During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

Lan Xin thought the same thing. His Highness had been preparing for so long. They would definitely be able to return to the capital within three years, and the matter would definitely be finalized.

At that time, the girl is the mother of the country, who will dare to deal with her?

"But there is really no need for the girl to waste her energy on the Yang family. The girl should still think about what she will run the shop she bought back."

"I have already thought about leaving two shops to run by myself, and renting out the remaining shops and waiting to collect the rent."

In the past, what Jiang Miao envied most were those who had property. They didn't have to do anything, they just sat back and waited for the rent to be collected every month.

I didn't expect that she would realize this wish so quickly.

"Does the lady only plan to keep two shops?"

"I estimate that after the autumn harvest, my eldest brother will be in high school. By that time, I will go to the capital to accompany him. The business will definitely be handed over to the people below. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of so many shops."

Lan Xin nodded, but then she felt that something was not right.

"The girl is so confident, will the man be able to go to high school?"

"Of course, my eldest brother is very talented. Even if he can't be the top scholar in high school, he can at least be a Jinshi. If not, he donated new wheat seeds to the court this time, which is a great achievement. The court should be courteous and reward him no matter what. He is an official and so on."

However, Jiang Miao still hopes that her eldest brother can rely on his own strength to go to high school, which will be more convincing.

She had already thought about it. If Luo Tingye had not returned when her eldest brother became an official, she would open a shop where her eldest brother was and the whole family could still be together.

They would come back after Luo Tingye's matter was over.

Due to the rain, people buying snacks in the afternoon may reduce their original snack orders and the quantity will be reduced by half.

The three Gu family members also stopped and came to the front hall to watch the rain.

Gurong glanced at his girl.

The little lady Gu shrank and lowered her head.

Ever since her mother forced her to kneel down and apologize to Jiang Miao that day, her whole body has become less honest and has lost its former glory.

However, Gu Rong knew that she still had resentment in her heart, "Don't think about it, there is no way you can compare with others."

Little Lady Gu lowered her head and said nothing. Only she knew what she was thinking.

Gurung continued: "You can't even compare to the blue heart next to her."

Madam Gu touched her face, recalling the burning pain that day, and felt a little resentful in her heart.

It doesn't matter if he can't compare to Jiang Miao. Who wants to have a brother with a lot of talent?But why should Lan Xin?
She is just a little girl. To put it bluntly, she comes from a humble background, but she is also a good person.

In the carriage, Shopkeeper Yang held a wooden box tightly, which was filled with large-denomination banknotes, a total of fifty.

The bank note is not heavy, but in Shopkeeper Yang's heart it is as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The carriage swayed and drove for an hour before coming to a stop on a small broken road that was rarely visited by people.

By this time, the rain had stopped, and the air was filled with a unique smell from the soil.

Not long after, one of the guards found a bamboo tube hanging on the tree. There was a letter hidden in the bamboo tube. He handed the letter intact to Shopkeeper Yang.

Shopkeeper Yang took the letter, his mood was ups and downs, and he grinded his teeth. He handed the box to one of the guards and asked him to place it on a large flat stone not far away.

After all this was done, he left with his guards and went to the location mentioned in the letter.

The carriage had not traveled far, and shopkeeper Yang uneasily opened the curtain and looked at the stone.

My heart trembled. There was no box on the stone. The top was flat, not even a leaf.Shopkeeper Yang put down the curtain and felt a sudden pain in his stomach. His stomach, which should have been soft and soft, turned out to be a little stiff at the moment, as if there was an extra big watermelon in his stomach.

Shopkeeper Yang tried to slow down his breathing to make his stomach feel more comfortable, and soon the carriage stopped at a dilapidated City God's Temple.

As soon as the carriage stopped, one of the guards pulled out the sword from his waist.

"there's noise."

It came from the City God's Temple.

Shopkeeper Yang's eyebrows were twitching wildly, and he stepped forward with a trembling command: "Go and have a look."

"Yes."

The guard who spoke pushed aside the grass and stones outside the City God's Temple and walked in cautiously. There were no expected screams or the sound of hidden weapons, and people quickly ran out.

"It's the third master. The third master is inside."

Shopkeeper Yang's eyes lit up, and his facial features relaxed. He walked towards the City God's Temple, but just after taking two steps, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his stomach, forcing him to stop.

The coachman stepped forward to support him, "Master, are you okay?"

Shopkeeper Yang waved his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine. Let's go see the Third Master first."

Mr. Yang was a little exhausted, but there was no fear for his life. He just didn't know what he had gone through. When he found him, he was a little trembling and frightened. At the slightest sign of trouble, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

"I didn't do it. I just bribed the guards and let a few people go. I didn't kill Luo Tingye. I don't know anything. I didn't do anything."

Shopkeeper Yang's eyes paused and he suddenly covered Mr. Yang's mouth.

"Third Master, what did you say?"

But Mr. Yang pushed his hand away and hugged himself, "I didn't do it. Don't come to me. I really don't know. Go to Luo Jingce. He is the mastermind and he did everything." , I just led people to dispose of a few corpses, I really don’t know the rest.”

Shopkeeper Yang became more and more frightened as he listened.

But Mr. Yang seemed to be in a daze and kept mumbling.

Shopkeeper Yang simply knocked him unconscious, then looked at the coachman and the guards outside the carriage warily, feeling slightly relieved, "You are not allowed to spread a single word of what the Third Master said just now."

"Yes."

After the light rain, the summer breeze was cool. Magistrate Wang stood by the wheat field and felt the waves of wheat. The corners of his mouth turned upward, and a beautiful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Get ready, we'll start sickening tomorrow."

Wang Sanhu perked up and said, "Yes."

After waiting for so long, is it finally going to be a good harvest?
Liu Xianghe, who was sent by the Liu family, learned of Magistrate Wang's actions, and also ordered the people below, "The sickle will be launched tomorrow."

Liu Xianghe is Liu Xiangyang's cousin, who is responsible for harvesting wheat. After receiving his cousin's letter, he rushed over with his people.

The moment he saw the wheat field, he knew that he had come right this time.

"Assemble more people to come over. After harvesting the wheat, find someone to pick up all the ears and grains of wheat in the field. In short, no grains are allowed to be left behind."

"Master, don't worry. I've already given the order. After all, wheat is so expensive, how can you give it to others cheaply?"

Liu Xianghe thought for a while, "Don't go too far. After all, we will have to deal with you in the future." (End of Chapter)