The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

The Third Uncle snorted angrily: "These people in the government office are too cruel. They even use such severe punishments on women."

Wen Liang's eyes were full of anger: "This county magistrate accepted benefits from the Wang family and deliberately tormented Qingcheng. I will not let him go."

Third Uncle, Wen Zhuo and others were all stunned. The Wen Liang in the past was humble and submissive, with the appearance of a weak scholar. But now, although Wen Liang has changed into his old clothes, his speech and demeanor show that he is a nobleman from Kyoto. Could it be that he survived a disaster and became rich?

Wen Zhuo had wanted to ask this question since he was in the government office, and now he couldn't help but be curious: "Second brother, where did you go after you disappeared? I saw your servants standing outside the door."

Although Wen Liang didn't want to hide it from them, it was related to the reputation of the mansion, so the fewer people who knew about it, the better. "I was saved by a wealthy businessman, and after I woke up, he sponsored me to pass the exam to become a scholar."

The third uncle was overjoyed: "Aliang, you finally passed the exam. This is really a happy event. Song Jiao, go back and get some meat and vegetables. Today is a double happiness, we should celebrate it well."

Wen Zhuo was also happy for Wen Liang, as he had finally made it. He was the first scholar in the history of the Wen family.

"Dad, it's not double happiness, it should be triple happiness. My second brother's resurrection is one happiness; passing the imperial examination is another happiness; Qingcheng's safe return and avoidance of imprisonment is the third happiness."

The Third Uncle laughed heartily: "Hahaha, yes, it's the third happiness. The Wen family hasn't had such a big happy event for a long time. It's right to set off firecrackers to celebrate."

When Wen Liang heard this, he felt that it was too high-profile. He couldn't stay here for too long, so it was better to keep a low profile: "Uncle San, forget it, let's just have a simple meal as a family."

Song Jiao went home to get meat and vegetables to cook at Wen Qingcheng's house. Wen Zhuo subconsciously wanted to put his arm around Wen Liang's shoulders as he did before, but he retracted his hand halfway through.

Now that he is a scholar, his whole temperament has changed. I always feel that he can no longer be as casual with people as before.

"Second brother, people always say that you are returning home in fine clothes. You are too low-key. How can you travel at night in fine clothes?"

"I don't care about these false names, as long as our family is happy."

Ye Xiuying served tea, and Third Uncle and Wen Zhuo sat down. They talked for a while, and Wen Liang said, "I'll go over there to see mother."

Ye Xiuying didn't say anything. She didn't want to have anything to do with that place anymore, but she wouldn't stop her husband from visiting his relatives and fulfilling his filial duties.

Wen Liang walked out of the courtyard wearing an old long gown, and the followers at the door immediately followed him.

"The three of you go to the town and find an inn to stay in, and come back tomorrow at noon." Wen Liang knew that there were no extra rooms at home, so he asked the coachman to follow him to the town.

"Master, I will stay here to protect you." One of the followers said. They were actually the guards of the Marquis' Mansion, responsible for Wen Liang's safety.

"No need, there's nothing to do in the village, you guys go ahead."

After saying that, Wen Liang walked all the way to the old house of the Wen family. Over the years, he had dreamed many times of the scene of passing the imperial examination and returning home. He wanted to make his whole family live a good life.

When he arrived at the Wen family's old house, he picked up the doorknob and knocked on the door. Seeing that the door was ajar, he walked in. Then there was Zhao Chunhua's scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Third Aunt, what are you doing? You scared me." Wen Yufeng walked out of the room and saw Wen Liang standing in the yard wearing his patched gown. She was so scared that she took two steps back.

"Dad, Second Uncle, it's Second Uncle!" Wen Yufeng retreated to her room with a trembling voice. Zhao Chunhua was also very scared. "It's not even dark yet, Second Uncle, are you short of money?"

Boss Wen in the room got goose bumps when he saw his daughter talking nonsense in broad daylight. He said unhappily, "Why are you mentioning someone in broad daylight?"

Old Mrs. Wen was sewing the soles of her shoes. When she heard what Wen Yufeng said, she pricked her hand and said in a sad voice, "What bad luck! Your uncle made me pierce his hand just because you said that."

Wen Lao San also heard someone coming to the yard. He didn't know who his wife was talking to. When he went out, he was surprised to see that it was his second brother who had been dead for more than a year.

Wen Liang knew that they must have thought he was a ghost. After all, in their eyes, he was a person who had died a long time ago. "Old Third, I'm your second brother. I'm back. I'm not dead."

Fortunately, it was daytime, and Wen Laosan was not that scared. When he saw Wen Liang's shadow on the ground, he was sure that Wen Liang had indeed returned.

"Second brother, you...didn't you die? Why are you back again?" Wen Lao San asked suspiciously.

Wen Liang sighed and told them the whole story. Wen Lao San and his wife were surprised and unbelievable. Wen Lao San didn't expect that Wen Liang could come back alive.

"Second brother, it's good that you're back, but you came back to the wrong house." Wen Lao San chuckled.

Wen Liang sneered in his heart. Ye Xiuying had already told him about the division of the family and how the third brother sold his daughter when he was in danger of death and Xiuying was critically ill.

But he was not here to settle accounts, he just came to see them, and he responded politely: "I know, I came here specially to see you."

At this time, Old Lady Wen came out and said in a gloomy tone, "Oh, my scholar son is back. Our family is really very happy. But since you are not dead, why did you come back now?"

Wen Liangxin knew that his mother had always looked down on him for studying. She was always like this every time they met, and she was always sarcastic. But he didn't get angry with her and said calmly, "It's a long story. I came to see if you were doing well."

Wen Liang was just concerned and wanted to see how his former relatives were doing, but his words took on a different meaning when they fell into the ears of Boss Wen and others.

"We are all living well, you don't need to worry about this. You should worry about your daughter. She was so stubborn that she stabbed someone to death with an injection and is now locked up in the county government office." Boss Wen didn't feel anything about his arrival. After all, what future could a nerd have?

After the family was shocked, they became cold and indifferent, and no one even gave up their seat for Wen Liang.

Wen Liang walked into Boss Wen's room, wanting to talk to his mother for a while before leaving, so he sat opposite Old Lady Wen on a small wooden stool opposite the bed.

Wen Yufeng looked at her second uncle's patched gown and felt disgusted. She couldn't stand the fact that this shabby man was sitting on the small wooden stool where she often sat, but she was too embarrassed to chase him away in person, so she could only deliberately make some noise to express her dissatisfaction.

On the other side, Zhang Sufen was even more silent. They had already cut off contact with Wen Qingcheng and her daughter. Naturally, they had no good feelings towards the good-for-nothing Wen Liang.

This guy talks a lot of nonsense and great principles all day long, pretending to be noble, but in the end he achieves nothing.

Now that Wen Qingcheng is in jail, not only can they not build a house, but they have also used up all their money. It can be said that the second branch has completely fallen. I just hope that Wen Liang will not be desperate in the future and come to divide up their family's land.

Without saying anything, Wen Laosan and Zhao Chunhua turned around and went into the house, as if Wen Liang had never been there. Wen Liang couldn't help but feel bitter and helpless.

He thought that this time he came back he would be able to help them buy more land and leave two hundred taels of silver as a dowry for his niece Yufeng.

However, from the moment he stepped into the house, his family never looked at him kindly, which made him feel very disappointed.