When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"Old man, can I have a bowl of water?" Jiang Yunchu walked forward with a smile. She looked at Zhuangzi's name and the smile on her face became even wider.

The old man was wearing coarse cloth clothes with several layers of patches, a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and his back was hunched.

"Drink it, the water over there is clean."

The old man had a blank expression on his face and pointed to a bucket not far away.

Jiang Yunchu drank a bowl of water, then filled his water bag, then walked to the old man and handed him two copper coins.

"This... water is worthless." The old man was a little excited. Although he said this, he was reluctant to return the copper coins.

"Uncle, you can keep the money without worry. I just want to ask, how is the farm? Can you save some food this year?"

Jiang Yunchu looked at the crops and saw that they were growing well. This year should be another year of good harvest.

"fall?"

"Well, these days, it's enough as long as we don't starve to death." The old man sighed helplessly.

They were tenant farmers, relying on farming for others for a living.

They don't have their own houses or land. They have to live in temporary places wherever they go to farm. If they don't work, they will starve to death.

Such is the fate of them as tenant farmers.

There are also some short-term tenant farmers who have their own houses and a small amount of land. During the busy farming season, they will come out to work in order to earn some money.

Jiang Yunchu's face didn't look good. She had looked at last year's account book. Last year's harvest was very good. These tenant farmers directly got 50% of the grain, so it was impossible that there was not enough food.

The Queen Mother was always kindhearted and always divided the food between the tenant farmers in a 50-50 manner.

"Last year's harvest was very good, how could there not be enough to eat?" She adjusted her mood, fearing any misunderstandings during the period.

The old man sighed and said sadly, "The harvest is good, but what does it have to do with us, the rootless tenant farmers?"

"If the boss wants to give us 10%, it's 10%. If the boss wants to give us 20%, it's 20."

"There are five of us in our family, how can there be enough food?"

"My little granddaughter couldn't be raised anymore. She was taken away the day she was born."

Jiang Yunchu was stunned. Was her eyes blurry?

Did I just misread Zhuangzi’s name?

It shouldn’t be!

"Is this the manor of the Regent's Palace?" Jiang Yunchu asked.

"Yes."

"How much of the grain do the tenant farmers get?" Jiang Yunchu asked again.

The old man stood up and said, "30%."

"So few?"

The account book clearly had the signatures of each tenant farmer, and it clearly showed that each tenant farmer got 50% of the profits. How could the old man say it was 30%?

Who is lying here?

In fact, she didn't even need to look it up carefully, she already knew the answer.

The old man had no idea who he was and had no reason to lie to himself.

"Zhang Laosan, what are you dithering about? Do you still want to get your grain distribution at the end of the year?"

A voice came from not far away. The person's eyes were a little heavy, and the look he gave Jiang Yunchu was not friendly.

Jiang Yunchu nodded to the man, then said to the old man, "Thank you for letting me drink a bowl of water."

Then she turned and left.

The most important thing now is not Zhuangzi. She has to go to Ningguangding. The things about Zhuangzi here may not be solved in a short time, so she needs to think about it carefully.

"Who is that person and what did he say?" The middle-aged man walked up to the old man, looked at him and asked.

"Just asking for water, didn't say anything."

The old man shook his head, picked up the hoe and started weeding.

Moreover, this piece of land was not a tenant farm they rented, but the land of the village head.

"You are an old tenant farmer in the village. You should know what you can say and what you cannot say." The head of the village threatened and then walked back.

I just always feel uneasy, but when I think about it, there is no problem.

Miss Suxin has already left, and the man just now was not someone close to Miss Suxin.

I must be overthinking it.

Jiang Yunchu rode a horse for a whole day before reaching Ningguang Peak.

Ningguangding is a mountain. Why is it called Ningguangding instead of Ningguang Mountain?

Because on the top of the mountain, there lived a lady named Ningguang.

The mountain was named after her.

Ningguang everyone.

"Madam, please stay. You cannot go any further." When they reached halfway up the mountain, a man who looked like a book boy came out with a book in his hand and stopped Jiang Yunchu.

"I am Jiang Yunchu from the Prince Regent's Palace, and I am here to visit Master Ningguang."

"This is the door-knocking gift I brought. I hope you will pass it on, young master."

The servant was not very old. He looked at Jiang Yunchu for a long while, then picked up the package and shook it, and said to Jiang Yunchu, "Madam really can't go forward. Please wait for my message."

"Please pass the message on, young master." Jiang Yunchu bowed and stood outside very politely.

She is asking for help now, so naturally she has to abide by the rules.

After a full quarter of an hour, the young man who had just gone up the mountain came back with his bag.

"Our master said that he will not come down the mountain, will not accept disciples or students, so please go back, madam." The young master smiled gently, stretched out a hand, and made a gesture to leave.

Jiang Yunchu leaned against the tree, and then sat down under the stunned gaze of the young master.

She looked like a lady from a noble family just now, how come her temperament changed so suddenly?

More like! Rogue!

"Our master said..."

Before the young gentleman could finish his words, Jiang Yunchu pointed at the tree behind him and then at the grass.

"Am I outside your area?"

"Is the position I'm in not within the scope of the young master's responsibility?"

He said one more sentence, and then his face was full of smiles.

The meaning has been made very clear. Since it is not within your scope of responsibility, then where I am has nothing to do with you.

"..."

The young gentleman was choked for a moment, thought about it, and then advised, "We [everyone] haven't come down the mountain for eighteen years." (Because the name "everyone" is easily confused with the text, we deliberately use "everyone" to represent it.)

"Madam, why are you so persistent?"

These children are all orphans, picked up by various families. They don’t have a close relationship with [everyone], and many of them have never even seen [everyone]’s face.

"When Mr. Xiao becomes a father, he may understand my feelings."

Jiang Yunchu stopped talking and leaned against the tree, looking at the mottled shadows and thinking about the children in the mansion.

She didn’t understand it before.

But now she seemed to understand and became more curious about Kang Ying.

The young teacher stopped talking and hid under the shade of a tree, reviewing his books.

One day... passed quickly. The scorching heat baked the skin, making people feel like they were going to collapse.