Chapter 103
Arrived in Quliang County in the middle of the night, the carriage was parked in the outskirts of the county, and the gate of the city was not opened until dawn.

Next, as Feng Hao said, after meeting with Yu's caravan, the group rushed to Hanshui.After traveling on the water for several days, the boat finally docked at the junction of the two prefectures of Anping.

The main destination of Yu's caravan this time was Pingzhou, and a small group of people was also sent to Anzhou to buy silk.

Jiang Fosang and others mixed among them and entered Anzhou smoothly.

This trip to the south was no worse than when she first went to the Northland. Because there were many female relatives and a bunch of dowry servants, just to be on the safe side, the journey was extremely slow.

Caravans pay attention to the word "speed" in everything.This year is a warm winter, and there has been no snow for a long time, but it is not guaranteed when it will fall.Especially when the new year is approaching, everyone wants to finish this last trip as soon as possible, so that they can have a safe New Year, so they rush all the way, day and night.

Even so, when they arrived in Xiachen County in Linhai County, it was already November.

Yunniang does not live in the county seat, but in a village under it, Dashe Village.

The road condition is not very good, bumpy and bumpy.

After being stunned for a long time, even Chun Rong, who has always been prudent, turned pale.

Jiang Fosang also felt some churning in his stomach.

In order to alleviate the physical discomfort, I had no choice but to open the car window and let the cold wind blow on my face, so as to refresh my mind and distract some attention.

Looking at it, doubts gradually arise.

The silk trade in Anzhou is extremely prosperous, but as far as you can see along the way, there is no sign of prosperity, and it can be called a backcountry.

Jiang Fusang asked Feng Hao: "Last time you said that Niang would also carry cloths to the market to sell them, but we haven't seen any markets during our journey?"

Feng Hao replied across the car: "Your Majesty, I don't know that the market in the township is different from the market in Jiyuan City. Generally, several villages and towns jointly select a vacant land for exchange or trading. This kind of market There are no fences, no city gates, no city officials, no houses and shops."

Jiang Fosang understood, "Several villages are gathered together, and there is a city within them."

Nanzhou also has this.The local people call it a wild market, which is not organized by the official office, nor is it under the jurisdiction of the official office, and there is no completely fixed market date and store.People gather in the wild, carry out barter exchange, and naturally form a market.

Chun Rong shook his head after hearing this: "There is a fair in the township. Presumably today is not the day of the fair, that's why it's so deserted."

Chun Rong also told her a lot about the town and the city, such as what is sold, what is interesting... and so on.

Jiang Fosang thought for a while and asked, "A bigger market is going to the city?"

"Not necessarily." Feng Hao said, "There are also grass markets that are bigger. Compared with the townships where the township is located, or even the wild markets in the wilderness, the grass markets are mostly located at the ferry crossings of rivers and waterways. Wharfs, temples, and some garrison sites are also allowed to be set up. The markets in the village are all for the exchange of sporadic things, and there are more tradables in the grass market. Due to frequent transactions, some larger grass markets gradually become regular markets. Like those shops in Jiyuan City, there is no such thing as a market day."

Jiang Fosang was surprised: "You know so much?"

The voice outside the car window seemed to be stuck, and it was only after a while that it continued: "This subordinate is from a peasant family, and he often went out to do errands when he was in the Qiu family."

"That's it." Jiang Fosang nodded, and the topic stopped there.

The carriage drove non-stop, and the sun was already westward when it arrived at Dashe Village.

Fortunately, they used food in Xiachen County before they set off, and brought some embarrassing food to eat on the road.

Since Feng Hao had already been here, there was no need to ask anyone for directions. After the carriage entered the village, it went all the way north until it reached the northernmost house.

Two houses made of thatched adobe, and a simple courtyard made of thick wooden sticks.

At this time, a large group of people gathered at the gate of the courtyard, making a lot of noise, some were carrying hoes, and some were carrying sticks, and it looked like some dispute had arisen.

"My lady, wait until you come out." Feng Hao parked the carriage at the corner.

Jiang Fosang sat in the car according to his words, and only poked his head out of the car window to look around.

In the center of the crowd, there is a middle-aged woman, an elderly woman, and a middle-aged man.

The gray-haired old lady had an unfriendly appearance, and her voice was particularly high-pitched. No one could overwhelm her with all the chatter in the room.

"Chen Xunniang, don't you know what's good and what's wrong! This old man brought my son to pick you up in person, it's a big face to you, pack up and follow us, don't wait to tie you up, everyone is ugly!"

Jiang Fosang looked at the middle-aged woman again. She was tall and thin and had an ordinary appearance. It turned out that she was Chen Kunniang.

Seeing that she turned a deaf ear to her own words, the old woman was as angry as a puffer fish, jumping and jumping with her hips on her hips, cursing viciously.

Feng Hao frowned, let alone Jiang Fosang.

Chen Yunniang stood there dumbly, with her eyes downcast, she didn't know what she was thinking.

An elderly man behind her couldn't stand it any longer: "Wang Po, in front of so many people, you speak somewhat appropriately."

Wang Po's eyebrows were raised, and she immediately turned her head: "Don't look at you as an official! To scare anyone, I can't take care of our housework when the king of heaven is here! She, Chen Zhenniang, is the son-in-law of the old Wang family, and I am the aunt. Not to mention scolding her a few words, even if she is killed, that is justified."

"You, you..." The official of Dashe Village was choked by her, "You drove the girl back, but now you say she is the wife of the Wang family? She was dying of illness at that time, why didn't I see you?" Show your head!"

Wang Po snorted: "The letter of divorce has not yet been written. She is a member of the Wang family when she is alive, and a ghost of the Wang family when she dies. Even if she is down from the couch, she can't change this truth!"

This is determined to play a rogue.

No matter how angry the Li Li and the other villagers who wanted to help each other were angry, they had no choice but to do so, because, as Wang Po said, Yuniang was still Wang's wife after all.

If the Wang family is reasonable, they can barely say a few words for it.

But these two girls are messing with each other, and they are talking about housework, others really can't do anything about them.

Today they gathered the villagers again, and they are not afraid of the two villages turning against each other, but they are afraid that if someone dies, he, the village official, will not be able to bear it.

Wang Po saw that the servant was dumb, like a rooster winning a fight, and became more energetic.

Commanding her son, who is still a bit of a dog: "Since this bitch refuses to go with us, I will praise her once——"

Chen Yunniang finally raised her head.

She looked at the mother and son, and said word by word: "I am not a royal wife, I have never been a royal wife."

The voice is soft, but firm.

These words were like a hammer, hitting the painful feet of Wang Po and her son.

Both of them were so angry that their mouths were crooked, and the middle-aged man's face was even more distorted.

"Ms. Chen! I thought it was your parents who were here, but the glory of your Chen family is long gone!"

Wang Po patted her son: "What are you talking nonsense with her, tie it up and go home and clean it up!"

Two groups of people flocked to one place, and the people of Dashe Village were finally defeated by the people of Wangjia Village, and gradually lost the wind.

Seeing Chen Zhenniang being dragged away abruptly, Feng Hao, who received Jiang Fusang's signal, jumped off the carriage and strode forward: "Let her go!"

The tearing crowd fell silent.

Wang Po's eyes lit up.

She whispered to her son: "Fourth brother, this is the person who came to look for Chen Yunniang last month!"

 Thank you for the monthly ticket that sometimes waits~Thank you for your recommended tickets~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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