Traveling through ancient times.

In the past year or two, people have been fed up with gossip about the Jiang family: yesterday, news spread about this Miss Jiang, and tomorrow, news spread about her doing this and that.

Although people outside were saying how great Miss Jiang was at Yunshan Farm, taking in the homeless, building workshops, and seemingly establishing a relationship with the county magistrate.

The whole Yunshan was flourishing, it was really amazing.

But from the Jiang residence, the news that spread was how Miss Jiang was not faithful to her husband, and how she did not follow the three obediences and four virtues that a woman should follow - even if you married a son-in-law, you are getting married after all, so a married woman should act like a married woman.

But you relied on the support of your father's good friends to walk out of the backyard, show your face in front of people, and do this and that.

This, this is simply like a hen crowing at dawn, it is disrupting the moral code.

However, these remarks, which were enough to destroy any woman here, had no effect at all when they fell on Yunshan, on the person involved, Miss Jiang.

People don't care at all and just do what they have to do.

Still repairing water conservancy projects, building workshops, and sheltering the distressed...

As for those who point fingers at others behind their backs, if they are ordinary people, they will be isolated and even forced into a desperate situation if they don't sell things to you or communicate with you.

But facing this Miss Jiang, it is not a question of whether they should save her face and leave her a chance to survive, but whether she is willing to pay attention to them.

There is no other way. They have a steady supply of supplies, which are not only cheap but also of good quality.

Want to use public pressure to take it by force? Sorry, the villa is still not something they can manipulate at will.

Those who played tricks, at best, managed to keep their lives, but some were thrown into the wilderness more than ten miles away, left to die - you avoided all eyes and ears and sneaked onto someone else's farm, and they would use the same trick against you to kill you... it would be impossible to leave any evidence.

In short, in the eyes of these neighbors, who were jealous of her being able to leave the backyard and live her own life freely, they naturally loved to talk about the rumors that spread from Jiang's house.

But more people just watched and did not participate in the spread and fermentation of rumors.

They were envious but also felt an inexplicable sadness: even if she had accomplished such a great career, even if her achievements were recognized by the county magistrate, she still couldn't get out of people's stubborn impression of women. They only hoped that Miss Jiang could really find a way out, and in the future... maybe their living space would no longer be confined to the narrow backyard.

Surrounding a man all day long, trying to please him, and then looking at him eagerly, begging for more "love" is actually begging for more alms.

Because of this, there was basically no peaceful coexistence between the wife and the concubine, and they fought to the death.

But what does it matter if you fight to the death? It has no effect on men at all.

When the wife tortured the concubine to death, she immediately bought a new one from outside.

When the wife died, someone immediately sent a woman to be the concubine...

...The entire Jiang residence's yard was filled with people. Some were watching the fun with gloating interest, while others were worried that Miss Jiang would suffer a loss.

At this moment, the door of Jiang's house was wide open. Jiang Yizhou asked Liao Qi and others to break the door open, and then he asked people to guard the corner doors. Then he gathered all the people in the house, a total of more than 20 people, in the courtyard in front of Jiang's house.

These people were probably taught a lesson by the trained servants when they were taken out of the house, so most of them were lying on the ground, curled up on the ground.

Some endured it, while others simply lay on the ground and cried out, "I'm being beaten to death. This Miss Jiang is too cruel and domineering. I feel sorry for my old bones. I have worked hard for the Jiang family for most of my life, but in the end I am going to be beaten to death... Oh, God, come and take a look, why don't you..."

Wei Ke brought a chair for Jiang Yizhou, and Jiang Yizhou sat on the armchair steadily. On the small table beside him was a bowl of freshly brewed tea. She picked up the teacup, lifted the lid, pushed away the foam, and took a sip.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier around her, blocking out the noise in the yard.

Jiang Yizhou was a little thirsty after rushing here, so he moistened his throat a little, then looked up and glanced at the situation on the field.

There were twenty-four male and female servants, only five or six of whom were familiar faces, and the rest were probably added by Ning Jianren later.

Two years was enough for these people to become the "local bosses" in Jiang's residence.

They knew very well who was the real master in this Jiang residence.

Therefore, when faced with this "Master Jiang" who suddenly appeared, their first reaction was that the other party must be taking advantage of Master Ning's absence and wanted to seize the rights to the house.

How does this work?

Not to mention that they were originally on Master Ning's side, their interests, in a sense, were tied to Master Ning's.

If this woman really takes control of the house, Master Ning will definitely not let them go when he returns.

And they will have the worst of both worlds.

Therefore, now they can only fight to the end. They don't believe that a woman like her can do anything to them.

Is it possible to really kill them?

At this moment, the woman gave a wink to one of the servants, and then that man waved at the crowd. In an instant, these people pounced on them, pressed them down and started beating them.

After a series of crackling sounds and screams, the shouting in the yard became much quieter.

Then, Jiang Yizhou pointed at those people who were whining and uttering harsh words again.

So Liao Qi and his companions once again focused on "taking care" of them.

Finally, the only sounds left in the entire yard were suppressed moans.

As for the onlookers, at first there were people who "spoke up for justice": Why can't you just talk it out in a nice way? Why do you hit people at every turn? A woman should also pay attention to her image...

Jiang Yizhou said calmly: "These lowly slaves stole my things, are you their accomplices?"

A servant stole something from his master? In this era, even if the master beat the servant to death, he would not be held responsible.

These people quickly shut up, but of course no one knew what they were cursing the woman about in their hearts.

Jiang Yizhou waited until the whole yard was quiet before he slowly spoke: "I don't like people chattering when I'm talking. Very good, now everyone is quiet. I, Jiang Yizhou, have a few things to explain here. Since all of my neighbors are here, please bear witness for me."

"The first thing is, I'm sure everyone has seen that I haven't been in the house for the past two years because I saw clearly the wolfish ambitions of my husband Ning Jianren, and also saw clearly the ferocity and cruelty of these dog slaves. I had no choice but to hide in Yunshan Farm."