It was obvious that his son had won the examination and his surname was Yang. Why did the person who announced the good news go to Ruanjiakeng to find Mr. Chang?
How did he get to this point?
Xiangzi won the imperial examination. He is the father of the imperial examination master. He should enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future.
But now, all this seems to have nothing to do with him.
No, it doesn't seem like it, it doesn't matter at all.
Xiangzi didn't even want to see him, let alone go to Ruanjiakeng.
As a good father and son, the only relationship left between them is how much monthly payment they make.
Yan Xuezhi, it was all her fault.
If she hadn't burned down his house and it was still in good condition now, then this honor would also belong to him.
I heard that she was just locked up. During this time, Mr. Song was busy with autumn harvests everywhere and the case has not been tried.xdw8
He wants to sue her for murder!
Death, she must die, otherwise it will be difficult to let go of the hatred in his heart!
"Hey, Yang Tianchang, where are you going?"
The people who originally came to laugh saw Yang Tianchang walking out with a dark complexion holding the cow that had survived the fire, and hurriedly asked.
"I want Yan Xuezhi to die because she made me like this. Now it's time for Mr. Song to finish his work and start hearing the case!"
Yang Tianchang, overwhelmed by hatred, directly expressed his thoughts without caring at all what others would think after knowing.
If Yang Jiaxiang had not won the election, the hatred in Yang Tianchang's heart would not be so strong.
When the villagers heard this, they looked at each other. One went to Yan's house to tell Yan Chunsheng, one went to Ruanjiakeng to tell Mrs. Ruan about it, and the rest went home.
It's almost the holidays and I don't have time to go to the Yamen to watch the fun.
The reason why they gathered here was that they actually had some resentment towards Yang Tianchang in their hearts and wanted to see his jokes.
If he and the Chang family hadn't caused such trouble, Yang Jiaxiang's home would be here, the people who brought the good news would also come here, and the glory would belong to their Yangjia Village.
Now, except that Yang Jiaxiang's name is still on their family tree, everything else has nothing to do with their Yangjia Village.
Today, Yan Chunsheng is the only one left in the Yan family. After Yan Xuezhi was taken away that day, Liang was severely beaten by him and retired.
At this time, Yan Chunsheng was cooking in the house when he suddenly heard an urgent voice coming from outside the door.
"Yan Chunsheng, Yang Tianchang went to the Yamen to sue your family Yan Xuezhi, saying that the previous case was not tried and he wanted Yan Xuezhi dead!"
When Yan Chunsheng heard this, his hand shook and the spatula in his hand fell to the ground.
"What?"
"I said that Yang Tianchang went to the Yamen and said that he would sue your Xuezhi and let her die!"
The villagers in Yangjia Village said this with sympathy.
Many people in the village actually thought Yang Tianchang was stupid. He had a good family, but he had to commit suicide like this and it was all in pieces.
Now that there is only one person left, that is what he deserves!
But no matter how bad Xuezhi is, and how much people hate her, she is still his daughter.
Now that Yang Tianchang wants her to die, he, as a father, should know.
When Yan Chunsheng heard this, his expression changed, he even forgot to close the door, stumbled out of the house and ran towards the town.
He was just a child, and he thought that the best he could do was to be locked up, but now it seems that is not possible.
What should I do? If Xuezhi dies, he will really be alone.
No, no, I can't die, I absolutely can't die!
Contrary to the situation in Yangjiacun, there was joy in Ruanjiakeng.
Yang Jiaxiang passed the examination, and the happiest person was Chang.
At this time, she was crying and laughing, which made everyone feel sad.
"Sister Chang, don't get excited. Think about where to build a house first. Now that your son has won the lottery, you should have your own mansion when you come back!"
Knowing that Yang Jiaxiang had won the election, even Luo Jiaocheng came out.
She helped give the money and sent the messenger away, then spoke to Mrs. Chang.
Mrs. Chang nodded when she heard this. She could do something in Yan Mansion and live here, but her son couldn't.
Now that Xiangzi has also been elected, he can't live here for a few days and there for a few days. As Mrs. Luo said, he must also have his own mansion.
However, she has no money now. Even the reward from the messenger was given by Luo Jiaocheng.
Luo Jiaocheng saw her expression of embarrassment and said, "Look at the land first and choose a suitable place to build. I'll help you with the money first."
"This, is not good!"
After these days, Mrs. Chang also knew what kind of temper Luo Jiaocheng was.
It is absolutely impossible to say that she came to curry favor after knowing that her son had won the exam!
Not to mention what Luo Jiaocheng's status was before, just now, Qing Yatou is the one engaged to King Mo, and Luo Jiaocheng is King Mo's mother-in-law, so there is no need to curry favor with her.
"There's nothing wrong with it. My Shiqing family has been entrusted with your care over the years. Now that you are in trouble, I should help you. If you really feel sorry for it, just treat it like I borrowed it from you. I won't be too late to pay it back when you have it."
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In Luo Jiaocheng's view, she was just spending money to return a favor.
The idea to get Yang Jiaxiang out of that home was one of the reasons; the decision to take Mr. Chang into his home was the other; and now he is helping to pay for the house, which is the third.
With these three points, she can repay the favor of her lover being taken care of since she was a child, so that she, the mother, will feel better.
Mrs. Chang didn't think about it that much at all. Now after listening to Luo Jiaochao's words, she nodded hurriedly.
If it is borrowed, then of course there is no problem.
Although the money might be more, she believed that she and Xiangzi would be able to pay it back.
Mrs. Ruan is looking for people to make chili sauce everywhere these days, and her skills are pretty good.
The little white flowers were called jasmine, and they were quite expensive. She could plant some later, and she would be able to make money by then.
When the villagers in Ruanjiakeng who gathered around the door of Yan's house heard that Luo Jiaocheng wanted to lend money to the Chang family to build a house, they all said that they could help the master without any money.
Chang's eyes turned red as she looked at these villagers, including Juanzi and others she was familiar with.
It was right for her and He Xiangzi to live here.
These villagers are much better than those in Yangjia Village before.
"Thank you, thank you! My fellow villagers, I should treat you to a banquet. But the current situation is special. After the house is built, we will treat you to a banquet for two days. I hope you will understand!"
Mrs. Chang said, bending half down to express her gratitude.
Bai Yifeng, who had sharp eyes, saw many people coming over not far away. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's all leave. If you have anything to do, let's talk about it another day!"
The villagers in Ruanjiakeng nodded when they heard this. There was a festival today and they had to go home to prepare.
Now that the Juren Master has not come back, the Chang family does not even have a place to live. It is not the same thing for them all to gather at the gate of Yan Mansion.
After everyone had dispersed, Mrs. Chang entered the Yan Mansion, and Bai Yifeng said: "Now that your son has passed the exam, some squires and landlords must have come to give him things. Do you know what to do?"
It is not easy to pass the exam, but if you pass the exam, you will have one foot in the officialdom. The local wealthy squires will definitely come to curry favor with you and give you all kinds of things, including gold and silver, property deeds to the farm and shop, and beauties.