On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

"Master, the clan leader, the elders in the village, and Master Zhao heard that the Third Young Master has returned, and they are now waiting outside the door to ask for a meeting!"

Without waiting for his father's instructions, Chen Yunyou stood up immediately and said, "Dad, I'll go take a look first!" After that, he left with his wife without looking back.

Mr. Chen originally wanted to show off in front of these people, but he didn't expect his son to just leave without even asking him a single question and without looking back.

He just felt a breath of frustration being held in his heart, and the look in his eyes no longer had the same admiration as before.

Liu put down the teacup in her hand, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Are you sure that the third brother will listen to your arrangement and marry the girl from the Zhou family?"

Old Master Chen glared, "I'm doing this for his own good. What help can the Song family girl give him? The Zhou family is different. They are well-known figures in our Nanyun County. Even the county magistrate has to give them some respect!"

Liu sneered in her heart. She knew clearly whether it would help that little evil beast or you.

However, she was still happy to see what her husband did. Humph, she wanted to see if the two of them could still be so harmonious by then?

After the couple walked out of the main room, Song Xile did not go back first, but followed them out.

As soon as the two walked out the door, Patriarch Chen came to greet them.

Patriarch Chen patted Chen Yunyou's shoulder happily and said, "Good boy, I knew you could pass the exam."

Other elders also came forward to congratulate Chen Yunyou, unable to hide the joy on their faces.

Now their village also has a scholar, and considering Yun You's talent for studying, it is only a matter of time before he makes further progress in the imperial examination.

The more successful Yun You is, the more beneficial it is for them. Not to mention that they can deposit their land under Yun You's name to escape taxes, even when the government collects grain every year, they dare not deliberately exploit or target their village.

Mr. Zhao, who was standing by, waited until the people from Chenjia Village finished their greetings before stepping forward and saying, "My dear nephew, you have passed the examination and become a scholar. This is such a great event and we should celebrate it. I will hold a banquet at home at noon. My dear nephew, please come and enjoy it!"

The elders in the village saw that Mr. Zhao was trying to win over Yun You, and they were worried that the young man would be won over by the Zhao family. They hurriedly said, "How can we let Mr. Zhao spend money? Yun You is a member of our Chen clan, and if we want to celebrate, it should be celebrated by our clan. Isn't that right, clan leader?"

Seeing that the other party was about to argue with him, Chen Yunyou stepped forward to smooth things over and said:

"Now the weather is dry and the crops in the fields have failed. I have received the kindness of my uncles, but I think it would be better not to waste money on the banquet."

When the elders heard what Chen Yunyou said, they all expressed their support for his decision and said there was no need for extravagance and waste.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Mr. Zhao could not force it, so he could only smile and nod, saying, "Since Yun You said so, then I will follow your arrangements."

His original intention was to make friends with them, not to fight with the Chen family.

When Mr. Zhao came here, besides wanting to invite Chen Yunyou to the banquet, he actually had another thing in mind.

He had originally planned to invite the man to his home to ask him again, but now that the other party had rejected his invitation, he did not beat around the bush and asked directly, "My dear nephew, you have just returned from the city. How is the drought situation in the city now?"

As a small grain merchant in Nanyun County, he had of course heard about the high price of grain in the provincial capital some time ago.

When Mr. Zhao heard the news, the first thing he thought of was not transporting grain to the provincial capital to make money.

He realized that the drought was so severe that it had even affected the city.

He was very nervous.

Later, he learned from some merchants from other places that all counties under the jurisdiction of Muzhou Prefecture had suffered disasters to varying degrees.

As a small landlord with some insight, he naturally understood the principle that no eggs will be left unbroken when the nest is overturned.

If even the capital city is short of food, then there will be no good ending waiting for them.

When the elders of the clan heard Mr. Zhao's question, they pricked up their ears and wanted to find out what was going on.

They were also very scared. Now, with the reluctant mediation of the county magistrate, most people in the village of Nanyun County could still hold on.

If any unexpected situation occurs again, they will have no choice but to abandon their current business and run away!

Seeing everyone's serious expressions, Chen Yunyou said to comfort them:

"Don't worry, uncles. This is just a ploy by the prefect to attract grain merchants. Now many grain merchants have gathered in the city. There is no shortage of grain in the city now, and the price of grain is even comparable to the price before the drought!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up, "Is that true?"

Chen Yun nodded, "Not only that, the prefect also issued a decree to provide work-for-relief, so all the victims who escaped will be properly resettled."

Mr. Zhao couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh. It seemed that the city could not only save itself, but also accommodate the disaster victims who went to the city very well. In this way, his previous worries were unnecessary!

Mr. Zhao got the answer he wanted, so he didn't stay here. He bowed and said goodbye, then left happily.

The elders who listened to the whole process couldn't help but feel moved.

Someone couldn't help but ask again: "Sir, have you really provided relief to the victims?"

Chen Yunyou nodded solemnly, "It's not good to deceive you about this matter."

The elders looked at Chief Chen and said, "Chief, if it is really as Yun You said, why not let them go to the capital first? As long as they can survive this period of time, it is worse than selling themselves into slavery."

Without waiting for the Song clan leader to answer, Chen Yunyou asked, "What happened? Is there anyone in the clan who wants to sell himself into slavery?"

Chief Chen sighed and said, "They are the tenants who rent farmland from our tribe. Now that the weather is dry, there is basically no work to do in the fields, so they have no way to make a living."

"Now that you say that, there is still a way to survive in the capital city. It is better to let them go to the capital city to try their luck. It is better than selling themselves into slavery."

"It's not easy to be a slave. Once you sign the contract, you have no control over your life and death. Even the children you give birth to will be slaves."

Seeing the distressed look on Clan Leader Chen's face, Song Xile couldn't help but ask, "How many people in the clan are having trouble making ends meet?"

Song Xile didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point: "I have a job here. I was going to talk to the clan leader about it in a few days, but now that we're talking about this, I might as well talk to my uncle first."

"I can hire them to help me with work, and they can provide me with two meals a day, plus an extra pound of food per person per day."

"Uncle, please ask in the village if anyone is willing."

Without waiting for Chief Song to answer, the elders asked impatiently, "Girl, are you telling the truth?"

"How many people do you need?"

"What do you want these people to do?"

"..."

Patriarch Chen coughed, and any questions the elders wanted to ask were stuck in their throats.