Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

"Don't shout, little lady, I'm fine."

Jin Yanzhi brushed Lin Huilan's hand away and said, "I won!"

Jin Yanzhi looked proud. He, who always lost fights, actually beat a farmer.

The martial arts his master taught him are amazing!

Jin Yanzhi's face was bruised and swollen, and his body ached, but he was proud!

"Yanzhi, how could you fight with someone? Your father will be unhappy." Lin Huilan was worried again when she saw her son jumping around.

Lin Huilan's words were like a bucket of cold water, splashing him with a chill that went straight to the bone.

"..."

Jin Yanzhi stared at her without saying a word, making Lin Huilan feel uneasy. Only then did he pick up the knife from the corner and prepare to go to the back mountain to chop firewood.

Cheng Qiqi saw all of this and her gaze fell on Lin Huilan. A thoughtful look appeared in her eyes. What exactly did the Marquis Zhongyong see in this stupid and foolish woman?

As dusk approached and the sky began to darken, the Jin family members gradually returned home. Smoke curled from the kitchen, carrying the aroma of food.

"Jin Yanzhi, what happened to your face?"

Marquis Zhongyong immediately noticed his youngest son's bruised and swollen face, and his thick, dark eyebrows furrowed: "Are you asking for trouble again?"

Marquis Zhongyong grabbed a nearby branch, as if he would beat Jin Yanzhi if he dared to act as before.

"Father, I did nothing wrong."

Jin Yanzhi straightened his chest, his lips pressed into a straight line, looking like he wouldn't admit his mistake.

"Tell me, who are you fighting? And why are you fighting?"

Marquis Zhongyong gripped the branch in his hand tightly and stared at him as he asked.

"I……"

Jin Yanzhi stopped abruptly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Speak!"

Marquis Zhongyong's forehead veins throbbed. Could it be that this brat's well-behaved and sensible behavior lately was all an act?

"Jin Yi, old Jin."

Zhao Hei's voice came from outside the door.

"Lord Zhao."

Marquis Zhongyong turned to look at Zhao Hei, his face immediately softening.

"Didn't I tell you to just call me Brother Zhao? Don't call me 'adult' or 'not adult'?"

Zhao Hei waved his hand dismissively.

"Lord Zhao, you're here so late. Have you eaten yet?" Marquis Zhongyong didn't follow the change of address and still called him Lord Zhao. Although he was just a small training ground supervisor, Zhao Hei liked to be called Lord Zhao.

Shouting a few words won't make you lose any weight; on the contrary, it will bring you closer to Zhao Hei.

"I didn't come here to eat; I came here to make him apologize."

Zhao Hei grabbed the man hiding behind him and pulled him out: "Apologize to your Uncle Jin now."

"This is……"

Marquis Zhongyong stared at the man whose head had been beaten into a pig's head. He paused for a moment and said, "They're just kids playing around. There's no need to make a big deal out of it."

"..."

Jin Yanzhi's lips twitched. His father was really... going too far. If he couldn't beat him, wouldn't he have suffered for nothing?

Jin Yanzhi stared at Zhao Nanshu's swollen face, his eyes filled with gloom. Next time he saw Zhao Nanshu, he would beat him up again.

I will not apologize.

Zhao Nanshu, his face swollen and covered by a cloth, immediately retorted, "Are you even my father? Aren't you going to help me?"

"Zhao Nanshu!"

Zhao Hei's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He then looked at Marquis Zhongyong with embarrassment and said, "Old Jin, my son's wife just died in childbirth. He's been talking nonsense and had a little argument with Jin Yanzhi."

Zhao Hei didn't think the Jin family could stay in a small place like Lingnan forever, that they would always be prisoners, and that they would definitely have a bright future.

Take the Jin family for example. They're leading the whole village to make money, so you can't afford to offend them.

"Apologize now!" Zhao Hei kicked him.

"I don't."

Zhao Nanshu covered his leaky mouth, and the father and son stared at each other.

"Lord Zhao, it was just a quarrel. Young people are like that; a fight will make it all go away, and then it's over."

Marquis Zhongyong waved his hand.

Jin Yanzhi glared at Zhao Nanshu and said, "I'll put him in a sack and beat him up again!"

"Old Jin, you've definitely been framed."

Zhao Hei patted the Marquis of Loyalty and Valor on the shoulder, surprised by his magnanimity!

Zhao Nanshu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Uncle Jin, your daughter-in-law's husband has died. Perfect timing! I just lost my wife. I don't mind that your daughter-in-law is dead, so I'll reluctantly marry her. I'll definitely give ten taels of silver as a bride price!"

"roll!"

Jin Yanzhi threw a punch at Zhao Nanshu.

Marquis Zhongyong clenched his fists tightly. If Jin Yanzhi hadn't acted quickly, he would have definitely kicked him!

"Lord Zhao, my daughter-in-law has said that she will observe three years of mourning for my son and has no plans to get married for the time being."

Marquis Zhongyong stared intently at Zhao Nanshu with his copper bell-like eyes, wishing he could take action himself.

Zhao Hei: "..."

No wonder Jin Yi didn't seem angry at all just now; it turns out he had no idea what had happened.

"Jin Yi, don't misunderstand, I didn't have that thought."

Zhao Hei felt that the once peaceful Marquis Zhongyong had instantly transformed into a ferocious lion, as if he were the prey being watched, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He didn't know what murderous intent was, but Zhao Hei knew that if anyone dared to lay a finger on his daughter-in-law, they would die!

Even an official like Hu Dali from the capital, who coveted his daughter, was targeted by Jin Yi. How much more so would a mere supervisor at a training ground like him?

"My son just lost his wife and isn't quite right in the head. When I heard the news, I immediately dragged him here to apologize."

Zhao Hei spoke rapidly, then turned around to see his son being beaten on the ground by Jin Yanzhi. He felt sorry for him, but still kicked him again, saying, "Don't worry, he will never dare to have such a thought again."

"Lord Zhao, you are the most reasonable one."

Marquis Zhongyong pulled Zhao Hei aside, his eyes, which had been sharp before, now filled with sorrow. He said, "My son went to the battlefield at the age of 16 and guarded the border for ten years. Although he disobeyed the imperial order, I think he did the right thing!"

what?

Zhao Hei was completely bewildered. This was the first time he had ever heard the reason. Defying the imperial decree, and he was doing the right thing?

Has Jin Yi lost his mind?

"For the sake of three hundred households and nearly a thousand lives in one village, he defied the imperial decree. I am proud of my son!"

When the Marquis of Zhongyong spoke these words, his voice was full of pride. He said, "If my daughter-in-law has any intention of remarrying, I will not stop her. But if she wants to observe three years of mourning for my son, then..."

The Marquis of Zhongyong's tone suddenly shifted, becoming sharp: "No one can force her!"

Yes, you're right.

Zhao Hei nodded numbly; his mind was almost completely blank.

"Mmm~ Daddy~"

Zhao Nanshu looked at Zhao Hei for help, feeling pain all over his body as Jin Yanzhi pressed him down and beat him.

Marquis Zhongyong glanced at Zhao Nanshu, who was being beaten, out of the corner of his eye, and continued, "Lord Zhao, you can understand my... thoughts, right?"

"able."

Zhao Hei nodded, looking up at the loyal and brave Marquis who was sending off his son with white hair. He was clearly not as old as Zhao Hei, but he looked older and had more white hair!

"..."

Zhao Nanshu was in despair!