Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

The village chief was originally going to inspect a piece of land.

Luo Xiaoran secretly asked him to help look at it.

When he heard about Du Kongqing on the way, he rushed over immediately.

An Ruquan sat slumped at the door of Du Kongqing's house, crossing his legs with a hint of impatience on his face.

"Mr. An," the village chief bowed slightly, "I wonder what important matter has brought you to Hexi Village?"

Although the village chief already knew An Ruquan's purpose, he still had to go through the motions.

An Ruquan didn't take the village chief seriously at all. He took a sip of tea slowly before speaking calmly:

"I have a crush on Du Kongqing from your village and want to marry her to be my thirteenth concubine."

"So that's how it is," the village chief nodded, "Then why is Du Kongqing's door closed?"

"Maybe you're shy?" An Ruquan smiled with a lustful look on his face.

"Why don't you go and talk to the village chief for me?"

The village chief remained respectful on the outside, but he immediately became nervous on the inside.

Although he had not met An Ruquan many times, every time he went to the county government to do business, he would always hear the detectives or clerks talking about An Ruquan's bad deeds.

Although their words were somewhat obscure, it was clear that this county magistrate's son was not a good person.

If Du Kongqing married him, she would probably end up in trouble.

Thinking of this, the village chief pondered for a moment and spoke in a low voice:

"When a young man takes a concubine, he naturally hopes for happiness and mutual affection.

But I think Kong Qing is still young and I'm afraid she has no plans to get married yet, so please think twice."

"boom!"

An Ruquan threw the teacup in his hand heavily to the ground, and the tea and fragments splashed directly onto the village chief's shoes.

"Zhang Changzong, you are just a small village chief in Hexi, and you dare to interfere in my affairs!"

"Master, calm down!"

The village chief hurriedly clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

“I don’t mean to stop you, but even if you are determined to take Du Kongqing as your concubine, you should ask a matchmaker to mediate first.

It's not appropriate to go directly to the door like this!"

An Ruquan's face became even angrier, and he pointed his finger at the village chief:

"Old man, it's Du Kongqing's good fortune that I like her, there's no need for you to intervene here!"

After a pause, An Ruquan seemed to have thought of something interesting and said slowly:

"I heard that your little daughter is fourteen this year, and she will be fifteen after the New Year.

How about I not marry Du Kongqing, but marry her?"

When these words were spoken, Zhao Cuilan almost screamed out.

What a shameless person this An Ruquan is!

Damned fellow!

The village chief's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled several times, and he couldn't utter a word.

The more An Ruquan thought about it, the better he felt about his idea. How could playing with the daughter of a lowly military household be as fun as playing with the daughter of a village chief?

Du Kongqing, who was hiding inside the gate, heard An Ruquan's words and realized that his affairs had implicated the village chief. He wanted to rush out immediately, but was held tightly by his mother.

A familiar voice came from outside the door. It was Sun Qingyuan.

"An Ruquan, you are here. Does the county magistrate know?"

"Oh, the great talent Sun has also come to join in the fun!

I haven't seen you selling those shabby calligraphy and paintings on the street recently. It seems you have gone to hide in the countryside."

"I don't need to report my whereabouts to Master An, right?

You brought your servants to block the gates of the common people, are you trying to let everyone know that County Magistrate An has taught his son well?"

After Sun Qingyuan said this, before An Ruquan could say anything, the village chief shuddered in fear.

Why does Master Sun speak so disrespectfully? Even if he is a scholar, An Ruquan's father is the county magistrate!

The village chief wanted to secretly pull Sun Qingyuan's sleeve to signal him not to act rashly, but Sun Qingyuan dodged it.

"Princess Qingyi's carriage has only been gone for a few days, and you, An Ruquan, are stirring up trouble. Do you really regard the Daliang Law as nothing?"

It would have been fine if he didn't mention Princess Qingyi. As soon as this matter was mentioned, An Ruquan remembered the days when he was put in solitary confinement and became very angry.

"Sun Qingyuan, I didn't bother with you before because your father, Sun Shouzheng, was willing to give money to my family.

But now you are just a poor guy whose parents were killed and your family has fallen into poverty.

I am a magnanimous young master and I won't bother with you. If you piss me off, I'll punish you too!"

"Mr. An, if you want to punish me, you should first report to the education commissioner and have me stripped of my academic title." Sun Qingyuan said calmly.

"you!"

An Ruquan jumped up from the stool, but was stopped by the servant next to him:

"Master, Sun Qingyuan is right. He has the title of a scholar and cannot be beaten or scolded at will."

"Snapped!"

An Ruquan slapped the servant on the face.

"Do I need you to remind me of anything I do?

A scholar! He is just a useless person!

Even if we kill him, no one will dare to say anything!"

After saying this, An Ruquan looked fiercely at the Hexi villagers around him, his eyes full of warnings.

Most of the Hexi villagers were so scared that they took two steps back. An Ruquan was very satisfied with this scene and felt more and more proud.

An Ruquan moved closer to Sun Qingyuan and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Don't you want to stand up for Du Kongqing? I'm going to bring her back home and torture her."

Looking at An Ruquan's arrogant expression, Sun Qingyuan clenched his fists tightly, as if he was going to break An Ruquan's mouth in the next second.

But in the end, he endured it and remained silent, which was uncharacteristic of him.

Sun Qingyuan no longer argued with him, but An Ruquan felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why doesn't the great scholar Sun continue to perform this wonderful play of 'the hero saves the beauty'?

I am waiting to play the role of a bully who robs a woman!"

Sun Qingyuan continued to remain silent.

Sun Qingyuan was very confident at first, but now he is silent. An Ruquan is confused by the contrast between his words and deeds.

Just then, the door of Du Kongqing's house opened.

Du Kongqing was wearing a veil hat, with thin white silk hanging down to his neck, completely covering his face.

Du Kongqing bowed in a formal manner and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master An. However, Kongqing is unlucky and has a serious illness. I am afraid that I will not be able to meet Master An."

When An Ruquan saw Du Kongqing dressed like this, his interest dropped by half, but he immediately felt something was wrong.

I've been waiting outside the door for such a long time, but the little girl didn't come out. I'm afraid she doesn't want to go with me.

But now he opened the door on his own initiative, and put on a veil to act mysteriously, making it difficult to see his appearance, which is really suspicious.

"What's wrong with you? Take off your hat and let me see!"

“This disease is not a contagious disease, but it is most fatal to women.

Because it would ruin a woman's most cherished appearance, Kong Qing did not dare to take off the veil. "

An Ruquan gave the servant a look, and the servant immediately stepped forward and scolded:

"Stop talking nonsense! Our young master told you to take it down, so just take it down!"

"Then Kong Qing will respectfully obey your orders."