was the prince's son, perhaps he would not have chosen to leave the capital, and so many things would not have happened.

Chu Yuwen did not want to think about it anymore, fearing that he would have thoughts that he should not have, and once again controlled himself to suppress the person in a secret corner of his heart.

"Why are you still here?" Chu Yuwen looked up and saw Zhao Yujiang and Wang Lin were still in the study, looking at him eagerly, "What else?"

"General, since you have known Prince Zhong in your early years and have a comrade-in-arms friendship in the army, why?" Zhao Yujiang did not understand what Prince Zhong had done to his general over the years.

"Don't let this matter out." Chu Yuwen did not answer, but instructed: "Prince Zhong entered the army that year to conceal his identity, and few people know it so far."

"Yes." Zhao Yujiang and Wang Lin responded at the same time. This matter could be big or small, and it was not something they could talk about easily.

"I'll leave this to you." Chu Yuwen pointed to the letter on the table, "Don't do it near the capital, stay away from it. In addition, use all the available forces to try to build more greenhouses in various places."

"I know." Zhao Yujiang thought of the profit of this matter and was suddenly a little excited. "We must invest heavily and invest all the silver we can use. In a few months, a large sum of money will be credited to the account."

Zhao Yujiang and Wang Lin were all smiling. They had limited funds and had been constrained. If a large sum of money came in, they could do a lot of things.

Chu Yuwen also showed a smile on his face. He felt alive again. His thin body was full of strength. He wanted to work hard for his son to earn a life of wealth and worry-free.

"General." Zhao Yujiang hesitated, but still asked in confusion: "How many sons do you have?"

"Uh." Chu Yuwen's face sank. He had just said that his son was gone, and now he was crying and wailing to see his son. He couldn't bring himself to do this. He waved his hand coldly and said: "Go and do business first, and you will know later."

"Yes." Zhao Yujiang didn't get an answer, and there was nothing he could do. "I'll take my leave first."

Chu Yuwen watched them leave, leaning limply on the chair, his eyes helpless: I owe my son too much!

Now that he calmed down, he didn't know how to face his son. He left him just a few days after he was born, and before he could finish the delayed military affairs. He

was transferred to the border by an imperial edict, and he didn't even have time to take a look before leaving. Chu Yuwen felt more and more uncomfortable when he thought of this. How should he make up for it?

...

"Go check what happened in the General's Mansion." Prince Zhong left General Chu's Mansion and told Qiu Shan, who was accompanying him, "Also ask about Dongchuan Mansion to see if anything happened."

He had just come to the General's Mansion and barged in without asking anyone to report. He just happened to hear Chu Yuwen shouting that he wanted to see his son.

He didn't know what had happened to make Chu Yuwen cry so heartbreakingly, like the grief that only people have before they die.

"Lord Zhao, and that Wang, take them to the prison to await their fate." Prince Zhong said, "Interrogate Wang and find out everything about her in Dongchuan Mansion and the capital."

"Yes." Qiu Shan bowed and replied.

He secretly glanced at the prince and saw him closing his eyes to rest. "Prince, General Chu has become much thinner. I almost didn't recognize him. He doesn't look as brave and vigorous as he used to be."

"Since..." Prince Zhong wanted to say that he would suffer for his own sins, but he didn't say anything after thinking for a while. After thinking for a while, he said, "He has been dead for so many years. He needs some time to come back to life."

He sighed in his heart. The more news he knew recently, the more Prince Zhong could guess Chu Yuwen's thoughts at every step. He could only sigh that he was stupid!

If he hadn't been silently watching over him, how many times would this man have died?

...

On the second day in the court, the censors impeached Lord Zhao.

They begged the emperor to punish them severely, "Such people who forget their loyalty for the sake of beauty are not worthy of being officials in the court. They are simply a disgrace to all the civil and military officials."

The civil and military officials looked at each other: What does it have to do with us? These censors exaggerated one by one. How big a deal is this?

"As a marquis, I am ashamed of the emperor's grace. I oppress my colleagues and have a corrupt character. Please strip me of my title and demote me to a commoner."

The court suddenly became quieter. I didn't expect the matter to be so serious. The punishment was too severe. Do these censors have a grudge against Marquis Zhao?

"Confiscate the family property and drive him out of the capital. We must take Marquis Zhao, this gentleman, as an example and remind all civil and military officials not to make the same mistake."

Civil and military officials: Damn it, are you going to take us too? When will the Censorate fall and let these censors go back to their hometowns?

The current emperor sat on the dragon throne. He was in his thirties, with a handsome and gentle face. The majesty of the superior could not cover up his gentleness in his bones.

At this moment, he didn't raise his eyelids and let these censors jump around. Anyway, if they didn't have fun, who would be picked out to impeach.

None of the civil and military officials wanted to confront these lunatics, so they bowed their heads and kept silent, letting them talk nonsense. Anyway, the final decision was up to the emperor.

The victim Chu Yuwen: What's going on? Why are these censors so active, as if they must bring down Lord Zhao? This seems impossible, right?

The censors don't care about others. Since they have impeached, they must be punished by the emperor. Otherwise, where can they put their faces? They are so excited that they want the emperor to order punishment.

"You censors have a point." Prince Zhong saw that the commotion was almost over, and finally said: "This trend should not be allowed to grow. If they take a fancy to someone's wife or concubine and go to the door to ask for it, relying on their power to threaten and rob, won't the backyards of each government become a joke in the future? I don't know how many green hats they will wear?" Civil

and military officials: "..."

Prince Zhong, as always, didn't speak human language. He scolded all of them!

I don't know what's wrong with him. Hasn't he always looked down on General Chu?

"Prince Zhong has a point." The Emperor immediately spoke to end the impeachment. "Lord Zhao was stripped of his title and demoted to a commoner. His property? Half of it was confiscated, and Wang was demoted to hard labor." "

Your Majesty is wise and kind-hearted, and you care about the Zhao family." Prince Zhong said, "I also think that my family should not be harmed. I beg Your Majesty to show mercy and keep the Zhao family in the capital to avoid the pain of returning home." "

Approved." The Emperor looked at Prince Zhong and uttered a word.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report." Prince Zhong stepped out and said, "Today, when General Chu was mentioned, I remembered something that must have been ignored by the civil and military officials. I have not reported it, which has led to General Chu being humiliated."

Civil and military officials: "..."

What do you mean? What is it about us?

We ignored it? Then why don't you say it yourself, don't put all the blame on us, okay?

"When the war was lost, the emperor kept General Chu in the capital to reflect, and eighteen or ten years have passed in a flash!"

Prince Zhong sighed: "Your Majesty, what happened back then had nothing to do with General Chu. It's just that some people wanted to shirk their responsibilities and dragged General Chu into it. General Chu's words and deeds over the years have been witnessed by all. The reflection should be ended and General Chu should be given justice."

He turned to Chu Yuwen and said with emotion: "How many eighteen years can a person have in his life? General Chu wasted too much of his time. Otherwise, he would not have been bullied and kept silent, and became discouraged!"

"Cough cough cough." The Minister of War suddenly stood up and bowed to Prince Zhong, saying: "Your Highness, it was you who proposed to keep General Chu in the capital to reflect."

He finally found an opportunity to speak, and was secretly happy: Prince Zhong was shooting himself in the foot, no wonder he was adding insult to injury.

"Hmph." Prince Zhong's dark and cold eyes immediately turned to the Minister of War and scolded: "Are you old and confused? Back then, you kept saying that you wanted to punish General Chu, but you acted against your conscience even when it had nothing to do with him. I don't want a famous general to be ruined by you, so I beg the emperor to keep him in the capital to reflect on himself, so that you can see if you have any evil intentions."

"But I didn't expect that when you were young, you were either vying for credit or shirking responsibility, and now you are old, you are still seeking profit and fame for yourself. You are really a group of people who are content with your position." "I am forty-six this year." The Minister of War was scolded, his face turned blue with anger, and he pointed at himself with a shaking finger and said: "Ten or eighteen years ago, I was not the Minister of War." "I am thirty-six this year. Does the Minister have any objection?" Prince Zhong sneered and said disdainfully: "So you want to push the responsibility to the previous Minister of War. You are really responsible." Chu Yuwen heard Prince Zhong asking the emperor to pardon him, and his heart was immediately warmed. His eyes fell on Prince Zhong and he was reluctant to move away. He didn't care about the words of the Minister of War. Everyone knew what was going on. It was just that he wanted to push himself out to take the blame for many reasons. Unfortunately! Someone would not let them have their way. "Yes." The emperor saw that another quarrel was about to start, so he immediately came out to calm them down. "I have already made plans for the matter of Lord Chu, and today is the perfect day to end Lord Chu's duty of self-reflection." "Your Majesty is kind." Prince Zhong did not wait for the emperor to continue, and praised him, "For so many years, Your Majesty has always reserved the position of commander of Dongchuan Prefecture for General Chu. This is because you have long been aware that General Chu was wrongly accused and suffered an undeserved disaster." "Yes." The emperor was a little impatient at this time, and his eyes turned around Prince Zhong's face. He did not see any intention at all, so he could only say helplessly, "General Chu will go back to take over in the spring of next year." He then stood up and left, secretly amazed in his heart: What on earth is going on with Prince Zhong's mercy today? "Congratulations to General Chu, congratulations to General Chu." "No, it's Commander Chu, hahaha." At this time, some generals gathered around Chu Yuwen to congratulate him. Seeing that he was in power again, they came forward to say a few good words, thinking that they could not offend him even if they did not make friends with him. Lord Chu stood aside, wanting to ask his son what happened to Prince Zhong today? He actually spoke for him and asked for his official position back. When Chu Yuwen just walked in front of him, Lord Chu heard a laugh before he opened his mouth, "Lord Chu is really good at dealing with people. He climbs up to his son whenever he is in power. No wonder he has been able to sit firmly on the position of Marquis for many years." Prince Zhong walked past and gave Lord Chu a cold look, "He ignored me when I lost power, as if he had severed ties with me. I'm afraid that if he gets involved in anything, no one is as smart as Lord Chu, who knows the gains and losses just right." Lord Chu was choked by him and couldn't say a word. He was holding back a breath of anger in his chest, watching Prince Zhong stride away, without any solution. "Father." Chu Yuwen glanced at his father, the corners of his mouth curved slightly without a sound, bowed and saluted, and said, "There is something else in the mansion, I'll leave first." The author has something to say:

Chapter 53

"Da Da Da."

A sound of horse hooves came, and the servants of the general's mansion saw their general coming back from court, and hurried over to lead the horse.

"Wang Lin." Chu Yuwen saw the people coming out of the mansion and smiled: "We can leave the capital at any time, and we don't have to be detained here anymore."

"Really?" Wang Lin was surprised, "The general asked the emperor for mercy? It's so easy."

"No way." Chu Yuwen smiled: "Before I opened my mouth, Prince Zhong mentioned this matter, and by the way, he also asked for his official position back, and continued to serve as the commander-in-chief of Dongchuan Prefecture next spring."

He also told Wang Lin that the emperor had punished Lord Zhao, and that the ungrateful Wang would do hard labor for the rest of her life.

Chu Yuwen's eyebrows were relaxed and smiling, and he walked slowly in the general's mansion, looking at the pavilions and towers in the mansion. Although they were built with exquisite craftsmanship, it was only a two-story mansion.

"The place is too small." He sighed. For the first time, he was interested in looking at his own mansion. "We still have to find a way to expand it, or move to a bigger house."

Chu Yuwen walked around the general's mansion and finally returned to the study. He changed into a gray robe, sat behind the desk, and looked at Wang Lin who had been following him stupidly.

"How much silver is in the account?" He frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Is there anything in the warehouse, a rare inventory?"

"Uh." Wang Lin heard the general's question and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "There are still two thousand taels of silver in the account. The warehouse is always empty and there is nothing to be loaded."

After Chu Yuwen asked, he also realized that he was a pauper and had no wealth at all. The entire general's mansion was empty and there was not even a decent thing.

"Alas!" He sighed. He

regretted that he had been muddling along for so many years. He only cared about how to get silver when military supplies were short, and never paid attention to other things.

Wang Lin looked at his general, who was frowning, as if he was worried about money. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He had never seen the general care about anything in the palace in all these years.

"General," Wang Lin asked, "But there is a place for money. Do you want to give gifts?"

He guessed, "Because Prince Zhong has helped so much, do you want to give some gifts to express your gratitude and bring us closer?"

Chu Yuwen looked at Wang Lin expressionlessly. His indifferent eyes made it impossible to guess what he was thinking, but there was a sense of pressure in his eyes.

Wang Lin was nervous, not knowing what he said wrong to make his general look at him like that. He could not help but defend himself: "General, we have not made any money in the past ten or eighteen years in the capital."

"Most of the money Zhao Yujiang and his men earned outside was used to develop business or help the army buy supplies, and they never took it to the general's mansion."

"The emperor has never given any rewards, and there is no contact with other mansions." Wang Lin said carefully: "We almost live a closed-door life, how can we have any savings? I have never seen anything in the warehouse."

He said implicitly. The warehouse of the general's mansion was opened once when he first came, and the lock was never moved again. If the general hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten that there was a warehouse.

"Blame me." Chu Yuwen patted his forehead with a headache, and said regretfully: "I am incompetent and never gave you any savings to take care of."

He knew his own business. A bastard lived well with his aunt being favored, but how many good things could he get.

What's more, his aunt was just trying to consolidate his favor. Ever since she gave birth to a son, all the little rewards he had from his father were taken away by her.

Chu Yuwen smiled bitterly. He was just stupid. He thought his aunt wanted his brothers to live a better life. Who knew it was because he didn't deserve it.

What a pity! He found out too late, so he had no savings at all. Even when he ran away from home to join the army, he only had a few dozen taels of silver on him.

He raised his left hand and saw the scar at the base of his palm. Even though it was not obvious now, he could still see a little difference. It was just that he had never noticed it before and didn't think about it in other ways.

"Wang Lin." Chu Yuwen's eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips tightly. After a long time, he said: "Go to Prince Zhong's mansion to borrow some money."

"What?" Wang Lin shuddered. Is this something a human would do?

"When I returned to the capital to be conferred the title, I remember I had two shops and a farm." Chu Yuwen said, "They have always been managed by my aunt. You can give the deed to the prince."

"General?" Wang Lin was immediately surprised and happy, and his voice could not help but rise a lot, "Do you really want to take back the shop and farm?"

"No, I'm not taking it back." Chu Yuwen shook his head and said, "I just need money to turn around, and my aunt has been saying that the business is not good and I have lost a lot for so many years. It would be unfilial to ask her to help subsidize it." "

It's disrespectful to sell it for the emperor's reward. It's better to mortgage it to Prince Zhong. We are all members of the royal family. Others can't say anything if they know."

He bent his fingers and tapped the table lightly. He didn't have money to buy some gifts for his son, so why should he give it to someone who almost ruined his life. He

has been filial for so many years, and there will be no such thing in the future. He should think more for his son, so how can he let others get away with it.

"Go ahead." Chu Yuwen considered carefully and felt that there was nothing missing. He looked at Wang Lin and said, "Just answer whatever Prince Zhong asks. There is no need to hide anything."

"This, this?" Wang Lin felt his face getting hot. How could his general suddenly be so shameless? He came to borrow money just after helping him. "Can I enter the palace?"

The threshold is so high! Even the first and second rank ministers may not be able to enter and exit freely, so what is he?

"Won't you just try and know?" Chu Yuwen smiled and comforted him, "We are not selling the shop, we are just temporarily mortgaging it. It doesn't matter if Prince Zhong doesn't want it."

"Of course, if the prince wants it, just give it directly. As long as you get the silver, it's fine." After he said that, he waved his hand and urged Wang Lin to do it, with a calm look on his face.

After Wang Lin left, Chu Yuwen stood up with a "whoosh". He felt that not only his face was burning, but his whole body was also gradually getting hot, making him a little fidgety.

He didn't know why he did such a thing? It was just that he really wanted to do it.

Chu Yuwen slowly walked to the mirror and looked at the thin face reflected in it. The handsome face that once amazed everyone at first sight was no longer there.

There were a few strands of white hair on his cheeks and temples. The high-spirited posture of his youth disappeared calmly. Chu Yuwen stared with wide eyes and couldn't believe that this was himself now.

His eyes gradually turned red. He covered his face and dared not look again. Two lines of tears gradually flowed down the corners of his eyes. Youth is gone in middle age.

"Forget it." Chu Yuwen murmured: "Chao Jing, when you are gray-haired and the sun sets, and you still have no heirs, I will tell you that you have your own bloodline."

He turned around silently, raised his hand and pushed open the window, letting the cold and sharp wind outside the window blow past, "If you are willing, I will ask our son to pass on the filial piety to you, and there will be no shortage of people burning incense and worshiping you a hundred years later."

...

Zhongwang Mansion, Qiu Shan hurried into the study.

"Your Highness, I have all the confessions." Qiu Shan placed two confessions on the desk and pointed to one of them, saying, "This is the confession of General Chu's wet nurse. She is the daughter of General Chu's aunt's wet nurse."

"Where is she?" Prince Zhong asked, "Where is she?"

"She is not in the Marquis of Chu's mansion. She lives in the countryside." Qiu Shan said, "I gave her money to keep her mouth shut. She dared not reveal it."

"Well." Prince Zhong looked at the confession and sneered, "As expected."

Ever since he knew about Liu Jingwen's existence, he guessed that Chu Yuwen was most likely a young man, but he was not sure and did not understand why he had to hide his identity.

Now he understood everything, and his doubts were solved one by one, "He really has a good aunt. She competed with the Marquis's wife for favor, and destroyed his pregnancy mole since birth."

Prince Zhong's eyes, which had not changed, finally revealed a trace of anger, "No wonder Chu Yuwen ran away from home to join the army at the border when the imperial examination was about to begin. It was probably at that time that he knew the secret that he was a young man."

"This aunt is so cruel." Qiu Shan said: "She even hid it from her own son, and even when General Chu grew up and was about to discuss marriage, she was ready to deceive everyone that General Chu had been diagnosed with inhumanity since he was a child. Her heart is too vicious!"

Prince Zhong did not respond, but just silently thought about some things that had happened since he met Chu Yuwen, and sorted them out from beginning to end.

In the five years in the military camp, Chu Yuwen never sent a letter home, nor did he send a letter from home, like an orphan.

After returning to the capital to receive the title, Chu Yuwen did not go back to the Marquis of Chu's Mansion, but stayed in the military camp until the Marquis' Mansion came to ask him to return home. Only then did Prince Zhong know that he was a bastard of the Marquis of Chu's Mansion.

"He shouldn't have joined the army." Prince Zhong shook his head. Chu Yuwen made a wrong move. "If the palace knew that he had concealed his identity, he would only be punished and suffer some hardships. But if he entered the barracks and was promoted step by step, that would be the crime of deceiving the emperor." "

General Chu probably has no choice." Qiu Shan followed Prince Zhong's words and said, "As a bastard, he is definitely not valued by the Marquis' Mansion. His aunt has treated him very badly since she gave birth to a son. He can't resist even if he wants to."

"Oh!" Prince Zhong couldn't help but sigh. "After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, he was plotted against by the Marquis's wife. By some strange coincidence..."

He suddenly stopped here and looked at Qiu Shan who was listening with his ears perked up. "You are so curious, this is a good thing."

"It's not a good thing, it's not a good thing." Qiu Shan shook his head quickly. Being stared at by the prince with cold eyes, he couldn't help but take a step back. He still asked unwillingly, "Prince, how did the little prince come here?"

"Get out." Prince Zhong spat out a word coldly.

"Yes, yes, I'll get out of here right away." Qiu Shan stepped back hurriedly, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he pointed to another confession on the desk and said, "Your Highness, that Wang deserves to die. She actually sent someone to throw the young prince away after the news of General Chu's death was announced." Prince Zhong's

face sank, and he quickly picked up the confession and looked through it carefully. After a while, he sneered, "She can't die even if she wants to. Let her do hard labor for the rest of her life."

"And Lord Yang, if he goes back to his hometown, he can still rely on his family wealth to act arrogantly, but if he stays in the capital, he can only live in fear, and he can never think of turning over in this life."

Qiu Shan glanced at the prince secretly. No wonder he knew she had no good intentions when she asked the emperor to keep people in the capital. It turned out that she had such thoughts.

"Stupid." Prince Zhong threw down the several pages of confession in his hand and slammed the table. "Is he afraid that I will discover his identity, or implicate me? He actually ran to Dongchuan Prefecture without saying a word and caused so much trouble, and he didn't even know whether his son was dead or not."

He stroked his forehead in anger: No wonder Chu Yuwen has been in a half-dead state for so many years. No matter how he was stimulated, he couldn't arouse his fighting spirit. It turned out that Wang told him that his son died of illness.

The pure gold inlaid eight treasures incense burner on the desk, with the calming incense burning in it, and the curling smoke could not soothe Prince Zhong's irritability.

He suddenly looked up and waved his hand to sweep the things on the desk to the ground to find out his dissatisfaction.

But he caught a glimpse of the precious inkstone, the white jade pen holder, and some precious books and paintings, and stopped his hand in time. These things belonged to his son and could not be damaged in the slightest.

"Ahem." Prince Zhong caught a glimpse of his stupid servant from the corner of his eye, who was about to run away. He coughed lightly to hide his emotions, "Keep a close eye on all the people involved. There can't be any mistakes."

"Yes." Qiu Shan said, "I'll do it right away."

He had just left the study and ran back in a hurry. He reported to Prince Zhong with a strange look on his face, "Your Highness, General Chu sent someone to ask for an audience."

"No." Prince Zhong was sitting in a daze. When he heard the report, he reached out and picked up a book to read. He said in an extremely impatient tone, "Why send a servant if you don't come yourself? I'm busy with official duties. Even if he comes in person, he may not have time to see me."

"That." Qiu Shan held back his laughter. Looking at his own prince who was always calm and self-controlled, he turned all the books upside down and didn't dare to remind him. "The man said he came to borrow money."

He handed over the deed in his hand, "These are General Chu's two shops in the capital, and a small farm outside the city, which are used as collateral."

"Hmph." Prince Zhong snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "This was the reward from the emperor when he was conferred the title of a third-rank general. He has no wealth, so this is probably all he has."

He threw the books in his hand, looked at Qiu Shan and said: "These have been taken by his aunt all along. She wants to get them back through me. She was smart for once, but it's a pity that she didn't use it in the right place."

Qiu Shan asked: "Prince, are you going to lend it to him or not?" "

Lend it, and give him as much as you can." Prince Zhong slapped the desk and said: "Take these and go find Lord Chu and his aunt right away to get the shop and the farm back immediately. Not a moment later."

He was worried that he could not find a reason to deal with Aunt Chu Yuwen, but this time it gave him an excuse and an opportunity. He must deal with her severely to vent his hatred.

Qiu Shan nodded and left with the deed, "Prince, don't worry, I will make that old woman lose face and never let her raise her head again."

"And silver." Prince Zhong said coldly: "General Chu borrowed 50,000 taels of silver from me, can't the Chu Marquisate pay it back?"

"Five, fifty thousand taels?" Qiu Shan stared at the prince in disbelief, still as cruel as ever.

"Why?" Prince Zhong said: "Two shops and a farm, even the rent for these ten or eighteen years is more than 10,000 taels, not to mention it's a business, so this little money, I don't want more."

Qiu Shan: "..."

The prince didn't ask for more, just the interest!

This is not only to make General Chu's concubine spit out the profit silver, but also to teach her a lesson and make her spit out some blood, it's really a good plan.

...

"Fifty thousand taels?"

Chu Yuwen looked at the thick stack of banknotes, then looked at Wang Lin's bright smile, and asked: "Didn't I ask you to borrow five thousand taels?"

"I said five thousand taels." Wang Lin looked at Chu Yuwen innocently, "But that person gave me fifty thousand taels and told me a little silver. Don't worry too much. General Chu can take the silver if he needs it."

He is still confused now! He has never seen someone who is borrowing money, and he can take the initiative to increase the price to lend more to the person.

"Forget it." Chu Yuwen waved his hand and said: "It's fine as long as I can borrow it, don't worry about how much."

He thought to himself: Anyway, it's the silver prepared for his son, and it's also the son of his Prince Zhong. At worst, if he regrets it later, he can find a way to pay it back.

Chu Yuwen held a thick stack of banknotes, his eyes looking at the window, as if he could see thousands of miles away through the window: I don't know what my son looks like and what he is doing now?

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Chapter 54

"Yang'er, Yang'er."

"Auntie." Xia Yang was weeding in the greenhouse when he heard someone calling him outside. He came out and saw that it was Auntie Li. "Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing, I just saw Mr. Liu's father come back, so I came to tell you." Auntie Li said.

"Oh." Xia Yang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect it to be so soon. "Thank you, Auntie. I'll tell the young scholar later."

"Okay, then I'll go." Auntie Li walked away with a basket and a smile.

Xia Yang looked in the direction of his home, turned around and locked the greenhouse door, preparing to go back and tell Liu Jingwen first, so that he wouldn't continue to worry.

He didn't expect it to be so soon. It was less than a month since he asked Manager Wang and Zhang Liu to come back. How could he come back suddenly?

Could it be that Liu's father came back by himself and didn't receive the letter he sent? Calculating the time, it is not impossible. How can you find someone so quickly?

"Little scholar." Xia Yang returned home and went to the study to find someone. "Just now, Aunt Li said that she saw your father coming back. Now you don't have to worry anymore."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen turned his head and looked at Xia Yang and smiled: "Why did you come back specially? It's the same if you tell me later."

"I'm afraid you'll worry." Xia Yang smiled.

He glanced at Wang Hao who was writing and asked Liu Jingwen: "Don't you want to go over and take a look?"

"No." Liu Jingwen shook his head, "I feel relieved that my father is back. He will come over after he rests at home for a few days."

"Okay, then I'll go to work. If you have anything, please call me, Brother Wang." Xia Yang said.

"Well, go." Liu Jingwen smiled and said: "We don't have to worry about my father and the others."

Xia Yang didn't say anything and turned to leave the study. He knew that Liu Jingwen didn't say it on the surface, but he was very proud in his bones. With Liu's mother's words, he would never step into the Liu family.

He didn't care about these things himself. There was still a lot of work to do in the greenhouse. It was already December, and there was only the last batch of watermelons left in the greenhouse.

Xia Yang calculated the time, and he had to raise seedlings and plant another crop of watermelons. When they matured in March or April next year, he could make some money.

"Brother Yang," Ershu came to find Xia Yang, "I want to talk to you about something."

The vegetables in the greenhouse were about to be taken off the shelves, and he saw that Xia Yang had not made any move, so he wanted to come over and ask what other vegetables he was going to plant, and now he had to start preparing.

"We won't grow vegetables anymore." Xia Yang knew why he came over and said with a smile, "Even if we grow them now, they won't be mature before the New Year. It's better to grow watermelons, which are easier to manage and don't compete with the villagers for profits."

"Will the price of vegetables go down after the New Year?" Ershu frowned. He still had a feeling of unreality and thought that the price Xia Yang offered was too high. "If it goes down, tell the villagers earlier so they won't have any objections and you won't lose money." "

No." Xia Yang smiled and patted Ershu on the shoulder. "Growing vegetables is more troublesome to manage, but growing watermelons is easier and you can be more relaxed."

"We'll be raising seedlings these days, and after the last batch of vegetables is sent out, we'll have to prepare the land. We'll be busy." Xia Yang said, "However, the greenhouse won't be too busy before the New Year."

He touched his chin, feeling as if he had overlooked something. When Ershu spoke, Xia Yang remembered, "Do you still have time to spare? When the vegetables from the greenhouse in the village come down, won't you be busy harvesting them?"

"Yes." Xia Yang slapped his forehead, "I said I forgot something, it turned out to be this."

He looked at Ershu and said, "When we have time, we have to go to each household to check. There are more than a dozen greenhouses that have been built first. If we pick the vegetables together, it may be difficult for us to transport them all at once. It is best to let them send them in batches."

"Leave it to me." Ershu dusted off the dust on his body and said, "I'll go and take a look now, and by the way, take note of the greenhouses that are growing well, and collect from these first."

"Don't be so anxious, I think we have to wait for a while for their vegetables." Xia Yang smiled and said, "You can divide them into several batches, and send them over every few days after they are ripe."

...

"Dad." When the eldest brother Liu heard that his father was back, he hurried back from the greenhouse, "You're back."

"Yeah." Father Liu nodded and smiled, "I heard from your sister that you are all growing greenhouses at home now?"

"Yes." The eldest brother Liu said to his father with a smile, "Dad, our village has made a fortune this time, and we will never be poor again."

He recounted Xia Yang's experiment in growing greenhouses, focusing on the price of vegetables, "Dad, these vegetables can really be sold at such a high price, why don't I believe it?"

"If you don't believe it, don't plant it." Father Liu glared at him and scolded with a smile, "If it was the brother of the Jingwen family, how could he buy your vegetables if he didn't sell them at such a high price, and give you money from the sky?"

"Dad." The second brother Liu smiled innocently, "We just couldn't believe it. We were so happy that we felt it was unreal."

"Rich families are not what you can imagine." Father Liu said, "Those powerful and noble families are even worse. They! They don't care how much money they spend. As long as they want to eat, they will spend a lot of money."

He glanced at his two sons, knowing that they had little experience, and was happy to tell them some things, telling them about the powerful and noble families he had seen.

Looking at the people in the room, all of whom stared with eyes wide open in surprise, Father Liu smiled and said, "You originally had the opportunity to come into contact with these things, but what a pity! Your third brother..."

After he said this, the Liu family understood that if Liu Jingwen had not encountered any accidents and had continued to take the imperial examinations and become an official, they would have been able to see these things.

"We don't have that fate." Liu's mother, who was sitting aside, suddenly blurted out a sentence with a cold expression and didn't even look at Liu's father. "The family has been divided, and there is no such person in the Liu family anymore."

Liu's mother looked at her children, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and said seriously: "No matter what others do, it has nothing to do with us. You all should control yourselves and don't let me find out that you have done anything you shouldn't do."

She glanced at Liu's father, as if talking to her own children, "Don't bring irrelevant people back. Outsiders are not welcome here."

"Mom." Liu Laoda looked at his father and was particularly annoyed by his mother's constant quarrel with him. "What are you talking about? That's the third brother. We are still brothers even after the family has been divided."

"He didn't crawl out of my belly, so how can he be your brother?" Liu's mother said angrily: "I'll say it again today. Whoever wants to make decisions in this family on his own should get out of here."

"You should get out." Liu's father didn't want to care about it, but Liu's mother's words were too harsh. "Count on your fingers yourself, how much of this family did you earn?" "Don't talk to me about having children. Without me, you can't have them either." Father Liu looked at Mother Liu coldly and said mercilessly: "You have been married to me for so many years, and I, Liu Chenghe, have never asked you to work in the fields. Which woman doesn't work in the fields like a man?" "Because I have been away from home for many years, I feel sorry for you, so I want to make up for it in other ways, but if I don't go out to work, it will be difficult for you to have enough food." "Where did you get the silk and satin you used to wear, and the jewelry on your head, body and hands? I, Liu Chenghe, don't have the ability to earn these." Father Liu sighed: He didn't want to argue about these things. He could understand that a woman loved her own children, but he couldn't bear not to treat other people's children well. He looked at his children. He had never said this for so many years. Father Liu himself had always felt guilty for not taking good care of the general's children. "I did." Father Liu raised his hand to wipe his face. His once strong side had been worn away by life. "This child's family has done us a favor, but they didn't say who it was. You don't understand the relationship. It's not good to know too much."

The eldest and second oldest Liu looked at each other. They were already sensible when Liu Jingwen came, and they still remembered some of the things that happened at home.

It was because their grandparents ignored Liu Jingwen that their father got angry and wanted to separate.

Thinking of this, they both felt a little upset, remembering that their mother always secretly scolded their third brother, and once she was caught doing it. They

were almost chased back to their mother's home by their father. Since then, their mother really stopped and dared not to do it to their third brother, but she always took an indifferent attitude.

"Dad." The two eldest Liu brothers looked at their father eagerly, not knowing why he was bringing up these things now, fearing that he would get angry. "We will always remember what Dad said, and the third brother will always be our third brother."

"You don't deserve it." Liu's father said mercilessly: "Do as your mother says, and have nothing to do with Jingwen in the future, and never contact each other until you die."

"Are you satisfied?" Liu's father turned to look at Liu's mother and said: "This matter ends here. I don't want to hear another word about Jingwen from your mouth."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked into the house, saying as he walked: "If you really have the heart to break off all ties, then take out all the things you got. If not, shut up. I don't want to hear another word like that."

"Mom." The Liu brothers saw their father go into the inner room, looked at Liu's mother and said: "There are some things we don't know, but we still know what you have, mom. Just look at those gold and silver jewelry. It's not a problem to support the third brother."

"But dad never asked you to take it out. The money that third brother spent was not ours. In fact, we got a lot of benefits from it. Why do you always do this?"

"I can't stand your father's attitude." Liu's mother said with a gloomy face: "How can you love other people's children instead of your own? I have no objection to him raising me, but he loves me too much. I'm not a young master. I don't have to provide for me every day."

"Also, bring back the things for me." Liu's mother sneered: "Didn't you say that it was a reward from the master? Since it's a reward, it belongs to me. Why should I take it out?"

"Mom." Liu Laoer suddenly stood up, his lips trembling a little, "Young master? Dad used to work in a wealthy family. Third brother, third brother..."

His words made everyone in the room nervous. The two daughters-in-law looked at each other. A young master from a wealthy family? They often gave Liu Jingwen a cold look behind others' backs.

With Liu's mother's attitude, the sisters-in-law always thought that Liu Jingwen had taken advantage of them. Who would have known what their father-in-law said just now, and what their husband said...

"So what if they are from a wealthy family?" Liu's mother sneered: "Either something happened to them or they were all dead, otherwise why would they let your father bring the child back."

She glanced at her two daughters-in-law, whose faces turned pale with fright. Liu's mother couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips: she had seen them give Liu Jingwen a lot of cold looks, especially after they went blind, some of the words were said directly to their faces, which embarrassed Liu Jingwen a lot.

"Forget it, forget it." The eldest brother of Liu heard his mother's words getting more and more unpleasant. If his father heard this, it would be terrible. "Let's stop talking and go about our own business."

"Then go and do your business." Mother Liu stood up with a smug look on her face. Father Liu had just said that he would have nothing to do with Liu Jingwen in the future. She was so happy that she smiled. "When the vegetables in the greenhouse grow up, we will have endless money to spend."

She had already made a plan in her mind. Now she forced Father Liu to say that in the future, the money earned would not be divided into a penny. Let Liu Jingwen and the others spend their own money.

I heard that the young man made a lot of money and was very popular in the village, but I didn't know how long this good life would last?

Father Liu heard these words in the hall clearly in the room. He closed his eyes helplessly: Forget it, it's best to have nothing to do with each other in the future to avoid any more trouble.

He rested for a while, and heard no movement outside. It was estimated that everyone was busy with their own things. Father Liu couldn't wait to see his son, so he got up and left quietly.

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Chapter 55

In the dead of winter, the cold wind was howling and the earth was desolate.

Liu Chenghe walked on the dirt road in the village, looking at the village he hadn't seen for a long time. There were many memories buried here.

"Alas!" He sighed in his heart: If his son chooses to go to the capital, he will have to accompany him all the time, and he doesn't know if he can come back in the future. After

so many years of raising him, Liu Chenghe really regarded Liu Jingwen as his own son. Thinking that if he went to the capital, he would be worried and wanted to go with him.

With all his thoughts in mind, he came to the wasteland at the end of the village and was shocked by the scene in front of him. There were large sheds like houses standing next to each other.

Where is the desolate appearance of the past?

This should be the most lively place in the village. There are figures walking everywhere, and even children gather here to play.

Liu Chenghe looked at the lively villagers, everyone with a smile on their face. It seems that the village where he has grown up all his life has finally ushered in a new life with another look.

"Uncle Chenghe."

Liu Chenghe was watching the changes in the villagers and was lost in thought when a clear and pleasant voice came, "Do you want to go over?"

A young man looked at Liu Chenghe with a smile on his face and asked, "Are you coming to see the greenhouse built in the village, or to see Mr. Liu?"

"Both." Liu Chenghe smiled and said, "Why is there a roadblock? What happened in the village?"

When he said this, the smile on his face slowly faded. He wondered if someone saw the villagers making money and wanted to cause trouble for Liujia Village.

"We're afraid that others will know that we built a greenhouse in our village, so we don't let outsiders in." The young man smiled and said, "We will be able to earn money soon, and then

we won't be afraid. The village chief said that we can take the money to the government for help." "Haha." Liu Chenghe shook his head and laughed, "Money is sometimes useless, but don't worry, just do it boldly. A timid person can't accomplish anything big."

"Uncle Chenghe." The young man's eyes suddenly bent with a smile, thinking of the village chief's words, and said, "The village chief has been looking forward to your return. We won't be afraid when your uncle comes back."

"Okay." Liu Chenghe smiled and said nothing. He understood what the village chief meant. Although his ability was limited, he would do his best to protect it. "I'll go to my son's house first, and then go around to various places later."

"Okay." The young man smiled and opened the roadblock, letting Liu Chenghe pass. "The village chief is also here, uncle will see him in a while."

Liu Chenghe nodded and left. When he looked at Liu Jingwen's house, he couldn't help but slow down his pace and stared in disbelief. His son actually lived in such a good house?

The tall gatehouse with blue bricks and blue tiles, such a magnificent house, can be counted in the county town. Only a wealthy family can own it. Liu Chenghe's restless heart gradually calmed down.

He stood at the door and took a deep breath to relieve his nervousness. He didn't know how his son would react when he heard the news he brought.

"Knock knock knock." Liu Chenghe raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"I'm coming." Wang Hao heard someone knocking on the door, came out to answer, and asked as he walked: "Who is it?"

"Jingwen's father." Liu Chenghe said.

"Uncle Liu." Wang Hao opened the door and saw Liu Chenghe hurriedly invited him in. "Brother Liu has been thinking about you all the time. Please come in quickly."

"Dad." Liu Jingwen heard his father's voice and walked out of the study. "Why did you come here just now? Take a rest at home."

"Not tired." Liu Chenghe said, "I came back with the escort agency and didn't suffer much along the way. It was said that your friend asked them to help."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "I haven't received any news yet. It is estimated that it was Manager Wang or Brother Zhang who helped. This is all thanks to Brother Yang. It's all his favor."

"Your husband?" Liu Chenghe asked, "I heard that he has helped the villagers a lot. Now he is going to lead the villagers to grow greenhouses and sell vegetables?"

"Yes, it's all him." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "He is capable."

He took Liu's father's arm and asked him to sit down. "A lot of things happened at home. I will tell Dad slowly."

"Uncle Liu, have some tea." Wang Hao poured tea for Liu's father and went into the study to sort out the manuscript. He didn't want to delay their conversation. "I'll go to the study, you guys chat slowly."

Liu Chenghe looked at the furnishings in the room, fresh and strange, and couldn't wait to let Liu Jingwen tell him about what happened during this period. "You talk, Dad is listening."

Time passed slowly, and Liu Chenghe learned about some things that happened here after he left the village. He frowned and was obviously dissatisfied.

But this dissatisfaction was directed at his family. Someone made things difficult for them, but no one came forward, which disappointed him again.

Especially when Liu Jingwen mentioned that he went to help Xia Yang during the wheat harvest, and what his old woman said, his face became even colder.

Liu Chenghe knew that her decision was right. As she wished, she and Liu Jingwen would completely break up, and no one would get involved with each other in the future.

"Yang'er," Liu Chenghe said, "I was dissatisfied at first because of the issue of offspring. Now that he takes such good care of you and has done a good deed to the village, I can no longer say that."

He sighed: thinking about passing on the general's family line, now that he is alive, he doesn't care about these things, let his son live happily the way he wants!

Liu Chenghe stood up and looked at his son's new house carefully. He was curious about everything and asked, "Did your husband come up with all these ideas?"

Liu Jingwen introduced to him one by one what each difference built by Xia Yang was used for, and proudly said to Liu's father, "Yang'er came up with so many wonderful things for my convenience."

"Yes." Liu's father looked at the bathroom his son mentioned, and the toilet that allowed him to sit down and solve physiological problems. "This child is really careful. How did he get this brain? No wonder he can think of a way to grow vegetables in winter." Liu Jingwen just smiled and said nothing. Some things are seen through but not revealed. He didn't want conspiracy theories or to find out what Xia Yang was hiding. As long as the two of them were happy, it was better than anything else. "Son." Liu Chenghe opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't tell Liu Jingwen that the general was alive. He was afraid that Liu Jingwen would have a grudge and think that the general didn't want him anymore, although he himself had this worry. "Dad." Liu Jingwen said: "Just say whatever you want to say, why are you hesitating?" "You, your father is still alive." Liu Chenghe finally said this, and then his mouth became smooth, "But I don't know where the general is, why haven't I found you for so many years." "Alive?" Liu Jingwen frowned, his face showing a thoughtful look, "Didn't Dad say that he was dead back then, what's going on now?" "Not sure." When Liu Chenghe said this, his face was not good, and he told how he heard the news again, and said with some regret: "I was also discouraged at the time, and I left in a moment of anger." "Don't blame Dad." Liu Jingwen said: "Friends don't even have basic trust, no matter how much he says, he may not tell you the accurate news." After listening to what happened, Liu Jingwen knew what Liu's father was angry about. Even between friends, after the passage of time and the vicissitudes of life, if there are misunderstandings between each other, they cannot just ask and give the other party a chance to explain. In addition, the general to whom Liu's father has always been loyal also treats him in the same way. It is unacceptable for anyone else. The gap is too big. "I don't understand why the general didn't look for you." Liu Chenghe has been struggling with this question, and he can't figure it out. "If you are his illegitimate child, it's fine, but you are his biological child!"

"Because I'm already dead in his place." Liu Jingwen said nonchalantly, "Didn't father say that the two concubines also went to the capital, so why didn't he arrange a place for me to go? Naturally, death would be the easiest and would save me some trouble." "Then?" Liu Chenghe wanted to say how could he believe them, but then he thought of many things that happened by accident, "I also think the problem may be with them, but I don't understand why the general doesn't investigate before making a conclusion." "Maybe it's because I can't help it, or maybe their lies are too real." Liu Jingwen smiled, patted his father's arm soothingly, and said, "Maybe a big trouble like me is not needed by others, and death may be the best outcome." "Son." Liu Chenghe was afraid that he would be like this, so he grabbed Liu Jingwen's hand and said, "Impossible. If the general regarded you as a trouble, he would not have given birth to you at all. Dad sees how much he loves you, and you must believe this." "Oh, I believe it." Liu Jingwen said, "Don't worry, Dad. He gave birth to me and didn't give me away. Instead, he brought me back to the general's mansion and gave me to you to raise. I believe he wanted me to live." Liu Chenghe moved his lips, not knowing what to say. Liu Jingwen was right, but he just felt something was wrong. "Son, there will always be a day when this matter will be clear. Dad will not stop you no matter what you want to do. Everything is up to you." "Let's do this first." Liu Jingwen chuckled. He knew what his father meant, but he didn't want to do it. "Dad's friend should be able to bring the news of meeting you over. It all depends on what they mean. I don't care here." "What if Zhao Yujiang doesn't say it?" Liu Chenghe didn't dare to gamble. The general's death and resurrection made him a little nervous. "Didn't you miss the opportunity to recognize the general?" "That's not fate." Liu Jingwen said lightly, "Our fate is too shallow. Even if we force it, we may not get good results. Dad should relax and don't think about it. Let everything take its course." "Alas!" Liu Chenghe sighed. This son was raised by him since he was young. He knows his character best. He will never change his mind. He is stubborn and obstinate, just like the general. "Don't you want to know who your biological father is?" Liu Chenghe asked tentatively: "Only the general knows this. If he doesn't tell you, you may never know the news of your biological father in your life." Liu Jingwen was silent for a while. When he knew this, he was already twelve years old. It happened that he passed the examination for a student that year, and everyone was happy. But Liu's mother still looked indifferent. He asked Liu Chenghe puzzledly: Dad, why is my mother not happy when I passed the examination for a student? Does she dislike me so much? To be honest, although Liu Jingwen asked Liu Chenghe this, he was not sad at all, but just a little puzzled. He had little contact with Liu's mother, and he was loved by his father all day long. This mother was just a name for him. In Liu Jingwen's eyes, Liu's mother was not as good as an outsider, but he kept it in his heart and didn't say it. However, he still wanted to understand this puzzled part. At that time, Father Liu was in a dilemma. After thinking it over again and again, he decided to tell Liu Jingwen about his life experience. He didn't want to disappoint his child, and he wanted him to know the existence of the general. Maybe because of Father Liu, a good father who loves him, Liu Jingwen did not have any resistance to his life experience. He just knew why Mother Liu didn't like him. Maybe for this reason, Liu Jingwen often wondered in his heart, if the father who gave birth to him was still alive, would he like him? Maybe he would like him? Love him like his father. "I don't want to know." Liu Jingwen said: "I'm fine now, and I don't want to change anything." He said: "If you can find me, I will recognize this father. After all, he gave birth to me. As for the question of my biological father? It depends on what he means. I'm not curious." "Cough cough cough." Father Liu was suddenly choked by saliva and coughed violently. Is this a matter of curiosity or not? "Dad." Liu Jingwen tapped his back. He knew why his father reacted like this, but he pretended not to know. "Drink your tea slowly." "Yeah." His father nodded and replied, "Let's wait a little longer. If you change your mind, tell Dad." "I know." Liu Jingwen thought about it and said, "Don't worry, Dad. What you think may not exist. In fact, we think too much. Calm down and wait slowly." "Alas!" Liu Chenghe sighed in his heart: This son is too smart. He knows everything he thinks and still wants to comfort himself. He was also hesitant in his heart. He didn't know what the general was like? What if, what if he really didn't want this son? If he took people to look for him, he might harm the child. It would be better to hide in this corner and live a good life in obscurity. "Forget it." Liu Chenghe finally put his son's safety first, and he didn't dare to take any risk. "I'll go back first." He had been hiding in Liujia Village with Liu Jingwen for so many years. There was no need to fail at this time. Compared with Liu Jingwen's life, finding the general was not that important. "Well, Dad, go back and rest early." Liu Jingwen didn't keep him, got up and sent Liu's father away, and told him: "Dad, don't go back and embarrass the eldest brother and the second brother. Some things are also difficult for them." "I won't say a word to them in the future." Liu's father said: "Since you want to break up, break up. No one expects them to live." Since the moment he knew that the general was still alive, Liu's father had been thinking about the family's affairs in his heart. If he left for this period of time, someone could take care of Liu Jingwen. The past can be forgiven. Liu Jingwen wanted to help them a little, and Liu's father would not stop him, but now he had no such idea at all. "Alas!" Liu Jingwen sighed in his heart: He understood what Liu's father meant, that is, no matter how good his life was in the future, he would not let any of them have the opportunity to accept his help. He did not try to persuade them. With the greenhouse, the people of Liujia Village would all benefit. It was not important whether he helped or not. They could talk about the future later. After seeing off Liu's father, Liu Jingwen finished his own business. When Wang Hao was sorting out the manuscript by himself, he sat aside in a daze. He did not think about the problem of his father. He was mainly considering whether he should tell Xia Yang about this matter. After all, they were husband and wife and there were some things that should not be hidden. Just like this matter, if Liu's father had not told him that the general's biological father was still alive, Liu Jingwen would not have mentioned it. It was an insignificant matter that would not affect their lives or be affected in any way. Should he say it or not? In Liu Jingwen's opinion, there was no need. But now the situation has changed, and there might be problems someday. He thought it would be better to tell Xia Yang in advance so that he could be prepared. The author has something to say:

Chapter 56

"You're here so soon?"

Xia Yang couldn't believe it. Father Liu came to see Liu Jingwen right after he came back. No wonder Mother Liu and the others didn't want to. "Is it hard to be away from home?"

"Not bad." Liu Jingwen said, "Dad has been used to it all his life."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took off the hairpin on his head. The black hair like a waterfall instantly fell down, and the delicate white cheeks were set off to be even more soft.

Xia Yang was stunned, and his throat swallowed unconsciously. He felt that his willpower was getting weaker and weaker.

Liu Jingwen didn't know what was wrong. Recently, he always touched his hair in front of him intentionally or unbuttoned his clothes slowly.

He also had to talk to him while doing these slightly seductive and tempting movements, and occasionally smiled, which always made Xia Yang dazed.

"Oh." Xia Yang turned his head unnaturally. If he hadn't been busy recently, he might not be able to control himself. "I'll go get you some bath water."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen responded lightly. When he heard Xia Yang's footsteps, the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger. He whispered, "Let's see when you can't help it."

Xia Yang went to the bathroom, rinsed the bathtub with water, then poured in hot water and then added cold water. His mind was empty and he didn't imagine what Liu Jingwen looked like at the moment.

He stretched out his hand to test the water temperature and felt it was slightly hot. It was just right to call Liu Jingwen over now. "Little scholar, let's go. The bath water is ready."

Xia Yang took Liu Jingwen's clothes and sent him into the bathroom. Seeing him standing upright next to the bathtub in a snow-white inner garment, he paused as he was about to leave. "Call me when you're done."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen looked up, puzzled, as if asking if it wasn't like this on other days? Why did he mention it specifically today?

"I'm going out." Xia Yang said without moving, his eyes fell on Liu Jingwen, as if waiting for something, but he didn't expect Liu Jingwen to start taking off his clothes and casually said, "Go."

"Alas!" Xia Yang left the bathroom helplessly. He didn't know what he was waiting for. Was he waiting for Liu Jingwen to keep him?

This situation has been going on for a while, and it's always the same. Xia Yang didn't know whether he didn't want to take the initiative or felt that Liu Jingwen didn't seem to care.

Their relationship is delicate now. They sleep together every day like the closest people, but they don't go any further. At most, they hold hands and hug shoulders.

"Pa." Xia Yang raised his hand and slapped himself. He paced back and forth at the bathroom door with a frustrated look on his face, and his mood became more and more irritable.

He cursed himself in his heart: Look at your hypocritical energy. You don't want to always want to stay away from Liu Jingwen, and now you want others to take the initiative.

He turned and leaned against the door, thinking about how to change this situation. After thinking about it, he should take the initiative. What a man! Why are you hesitating?

But Liu Jingwen always looked innocent and ignorant of the world. Every time Xia Yang saw those clean eyes without a trace of dust, he couldn't do it.

Although he was the one being oppressed, Liu Jingwen always gave him the look of being innocent and being desecrated by him, which made Xia Yang stay away.

Xia Yang was really helpless! After waiting for a long time, the young scholar didn't do it to him, and even didn't mention the matter of consummating the marriage again.

Even if you only take the initiative a little bit, I can take advantage of it!

Could it be that he still doesn't know what a husband and wife is?

"Impossible." Xia Yang shook his head. Liu Jingwen himself mentioned the matter of consummating the marriage. If he had agreed at that time, he would have regretted it.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought so. Although Liu Jingwen was only ten or eighteen years old and was still an innocent and beautiful boy, marriage was early in ancient times, and Liu Jingwen couldn't have been unaware of it.

Even if the ancients were more subtle in this regard, there should be premarital education, and perhaps they knew more than this old bachelor.

"Hehe." Xia Yang thought of this and couldn't help but giggle a few times. He made up his mind that he must agree to Liu Jingwen's proposal at that time the next time.

If he keeps ignoring her, she should take the initiative to find a suitable time. There is no need to argue with a sour scholar who talks about courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame all day long. Welfare should be fought for by oneself.

"I'm done washing." Liu Jingwen called out in the bathroom, "Brother Yang, come in and wash." "

I'm coming." Xia Yang pushed open the bathroom door and caught a glimpse of Liu Jingwen tying his belt, "Do you need help?"

"Okay." Liu Jingwen paused and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Yang."

"It's okay, it's just tying a belt. It's okay to help you put it on." Xia Yang smiled.

He tied the belt for Liu Jingwen in a flattering manner and took the opportunity to secretly take a few glances at his snow-white chest. This look surprised Xia Yang.

Liu Jingwen looked thin and weak as a scholar, but at this moment Xia Yang found that he had a good figure, a typical thin man in clothes and muscular man in undress.

The muscles on his chest were smooth, and he accidentally touched it and felt that it was hard and contained infinite power, as if it could burst out at any time.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang said curiously: "You still have muscles on your body? I thought you never did any work, your body should be all soft flesh, soft, smooth, tender and nice to touch when you pinch it."

"It feels good to touch like this too." Liu Jingwen coughed lightly, a smile appeared on his face, "How can a man not have muscles? Even if I don't work, I still consume a lot of physical energy every day. There's no need to be surprised if I have a stronger body."

"Oh." Xia Yang suddenly remembered that Liu Jingwen relied on his own legs to run back and forth between the town and the village to study. It was not surprising that he had a good figure with a lot of exercise every day.

"The bedding is ready." Xia Yang helped Liu Jingwen back to his room and sat him down. He picked up a towel and dried his hair. "Go to bed if you're sleepy. I'll be back after taking a shower."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen held a wooden comb in his hand and wanted to comb his hair. "Go ahead. I can do it myself."

"I'll comb it for you." Xia Yang took the wooden comb from his hand and combed his hair a little bit. He praised, "Your hair is really good. It's black, shiny and lustrous."

"Maybe it's because my father took good care of me when I was a child." Liu Jingwen said.

He had seen other people's dry or messy hair before, and knew that it was mostly related to life. Thinking of this, Liu Jingwen raised his hand, "Brother Yang, let me touch your hair."

"It's not easy to touch." Xia Yang lowered his head and let him put his hand on his head, saying, "It's better now than before, but it's far worse than yours. It still needs some time to recover."

"Hmm." Liu Jingwen kneaded and pinched it a few times, and it felt that it was not so smooth and a little astringent. "Eat more good food in the future. Tomorrow Wang Hao will send the manuscript to the county for settlement. He can get more than 50 taels of silver back. I will buy you all the food.

Don't save it." "Okay." Xia Yang did not refuse, and smiled: "I ate all the more than 50 taels of silver, leaving nothing."

"Go take a shower." Liu Jingwen knew he was joking, and urged Xia Yang: "I have something to tell you when you come back."

"What is it?" Xia Yang was surprised. It was the first time that Liu Jingwen wanted to talk to him about something. "If it's important, you can tell me now. There's no rush to take a shower."

"I'm not in a hurry about this either." Liu Jingwen stretched out his hand and pushed Xia Yang down, and smiled: "Go quickly, just to tell you about the family."

"Oh." Xia Yang turned and left. There was nothing important at home, and there was no need to rush.

However, he guessed that it might have something to do with Liu's father, so Xia Yang came back from taking a shower very quickly, took off his clothes in a few seconds, and got into his bed.

"Okay, tell me." Xia Yang turned to look at Liu Jingwen who was lying quietly beside him, "But what's wrong with your father?"

"It's indeed about my father." Liu Jingwen said lightly.

He stretched out his hand from under the quilt, looking for Xia Yang's hand and holding it in his palm, "I have too many fathers, it's not easy to deal with."

"Puff." Xia Yang burst into laughter, "Hahaha." "

Laugh." Liu Jingwen raised the corner of his mouth and laughed out loud, "Others have only one father, I have three."

"Three." Xia Yang's heart moved, he turned over and lay on his side looking at Liu Jingwen, "So many? How come I haven't seen them before?"

"I haven't seen them either." Liu Jingwen said: "Brother Yang, have you heard that I am not a child of the Liu family?"

"This?" Xia Yang pondered for a moment. He had heard about this from Wang Zhao, "I have heard."

Liu Jingwen slowly told Xia Yang about his life experience, without hiding anything, and told him everything he knew.

Including that his father was a general, and he gave birth to him without hiding his identity as a younger brother. Not long after he was born, he heard the news that his father died on the battlefield.

As for who his biological father is, he himself doesn't know. It's estimated that only his father knows, and he is also a shameful person.

Liu's father was a subordinate of Liu Jingwen's father. After retiring from the military camp, he went to the general's mansion as a guard. He was deeply trusted by his father. In the end, because he couldn't take care of the child himself, he gave the child to Liu's father to take

care of. Later, the general died in the battlefield. Liu's father was anxious to find out the news. He entrusted Liu Jingwen to the wet nurse and left the mansion to find people to inquire.

Because he didn't dare to abandon Liu Jingwen completely, Liu's father didn't dare to go far. He could only go out early and come back late to ask people around the city to find out whether the news was true.

For more than a month, no other news was heard from the border. The general's death in the battle seemed to be true, and some people finally got restless.

Maybe Liu Jingwen blocked other people's way, or maybe he didn't like him alone. There was a concubine named Wang in the mansion. One day, she sent someone to steal him out of her yard and prepare to throw him away.

Liu's father happened to see him when he came back. He quietly followed the woman who stole Liu Jingwen and saw her dump him at the foot of a mountain outside the city.

Liu's father knew that he could not bring Liu Jingwen back to the mansion. He had no support now and did not dare to confront him head-on. He could only swallow his anger and suppress the matter.

So he took this opportunity to take him back to Liujia Village to raise him, thinking of raising Liu Jingwen to adulthood and leaving a bloodline for the general.

As for whether to seek revenge on Wang Guiqi in the future, or to find the general's relatives and family, it depends on Liu Jingwen's intention.

"You are a child?" Xia Yang heard this, held Liu Jingwen's hand with his backhand, and said distressedly: "How can you be so cruel to hinder her?"

Fortunately, Liu's father came back at that time, otherwise Liu Jingwen would not be sure whether he was dead or alive, and naturally he would not marry Xia Yang.

"What is the identity of the concubine in the mansion? Your father dare not ask for justice?" Xia Yang asked.

He had many doubts in his heart. Thinking of what Liu Jingwen said about his father's relatives and family, Liu's father had no intention of looking for them. It seemed that there were many problems.

"Wang Guiqi is the illegitimate daughter of the prefect, and the other is the illegitimate daughter of the co-prefect." Liu Jingwen said: "Neither of them is someone my father can mess with. When he can't go to my father's relatives and family to make the decision, he can only endure it."

"What is your father's identity? Why did he hide his identity as a little brother and pretend to be a man to go to the battlefield?" Xia Yang asked.

"The illegitimate son of the Chu Marquis's Mansion." Liu Jingwen said: "A illegitimate son means that my father is destined not to take me to find him, not to mention that my father also concealed the identity of the little brother. Is this my father's decision alone, or is there some secret that no one knows."

"Oh." Xia Yang understood that it turned out that Liu's father and others could not be sure whether the people in Liu's mansion knew about the general's concealment of his identity, so they did not dare to go to the capital to look for relatives.

This matter is possible. Maybe it is the illegitimate son's way of making a living, or maybe it is a sacrifice of the Marquis's Mansion. No matter which point Liu's father and others will not look for it.

Because young men in this dynasty cannot serve as officials, the general's behavior is a crime of deceiving the emperor. If it is leaked, many people may die.

To put it mildly, Liu's father and Liu Jingwen will die. To put it more seriously, even the Chuhou Mansion will suffer, and there is a danger of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan.

If this is the case, Liu's father really cannot bring people to the capital. Even if the Chuhou Mansion knows about Liu Jingwen, they may not let them go and may kill them to silence them.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang hugged him lovingly, feeling sorry for his ill-fated fate, "Why is your life so full of ups and downs!"

"Nothing." Liu Jingwen snuggled in Xia Yang's arms and smiled softly, "Isn't it good now? I have such a good husband like Yang Ge'er, and three fathers, although I don't know who the biological father is yet." "Do

you want to go find him?" Xia Yang thought that Liu Jingwen might want to go find him when he knew that his father was not dead. "I'll go with you, no matter where you are, as long as you want to find me, I'll go with you."

"Thank you, Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen put his hand on Xia Yang's face, gently stroked and touched him, and said: "No, I don't have a deep relationship with him. If I go, it may embarrass my father, and I don't want to cause trouble for him because of me."

"Little scholar." Xia Yang's eyes were hot. He heard what Liu Jingwen meant, "This matter is not urgent. Maybe there will be a chance in the future, maybe your father will come to find you."

Who doesn't want to know the news of his biological father? Even if Liu's father is good to Liu Jingwen, his father's blood flows in his bones.

How can blood ties be easily severed?

With Liu's mother's actions in the past, Liu Jingwen knew that he was not a child of the Liu family. How could he not want to know who his relatives are and what they look like?

"I'll wait." Liu Jingwen hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Maybe my father is thinking about me too. After all, I was born by him, and he may not be able to help himself. No matter what the reason is, I don't blame him. I know that I am a trouble, and if I move, it will bring disaster to many people."

This is also the reason why Liu Jingwen refused to go to the capital. He knew that his eyes were like his father's, so he must look like his biological father.

Without knowing anything, he didn't want to take the risk of going there. After all, if someone discovered his identity, it might be a horrible disaster. Even

if he studied for the imperial examination, Liu Jingwen was also preparing to take the exam for a scholar. If he was really sure that his father didn't conceive him in the capital as Liu's father said.

Liu Jingwen planned to continue to take the exam for a juren. After all, the fame of a scholar was too small, and he couldn't repay the Liu family's kindness. This is why he has always tolerated Liu's mother.

He didn't mention his biological father to Xia Yang much, because he had always been arranged by his father to take care of him. Where is that biological father? Who is he?

Since his father was the only one who took care of him, Liu Jingwen felt that whether he had this father or not was a decision that his father had to make. He did not want to get involved in these matters, nor did he want to do anything that would embarrass others.

"Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen suddenly raised his head and stroked Xia Yang's face. "Let's live a good life. Even if there is no one but us, we will still live well."

"Of course." Xia Yang hugged him tightly, lowered his head and put his cheek against Liu Jingwen's face, "We don't need anyone to live a good life. I will make a lot of money, and we will live happily every day."

They talked a lot that night and made plans for their future lives. Xia Yang even wanted to tell Liu Jingwen that he would never think about leaving again.

This idea had long been thrown to a place where Xia Yang couldn't find it. He didn't care about the question of man or boy.

No matter what their identity was, it was him, Xia Yang. He would be with Liu Jingwen forever and live like a real couple.

But when Xia Yang wanted to say these impulsively, he heard Liu Jingwen's long and steady breathing, and he had fallen asleep unknowingly.

Xia Yang shook his head with a smile on his face. He was just about to open his heart to Liu Jingwen, but this little scholar who had mentioned consummating the marriage to him actually fell asleep by himself.

He hugged Liu Jingwen silently, and slowly felt sleepy. After a while, he also fell asleep with a smile on his face.

In the darkness, a figure slowly moved, and his fingers slowly passed over Xia Yang's face. "If you don't want to, I won't force you, but since you also want to live a good life together, you will be my husband forever."

...

"Oh, oh, oh."

Even in the dead of winter, when it was pitch black outside, the big rooster in the village would crow on time and would not rest for a day.

Xia Yang listened to the rooster crowing and slowly opened his eyes. He did not get up immediately like he did in the past, but lay there lazily and refused to move.

He was holding someone in his arms, a person who was willing to nestle in his arms quietly, and was also the person Xia Yang was willing to give everything for.

Xia Yang didn't want to get up. It was rare for him to share a quilt with the little scholar and hold him in his arms. He wanted to be lazy and hold him for a while today and enjoy the warmth at the moment.

I don't know how long it took, but a ray of light gradually came in from the window. Seeing that the sky was about to get brighter, Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen's tender and handsome cheeks.

He could not help but quietly lower his head and kissed him on the forehead, twice, three times, until Liu Jingwen frowned as if he was annoyed.

Xia Yang slowly loosened his arms, tucked the quilt into him, put on his clothes in the cold room, and started a busy day.

The first thing he did was to light the brazier, put it not far from Liu Jingwen, and then put his clothes next to the brazier to roast.

When Liu Jingwen woke up, he would put on Xia Yang's heated clothes one by one, so he would not feel cold at all, and was served comfortably by Xia Yang every day.

...

"Why are you so late today?"

It was the first time that Ershu saw Xia Yang come to the greenhouse so late, and he thought something was wrong. "Is there something wrong at home?"

"No." Xia Yang said: "The last batch of watermelons, there is not much work to do, wait a few days to send vegetables, pick them and send them out."

He stretched and said to Ershu in high spirits: "After sending the last batch, we will hurry up to tidy up the land and transplant the watermelon seedlings, and then we will collect vegetables from the village, and then we can earn more."

Xia Yang was determined to make more money. No matter whether Liu Jingwen's father came or not, or what the situation was, he would save more money .

He couldn't let anyone look down on him and Liu Jingwen.

He and Liu Jingwen didn't need their money, nor did they need any family background, so they wouldn't be manipulated by anyone and could freely decide anything for themselves.

This was Xia Yang's current idea and his current motivation. He must hurry up and save up a fortune before people came.

Xia Yang and Er Shu first uncovered the straw felt on the greenhouse, then walked around inside the greenhouse and saw that there was nothing they needed to do.

"I'm going out for a while." Xia Yang told Er Shu, "I'm going to the town to do some work. If anyone comes looking for you, tell them to wait until I come back if they have anything to say."

Xia Yang was afraid that the villagers would come looking for him for something, so he told Er Shu where he was going, so that they wouldn't disturb Liu Jingwen at home.

"Okay, go ahead." Er Shu said, "If it's about growing vegetables, I can teach them, you don't have to worry."

He was smiling, his eyes full of gratitude to Xia Yang, and he used the shack where Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen lived to grow some small green vegetables.

He had already earned several hundred taels of silver, which was something Er Shu could never have dreamed of. He was now completely loyal to Xia Yang.

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Chapter 57

"Moo."

Xia Yang drove the ox cart out of the village. Before reaching the town, he met Wang Zhao first, "Brother Zhao, where are you going?"

"To the town." Wang Zhao wrapped his cotton jacket tightly and said with a smile, "Why are you out in such a cold day?"

"I'm going to the town to do something too." Xia Yang said, "Get in the car, we'll go together."

"Okay." Wang Zhao took off the backpack on his back and put it on the ox cart, then he lifted his legs and got on the cart, "I have something else to discuss with you."

"What is it?" Xia Yang asked.

"I want to leave the village at the foot of the mountain." Wang Zhao looked depressed, and after thinking for a while he said, "I'll buy a yard in the town, and I'll lease out or sell the land in the village."

"What's wrong?" Xia Yang felt something was wrong and asked, "Did something happen?" "

My father is back." Wang Zhao said, "With that woman and four children."

"So many?" Xia Yang grinned, didn't Wang Laoer have eight children, "Didn't he say he would give birth to two?" "

That woman brought two herself." Wang Zhao's face became more and more ugly when he said this, "Those children are dressed much better than us, it seems that my father is a good stepfather."

"Ha." Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao's sarcastic face and couldn't help laughing, "This is a good thing. Think about it, if he treats those children well, they will have someone to take care of them in their old age, and they won't come to you. Isn't that great."

"I don't think so." Wang Zhao said: "Although they didn't make a fuss when they came back, the woman came with the child and my father several times, saying that they came to see us, but I didn't let them in."

He told Xia Yang these things, saying that the woman had a very good attitude, smiled before waiting to speak, and insisted on going into the yard to take a look, but Wang Zhao disagreed.

She said she wanted to see the children at home and to see the place where his father used to live. Wang Zhao felt something was wrong.

"Brother Yang." Wang Zhao asked in confusion: "What do you think she means? She doesn't look like such a kind person. I always feel uneasy."

"What can it be?" Xia Yang flicked his whip and said: "Let's try the soft approach first. When she gets familiar with you, she will make a request. She must want to move in and live with you."

"If you don't agree, she may force herself to stay. What can you do to her? So it's right not to let them in."

"I just feel uneasy when I see them." Wang Zhao showed a sad face. "Now some people in the village are gossiping, saying that my father and others were wrong before. Now they want to reconcile with us so much, they can't really deny their father." Xia Yang

felt funny. There are all kinds of people. As long as someone shows weakness, the wind direction will change and start to speak for the weaker party.

He looked at Wang Zhao's face, which had just been better. He was handsome and quiet. It was obvious that he was a good-tempered person. No wonder he was bullied. Xia Yang sighed in his heart: This matter would be difficult for anyone.

"They just see that you have no one to rely on." Xia Yang said: "If your uncle can help, they dare not do this."

Wang Zhao lowered his head and said nothing. He understood this truth, but he didn't want to ask anyone who was afraid of them.

"Actually." Wang Zhao said: "Even if they don't want the fields and houses in the village, it's okay now, but they are afraid that we will not be able to live in peace when we go to the town."

He has more than 1,000 taels of silver from selling strawberries. If he grows it again, Wang Zhao feels that he will never have to worry about it again in this life.

But the silver cannot be revealed. If his father and others know about it, they will probably try their best to take some from him. Wang Zhao would rather throw it away than give it at all.

"Then get married." Xia Yang said, "If you are worried about your younger brothers and sisters, you can marry one of them. He will help you guard the door, and they will also consider it."

"I." Wang Zhao said nothing, his face was a little red, and he lowered his head embarrassedly and said, "No one in the village will marry into the family if they don't like the person."

Xia Yang glanced at Wang Zhao's red cheeks, smiled and said nothing more. It seems that he doesn't want to get married, but he just hasn't met the right person

...

"Brother Zhang." Xia Yang came to Zhang Liu's house and took the things off the ox cart. "Thank you for your help, Brother Zhang. I came here today to thank you."

His cart was loaded with two large watermelons and a basket of green vegetables. It looked inconspicuous, but it was something that couldn't be bought now, and the price was many times more than the thank-you gift.

"Brother Xia, you're welcome." Zhang Liu didn't refuse and invited him and Wang Zhao in, but saw Wang Zhao also took out the things in his basket, which were some fresh strawberries.

Wang Zhao pursed his lips and looked at Zhang Liu, smiling embarrassedly, "This is the last crop of strawberries. We have to wait until next year to eat them. Send some to Brother Zhang."

Xia Yang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and laughed in his heart: Wang Zhao looks shy and quiet, but he is actually a thoughtful person. He knows that he should curry favor with others for future plans.

"Alas!" Zhang Liu looked at the strawberries and said helplessly: "Too expensive, why send so many, or sell them for money."

"It's not a big deal." Wang Zhao smiled: "It's just a few kilograms, not expensive."

"Take it." Xia Yang advised: "He has been thinking about the help you have helped him before, and he will feel bad if you don't accept it."

"Okay." Zhang Liu stopped refusing, turned to look at Xia Yang and said: "You said you wanted to buy the farm, and I have already done it for you."

He stood up and walked into the room inside, and soon took out two contracts.

Zhang Liu handed them to Xia Yang and said, "A smaller farm with more than 200 acres of land, and a larger farm with 600 acres and two mountains."

"It's not far from the town, about 20 miles away, in the direction of the county town, it's convenient to transport things to the county town, but it's only 3, 4, 10 miles away."

He introduced the situation to Xia Yang again. The two farms have abundant water resources, most of them are medium-sized land, the location is not very remote, and they are very close to the official road.

This is Xia Yang's request. No top-quality land is needed, just medium-sized land is enough. The main thing is that the water source and transportation are convenient. It would be best if it is closer to the mountains.

Xia Yang did not hide it from Zhang Liu and told Zhang Liu that he wanted to buy a mountain. It would be best if the farm he bought was closer to the mountains. He didn't expect Zhang Liu to give him such a big surprise.

He actually bought the big farm he liked, and there were two mountains included in it. It really saved him a lot of trouble. He didn't have to ask around and ask people to do things for him.

"The location is good." Xia Yang was very satisfied and said happily: "Thank you, Brother Zhang. I would not have been able to buy this farm without your help."

"These are all small matters, no need to be so polite." Zhang Liu smiled and said: "Brother Xia, if you have anything in the future, just ask me. As long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

"Thank you, thank you." Xia Yang was very grateful. Being able to get such a sentence also proved that Zhang Liu was willing to make friends with him. "Brother Zhang's kindness, I will always remember it in my heart."

He looked for many brokers, but none of them had a suitable farm and mountain. Xia Yang had no choice but to ask Zhang Liu for help. He himself was a little embarrassed to always take advantage of one person.

He didn't know that he would be Zhang Liu's master in the future. Whether it was personal friendship or other aspects, Zhang Liu would help him with his affairs.

"Brother Xia, are you buying a farm to grow greenhouses?" Zhang Liu said: "If you grow too much, even if you transport it to the capital, the price may have to be reduced."

How many vegetables can be grown on so much land? Even if Zhang Liu didn't calculate it, he knew that the harvest would be quite a lot.

Scarcity makes things valuable, so Xia Yang was able to raise the price of vegetables.

If too much is planted, the price will inevitably be affected, unless a lot of people can be gathered to transport the vegetables to various places, but transportation is not an easy problem to solve.

"I won't grow vegetables." Xia Yang smiled. He thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it. "I plan to grow fruit trees. The vegetables will be left to the people in the village or nearby villagers."

Growing vegetables in greenhouses requires less investment and has fewer restrictions. There are those daughters-in-law in the village who have married into the village. After their families have a certain amount of savings, they

must find a way to tell their parents' families. If the news spreads one by one, more and more people will grow vegetables, and the price will naturally drop again and again, and the profit will be much less.

Xia Yang didn't want to be angry with them. He earned some capital this year and was ready to give up the business of growing vegetables and buy a farm and a mountain to plant fruit trees.

"Fruit trees?" Zhang Liu frowned and thought, while Wang Zhao stared at Xia Yang with wide eyes and said happily: "Brother Yang, have you found another profitable business?"

Wang Zhao has always believed that what Xia Yang wants to do will definitely make money, so he didn't think too much about it and directly congratulated Xia Yang.

"Yes." Xia Yang smiled and said: "Fruit trees are difficult to grow. They require too much land and some necessary planting techniques. The investment in the first two years is also large. Even if I see that I make money, there are few people who want to follow me to grow them."

He is really not afraid of anyone following him to grow them. If it is so easy, why are there no orchards nearby?

All rely on wild fruit trees in various places on the mountain, and the fruits they bear are fresh to taste.

Even Xia Yang asked for a long time, but he didn't hear about the orchard from anyone. Only some wealthy families grow some for their own consumption.

Xia Yang guessed in his heart: Not to mention other places, Dongchuan Prefecture must have no large orchards, and there may not even be a person who grows fruit trees for a living. If

you want to eat fruit here, you have to wait for the fruit trees that grow naturally on the mountain to mature. Not only are there not many, but you can't eat them after the season is over. That's why he decided to plant fruit trees and build an orchard.

"If it really succeeds, it will definitely make more money than vegetables." Zhang Liu thought carefully for a while and came to this conclusion, "Brother Xia's vision is indeed unique, Zhang admires it."

He really looked at Xia Yang differently this time. He didn't expect that Xia Yang's ideas were different from others, but he thought about it carefully.

None of them are not profitable businesses, and they are all lucrative businesses, especially since no one has thought of these at all.

"Brother Zhang, you are too kind." Xia Yang said a few words modestly, but there was no modesty on his face, and his body was straight, "I'm just a countryman, and all I can think of is farming."

He was punning. He was born in the mud in both lives, but it was because he was born in the modern era that Xia Yang was able to find a way to survive in the cracks.

After chatting for a while, Xia Yang stood up and said goodbye to Zhang Liu. "We still need to buy some things, so we'll leave first. Brother Zhang, if you have time, you're welcome to visit us."

"Okay." Zhang Liu bowed and said, "I'll definitely come over when I'm free. I'll definitely bother you then."

Wang Zhao didn't say anything. Before leaving, he looked at Zhang Liu's strong body and upright posture again, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and bowed his head to leave.

...

"What?" Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao in surprise. He didn't expect him to have such a wonderful idea. "You want to recruit Brother Zhang as your son-in-law?"

The corners of his mouth twitched. Even Xia Yang himself didn't dare to have this idea. He had long seen that Zhang Liu was not an ordinary person. Not to mention recruiting a son-in-law, even marrying Zhang Liu might not work.

"I've thought about what you said." Wang Zhao blushed and avoided looking at Xia Yang. "It's not easy to find a son-in-law. What if we find someone to take on this title?"

"Oh." Xia Yang understood that Wang Zhao wanted Zhang Liu to take on this title to help scare the guy. "Have you ever thought about what impact this will have on you?"

"What else can I think about?" Wang Zhao raised his head and his face turned bleak. "My brother is so young, I can't just leave him alone. Besides, he can't interfere in family affairs after he gets married."

"If we recruit a son-in-law, how many good families are willing to do that?" Wang Zhao kept thinking about what Xia Yang said. He felt that recruiting a son-in-law was feasible, but there was no suitable person.

"The person you invite may not be a good person. He may bring in a disaster." Wang Zhao said: "Even if I don't care about anything, I can't help but think about these things." "

That's right." Xia Yang felt that he was talking too much again. Wouldn't it be harmful to Wang Zhao to invite a wolf? "If you do this, you may not be able to marry a good family in the future. You should think of other ways."

"Leaving the village is not bad." Xia Yang said: "As long as you don't show your money or stay away from it,

maybe your father and others will give up." "I'm not willing." Wang Zhao suddenly looked sad and angry, and said to Xia Yang: "If one of my father or stepmother is good, I don't care about those acres of land, even if I give them the house."

"But if they are like this, I don't want to give them at all." Wang Zhao knew best how much resentment he had in his heart and how much suffering he had suffered. "Even if there is a possibility, I don't want to leave my hometown."

"But you can't get yourself involved!" Xia Yang sighed: weak and helpless, probably like Wang Zhao.

He wanted to take the method of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of his own.

"I don't care about that." Wang Zhao said frankly: "I have been prepared for this. This is how my life will be. I am already satisfied to support my brothers and sisters." "

Brother Zhang said that he didn't want to get married." Xia Yang saw that he had made up his mind and thought about the possibility of this matter, "But he may not be willing to wade into this muddy water. We have to think about it in the long run."

No matter how he thought about it, it was not worth it. Wang Zhao was such a good person and should have his own beautiful life. Xia Yang didn't dare to help easily.

Thinking about going back to discuss it with the young scholar, Liu Jingwen knew more about this place and would definitely give an idea on what to do.

"Well." Wang Zhao looked at Xia Yang embarrassedly, "Brother Yang, I know I shouldn't bother you again, but no one can believe it."

He hesitated for a while and confessed to Xia Yang: "Seeing how loving you and Liu Xiucai are, I also hope to find someone who understands the same mind, but I don't have such a good life."

Wang Zhao said lightly, but his heart was bleeding. He didn't want Xia Yang to see that he had helped him too much. This time he decided to complain to Xia Yang for the last time.

"I think it's good to live alone, so I'll just live with my brothers." Wang Zhao said, "I suggested asking Brother Zhang for help because he said he wouldn't get married in the near future."

"Moreover, with Brother Zhang's ability, he will not marry and have children in the countryside." Wang Zhao showed a faint smile, "It must be a girl in the town, or some families of equal status."

"We are just going through the motions, not exchanging engagement letters or getting a marriage certificate. I'm far away from the town and no one will know. Even if Brother Zhang marries in the future, it shouldn't have much impact." "

What about you?" Xia Yang saw that he understood the situation, and couldn't help asking: "You will just live in the countryside, and live your whole life with Brother Zhang, a son-in-law who doesn't live up to his name?"

"Isn't that good?" Wang Zhao smiled: "I will say that Brother Zhang is doing business outside, and no one will doubt too much. After all, Brother Zhang is so capable."

"Even if Brother Zhang really marries, it's okay." The more Wang Zhao spoke, the more he felt that it was no big deal, "It doesn't matter if the villagers find out. Men are like that! He changed his mind! As long as someone cares about Brother Zhang and doesn't cause trouble, I'll admit anything."

"When Brother Zhang is going to get married and have children, I will apologize to Brother Zhang's wife in advance." He raised his left hand to show Xia Yang, pointed at the base of his thumb and said, "This is a flower bud that will bloom only after marriage. Brother Zhang's wife will definitely not misunderstand."

"I will also pay, how much silver can you help me negotiate." Wang Zhao asked Xia Yang, he was also unsure about this whimsical thing, "If Brother Zhang is unwilling, you can see if there is anyone else you can trust, find someone who is stronger and more ruthless."

"Okay." Xia Yang couldn't bear to listen anymore, and didn't want to expose Wang Zhao's clumsy acting, "I'll try my best, after all, this matter is not easy to handle."

He patted Wang Zhao on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, they won't make too much trouble during this period before the New Year. They have to be more cautious about the yamen runners coming." "

Well, I know." Wang Zhao smiled.

He knew that if it weren't for the yamen runners coming, the stepmother wouldn't come over so frequently, his own grandmother would have jumped out first.

But Wang Zhao knew that it wouldn't last long. Now the weather is cold and few people go out in the village. After the New Year, everyone will gather outside.

Even when the stepmother is making trouble, the villagers have always suppressed the younger generation and praised the elders. By then, it is not certain whether the house and land can be his.

"Actually, if they want to take the house or the land, I'm not afraid." Wang Zhao said: "From what my stepmother said, it seems that they want to live with us."

"Bah." Xia Yang suppressed his anger. He knew what Wang Zhao's stepmother was thinking as soon as he heard it. "She wants you to work like slaves for her, and she wants to do nothing and enjoy a peaceful life."

"That's why I'm worried." Wang Zhao looked worried. He didn't want to be bullied with his brothers and sisters. "Leave the village and go somewhere else. They can find us in places that are close, but where can we go if we are far away?"

"Leaving your hometown is not a good idea!" Xia Yang sighed: He knew that the villages here were particularly xenophobic, and going to a strange place would not necessarily make Wang Zhao and his family feel better.

So he said to Wang Zhao: "Let's talk about it slowly, let's get through this New Year first. After all, you still have to plant a crop of strawberries, so you can't move for the time being." After

talking about it, the two of them felt that recruiting a fake son-in-law was the best way, but the selection of the right person was a big issue and needed to be considered carefully .

Under normal circumstances, a better man would not marry into a family unless he really encountered a difficult situation.

Those who can marry into a family may not be good, and such people should not be accepted.

The most important thing is that Wang Zhao did not really want to recruit a son-in-law at all, he just wanted to find someone to take on this title, so that he could live a quiet life with his brothers and sisters.

Xia Yang went home in embarrassment, and saw the little scholar complaining and asking for help. He took Liu Jingwen's hand and said in an exaggerated and elongated voice: "Little scholar, help me!"

Chapter 58

"In trouble?"

Liu Jingwen turned his head to look at Xia Yang, who was shaking his hand to please him, with a warm and doting smile, "Tell me, what big thing can stump our Brother Yang?"

"Uh." Xia Yang's heart sank. Liu Jingwen was coaxing him in a coaxing tone. Why did he treat him like a child?

He blushed and felt a little embarrassed, "Nothing, just joking with you."

"Heh." Liu Jingwen did not expose him, but chuckled and said, "Who did you meet when you went out today? Tell me what's going on. I'm bored at home, so you can tell me to relieve my boredom."

Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen, who was listening attentively. After thinking about it, he felt that he should tell this native not to do bad things with good intentions.

So he told Xia Yang about Wang Zhao's plan to find a fake son-in-law, and finally expressed his own opinion, "I think it's feasible, but this method is not very friendly to Wang Zhao, and Brother Zhang may not help."

"Of course not." Liu Jingwen stretched out his hand and tapped Xia Yang's forehead with amusement and anger, "How did you come up with such an idea? Won't it delay Wang Zhao's life?"

"Alas!" Xia Yang knew that once he told Liu Jingwen, he would definitely deny it, and said depressedly: "I was thinking that Wang Zhao has reached the age of getting married, wouldn't it be good to find someone to help him?" "

I just said that, who knew Wang Zhao would come up with such an idea." Xia Yang said: "Seeing his helpless and resigned look, I feel very uncomfortable."

Liu Jingwen sighed in his heart, held Xia Yang's hand and said: "People who have experienced difficulties can't bear to see others walk the path they have walked the most."

"I just want to help him. Wang Zhao is not easy but kind-hearted." Xia Yang said, "In order to raise his brother and sister, he can be said to have risked his life."

Although Xia Yang did not reach this point in modern times, he took care of his brother and sister when he was a few years old. When he was in his teens, he dropped out of school for his parents and brother and sister.

His sympathy for Wang Zhao came from himself. He couldn't bear to see him being bullied and unable to resist. This made Xia Yang remember his own experience all the time.

The only thing that comforted him was that he had good parents, who also worked hard for their family and children, but they just didn't have the ability and opportunity.

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen nodded. He knew that Xia Yang had been paying attention to this matter. He said, "The biggest difficulty is that Wang Zhao is a young man with a low status. He cannot make decisions on many things."

"Little scholar." Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen expectantly, "Please help me think of a way to help Wang Zhao. We can't let him be so scared all the time."

"Of course." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "Your method is not advisable. It will not benefit Wang Zhao in the future. If we want to help him, we can't take measures that hurt him."

"Such a good young man should have a bright future. He can't ruin his life because of a temporary predicament and the coercion of others."

"That's what I mean." Xia Yang said hurriedly, "At that time, I thought that this matter could not be done. Everything should be done in a way that is beneficial to Wang Zhao. He can't be wronged like this."

"Let Wang Zhao set up a household." Liu Jingwen said, "If you can set up a female household, you can naturally let a young man set up a household. There have been precedents." "

After the household is set up, Wang Zhao will make all the decisions himself. No one can interfere or force him. He can control his own life and have all the rights that men have."

"Set up a household registration?" Xia Yang was at a loss, not understanding what was going on here. "Can it prevent his father and that stepmother from causing trouble for

him and coveting everything he has?" "Of course." Liu Jingwen explained to Xia Yang. "Setting up a household registration for a young man is the same as setting up a household registration for a woman. Move the household registration of his younger brothers and sisters to his, and all the troubles will be solved."

"Isn't he most worried about his younger brothers and sisters? In his household registration, Wang Zhao is the head of the family. All his brothers and sisters are under his care. No one else has the right to interfere, not even his own father. The severance letter is used at this time."

"I see." Xia Yang thought of the modern household registration book. If they are not on the same page, then they are two families. "Wang Zhao's father and grandmother, those so-called elders can't control them."

"As long as a household registration is set up, anyone can understand the truth." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "If the elders are kind, why should the younger generation set up a household registration?"

"Although some people will have opinions about Wang Zhao and others, they can protect themselves. And those who have opinions are destined not to be good people. Why should they be taboo?"

"Your reputation will be damaged to a certain extent, but it will be solved once and for all." Liu Jingwen said, "It is impossible to take care of everything. This is the only way to prevent Wang Zhao's marriage from being affected too much in the future, including his brothers and sisters, and not to give the Wang family the opportunity to manipulate and stir up trouble by talking to their elders."

"Okay, let's do it." Xia Yang slapped the table and said happily, "Little scholar, you are smart. I know you can definitely come up with a good idea."

He was so happy that he hugged Liu Jingwen's shoulders again. The two of them were very close, almost head to head, and each other could clearly feel each other's warm breath.

Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen's enlarged handsome face, and his breathing could not help but stagnate slightly. "Little scholar, let's find a time to consummate the marriage."

He didn't want to delay any longer. It's not easy to find someone you like and who is full of joy for you. In his previous life, Xia Yang thought he would be a bachelor for life.

Now that he has Liu Jingwen, who makes him care about someone who is unwilling to be wronged, what is the need to be hypocritical? It's better to hold on to the talents that belong to you.

From Wang Zhao and the people in the village, Xia Yang knew that few of them really liked each other, and they were all arranged by their parents and matchmakers.

When two strangers get together, they have to endure both good and bad things, and they have to accept their fate and grit their teeth to live on.

How could he be so lucky to meet Liu Jingwen, who he likes and is full of joy for him.

"Okay." Liu Jingwen was silent for a while, and then he said softly: "I've been looking forward to becoming one with Yang Ge'er."

It's not that he doesn't have responsibility, but Xia Yang's resistance made Liu Jingwen not want to force it. He has been trying to open his heart to Xia Yang, hoping that he would be willing to become a real husband and wife with him.

"I don't want to let you go." Liu Jingwen said: "You can say I'm selfish or greedy, I admit it, but I don't want to let you

go from the bottom of my heart." "I've been struggling, but I can't ignore my heart. I don't want to leave you, and I don't want to let you go." Liu Jingwen stroked Xia Yang's cheek, "I can wait like this forever, and I can stay by your side as you wish."

"Don't say it." Xia Yang covered Liu Jingwen's mouth, feeling particularly guilty. He pretended to be confused about many things, and he didn't understand Liu Jingwen's meaning all along.

"Blame me, it's all my fault." Xia Yang knew Liu Jingwen's thoughts, he could feel it, "You are hypocritical and dirty, afraid of having children, so you keep shirking."

"Afraid of having children?" Liu Jingwen was surprised, and it was just as he guessed, "Brother Yang, we can not have children."

"No, no, no." Xia Yang shook his head and said: "I want it now, I want a child like you, that is our child, our common flesh and blood."

He hated being suppressed, afraid of getting pregnant and having children, and couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

But nothing is more important than Liu Jingwen. Xia Yang wants to give him everything he can.

He also wants Liu Jingwen to have nothing less than others. He is now a little worried that he can't have children. Thinking of this, Xia Yang finds it funny.

"Wait until I get things arranged." Xia Yang said, "After we finish the things on the farm, we will consummate the marriage and try to have a child of our own."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "I finally waited for this day. Thank you, Brother Yang."

"I should be the one to say thank you." Xia Yang felt ashamed, and looked at Liu Jingwen seriously and said, "Without you, I might have been a bachelor all my life. It was you who gave me a home."

"Without your tolerance, support and companionship," Xia Yang said, "I might not be where I am now, and my situation might be even more difficult than Wang Zhao's."

"We are the same." Liu Jingwen said with understanding, "Although I will not give up on myself, I will definitely not live so happily and leisurely. These are all brought to me by you."

He rested his head on Xia Yang's forehead, happy that Xia Yang finally came to his senses, knowing that it was not because of his blindness that Xia Yang was unwilling to become his husband.

Liu Jingwen breathed a sigh of relief. This was the reason why he thought he was the least worthy of Xia Yang, and it was also the main reason why he did not want to wrong Xia Yang.

"We can be considered to have brought happiness to each other!" Xia Yang sighed: Fortunately, he came to his senses, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he could meet someone like Liu Jingwen again in the future.

Even if two people are similar, they give people different feelings, and Xia Yang may not necessarily like them. After losing Liu Jingwen, he felt that he might not be able to be moved by anyone anymore.

In this ancient time, how many people would unconditionally tolerate, support and tolerate their wives? What's more, he was a boy of low status. He

didn't even have a suitor, and was called an ugly boy who couldn't get married. Xia Yang thought that he was lucky. Meeting Liu Jingwen saved him from the water and fire.

Not only did he save him from struggling in this era and some troubles he might encounter, but he was also so good to him and didn't care about anything.

The two people leaned against each other silently, and finally Xia Yang said: "Because I met you, I can't bear to see Wang Zhao give up on himself and not leave any room for himself."

"He should also have someone who likes him and who likes him too." Xia Yang said: "Wang Zhao deserves to be treated well by others and get his own happiness, just like us."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen responded: "That's right, we will help him to the end. If he is willing, we will help him to open a household and completely solve the future troubles."

"Why didn't you say it last time?" Xia Yang asked curiously: "If you had said it last time, wouldn't it be easier to just give him a separate household."

"No." Xia Yang was a little confused, and said: "Isn't there a head of household on the household registration? Wang Zhao is the eldest son of their family. Isn't he the head of the household? Is it necessary to set up a new household?" "You go and take

a look at Wang Zhao's household registration." Liu Jingwen smiled and said: "It must be his younger brother. The little man is the head of the family. A woman and a little boy can't be the head of the family."

"I didn't say it last time because doing so would have some impact on my reputation. I don't want Wang Zhao to have difficulty in getting married, so try not to take this step if possible."

"Tsk." Xia Yang was shocked. This place was really unreasonable and men were simply the gods. "Is it easy to establish the household registration for that young man?"

"Don't you have a friend?" Liu Jingwen sat up straight and said with a smile, "You are still thinking of recruiting a son-in-law as a son-in-law. You are so bold. Do you think anyone can fool around with you?"

"Don't say it." Xia Yang said without any embarrassment, "I will stick up for my friend and pretend to be a son-in-law to help put on a show. I don't think Brother Zhang will disagree ." "Don't do anything stupid." Liu Jingwen patted Xia Yang with a smile, "Brother Zhang is not someone you can calculate. If you refuse outright, you will lose this friend if you try to get him to agree. " "How can I." Xia Yang denied it and said, "I will persuade him with reason and emotion. I will not have any bad thoughts. He is a friend. How can I calculate him?" "It's good that you know." Liu Jingwen said, "There are ways to get him to agree, but it's not necessary. These tricks cannot be used on your own people." "I know, I know." Xia Yang nodded repeatedly. He had never let his friends down, otherwise he would not have hoped that Liu Jingwen would help him find a solution. "Some things cannot be done." "Go ask Wang Zhao tomorrow to see what he means." Liu Jingwen said, "The sooner it is done, the sooner it will be done, so that Wang Zhao will not feel uneasy and you will worry about it." "Okay, I will discuss it with him tomorrow." Xia Yang said, "Wang Zhao will definitely agree. Then I will take him to find Brother Zhang and let him masturbate alone!" He had no choice. Manager Wang was not there. Xia Yang had only been to the county once and didn't know anyone. This matter didn't sound easy to handle, otherwise Liu Jingwen would not have asked him to find Zhang Liu. Xia Yang could only beg again with a thick face. Liu Jingwen smiled and shook his head after hearing this. He knew what this sentence meant. Xia Yang often said this, and he was happy to hear it. I wonder where Xia Yang learned these words from? Some of them required Liu Jingwen to guess and guess before he could understand. But he didn't ask about these insignificant things, as long as the two of them were happy together, it was better than anything else. "Yeah!" Liu Jingwen laughed, "You always want him to stick out for his friends, now you're just begging him to do something, he naturally won't refuse." "Hahaha." Xia Yang laughed, "Okay, I'll go again tomorrow and ask him to do Wang Zhao's thing." Who knew that the next morning, Xia Yang drove to find Wang Zhao, only to find out how difficult it was for him and why he thought of recruiting a fake son-in-law. Xia Yang was so angry that he almost lost his temper and made a scene in the village below the mountain without any hesitation. He didn't care what others thought, he just couldn't bully his friends. Since then, Xia Yang has become famous in the nearby villages. Everyone knows that there is a young man in Liujia Village who is arrogant and strong and is not afraid of anyone. If you annoy him, you will definitely get punished. The author has something to say:

Chapter 59

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Zhao'er, Zhao'er."

Sun Cuihua stood at the door of Wang Zhao's house, knocking and shouting: "Open the door, your father is sick because he misses you."

She smiled and patted the door again and again, secretly proud in her heart: I'll see if you can open the door today.

"Zhao'er." Sun Cuihua said: "There is no overnight hatred between father and son. Your father has had a hard time. You should think more about him and can't be so heartless."

Seeing the nearby villagers being alarmed and coming out of their homes one by one to gather around, Sun Cuihua hid the smile on her face and looked sad.

"Wuuu." Sun Cuihua covered her face and cried, "It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, your father wouldn't be hated by you. I know you don't like me as your stepmother."

She suddenly looked up and knocked on the door fiercely, "Even if you hate me, you can't do this to your father! Even if you don't let him go home, you must let him see you."

"What father doesn't love his children!" Sun Cuihua cried louder and louder, beating her chest and said, "I am a sinner.

I prevented you and your son from being reunited." "But what have I done wrong? Your father and I love each other. Why can't you tolerate it? Do you really want to break us up?"

"Wuuu."

In a blink of an eye, she cried out of breath, "You can't be so cruel, you can't hate your father so much, and you can't blame everything on me. It's really hard to be a stepmother!"

Sun Cuihua became more and more unwilling to accept it. She had finally controlled Wang Laoer and made him listen to her arrangements in everything. She didn't expect that this would be the situation when she came here.

She thought that she would give birth to two children for Wang Laoer, and let them all obey her, and then come to the village at the foot of the mountain to enjoy a peaceful life and let the Wang family support her.

Unexpectedly, this young man was cruel, and he divided the family property in advance and drove his father out of the house, and most of the property was taken by these children.

How could Sun Cuihua be willing?

Living in her mother-in-law's yard, there was only one room for the family to live in, and two acres of land was not even enough for food. She came to enjoy life, not to suffer.

"Dear friends." Sun Cuihua turned to the villagers from Shanxia Village who were surrounding her, her eyes red from crying, "Please judge this, how can a child not recognize his father?"

"The head of the family has not been back for many years." Sun Cuihua said, "But with so many fields left at home, how can they starve? It's hard for us to have a full meal outside, and we didn't think about coming back to get some food. Isn't it because we are afraid that they will starve?"

"It's so big in the county, life is not easy. Even renting a house has several families sharing one yard. I'm afraid it will cost a little more money."

Sun Cuihua's eyes swept over the villagers, and seeing that they were all listening carefully, she was happy and said, "The little money the head of the family earns is not enough for the family expenses, and I have to do some sewing work for others to make ends meet." "

He has always been thinking about the children, but he has no face to come back because he can't save money. This time he also wanted to come back to put the children in the family tree, and he also wanted to see them. Otherwise, why would we come back?"

"Alas!" An old lady sighed, "It's not easy for you either. The family should talk it out, and we can't be estranged. It's also because Zhao Ge'er is too stubborn."

"Yes." Sun Cuihua took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand to hold the arm of the old lady, looked at her with a pleading face and said: "Please help and persuade Zhao'er. His father misses them and is sick. How can you not let him in?"

"We don't ask for anything. We just want to see the children with our own eyes." Sun Cuihua smiled bitterly: "They may be afraid that we are poor and will come back to get involved with them, but that is their biological father!"

"Zhao'er, you can't do this." The villagers next to them said in unison: "It's unreasonable to not recognize your father. This is the first time we have seen it."

"Yes! What is a little boy like him doing occupying this family? He will get married sooner or later, and it is his father who takes care of the children. How can you not let him in?"

They seemed to have collective dementia, forgetting that they had already divided the family and even signed the severance letter. They all accused Wang Zhao of being unfilial, but no one said anything wrong about Wang's father.

"Auntie Wang." A woman in her thirties looked at Auntie Wang standing next to Sun Cuihua and said, "You are from the same family and are the elders, so you have to talk to Zhao Ge'er."

"Please help me." Sun Cuihua immediately climbed up the ladder and begged, "We are also ashamed. We want to split up the family when my father is not here, and we even called the officials here."

"If we can't reconcile, how can we live in the village in the future? Our spines will be pierced by others, and I, as a stepmother, will have no face to live."

Sun Cuihua covered her face and cried bitterly. She was petite and gentle, and the first impression she gave was that she was a person who was easy to get along with.

At this time, her shoulders were shaking, and she cried so sadly. The women around her immediately felt sympathy, especially two stepmothers who stood up for her.

"What's wrong with the stepmother?" A sturdy and arrogant woman in her forties said, "What does the stepmother have to do with him? A married young man still wants to be the master of the family. Who gives him the courage?"

"Humph." Another woman, Liu, who is in her thirties, has thin cheeks and prominent cheekbones. She glared and said sarcastically, "You are kind-hearted. If I had kicked him out earlier, would he still be able to act arrogantly? Selling a few taels of silver to supplement the family expenses is better than keeping this troublemaker."

Wang Zhao stood in the yard, listening to these words outside, his face turned pale. He knew that these villagers would not speak for him. They

would only help squeeze and accuse him, as if he was an unforgivable person, just because they didn't want to be submissive anymore and didn't want his brothers and sisters to live the hard life they had before.

"Heh." Wang Zhao sneered. Even if the whole village came together to deal with him, what would it matter? Is there any room for him to care?

He looked at his sister standing by the door, and her little brother holding his hand, and tried to force a smile to comfort their panic.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Wang Zhao waved his hand and asked them to go into the house. "It's cold outside, you go in, I'll go outside to take a look."

"Brother." Wang Zhao's sister looked worried, "Don't go out, let them knock, we won't open the door."

"I know." Wang Zhao smiled, pointed to the ladder and the fence in the yard, and then pointed to the wall, "Let me see who is outside. If they want to force their way in, I'll let them know that they will pay the price." After

Wang Zhao finished speaking, he picked up his bow and arrow, put a chopping knife on his waist, moved the ladder and the fence to climb up the wall, and looked at the people surrounding his door.

He did not alarm them, but just watched silently, listening to their accusations, and finally saw the cousin Wang's wife came forward to knock on the door.

"Zhao'er, Zhao'er."

Aunt Wang couldn't stand the persuasion of the crowd, and thought that Wang Zhao's behavior was a disgrace to the Wang family, so she knocked on the door and prepared to call Wang Zhao out, "Come out for a moment."

"It's not a good idea to hide like this." Aunt Wang said: "No matter what your father did, he is still your father. You, as a younger generation, cannot deny your father, nor can you stop your brothers and sisters from recognizing their own father."

"Zhao'er, come out."

Other villagers also shouted: "You, a little boy, can't be so domineering. You are about to get married. Who would dare to marry you if you are like this?" "

And your sister is about to get married. If you tell others about this, who will come to ask for marriage? You don't even recognize your own father. This is very unfilial."

"I didn't beat or scold you, nor did I abuse you. As children, you didn't suffer any sin. How can you hate your father so much?"

"Even if you are beaten, scolded, and abused, you have to endure it." That Liu said: "If you don't listen, just sell it. It's a waste of food to keep it."

None of the children born in her family were not afraid of her. If they didn't want to be sold, they had to obey her. She could beat and scold them at will if she was unhappy.

Sun Cuihua's eyes flashed, and she laughed in her heart: It's impossible to sell them. She had to wait until the children grew up and could take over her work before selling them, or she had to receive a betrothal gift.

There was a loud knock on Wang Zhao's door. Wang Zhao stood on the ladder and didn't make a sound. He wanted to see the ugly appearance of these people, and he wanted to know how far they could go.

Sure enough, seeing that knocking on the door was fruitless, everyone was a little discouraged and wanted to give up, but how could Sun Cuihua give up? She wiped her tears and said, "What can we do? He didn't open the door after several visits, and we dared not force our way in."

"What is there to be afraid of?"

The villagers were encouraged, and Aunt Wang was also angry. Wang Zhao didn't even give her face. "Then let's break in. I want to see what Wang Zhao can do."

Someone else said, "If the village chief hadn't been mad at the ruffians he brought in and no longer cared about this matter, we would have asked the village chief to make the decision today."

These village women, who didn't know what they were thinking, actually decided to move a ladder and climb the wall to open the door. Some people said that breaking the door would also be fine.

Before they started to act, they heard a "whoosh" sound, and a shadow of an arrow passed through the crowd and pierced the ground, right under Liu's feet.

She was so scared that she sat on the ground, her lips trembling and unable to speak. She looked up and saw that it was Wang Zhao standing in the courtyard wall with a cold face, holding a bow and arrow in his hand and pointing it at her.

"You want to break down my door? Just try it." Wang Zhao looked at Liu with cold eyes and said, "Everyone knows that you, as a stepmother, are harsh on children. If I hadn't divorced you and sent you back to your parents' home, you would have sold those two girls and the little boy long ago. No one is as cruel and vicious as you

." "You dare to shoot me with an arrow?" Liu was not afraid when she saw that it was Wang Zhao. She got up from the ground and cursed, "You bastard, you dare to commit violence and injure people. I will fight you today."

As she spoke, she picked up stones everywhere and threw them at Wang Zhao, shouting, "What are you all standing there for? Are you waiting for him to shoot you with arrows?"

There were people who were close to her and wanted to come forward to help. When they heard her shout, they immediately came forward to help pick up stones or throw things at Wang Zhao.

"Hurry up, pick up more stones and dirt." They also told the children around them to help, "We must teach this little brother a lesson today."

Wang Zhao looked at them like this, and without saying a word, he got down the ladder and moved a basket of stones and dirt. This was what he was going to use against the thief and Sun Cuihua.

Unexpectedly, he used it on these women first.

Wang Zhao glanced at Sun Cuihua and saw that she was hiding aside with excitement in her eyes. She was ready to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight and take advantage of it.

Some villagers who didn't want to cause trouble scattered away from Wang Zhao's house and left the fighting circle far away, watching Wang Zhao and several women throwing stones and dirt at each other.

"Ouch." Liu was hit on the cheek by a stone from Wang Zhao, and immediately a piece of blue appeared, and tears flowed from her eyes in pain, "You bastard, I will beat you to death today."

She threw stones at the wall frantically, specifically grabbing large pieces from others to throw. Wang Zhao did not dodge, and was hit by several women, his face was blue and purple.

His aim was better than those women, but he couldn't handle the number of people on the other side, so Wang Zhao still suffered a lot and was hit by them several times.

Gradually, the men of these families were also called over, and they also joined the women to fight Wang Zhao.

Suddenly, Wang Zhao was hit more and more on his body and face, and he was sweating from the pain, but he didn't dare to get down from the wall.

Afraid that these people would break the door and break in, he could only stand on the ladder and hold on, focusing on the few people who were cruel to him.

Occasionally, he would take care of Liu and hit her a few more times. What made Wang Zhao hate even more was that Sun Cuihua, the instigator, hid far away, leaving him no chance.

"Brother Zhao, how could you do this?" Aunt Wang stood aside and said, "You don't listen to advice at all, come down and open the door quickly."

"Break the door, break the door." When Liu heard this, she immediately rushed to the door of Wang Zhao's house. She was in pain all over, and she took this opportunity to avoid Wang Zhao's stones.

"Come on, break the door." Liu waved her hand and asked the men to come over. "Let's go in and catch him and beat him up. How dare he attack the villagers? How dare he do that?"

These men didn't know what was going on at this time.

They were called over and said that the wife had a fight with someone. When they came over, they saw that everyone was covered in dirt and looked miserable.

Everyone was crying with tears in their eyes. They didn't bother to ask about the situation and directly hit Wang Zhao. At this time, they were asked to break the door, and they hesitated.

"Just teach him a lesson." One of the men said, "After all, he is a young man. It's not right for you to break into his house and beat him

up." "What's not right?" As soon as he finished speaking, the other men were pinched by their wives before they could nod their heads in agreement. "Break the door."

The wife stared, pointed to the wound on her face, and said to her men, "How can I forgive him after he beat me like this? If you don't break the door and let me teach him a lesson, I will go back to my mother's house to find someone."

OK! The men from several families were speechless. They were annoyed by the women. They really wanted to kill their friends rather than the poor ones. They smashed Wang Zhao's door for their own peace.

In their hearts, their own family members were more important. Wang Zhao, a little brother, had nothing to do with them. As long as no one died, they could vent their anger.

Xia Yang came at this time. He saw many people surrounding Wang Zhao's house from a distance. He felt a "click" in his heart and knew that something had happened to Wang Zhao.

"Pa pa pa."

Xia Yang cracked his whip several times, startling the surrounding villagers, and shouted: "Get out of the way."

When he passed through the crowd and came to Wang Zhao's house, he saw a mess at the door. Those men just smashed the door open, and the broken door fell to the ground.

Wang Zhao held a hatchet in his hand, his face was swollen and his eyes were angry. He confronted several men, "Try to step forward. Kill one to get back your money. Kill two and I'll make a profit."

He knew that if he didn't risk it this time, he would have trouble in the village at the foot of the mountain in the future, and Sun Cuihua would succeed and take the opportunity to enter the door.

"Brother Zhao," a man said, "Let's talk it over. Put down the knife first."

"I can talk to people." Wang Zhao's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he sneered, "I have no words to say to the beasts who hit me and smashed my door. I don't understand the words of beasts."

"Pa." "

Ah!"

There were several whip sounds and screams. Seeing Wang Zhao's miserable appearance, Xia Yang didn't hesitate and directly whipped the men with the whip for driving cattle.

"Ah ah ah!"

"Ah!"

Xia Yang's eyes were full of fire. Without saying a word, he just whipped the men fiercely. Every whip made their cotton clothes burst, and they fell to the ground screaming.

The men were not prepared, and Xia Yang whipped them from behind. They all fell to the ground, leaving no room for them to get up.

"He's beating people. He's going to kill them." Seeing Xia Yang's fierce appearance, several women were so scared that they didn't dare to step forward, and could only cry and shout for help everywhere.

Xia Yang had come to the village at the foot of the mountain several times, and had already left a deep impression on some villagers. Few dared to confront a man who was more ruthless and domineering than a man.

Moreover, most of them were women, so they dared not step forward, and even dared not say a word of persuasion. Who would care about the cries of a few troublesome women?

This time Xia Yang was even more unexpected. After whipping several men so hard that they dared not stand up, he turned to several women and whipped them several times in succession.

"Ah! It hurts."

"Ouch! Don't whip me."

Several women covered their heads and fled in all directions, trying to escape into the crowd, but wherever they ran, the people there scattered all of a sudden, and no one dared to block them behind them.

Xia Yang frowned and said nothing. He knew without asking that it must be these shouting women who were causing trouble, otherwise according to the traditional rules of the village.

If they were not some local hooligans, hooligans, or if their morals were really corrupt, these men would not easily confront the young man, so Xia Yang hated these people even more.

Wang Zhao watched Xia Yang whip them indifferently, but did not step forward to stop him. If there was any problem, he would stand up to take it, but it was just a life.

He was already living too tired!

"Sun Cuihua." Wang Zhao took the hatchet and walked in front of Sun Cuihua. Seeing her staring at Xia Yang with wide eyes in surprise, he sneered, "Do you really think I can let you bully me?"

He threw the hatchet at her feet and said to Sun Cuihua, who was pale and retreating in panic, "You've got to give up on entering my house. There can only be one woman in this house, my mother."

"You, what are you going to do?" Sun Cuihua was shaking with fear and pointed at Wang Zhao and said, "I, I'm your stepmother, you can't do anything to me."

"Stepmother?" Wang Zhao glanced at the hatchet on the ground, "If you don't want to die, get out of here. If you don't believe me, try it? If you do it again, I'll let you taste what it feels like to be chopped by this hatchet." "

Ahhh!" Sun Cuihua saw Wang Zhao's murderous eyes, and she shuddered all over. She suddenly screamed a few times and turned around and ran away.

She didn't expect things to turn out like this. She thought that by using some tricks and encouraging these women in the village to help, she could step into Wang Zhao's house.

If Wang Zhao and his men were a little nicer, she could still deal with them for a few days and let the villagers see her good side. If they were to fall out, Sun Cuihua didn't plan to be polite.

She just stayed here and saw what this boy could do. Whenever

someone came, she would play the victim, always using the elders as an excuse, and then use the difficulty of being a stepmother as an excuse. With the Wang family's reputation in front of her, no one could say anything.

But she didn't want to risk her own life. She didn't care about the life and death of others, but she couldn't do it herself. She had to go back to Wang Laoer to discuss what to do next?

"Yang brother." Wang Zhao held Xia Yang, "Stop hitting me, your hands are dirty."

"Zhao brother." Xia Yang's eyes were red, thinking that he was a step late, he gritted his teeth and said, "The people in your village are worse than beasts."

"Heh." Wang Zhao smiled bleakly, looked at the women who ran away, and the men lying on the ground who dared not get up, "They were not human beings to begin with, and calling them beasts now is an honor to them."

"I tell you." Xia Yang was holding back his anger, "If you dare to bully Zhao brother again, I will cripple you and make you never stand up again."

"And you." Xia Yang pointed at the villagers around him, "None of you are human beings. You watched the young man being bullied by a few men, and you didn't even say a word of persuasion. In this case, I will make you in the Shanxia village regret it for the rest of your life." "

You deserve to be poor all your life. Even if other villages are rich and powerful, you can only work hard to dig for food in the soil. Don't even think about getting a little bit of it."

Xia Yang's eyes were unkind. Looking at the people around him, he really didn't expect these people to be so cold-blooded.

Even if the people in a village are not related, they still have the affection of neighbors. Even if they try to persuade them, it is impossible for the current situation to happen.

"Today." Xia Yang looked around, "I tell you, if anyone bullies Zhao Ge'er again, I will bring people to flatten your Shanxia Village."

"If you don't accept it, go to Liujia Village to find me." Xia Yang stood there and said with a fierce look on his face: "If I, Xia Yang, don't destroy you, I don't deserve to be called a human being." "

Including the nearby ten miles and eight villages, please tell me that whoever dares to mess with me, Xia Yang, and the people I protect, I will make him live in unrest for the rest of his life."

"Let's go." Xia Yang grabbed Wang Zhao, "Let's go in and talk."

The villagers of Shanxia Village were stunned by Xia Yang's tall and strong body, and frightened by the cruelty on his face. No one dared to refute.

They watched him beat people and drag Wang Zhao into the yard.

Even the man lying on the ground groaning, no one dared to say a word, because they all knew that Xia Yang was a tough guy and not easy to mess with.

...

"Little scholar."

Xia Yang returned home and sighed to Liu Jingwen about Wang Zhao, "It's terrible if people are cold and indifferent! They can watch others get hurt."

"If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth." Liu Jingwen said, "No one wants to cause trouble, let alone a boy like Wang Zhao. It's not worth offending others for him."

"Really." Xia Yang understood, and it's not that he didn't understand. He knew that his perspective was biased, but he was uncomfortable and a little angry.

Even Zhang Liu was angered by him and complained to Liu Jingwen, "Brother Zhang is also as hard as iron. Looking at the miserable appearance of Wang Zhao being beaten, his eyes were indifferent as if he didn't see it."

"Puff!" Liu Jingwen burst into laughter, "He and Wang Zhao have no feelings for each other, how can you say that Brother Zhang is as hard as iron? He is also a man with a wide range of experience. He has seen everything. It's good enough that he can help. How can you expect him to sympathize with Wang Zhao?"

"Now I know I can't." Xia Yang shook his head in self-mockery, and said helplessly: "I originally thought that Brother Zhang was a good person. If he could marry Brother Zhao, all problems would be solved, and he would have a good husband."

After he beat someone up today and got Wang Zhao's consent to set up a household, he took Wang Zhao to find Zhang Liu.

Seeing Zhang Liu's calm eyes and the way he turned a blind eye to Wang Zhao's injuries, Xia Yang knew that there was no hope, and everything was wishful thinking.

They had a big fight here, which made Xia Yang sigh, but he didn't know that far away in the capital, there had been a lot of trouble for many days.

Everyone said that the cold prince had gone crazy, and he was looking for trouble all over the capital. He didn't like anyone, and he didn't say anything about who he saw. He actually favored the little brother.

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Chapter 60

The warm winter sun shines into the room through the window lattice.

A tall figure sits behind the desk, silently watching the curl of smoke rising from the purple gold incense burner in front of him.

Prince Zhong shed his coldness and exudes peace. His thoughts have drifted to more than 20 years ago.

He was only thirteen years old at that time. He left home because of a momentary anger. He passed by the border after a period of sightseeing and simply entered the military camp to see the actual situation inside.

Who knew that as soon as he entered, he found a handsome and thin boy, who was full of thoughts and stubbornness and pride in his bones.

Especially when he was alone, there was a faint sadness lingering around him, like a lost lamb, which made people feel sorry.

"Alas!" Prince Zhong sighed: If he hadn't felt pity for that lonely and sad figure, why would he sacrifice his life.

Thinking of that boy, it only took a few days to conceal his true nature, show a smiling face, and be kind to everyone.

I would not have refused to accept him as my subordinate when he was so shameless and clung to me like a piece of rice cake that I couldn't get rid of.

There were life and death battles on the battlefields and the infighting in the military camps. Without me, he would have died many times. I didn't expect to save an ungrateful person.

I didn't blame Chu Yuwen for hiding his identity. When the wife of the Marquis' Mansion planned to drug him and marry her daughter, I saved him even for fear that he would not be able to bear the blow.

I didn't dare to ask other people for help, and I removed the drug for him myself.

Afterwards, in order to avoid embarrassment for him, I let him say incoherent words of thanks and apologies, and comforted him that he didn't have to worry about it.

"Pah."

Prince Zhong became more and more angry as he thought about it. I gave him time to calm down, ran back to the palace to prepare for the marriage, and after dealing with his father and mother.

Then I went to find someone to confess that I was responsible and that he would be my prince's consort as long as he was willing, but what was the result?

He had already fled the capital, and actually asked to be transferred to the remote place of Dongchuan Prefecture to serve as the commander-in-chief, leaving him without saying goodbye.

Prince Zhong gritted his teeth, lowering himself and his status, even giving up his offspring, leaving the palace without a successor, and breaking up with his parents.

He treated himself like this, disappearing without a word, making himself a laughing stock in the palace, leaving his parents to scold

and ridicule. Prince Zhong clenched his fists, no matter how much he hated it, it would be useless, he couldn't let it go.

Because he knew that if he let go and watched coldly, he would be letting the other party die.

"Your Highness." Qiu Shan pushed open the door of the study and came in.

Report to Prince Zhong: "General Chu's property has been recovered, and the 50,000 taels of silver notes that the prince wanted have also been taken back."

"Well." Prince Zhong had already returned to his cold expression when Qiu Shan came in, and asked lightly: "What's the reaction?" "

Lord Chu was surprised and aggrieved." Qiu Shan smiled: "General Chu's concubine wanted General Chu to go in person before she was willing to hand it over. The marquis slapped her in the face and she handed over the property with reluctance and gnashing her teeth." "

The silver notes were paid by the marquis. It is estimated that the profits from previous years have been spent. She cried and shouted that she had no money and said that the shop had lost money." "

Is there any other movement?" A trace of disgust flashed across Prince Zhong's eyes, "Does the Marquis Chu's Mansion have any objections?"

"No, it's very honest." Qiu Shan said: "We have sent someone to watch it. If there is any movement, we will send someone to find General Chu, and the people below will come to report."

"I hope someone will go." Prince Zhong said: "This king wants to see, after so many years, is he still protecting this vicious concubine?"

"It's not easy for General Chu either." Qiu Shan saw the murderous intent that flashed across his own prince's face and couldn't help but persuade him: "He is probably thinking about how difficult it is for your aunt to survive in the mansion, and the safety of his brothers and sisters."

"Who has ever cared about him?" Prince Zhong raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of sarcasm, "He has been harmed all his life by the people closest to him, and he has to watch them live in wealth and glory, while he himself is lonely all his life."

"Like a rat hiding in a ditch, he dares not reveal even a trace of his identity."

After he said that, he suddenly stood up. His tall body was imposing, and his eyes became increasingly cold and ruthless.

"Even though I have saved him many times, he refused to reveal the truth. Even after he knew my identity and knew that I could help him solve it, he still refused to tell the truth."

Prince Zhong looked at Qiu Shan in front of him with a gaze as sharp as a knife, "My life was ruined by him. If he hadn't taken into consideration that if I got married and had children, he would live a life worse than death. How could he have stayed in this palace alone?"

"Little Prince." Qiu Shan murmured, "General Chu may not have the face to see the prince. After all, the little prince was lost when he was just born, and he was thought to be dead for so many years."

"That's because he is incompetent and has not made any progress." Prince Zhong did not soften his heart at this moment. He became more angry when he thought of his own flesh and blood. "He was applauded by a lowly concubine. Apart from being soft-hearted and kind, what else can he have?"

Qiu Shan lowered his head silently in silence. You have already pointed out his strengths yourself, what else do you want your subordinates to say?

"Oh." He suddenly raised his head and said, "General Chu is brave and courageous. He is not discouraged in the fight between life and death. His every move is full of righteousness."

"Tsk." Prince Zhong sneered and turned to walk out the door. "If you want to die, hang yourself, hit your head against the wall, or drink medicine. It's possible."

Qiu Shan curled his lips. He can't die from any of these. Didn't you send someone to watch him?

He followed Prince Zhong all the way, "Prince, where are you going? Are you looking for General Chu?"

"I don't have the time for that?" Prince Zhong gave him a cold look, "Even if I run into him, it depends on my mood and whether I am willing to look at him."

"I heard that General Chu is in Wenchang Street." Qiu Shan smiled and said, "That is a place frequented by literati and scholars. I guess he is choosing gifts for the little prince."

"I'm so poor." Prince Zhong said, "Every blade of grass and every tree here belongs to your young master, why do you need his money?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Qiu Shan responded with a smile. The prince's mansion has a successor, and they, the servants, are the happiest. He thought for a while and asked, "Prince, should we send someone to send some gifts?"

"No, let him do it himself." Prince Zhong frowned, thinking of his son's situation, and asked, "Can you choose a good doctor to send over?"

"It has been chosen, but it is cold and the doctor cannot come." Qiu Shan put away his smile and said seriously: "The doctor said it is okay, he is sure about this disease, it is okay to wait a little."

"It is because he has treated several cases of the same disease that he was chosen to treat the young prince despite his old age." Qiu Shan did not want to wait, but there was no way.

"Then wait, my son will suffer." Prince Zhong sighed.

His own son has been wandering outside for so many years, he felt distressed when he thought about it, and he was blinded by someone's trick, all of which was his hatred.

That was a precious person, who was brought to this point by Chu Yuwen, raised in the countryside and suffered a lot, and had not seen his father for more than ten years.

...

"Hahaha."

"Wonderful, what a good poem."

"I didn't expect a young man to be able to write such a wonderful poem."

Guangyuan Teahouse is where literati and poets live.

When they have nothing to do, some literati or students gather here to taste tea and discuss poetry, or show off their calligraphy and painting skills to gain some fame.

Today, the elegant seats on the second floor were reserved by a group of young men, who were reciting poems, writing couplets, and painting with ink, winning a lot of applause from the crowd.

"Ridiculous." Liu Da shouted, slammed the table and said angrily: "The world is going downhill. Some young men don't learn how to manage the household in the mansion, but come here to show off their literary talent. It's really shameful!"

As soon as he said this, the whole building was silent. The literati on the first floor looked at each other, wondering what Master Liu was angry about and how these young men offended him.

But no one dared to say anything. Liu Da was the Minister of Rites and dared not offend him easily. If he was preached and criticized, would he still have this reputation?

"Humph." Liu Da was still angry and looked up at the second floor with disdain. "Supporting your husband and raising your children, serving the mistress, are what you young men do. Showing off your literary talent to attract attention is really shameful."

He came here to drink tea and wanted to have tea and discuss with a few close friends, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even get a seat, so he could only sit on the first floor and sulk.

The group of young men on the second floor were all sad and angry at this time. No matter how good their knowledge was, they could not pass the imperial examination to become officials, and they were even worse than women.

If you are lucky enough, you will marry a man from a lower family and become his wife. You will also have to take concubines to manage the backyard for your husband, raise children and honor the elders, and force yourself to do things you don't want to do.

You can only grit your teeth and swallow your tears. You have to put on a smiling face to greet people and put on a generous attitude. You can't let others see your ugly side. If you are unlucky enough,

you will be a concubine, confined to the backyard, and you can't even give birth to a child by yourself, and you can't even call yourself daddy.

You have to serve your husband and his wife carefully, and you can't even call him husband. You have to survive like a servant.

"Woo woo woo."

Suddenly, several suppressed cries came to the first floor. They were a few timid boys who couldn't stand Liu Da's humiliation and accusations, and couldn't control their sadness and cried.

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about?"

A young man leaned out from the railing on the second floor, looking at Liu Da with anger, pointing at him and saying: "You are so old, but you still don't have any moral integrity. What ability do you have to bully us young guys?"

"We provoke you? How dare you humiliate us with your rude words?" The young man's eyebrows were full of heroism. At this moment, he put one hand on his waist and pointed at Liu Da with the other hand.

"How dare you." Liu Da was furious and slammed the table. "A young boy is so rampant. He really has no education at all. Who are you to dare to point at me like this?"

"You, you." Zhang Yun's smiling face turned pale, and his fingers trembled when he saw Liu Da's official uniform. His momentum suddenly lost, "As an official of the court, how can you humiliate us in public?"

"It is because I am an official of the court that I can't watch you corrupt the atmosphere." Liu Da was dignified and scolded these young guys.

"Marrying and giving birth to children is not as good as that of women." Liu Da said: "Not to mention compared with men. What can you do? You are simply unworthy of being human."

In his eyes, these young men deserve their low status. It is difficult for them to even give birth to children. They are not as good as men, nor as good as women.

"Old Liu, you are so arrogant."

A voice suddenly came from a corner, "You don't have a young man in your family? Your deceased elders don't have a young man? There are no young men among your peers?"

Prince Zhong was sitting in the corner. Seeing this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said sarcastically: "It seems that your Liu family has no young men for generations. Is it because of your bad words that you have no descendants in the field of young men?"

"Prince Zhong." Liu Da's heart jumped, and he hurriedly stepped forward a few steps to salute, "Your subordinate greets Prince Zhong."

He didn't expect to meet this plague god. Liu Da wanted to sew his mouth shut. How could he attract his attention?

Prince Zhong never speaks human words!

"Oh!" Prince Zhong sneered, looking at Liu Da with an ice-cold gaze, "How dare you to humiliate the heir to the throne, are you courting death?"

"I am innocent." Liu Da knelt down with a plop, "Your Highness, I have nothing. How dare I humiliate the heir to the throne? I wouldn't dare even if I had ten thousand guts!" "Humph

." Prince Zhong raised his eyebrows, a chilling aura emanating from his body, "The royal family has had young masters from generation to generation, and you actually say that young masters are unworthy of being human beings?"

"Ah?" Liu Da was sweating all over, not expecting that someone was waiting for him here. He raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face with a few slaps.

"Your Highness, I was confused and spoke without thinking, please forgive me." Liu Da was in his fifties, and at this moment he didn't care about his old face, and knocked his head to the ground with a "bang bang bang".

"May your Majesty forgive me?" Prince Zhong said, "I do not have that much power and cannot represent the entire royal family."

He slowly stood up and looked at the handsome young man on the second floor, "The young man is a man, no worse than a woman, and even better than a man. Just ask, which man can give birth to an heir?"

"The young man of the royal family is no worse than anyone else, and the same is true for you." Prince Zhong looked at Zhang Yunxiao with red eyes, and said softly, "I'm sorry for you."

"What do you think?" Prince Zhong looked around at these dignified, elegant and romantic scholars, "Who gave the young man a low status?"

"It was the previous dynasty." Prince Zhong put his hands behind his back, and his low and reassuring voice resounded throughout the teahouse, "We, the Xiao Dynasty, will not treat these young men like this."

"Overthrowing the previous dynasty was for the people of the world, for the overthrow of cruel officials, and for the correction of those bad habits, and these young men are among them."

Prince Zhong walked up to the second floor step by step, looking at more than 20 young men who actually booked the entire private room, and immediately understood why.

They have to avoid suspicion with women and keep an absolute distance from men. How difficult it is for them to survive in the cracks can be seen from Chu Yuwen.

Perhaps because he loves the whole family, Prince Zhong showed a look of pity. These are still children, only in their teens, but they were humiliated and accused by Liu Da.

"Don't cry." Prince Zhong looked at the crying boys and comforted them: "The emperor will make a decision for you and will not let anyone humiliate and accuse you."

"You should study hard and practice martial arts diligently. There is a place for you boys in the Xiao Dynasty. You will never be left in obscurity again."

He looked at these boys and made a promise, which seemed like a guarantee.

He said in a sonorous voice: "In the future, you can pass the imperial examinations, become an official, be appointed as a noble, or go to the battlefield to kill the enemy as a general."

"Everything that others in our dynasty have, you will have. As long as you work hard and don't give up, these are just around the corner."

"Really?" Zhang Yunxiao widened his eyes in surprise and asked in disbelief: "Prince, will we really have these? We won't be married off and confined in the backyard, and we won't have to be concubines and slaves?"

"Whether to marry or not is your choice." Prince Zhong said: "I can guarantee this. No one will embarrass you in the future."

"As long as I am alive, no one will look down on you. You are also a commoner of this dynasty and deserve the protection of the royal family."

"I don't want to be a concubine." A young man suddenly cried, "I don't want to marry an old man as a concubine. I would rather become a monk. Please allow me, Your Majesty."

He fell to his knees with a plop and cried miserably. Prince Zhong shook his head and said, "I can make the decision for you, but first you have to be strong to prevent your life from being miserable."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Yun smiled and pulled up the young man who was kneeling on the ground. "If you don't want to, Your Majesty can make the decision for you. If you don't say anything, how can Your Majesty say that you can't get married?" He waved his little fist to encourage his young friends. "We must be self-reliant and resist the injustice against us. What do we have to be afraid of with Your Majesty making the decision for us?"

"If you don't want to, just say it out loud." Prince Zhong said, "If you don't say it, how can I know? How can the emperor seek justice for you and allow a weak young man to enter the court?"

"We, we say it." Zhang Yunxiao couldn't wait to look at his friends and said anxiously, "What do you say? Say that you want to make your own decisions, want to choose who to marry, and don't want to be anyone's concubine."

"I want to take the imperial examination." A young man mustered up the courage, pinched the corner of his clothes, looked at Prince Zhong nervously and said, "I, I'm only thirteen, and it will take a few years before I get married. I want to take the imperial examination first and become an official with a higher rank than my father, so that no one will dare to control me in the future." "Hahaha." Prince Zhong laughed and said with admiration, "Yes, just say what you want. If you don't even have the courage to say it, who will be willing to help you?" The literati and scholars on the first floor, including many officials, didn't know what was wrong with this prince and why he suddenly favored these young men of low status? But when they heard Prince Zhong's laughter, they felt inexplicably happy. Then they looked at Liu Da, who had been kneeling on the ground and shaking like a sieve. Everyone felt that he deserved it. Who doesn't have a few young boys in their family? He actually didn't regard the young boys as human beings. This time he was unlucky to meet the cold and indifferent demon, right? ... The next day, Prince Zhong went to court. In front of all the civil and military officials , he reported to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the young men of this dynasty are also men, and they should be allowed to take the imperial examinations and enter the officialdom." Prince Zhong did not look at the emperor's expression. After reporting, he looked at the civil and military officials first, and said with a cold face: "You are not allowed to refute my words." He glanced at the ministers one by one, "If you dare to refute, I will report that you are unkind, unfilial, and unbrotherly, and drive you out of the court." Prince Zhong snorted coldly: "As a minister, you must be loyal to the emperor, recommend talents for the emperor to use, and you must not be jealous of the virtuous and exclude dissidents." "As your family members, you have elders above you, sons and heirs below you, and brothers of the same generation. You can't even tolerate them." " Haha." Prince Zhong sneered repeatedly, his eyes cold and releasing murderous intent, "What's the point of keeping you? All of you roll to the ground and apologize to your ancestors." "Your Majesty." The three judicial officials immediately stepped out, and each agreed with Prince Zhong's proposal, "Prince Zhong is right. We should allow the young man to improve his status and take the imperial examination to serve the emperor." As soon as they took the lead, the other civil and military officials no longer hesitated, and knelt down to plead for permission. Who doesn't have a few young men in their family? It would be a good thing if they could enter the government. What's more, Prince Zhong had a threatening look on his face, and his murderous intent was displayed in front of everyone. Who would want to offend him and be disliked? Wouldn't this be unpleasant for himself? Chu Yuwen knelt on the ground, and as the civil and military officials pleaded for permission, he lowered his head and bit his tongue, trying not to make a sound, for he was afraid that he would not be able to control his sobs. If the young man could enter the government, even if his identity was exposed in the future, he would not be sentenced to death, and he would not let a large group of people be implicated. "My son." Chu Yuwen endured the bitterness in his heart, "You are safe too!" The author has something to say: