The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Jiang Shian opened the bag in his hand, which contained a few pieces of clothes. The material felt good.

The original owner's servant was really heartless. Couldn't he just take some things out of the room for him?

The gate of Jiang Mansion has been closed, and this group of people will no longer care about his life or death.

Right now, he had nowhere else to go except the abandoned old house in the countryside.

However, after Old Master Jiang settled down in Qingping County, a large group of Jiang family members moved to Qingping County, and even the ancestral graves there were moved here.

It has been abandoned for so long that I don’t know if it is habitable anymore.

Jiang Shian frowned. The first difficulty he faced after traveling across time was how to solve the problem of food and lodging. He didn't have a single penny on him.

There is no one more unlucky than him. Others are either emperors or princes, or at least wealthy local tycoons. He...

The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt, and he shook his head.

Forget it, why should I be picky about a life I was given?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the clothes on his body. There were many drops of blood on the inside of the collar. The material of this clothes was soft and delicate. If it was washed, it should be able to sell for a few copper coins.

It's quite a coincidence that his name in real life is also "Jiang Shian", exactly the same as the original owner. I wonder if this is the reason why he traveled through time.

After brushing the dirt off his trouser legs, he stood up and planned to ask if there was any carriage for such a long journey.

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The people who had gathered on both sides to watch the fun also stopped making noise at this time.

Everyone looked at the pitiful young master huddled in the corner with a look of pity on their faces.

Master Jiang is a kind-hearted man. I wonder how heartbroken he would be if he knew that his youngest son was driven out.

"Young Master Jiang?"

Someone patted his shoulder gently. Jiang Shian looked up and saw a kind-looking old man standing in front of him.

I don't have any memory of this person. This young master seldom goes out, so it's normal that I don't know him.

"Uncle, are you calling me?" He tilted his head, his face full of confusion.

When they were in the orphanage, the director told them that if they wanted to be adopted or wanted to be liked by others, it was most beneficial to be innocent and kind, whether it was fake or real. If they met a kind person, they might be able to get rid of their orphan status in the future.

The old man saw that his eyes were clear and bright, and was stunned for a moment. His tone naturally softened, "Son, we have received kindness from your father, but it's a pity...!" He sighed and stopped talking for fear of bringing up the sad memories of the young man in front of him.

"You have nowhere to go right now? If you don't mind, you can stay at my house for a few days. If you need any help, just tell me. We will do our best."

It is true that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. This young master seems to be no longer stupid. With a father like Mr. Jiang who is a kind-hearted man and has accumulated so much virtue, his life will surely get better and better in the future.

Jiang Shian looked at the old man in front of him. His clothes were clean but patched in many places. There were thick yellow calluses on his fingers. It seemed that the work he did on a daily basis was not particularly easy. The shoes on his feet were whitened and full of patches from washing. His life must not be very good.

He smiled and said, "Thank you, old man. There's no need to stay here temporarily. There's an old house in the countryside. I plan to live there for a while."

As he finished speaking, a young man came over. He looked a bit like the old man. He touched the back of his head shyly and said, "Master, if you trust me, I can take you back. I've been to Tanxi Village before and I'm familiar with the road."

Jiang Shian's eyes lit up. Was this what it meant to doze off and have someone hand you a pillow? It seemed like his luck wasn't particularly bad.

"My carriage is idle! Ping, go and take it to take the young master away." A group of people behind them had been listening to their conversation, and heard a middle-aged man in the carriage interrupt.

People around him also spoke up and asked him if there was anything he needed, such as quilts and daily necessities. Should he take some with him?

Their family is poor and they cannot afford better things. Besides, the second young master Jiang is also a domineering person. If he knew that the young master was still in Qingping County, he would probably find ways to make trouble. It would be better for them to go to the countryside to avoid the limelight for a while.

Jiang Shian shifted his gaze to other people. This group of people were dressed similarly to the old man in front of him, and they looked like poor people from the middle to lower class trying to make a living.

He was already very touched by the kindness of everyone, so there was no need to worry about anything else.

-

The carriage was swaying on the road. Unlike the luxurious and comfortable carriages in TV dramas, the carriage under him was narrow and small, just a square compartment made of simple wooden boards.

There were also several mattresses in the car for them to rest on the road.

The wound on his head was bandaged at a nearby clinic, and the medicine was applied and a white cloth was wrapped around his forehead, which made Jiang Shian look pale and weak. The people who followed him to the clinic were also distressed and cursed Jiang Erye's family to be struck by lightning again.

Before he left, everyone gave him some food so that he could eat if he was hungry on the way.

The driver in front was Zhang Ping, and Jiang Shian also learned some things about the original owner's father from him. The people who had just gathered had more or less received help from Master Jiang.

Zhang Ping drove the carriage and said with a wry smile, "If it weren't for Master Jiang, the grass on our graves would probably be three feet high."

Seeing that Jiang Shian was really not stupid and was quite willing to listen, he told him the whole story.

Zhang Ping's mother had a difficult labor when she gave birth to him, but the family was too poor to afford a doctor. Seeing that both the victim and his father were going to die, he knelt at the gate of the Jiang residence with the last glimmer of hope.

After hearing this, Master Jiang asked his servants to call a doctor for them without saying a word, and asked the servants to leave five taels of silver before leaving.

Five taels of silver was nothing to the wealthy family in Qingping County. It was not even enough for a meal, but it saved the lives of their entire family.

There are so many wealthy gentry, and it is rare that Mr. Jiang does not despise and is willing to help. He is still two taels short of paying off the debt.

It's a pity... I didn't have the chance to pay it back in person, and all those uncles and aunts placed all of Mr. Jiang's gratitude on the young master.

Jiang Shian nodded as he listened, and asked a few questions out of curiosity from time to time.

At the end, Zhang Ping's eyes were filled with tears. "We have received such a great favor from Master Jiang, but we have no ability to repay him. Now we have to watch you being driven back to the countryside. The Jiang family's huge fortune has been given to those wolves for nothing."

Jiang Shian smiled, looking at Zhang Ping's face full of indignation, and comforted him: "It's okay, I will never let anyone take away what belongs to our family and what our parents left behind."

Zhang Ping looked at the determined young master in the carriage, and inexplicably felt that the other party would definitely do what he said, so he nodded.

The sun came out again in the sky. The weather in February was not very hot, and the wind blowing in our faces was cool.

This carriage has no curtains, but the scenery along the way is quite nice.

Wang Ping was amazed by the smile on his face. After a long while, he turned back with a red face and stammered a few words in response.

When I looked at this young master in the past, I always thought he was a delicate and handsome child who had not grown up yet. Today, when I look at him again, he still has the same face, but everything about him seems different.

Thinking of this, he frowned again. In the past, with Master Jiang protecting him, the young master would never be bullied by others. Others who coveted Jingyan only dared to talk about it in private.

But once Master Jiang left, it was unclear whether the young master's appearance was a blessing or a curse.

Jiang Shian learned a lot of things on the way. His original self used to be a fool who knew nothing. Even the number of times he left the house could be counted on one hand.

If asked now, Zhang Ping would not be suspicious, but would be very patient and tell him everything he knew.

This is still a fictional dynasty, called the Daheng Dynasty.

The current emperor has worked hard to govern the country and is deeply loved by the people. Due to the war in the past two years, he is not in a hurry to expand the territory now that the country has just been pacified, but only wants to stabilize people's livelihood.

The people are living a good life now. Taxes are not high, and even if farmers work hard, they can still have enough food and clothing after paying taxes.

Jiang Shian just raised his eyebrows when he heard this. His roommates would usually find some palace fighting dramas to watch when they were free.

The struggle in the court was far from being as simple and peaceful as the common people said. However, this had little to do with him, so he just listened quietly.

The carriage traveled from the sun up to the sky, to the sunset, with the wind whistling in the evening, until it was completely dark. Finally, it stopped in a small town.

Jiang Shian thought they had arrived, but when he asked, he found out that it would probably take another day to walk there.

Zhang Ping looked at his face that looked like he had lost all hope in life, and felt a little like laughing but also a little guilty. If he had a bigger carriage, he wouldn't have to suffer so much.

"Let's stay in the town's restaurant tonight, let the horses rest and eat enough grass, and then continue our journey early tomorrow morning." Zhang Ping parked the carriage in front of the restaurant.

The waiter at the door hurried over to greet the two people, "It's so late, you two are still in a hurry! Our store provides food and accommodation, and the price is reasonable."

Zhang Ping nodded, and the two followed the waiter into the restaurant. Outside the carriage, there were other waiters who were responsible for feeding and drinking water.

There were not many people in the restaurant at this hour, and there were a few tables of people eating in the lobby.

Jiang Shian took a casual glance and found it a little strange. These people were dressed in black and had no extra expression on their faces. Even when eating, they looked very serious except for moving their mouths.

Zhang Ping had obviously been here before, and he was familiar with the place, so he asked the shopkeeper for two rooms. He arranged an upper room for Jiang Shi'an, and slept in the common bed himself.

A night in a room costs eighty cents. In addition to the bed, there are waiters who will deliver meals, and if you want to take a bath, there will be a bathtub with hot water.

A common bed cost only fifteen cents a night, and was mostly occupied by servants, with many people crowded into one room.

Zhang Ping ordered a meal to eat in the lobby of the restaurant. Jiang Shian's waiter would bring it up later. After a few words, he went back to his room to rest.

He had never been on a train for such a long time before, and the carriage was so narrow and small that it made him feel uncomfortable.

He had almost digested all the memories in his mind along the way, but some of them were still blurry and unclear, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see them clearly.

Judging from the pictures in his memory, this young master was raised by his family. Almost all his memories are beautiful and full of love, until his parents passed away...

The room was okay, it was clean after a simple cleaning, and the bed didn't smell moldy. Jiang Shian closed the door and lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread, not wanting to move.

On the way, I ate a few pancakes that the uncles and aunts gave me before they left. They were wrapped in oil paper. They were the simplest scallion pancakes, but they looked like they were homemade and tasted exceptionally good.

After a while, the waiter knocked on the door and brought him food, three simple dishes and one soup, one meat, two vegetables, and one soup. These were included in the room fee, so the food was naturally not very good, but fortunately it was hot and edible.

Before leaving, the waiter asked him if he needed hot water. Jiang Shian nodded and changed his clothes. There was medicine from the doctor in the bag, and he had to apply medicine again after taking a bath.

Don't leave scars on such a beautiful face.