Leng Yuan took the chopsticks and glanced at Mu Ling.

Mu Ling picked up the tray on the table, and immediately turned around and walked out of the room where Leng Yuan was dining.

Just walked out of the corner of the door, Mu Ling vaguely heard the two village women sighing.

"It's a sin to be a rich man's mother-in-law! You didn't see the meal prepared by Da Bao Niang for Leng Ye, that's called a fine one! I know, I know that she is taking care of my husband, and I don't know that I think she is waiting for the son-"

"Sister-in-law Zhang, it's not interesting to say this."

Mu Ling secretly praised it when she heard it, and she was really right by Zhang's words, what she was waiting for was not a bullshit husband at all, but His Royal Highness the Prince who related to the belonging of her three precious sons!

Otherwise, not to mention His Royal Highness, even the current emperor, she would not be able to rush to please her like this. She doesn't want to prosper in official fortune and dominate the court. She just wanted to stay in Jinhua Village and live the quiet idyllic life she had longed for in her previous life.

The chaotic environment in Jinhua Village is only temporary.

When the spring is dug up, everything she wants will come naturally.

"Yo, Da Bao Niang, it's all over so soon?"

Mu Ling was originally going to take the rice bowl to cook, but when she heard the Zhang family, who was talking about her in private just now, ask, she immediately dispelled the idea of cooking, "When I was cooking just now, I tasted it while cooking, and a few dishes were ready, and I ate almost enough." I just drank a small half bowl of soup with my husband in the house, and ah-hiccups! ”

Mu Ling happened to burp again, "Ahhhh I went to ask the new uncles and brothers if they were used to eating. ”

After Mu Ling finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang's to react, she hiccuped and left.

Accidentally walked back to the door of Leng Yuan's dining room, Mu Ling vaguely heard Leng Yuan shouting "Madam", she ignored it and quickened her pace and walked towards the camphor tree.

A wide and bright open space.

At this moment, there are villagers covered in mud and holding rice bowls with thick hands.

Some of them stood, some squatted, and some sat on the spot.

Without exception, everyone is burying their heads in dry food.

"Big Treasure Niang."

When everyone saw Mu Ling, they all puffed out their cheeks and greeted Mu Ling warmly.

"Big Treasure Niang."

Mu Ling hurriedly responded enthusiastically, "It's okay, it's okay, you eat yours." ”

Mu Ling crossed the familiar villagers and came to a crowd of people who were living in front of him—the people who were eating at the horses.

They all sat on the floor with their legs crossed, shrugging their shoulders and shrinking their heads, looking like they wanted to bury their whole faces in the rice bowl.

Mu Ling knew that on the one hand, they were hungry for delicious food in the pot, and on the other hand, they regretted that they had been in the company of Xiangma, who did all kinds of evil things in burning, killing and looting, and felt that they were obviously a lot shorter in front of the kind-hearted villagers of Jinhua Village.

Mu Ling also knew that the so-called "ringing horse" present couldn't bear to attack her because she was a woman during the afternoon scuffle. A few of them were forced to attack her, but they were nothing more than to drive her aside, and they did not intend to hurt her.

It shows that their conscience is still there, and it is worth her to pull it.

"Big Treasure Niang." Xiangma Laoli heard the villagers call Mu Ling that, so they tried to call it that, "Da Bao Niang." ”

"Eat, everybody keep eating." During the conversation, Mu Ling sat on the mud floor opposite a thin old man, and said softly with a faint smile: "How is it, are you still used to eating?" ”

When the thin old man heard this, he pursed his dry pale lips and nodded heavily, tears quietly sliding down his wrinkled and dirty old cheeks.

Around the thin old man, there was a sudden sound of many people sobbing and suppressing.

Mu Ling felt strange and couldn't help asking, "Why are you crying?" Do you feel that you have lost your freedom as a laborer in Jinhua Village, so you especially miss the unrestrained days when you were a ringing horse in the mountains? ”

Everyone cried and waved their hands when they heard this, "No, no, no, that's not the case at all." ”

It turned out that some of these "ringing horses" were villagers in Yinkeng Village, Yunxiang County.

Affected by the drought, all the wells in Yinkeng Village were completely dried up half a month ago. When they were short of food and water, and they had no way out, the merchant Chen Qingliang entered the village and said that he needed to escort the porcelain, and he had to hire 20 strong laborers. As a sign of sincerity, he could first advance each person's wages for ten days—three hundred wen.

Because Chen Qingliang was born with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and when he spoke, the villagers didn't pay attention to him at first. But when everyone saw that he paid a real 300 wen for the strong labor who took the lead in signing up, everyone was shamefully moved.

The number of applicants has jumped from the initial four to four hundred.

Chen Qingliang said sincerely: "Although after more than half a year of development, my merchant team is gradually expanding, but it is still a little unbearable to recruit 400 people at once. However, the follow-up will definitely have to recruit people. ”

"That's it, if you plan to follow me in the future, you can go here first to sign and draw a pledge and reserve a place. The first ten people who reserve a place, according to the old rules, each person can advance 300 Wen... Don't squeeze, don't squeeze! First go here and line up to sign and draw. ”

After the signing was postponed, Chen Qingliang said: "The wages advanced for the first ten people who have reserved the quota will be sent tomorrow morning." ”

However, the person who entered the village early the next morning was not the person sent by Chen Qingliang to give the villagers an advance payment, but the official who was holding a stack of IOUs.

The villagers whose names were read out followed the yacha to the county government in a daze, only to find out that what they signed and drew yesterday was not a reserved quota at all, but a huge amount of IOU.

The arrears range from 20 taels to 80 taels.

All the villagers present immediately knelt on the ground and shouted that they had been wronged.

However, Yunxiang County Ling Yunxi is iron-faced and selfless, and he is official.

Yunxian Ling said awe-inspiringly: "Debt repayment, righteous!" and if he has any money, he shall immediately return it. and if he has no money, he shall pay his debts with the land. and he who has no money and no land shall pay his debts with his wife and children. Those who have nothing will pay their debts with their bodies and become slaves outside Chen Yuan. ”

The villagers who lost their wives and children for no reason, and even became slaves, all hated Chen Qingliang to the core!

That night, a large number of Xiangma entered Yinkeng Village to burn, kill and loot. The villagers, who originally had a bitter hatred for Xiangma, chose to help Xiangma deal with Chen Qingliang together.

After a scuffle, the surviving more than 200 men gritted their teeth and simply followed Hibiki up the mountain.

More than 300 other people, from Pingkou and Baoji villages, which are adjacent to Yinkeng Village, suffered the same misfortune on the same day.

Mu Ling's heart was very heavy when he heard this, and he said softly: "Everyone stay here with peace of mind first, and we will discuss other things in the long run." ”