After getting up and freshening up at will, Jiang Yun hurriedly said goodbye to his father, left the village with Zhu'er, and walked on the official road to Wu County. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, letting Jiang Zhu'er enter the Fang family as a maid was not Jiang Yun's whim. Jiang Yun thinks that there are hundreds of different ways from noble to inferior to make the brothers no longer entangle Zhu'er, and the most direct is to solve it violently. There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved with a fist, and if there is, then add another kick!

When he first came to this world, Jiang Yun did have a few days and planned to live here well. Receive everything from the predecessor, including bamboo. After that, he had a round house, gave birth to children, and lived his life honestly and happily.

But Jiang Yun soon found that he didn't seem to have the benefits of the legendary traverser. He has no luck against the sky, no inexhaustible kingly spirit, and he doesn't even have the option to live well as an ordinary person.

He had the sequelae of the crossing. This possibility of not waking up at any time is destined to make him a passerby in this world.

Originally, he could live a leisurely life without heart and lungs, stealing a chicken today and touching a dog tomorrow until the day of departure came. For himself, he has no guilt, it is earned for nothing. For cheap dad, he also has no guilt. If he didn't come, his son would have died a long time ago, and the old man's life would not have changed in the future.

Only bamboo. Jiang Yun wanted to do something for her, at least, to help her pave a road that was not too bumpy before he left.

The first step for Jiang Yun to do is to divorce his wife.

Jiang Yun didn't know much about the ancient marriage system, but he was at least sure that no matter where or in which era, the profession of widow was definitely the least popular. Fortunately, Zhu'er has not yet completed the house, and it is still complete, as long as their formal husband and wife relationship is removed, no one will know that Zhu'er has promised to be married, and there will still be countless possibilities for her future.

Of course, the divorce of his wife is a technical job. Simple and rude will not work, it will make Zhu'er sad. Jiang Yun pursued that unknowingly, Zhu'er willingly completed the matter smoothly.

That's when I had the plan to send Zhu'er to Fang's house.

Although the selection of maids by large families is not as strict as that of the palace draft girls, wives will definitely not want them, except for the old mother. There is a husband who follows behind the ass, what is the algorithm of this deed of sale? After entering the government, there are relatively few constraints in this regard.

In this way, one solves the immediate trouble, the second completes his goal, and the third allows Zhu'er to save a small amount of money by himself. Jiang Yun is quite satisfied with this method of killing three birds with one stone.

As for the letter of resignation that he threw to Jiang Wen yesterday, he also wrote it in advance and carried it with him. What is missing is nothing more than a mudra.

Jiangjia Village is about sixty miles away from Wu County, which is not too far, but with Jiang Yun's weak body, he also suffers a lot. Brother Niu in the village has a carriage, which is specially used to take people to and from the county on weekdays, and the price is quite reasonable, Jiang Yun really can't understand why Zhu'er has to save even this little money.

Bamboo has its own considerations. The Jiang family is the only old man who is farming to make money, and he is really not rich. Seeing that his only son was going to go far away, he barely managed to scrape together three taels of silver from rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home.

Most of the villages produce and sell themselves, but the county town is supported by merchants, and the prices are naturally much higher. These three taels of silver are in the village, and a family of three can barely eat for half a year, and it won't last a few days if it is put in the county seat.

Regarding the little girl's theory, Jiang Yun just pouted, and he didn't agree with it in his heart. What is money? Money is a bastard! What is it to make money? Nature is flowery.

This perception lasted until after entering the city, and disappeared completely... is as cheeky as Jiang Yun, and he doesn't feel that his cheeks are faintly hot, as if he has been slapped a few times, and he follows Zhu'er around in frustration.

Steward Liu went out on an errand, and he couldn't come back for ten days and a half months, so the plan to enter the Fang Mansion directly could only be delayed. The village can't go back for the time being, and Jiang Yun doesn't plan to go back. In desperation, the two discussed, first find an inn to settle in, and then slowly consider the rest of the matter.

The problem arises! The inn of this year is not cheap at all! The worst room costs a hundred dollars a day, and it doesn't matter what to eat. If you save a little, it is not a big problem to last for ten days, but if the time comes, the money on you is gone, and Steward Liu has not come back, what should I do?

Things were a bit big, which was beyond Jiang Yun's expectations.

How can you not leave a way out for yourself? The inn could not afford to live, and the two had no choice but to wander around the city like headless flies, wondering if they could find a cheaper place to stay.

Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and as the sun set, seeing that the sky was about to darken, Zhu'er finally found an abandoned City God Temple in the corner of the west of the city.

Looking at the ruined house in front of him, Jiang Yun sighed, feeling more and more unfortunate about his own misfortune. In contrast, Jiang Zhu'er was quite optimistic, and began to clean up with his hands and feet. This moves, that wipes, like a hard-working little bee. After a while, the dilapidated house in Jiang Yun's heart faintly smelled of home.

Seemingly, is it still worth living? Jiang Yun couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and admired Zhu'er's pair of slender jade hands that turned decay into magic.

Hard work to get rich, the ancients did not deceive me!

Just when the two of them were laying out mats and blankets in the corner, about to take a breath, suddenly there was an angry exclamation with three points of arrogance from the temple door.

"Who? Who is it? Messing up my nice house like a kennel? Don't you want to give Dao Ye me a death? ”

Jiang Yun was stunned when he heard this.

I saw a thin old man standing at the entrance of the temple, about sixty years old, a tattered Taoist robe sloppy on his body, a pale yellow flag was erected in his left hand, the word "fortune telling" was written on it, his right hand stroked the white beard, a pair of mouse-like eyes turned upward, his nostrils were facing the sky, and the corner of his eyes was staring at Jiang Yun tightly, revealing a strong taste of disdain.

"There are things that are taught by fathers and mothers! Hasn't anyone taught you that it is illegal and immoral to trespass into someone's house without permission? ”

Scolding people is absolutely immune to Jiang Yun. In previous lives, one of the most populous professions was the ubiquitous trolls on the Internet. From international disputes to historical discussions, all of them are the beginning of quality and the end of national scolding. Being scolded by others, the right to take a tonic is beneficial and harmless.

But in front of him, it is obvious that even Zhu'er has been involved. Under her hard work, even a sloppy person like herself obviously felt that the environment had improved more than one grade, but she was evaluated as a "kennel", which was obviously inappropriate.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun couldn't help but smile coldly, and said, "Out of my always polite nature, let's call you an old thing!" What do you have for advice? ”

"Shaft! How dare you speak out? ”

"Old thing! A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory! ”

"Piff! Don't be so arrogant! ”

"Old miscellaneous hair! Do you dare to reverse black and white? ”

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The wonderful mutual spraying lasted for more than an hour, and Lao Dao's face was pale, panting, staring at Jiang Yun's small eyes, as if he was going to spew fire and burn him alive.

On the other hand, Jiang Yun is light-hearted, calm and relaxed, and always has a smile on his face, obviously proficient in this, and he is never tired of it.

"That's it, that's it!" The old Taoist sighed, shook his head and said: "Dao Master, I have traveled south and north, and I have never lost half a point in the scolding array, but I never thought that today I would be in this small county town, it is really an immeasurable damn Tianzun!" ”

When Jiang Yun heard this, he smiled loudly. "Haha, master, I've won... It's ... It's here. ”

A happy smile condensed on his face, and his thin body, which stood proudly erect, suddenly fell back tragically.

I was dizzy again at a critical time, this broken body really didn't give me a long face! By the way, this old ghost shouldn't think he scolded me, right? It's a big loss, it's a big loss!

The moment he fell, Jiang Yun's mind turned sharply, and then his eyes darkened, and in Jiang Zhu'er's exclamation, he once again fainted unwillingly.