"I have food, no need."
Cheng Jin raised his eyebrows and refused. Perhaps he felt that his words were too harsh, so he explained:
"You can keep it for yourself."
The people in Duanjia Village are so poor, Cheng Jin is embarrassed to ask for it.
"Your Majesty, you don't care if I hurt someone for no reason. This is my apology."
Duan Sanni was also very insistent. She dropped the basket on the ground and trotted away quickly.
Looking at the wild vegetables on the ground, everyone was silent, and Poria suddenly spoke.
"She doesn't want to poison us, does she?"
After she finished speaking, she felt that she was a little mean, so she corrected herself: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I just..."
"You have a point."
Cheng Jin was afraid that Fuling would be embarrassed, so he picked up the basket in his hand and said, "I'll return it to her."
He left the house, presumably to chase Duan Sanni.
Seeing him running so fast, Fu Ling was a little worried, "I shouldn't have spoken in such a hurry just now."
"It's okay, I believe Cheng Jin can handle it."
Jiang Wan defended her shortcomings. Regardless of whether Duan Sanni truly repented or not, it was a fact that she hurt Cheng Jin and Fuling, and Fuling was right to guard against her.
"Uh-huh."
Poria nodded slightly, but the food in the bowl was tasteless. Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan were talking in low voices.
They discussed ways to deal with wealthy gentry and corrupt officials.
Cheng Jin came back quickly, but his expression was not good, "She refused to take it back, so I left it at her door."
Thinking of the dilapidated appearance of Duan Sanni's house, Cheng Jin's outlook on life was strongly impacted.
"Go to rest early."
Song Jiuyuan didn't ask any more questions, but carefully heated hot water for Jiang Wan and asked her to wash up.
Song Jiuyuan and Cheng Jin and their servants slept in the small kitchen, while Jiang Wan and Fuling Muxiang slept in the large room.
Even though they had taken good care of the hygiene, there was still a musty smell in the house, which was really not pleasant.
Mu Xiang suffered a lot from the snacks and slept soundly under the warm quilt, but Fuling and Jiang Wan were a little uncomfortable with it.
In the darkness, Fuling and Jiang Wan were sleeping next to each other, her voice was very soft.
"Uncle Junior, I seem to be shaken again!"
She sighed invisibly, clearly determined not to get involved with Cheng Jin when she left Kyoto.
"Fu Ling, you are tempted."
Jiang Wan's strength was pretty good. In the darkness, she saw Fuling's eyebrows coming together. All her cold emotions were resolved when Cheng Jin blocked the knife for her today.
"But little uncle, I'm too scared."
When Fuling thought of seeing Mrs. Cheng's frail face and terrifying wrists that day, she felt something was in her heart.
She grew up in Yaowang Valley and really didn't like the restrictive and depressing backyard life.
"What are you afraid of?"
Jiang Wan knew the truth and asked, "Are you afraid of losing yourself in the backyard fight?
Or are you afraid that Cheng Jin’s parents won’t like you, or are you afraid that your sincerity will be let down? "
With Jiang Wan seeing through everything, Fuling covered her eyes and said, "Yes, I worry too much."
Perhaps in the eyes of the ancients, recognition lasted a lifetime.
But in Jiang Wan's eyes, if it's not suitable, stop the loss in time.
She comforted Fuling gently, "Fuling, follow your heart in everything.
When you feel that everything Cheng Jin has done can make up for the damage caused, you can choose to forgive him, or you can choose to be friends with him.
You still have me and Yao Wang Gu as your big backers. If things don’t work out and you two fall out, I’ll stand up for you! "
"Uncle Junior, you are so kind."
Fu Ling suddenly smiled, "Then I won't worry about it anymore, let everything take its course."
"Well, get some rest early. We're afraid we'll have to stay here for a while these days."
Jiang Wan was ready for a tough battle. Sure enough, early the next morning, while they were having breakfast, Song Yi had already returned with the news he had learned.
"Your Majesty, Princess, Duanjia Village is under the jurisdiction of Qinniu Town. It is said that the county magistrate is related to Kyoto officials.
The people in Duanjia Village are all working for Lin Yuanwai, who is the father-in-law of the county magistrate. "
The relationship is very clear, that is, Lin Yuanwai used his daughter to marry the county magistrate and deprived his tenant farmers of food.
Song Yi also told some other news. After listening to it, Song Jiuyuan pondered for a while before saying:
"Cheng Jin, take Fuling and the others and wait for us here. Wanwan and I will go to the town to take a look."
"The people in the village don't have enough food left. I'll buy some food later and have it delivered, and you can distribute it to the people in the village."
Jiang Wan thought of the food accumulated in the space and had an idea.
Poria and Muxiang did not refute and stayed in the village to wait for them. Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan took a carriage to Qinniu Town.
After all, it is a town on the edge of Kyoto. Although the weather is a bit cold, the town is still lively.
Song Yi led the way, "Your Majesty, Lin Yuanwai's mansion is just ahead."
"You go and take a look at the situation, and I'll buy food."
Jiang Wan made an excuse to leave. Song Jiuyuan looked at her deeply and finally agreed reluctantly.
He seemed to know she had a secret.
Unfortunately, Jiang Wan, who was used to being like this in front of Song Jiuyuan, didn't notice that she went to the grain store in the town.
After buying some food, I took it to the grove at the gate of the city, and then quietly released a large amount of food from the space.
Then someone was sent to deliver a message to Song Jiuyuan. After a while, Song Yi came in a hurry and said, "Girl, I'm late."
"You send these grains to Duanjia Village. Poria and Muxiang will know how to arrange them."
Jiang Wan handed the grain to Song Yi and hurried to the teahouse near Lin Yuanwai's mansion.
But she didn't expect that as soon as she entered the teahouse, she would catch a glimpse of a charming and innocent girl surrounding Song Jiuyuan.
"Young Master, you really don't want to follow me into the mansion?"
"roll!"
Song Jiuyuan was sitting alone by the window next to the teahouse. There were pieces of teacups lying on the ground. It seemed that this girl had barged in.
There were many people watching the excitement at the door of the elegant room. Jiang Wan heard them say:
"This young man has a handsome appearance. It's a pity that he was unlucky enough to meet a girl from the Lin family."
"This is already the twelfth young man the Lin family has snatched this month. What a joke."
"Shhh, uncle, please keep your voice down. Who in Qinniu Town doesn't know that Yuan Lin's first wife gave birth to a girl named Lin, and he cherishes her in his heart?"
"..."
After hearing about Miss Lin's achievements, Jiang Wan felt a surge of anger in her heart.
She pushed aside the crowd and rushed in. Song Jiuyuan, who had been indifferent just now, saw a smile on his face when he saw it was her.
"Wanwan."
"Who are you?"
Miss Lin raised her chin slightly and looked at Jiang Wan with very fearful eyes.
Jiang Wan stepped forward and walked to Song Jiuyuan's side. Her tone was a little softer and she said, "I am his wife."
"What?"
Miss Lin glanced at Jiang Wan in shock, then glanced at the handsome Song Jiuyuan.
"You actually have a wife and children?"
"As I said just now, I have a family."
Song Jiuyuan had a cold face, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, and subconsciously stayed away from Miss Lin.
