During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

Afraid that they would not take it seriously, Jiang Fan said in a serious tone: "If Brother Qian can pass the Jinshi exam or even the top prize, then we will be a clan. Even if we become famous, the children in the village will have another way out in the future."

"This is the hard work and effort of several generations, and it must not be ruined. Anyone who dares to hurt Brother Qian is going against our entire Jiang family. Do you understand?"

"understood."

The crowd's voices were so loud and powerful that even the birds on the trees were frightened away.

In less than half a day, the entire village fell into an atmosphere of preparation for war.

When Gu Guanshi learned what the villagers had done, he threw the written letter into the brazier, "Since they know what to do, we don't have to worry about it."

In the next few days, there were fewer children playing around in the village, and more people working at the entrance of the village, most of whom were elderly people at home.

The young people even formed a patrol team, with two people guarding the village entrance every day. Once a stranger approaches, they will always issue an early warning as soon as possible.

The square-faced seller carrying boxes of goods noticed that there were more people enjoying the cool weather at the entrance of the village this time, and the smiles on his face also increased.

He kept taking out all kinds of novel things from the cargo box, including thread, needles, and even some hoes, all of which were needed by every household.

"Auntie, you said you liked sweets last time. I brought you a lot. The price is the same as last time. Do you want to buy some more?"

Mrs. Jiang glanced up and down at the square-faced salesman. If she remembered correctly, the last time he came to sell candy, he also mentioned Jiang Qian intentionally or unintentionally.

She was still proud at the time, but now thinking about it, he was clearly trying to trick her.

Ever since Jiang Qian went to the capital for scientific examination, Mrs. Jiang has kept him in her mouth from time to time and told many people about her eldest grandson. Now that she thinks about it, she doesn't know if she has caused him any trouble.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Jiang was particularly angry and waved her hand irritably, "Go, go, don't buy it, don't buy it."

The square-faced salesman was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with a smile. "The candies I brought this time are even better than last time. If you buy more, I can make them cheaper for you."

"I'm so old, why should I eat candy? If I don't want to eat it, I'll leave as soon as possible."

The square-faced seller did not give up completely, and found another piece of embroidery to wipe the forehead from the box.

Mrs. Jiang had been using her forehead wiper for several years and was about to replace it with a new one. After just one glance, she couldn't move her eyes away.

The square-faced salesman showed a smile that was determined to win, "If Madam is sincere in buying it, I can give you a cheaper price, thirty cents each."

so cheap?

This price is already considered very cheap. If you go to a cloth shop in the county town with an embroidered forehead scarf, it will cost you fifty or sixty cents.

Mrs. Jiang also likes the style.

Mrs. Jiang touched her pocket, and there was exactly thirty coins in it. When the square-faced salesman saw her extending her hand, the smile on her face became even bigger.

"Auntie, didn't you say before that your grandson will be a high official in the future? This square forehead is just suitable for your status, and it will definitely be a good example when you take it out."

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Mrs. Jiang retracted her hand at lightning speed and pressed it tightly on her abdomen. Her eyes were sharp and the corners of her mouth were lowered. "Why are you mentioning my eldest grandson so well?"

Doubt flashed in the square-faced salesman's eyes, but he soon smiled again. "It's nothing, aunt. Didn't you say before that your grandson went to Beijing to take the exam? You also said that your grandson is very good at studying. Didn't I just follow your words? Why did you react so much when you mentioned your grandson? Could it be something happened? What happened?"

"I bother."

Mrs. Jiang spat out a mouthful of old phlegm. The square-faced salesman jumped back subconsciously, looking at the sticky and muddy stuff, his brows furrowed tightly, "Old lady, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Jiang had already snatched a big stick from Li Peilan's hand and smashed it at the square-faced salesman.

The salesman didn't dare to fight back, so he could only run around tiredly: "Auntie, I have something to say. What are you doing?"

"I'm going to beat you up for being such a black-hearted person. You actually want to plot against my eldest grandson."

Li Peilan's hands were empty and she realized that she didn't know whether she should go up or not.

The square-faced seller's pupils shrank, and then he looked at the villagers who shared the same hatred. He realized something, picked up the pole and ran away.

The old man at the entrance of the village applauded Mrs. Jiang, "My sister-in-law is still as strong as before. Look at her being beaten by you and she doesn't even dare to look back."

"No, I'm getting old. If I were young, I would beat his head to pieces."

Mrs. Jiang's weak hands were shaking.

Li Peilan quickly took out a piece of candy, stuffed it into Mrs. Jiang's mouth, and looked at her with a flattering look on her face.

Mrs. Jiang ate the candy and felt much better. It seemed that she could still fight. However, she knew her physical condition. If she tried again, she might fall down before she could fight him off.

"If someone comes again, you go up."

Li Peilan nodded firmly. She wanted to go up just now, but Mrs. Jiang was blocking her in front. She was afraid of stealing the spotlight from her mother-in-law, so she didn't go up.

At the end of the day, Mrs. Jiang was sitting in front and beat away seven salesmen in total.

In the underwear workshop, any worker who suddenly mentioned Jiang Miao and Jiang Qian's name was also fired and sent home by Gu Gu.

Upon learning of this, Jiang Fan brought a bottle of wine and treated Gu Gu Gu to a meal.

For several days, Hewan Village was like an iron barrel. Not only could no information be found, it even attracted the attention of the Yamen.

Magistrate Gao knew that Jiang Qian was the most important person around His Highness and his future brother-in-law. If someone harmed him, wouldn't this mean he disliked living a long life?
Magistrate Gao ordered the Yamen's detectives to patrol everywhere. If anyone was found to be spreading unfavorable rumors about Jiang Qian behind his back, he would be taken back to the Yamen and beaten up.

Those who were hit directly were caught off guard.

Gradually, these people stopped going to Hewan Village to cause trouble, and they stopped spreading rumors in the market and began to go to Magistrate Gao's back house.

Magistrate Gao was exhausted and exhausted, so he took the chief bookkeeper to the countryside.

Magistrate Gao rarely goes to the countryside. Hearing that this year was said to be a good time, he also got a little excited and walked around to Hewan Village.

As a result, I unexpectedly discovered that several wheat fields in Hewan Village were growing particularly well.

I thought it was intensive farming and the soil was fertile, but I didn't expect that new wheat seeds were used.

Magistrate Gao suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked eagerly: "Where did this wheat seed come from?"

Seeing this, Jiang Fan remembered the letter Jiang Miao wrote, and immediately understood what he was talking about. He answered honestly, "To be honest, the wheat seeds used in these fields were brought by Jiang Miao from other places."