The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

It was quite a coincidence that on the last day before Yan Zhenshen and Chu Xiao left the city, they passed by the place where the results of the Imperial Examination were announced. Although the autumn examination had passed for some time, the list was still posted there.

From time to time, there would be people in groups of three or four taking a look. Chu Xiao still couldn't recognize all the Daxia characters, but he still knew the three words "An Ning Town". He scanned them from beginning to end and then curled his lips: "There's not a single one in our An Ning Town?"

"I got one right." Yan Zhenshen had good eyesight and pointed slightly at the lower position of the yellowed list: "Pingxi Village Chen what, I don't know this word either."

Chu Xiao also leaned over to take a closer look, and then had to admit that he and Brother Shen were two illiterate people. But he thought so in his heart, but he refused to admit it out loud: "This name is really weird."

"Is it weird? Chen Yue's name means standard, and we should abide by the law and follow Yue. It's ridiculous that you come to the Imperial Examination Hall without knowing how to read." A scholar passing by glanced at the two with some contempt, and left without stopping.

Chu Xiao: “…” What did he do to offend anyone? Being a scholar is something special. He has two in his family, okay?

When his son Xiaobei passes the imperial examination, he will definitely see him at a glance. Unlike this Chen or something, who doesn't even have a good name.

"This guy is so annoying." Chu Xiao angrily grabbed Yan Zhenshen's hand and said, "I'll talk to Xiaobei properly when I get back. Don't be like this guy who is so arrogant. I just want to kick him."

It was just a few casual remarks, and after a while Chu Xiao was too lazy to care about it, and asked, "Where is this Pingxi Village?"

Yan Zhenshen shook his head. Anning Town was neither big nor small. He was in the mountains most of the time and all he knew were a few nearby villages.

If you were someone like Yan Zhennan who delivers goods everywhere, you would know a thing or two.

"Who cares? As long as there is no Zhang Yiju from Anning Village, it will be fine."

Chu Xiao admitted that he held grudges, and he would secretly feel happy just thinking about the people he hated being unhappy.

To be honest, when he first came here, there was indeed some confusing stuff about Zhang Yiju and Chu Wanwan in his mind, and he thought it would happen in the future.

But it's a pity that many things have changed from the very beginning. Since Chu Wanwan did not marry Zhang Yiju, it is normal that Zhang Yiju failed to pass the imperial examination.

At the same time, Zhang Yiju, who had returned to Anning Village exhausted, walked into the house with a dejected look on his face.

"What did you say?" Zhang's mother was cooking and almost fainted when she heard such bad news.

"It's not that my son is incompetent, but someone cheated and implicated my son." Zhang Yiju sat on the doorstep and cried, his voice hoarse: "I have been banned from taking the exam three times. I can only wait twelve years before taking the exam again. My son is finished, completely finished."

"Impossible, this is impossible." Zhang's mother threw down what she was holding, grabbed Zhang Yiju and hit him hard on the back several times, tears streaming down her face. "Do you know how much money our family borrowed to get you into the exam? Your parents have worked so hard for you, and this is how you repay us. How are you going to live in the future?"

Zhang Yiju lowered his head and bent his waist in defeat. His former arrogance was now completely gone, like a defeated rooster. "Woo woo woo woo, I don't want to do this either. I gave them money and provided them with good food and drink. Why do they want to hurt me like this?"

"That bastard, I will definitely go and have a good talk with him. Why did he get my son into trouble when he has no ability at all?"

When Zhang's mother calmed down a little, she was no longer willing to blame her son. She hugged Zhang Yiju and continued to cry: "My son, my poor son, what will I do in the future?"

"Mom..." The mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly, attracting the neighbors to lean on the wall to see what happened. They were inexplicably moved by the scene, and the emotional women couldn't help but wipe their eyes and said, "I don't know what happened. It makes me want to cry."

But before she could even shed tears, her husband pulled her down from the wall and cursed her in a low voice: "What are you crying for? If something really happens and I beg you for help, you will still want to borrow money from your family."

"Didn't you agree at that time?" The woman retorted unhappily, and then her eyes suddenly widened: "Is it possible that they didn't pass the exam? Then when will they be able to pay back our money?"

This was what the man was afraid of. He borrowed the money because he thought that if his neighbor passed the imperial examination, he would bear a grudge against them for not being generous. But since he didn't pass, there would be delays in paying the debt, and if it was delayed for too long, it might become a bad debt.

We all make a living from the land, so how could we bear to let our money go to waste? But if we fail this time, what about three years later? The thought makes us feel troubled. We are afraid of offending others, but we are reluctant to spend the money. It is really a headache.

The Zhang family was filled with sorrow and they all hated the cheating old scholar to death. However, no one was like Li Xiulan who confused right and wrong and hated Chu Xiao as well.

Besides, it really had nothing to do with Chu Xiao. At most, he was just gloating for a while.

However, Chu Xiao now only thought that Zhang Yiyu had failed the exam, and he didn't know that he was banned from taking the exam.

On the official road back to Anning Town, the wind was howling and snow was flying heavily, so the three had to find a village to take shelter temporarily.

Yan Zhenshen helped Zhengfu move his full truck of goods into the room that the village chief had temporarily rented out to them, and Chu Xiao helped the village chief's wife cook in the kitchen.

The village head's wife looked outside and said, "The wind is blowing so hard that even if the snow stops, the official road will still be blocked by snow. It will take at least three to five days for the county government to send people to clear the snow. Many people will be stuck on the road in the next two days. You guys are early. I'm not bragging, but my house is the most spacious in this village."

It was windy and snowy, and the snow in many potholes was as high as a person. Chu Xiao had seen this last year and did not doubt what the village chief's wife said at all.

Outside, Yan Zhenshen and Zhengfu moved all the goods into the house. The village chief waved to them in the main hall: "It's quite cold, come in and have some wine to warm yourself up."

"Thank you, old man. I really can't drink alcohol." Zhengfu sat down next to the brazier, but refused the village chief's kindness.

As the saying goes, you should not have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others. Some villages are prone to disasters where people rob people on the road, so naturally there will also be villages that cheat passing merchants.

Yan Zhenshen naturally did not accept it, saying that his husband did not like him drinking alcohol.

"Then I'll ask your aunt to make you a few bowls of ginger soup. It's so cold. If you catch a cold, you can't go to the county town to see a doctor. There is a barefoot doctor in our village, but he only prescribed the same two prescriptions, and they're not as effective as the ginger soup."

"Thank you." Yan Zhenshen was not as cautious as Zhengfu. After all, he was a gigolo. The reason why Chu Xiao went to the kitchen to help was probably to be on guard.

Chu Xiao: “…” What are you on guard against? He was obviously afraid that the village head’s wife would not be willing to add seasoning to the dishes, so he cooked himself.

Is it easy to eat good food?