My lady, I'm going to rebel.

Lu Ziqi was shocked.

To be honest, if the girl could marry Han Zi, that would naturally be the best choice.

At least the person and the heart are one.

But, can Han Zi marry Lu Rou?

In other words, can Lu Rou break off the engagement?

"Brother..." Lu Rou helped Lu Ziqi up, but since he was so tall, Lu Rou was a little overwhelmed. Han Zi immediately stepped forward to support his arm, but Lu Ziqi still acted stubbornly and shook Han Zi's hand off.

"Oh! You shamelessly asked me for information about Han Zi back then, and now someone else has taken the initiative and you're acting so arrogant."

At some point, Li Lian arrived at the scene.

Hearing Li Lian's ridicule, Lu Ziqi's face immediately became embarrassed, "Help me!"

Han Zi was stunned, but still reached out to grab Lu Ziqi's arm.

Seeing this, Li Lian stepped forward with a look of surprise, and the three of them stood facing each other. Then Li Lian gave Lu Rou a look, and she obediently gave up her seat.

Seeing Li Lian and Han Zi supporting her brother, Lu Rou's eyes flashed with intelligence. It had been a long time since she had seen this scene.

Mu Zheng looked at his fist in disbelief.

He didn't use much strength. Why was Lu Ziqi so weak that he needed two grown men to support him to walk?

Are you really treating brotherhood as an idol drama?

"Are you really going to marry my sister?"

"Your sister?"

"Yes, your sister!"

Back at the Han family, Mu Zheng felt that the conversation between the three people had offended his ears, but he couldn't say anything. After all, in this era, your sister is really your sister.

Lu Ziqi, Han Zi, and Li Lian were originally good brothers. Although there had been some friction in the past few months, their relationship would quickly recover once they let go of their grudges.

Han Zi and the others told Lu Ziqi about their plan to empty the Feng family's granary. Lu Ziqi was surprised at first, but he made a decision quickly.

"Aren't you short on manpower? Count me, Lu Ziqi, in!"

Han Zi was overjoyed. This was precisely why he hadn't concealed his plan. After all, their group, including Li Lian's caravan, only numbered a dozen or so. Emptying a granary was practically impossible. But with the Lu family's help, things would be much simpler.

"Good brother! It's finally time for us to fight side by side again!" Lu Ziqi put his arm around Han Zi's shoulders and shook him.

"Who calls me a good brother? You are a scumbag who doesn't trust his friends, betrays his sister, and whips his childhood friend!" Li Lian was very contemptuous. He learned the word "scumbag" from Mu Zheng. He felt that this word was very suitable for Lu Ziqi.

"Oh, let's not talk about the past anymore. When you heard that Han Zi was dead, didn't you chase me halfway down the street with a low table in your hand and almost broke my head?" Lu Ziqi smiled awkwardly, then cleverly changed the subject: "My sister's wedding day is only ten days away. Let's do it tomorrow night. We can't delay!"

"Well, no delay!"

The few people who were just at loggerheads suddenly became brothers. Looking at their hands clasped together, Mu Zheng sighed. It seemed that he would have to go find Xiao Tao tonight.

It counts as overtime!

……

Three days later, in the lobby of the Feng family.

Two or three people sat together, Fengquan among them.

Sitting in the main seat was an old man with a white beard. Although his face looked wrinkled, judging from his expression and aura, he was still in good health.

"Snapped!"

He slammed the table, and swept his sharp eyes over everyone present. His imposing aura frightened everyone into silence.

"Tell me, who among you offended Li Lian? Why did he go so recklessly against my Feng family?"

No one at the scene dared to speak. Finally, one person looked at Fengquan, and then another person also looked at Fengquan.

Fengquan was sweating and quickly knelt on the ground. "Old Ancestor, it wasn't me. I held a banquet that day and specially invited Li Lian. I treated him very well. Before he left, he smiled at me and said there would be a chance for us to work together."

"But I heard that the people around you made things difficult for his guards that night." A young man interrupted.

"No, I asked afterwards, and that man was not his bodyguard, but Han Zi's." Fengquan explained.

"Han Zi's?" The white-bearded old man grabbed the cup on the table and threw it at Feng Quan. "How could Han Zi's guards appear at our banquet?"

Fengquan was stunned.

Yup!

Why hadn't he thought of that?

But it's not his fault. After all, this was just an unimportant person. Besides, he was not at the scene at the time. He didn't take it to heart after hearing it twice.

"Yes, I heard that the guard was not only fine after the incident, but also appeared on the streets openly."

"Not only that, someone has seen the guard and said he is handsome and extraordinary. They even heard Li Lian call him "big brother"."

"Big brother?"

"It's over, have we offended some big shot?"

Everyone was talking about it, and Fengquan's expression became uglier the more he listened.

In just three days, the price of Han's rice dropped again and again, catching the Feng family off guard. Since Han Mo's boss was Li Lian, the decision to start this price war must have been instigated by Li Lian.

Would Li Lian spend so much money for a bodyguard?

impossible!

The more Mu Zheng thought about it, the more he sweated. At this moment, he wanted to go back and hang up Butler Yang and beat him up. What kind of trouble had he brought upon him?

Just as everyone was discussing and making all kinds of speculations, a servant rushed in crying.

"Report!"

"What are you shouting about? Speak!"

"The granary, the granary was stolen!"

"What?"

Not only Fengquan, but also Whitebeard who was sitting on it couldn't keep his balance. He staggered forward and almost sprained his ankle.

……

In the fifth year of Tianfeng, it was Jingzhe.

In the dilapidated village, people were emaciated, their faces pale and their eyes filled with despair. The once bustling streets were now eerily silent, broken only by the occasional faint groaning. The children cried incessantly from hunger, their voices hoarse and weak, heartbreaking.

An old man leaned weakly against the wall, his lips chapped. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he'd had a full meal. His cloudy eyes stared into the distance, as if hoping for a miracle. Next to him, a young mother hugged her frail child tightly, tears welling in her eyes, but she dared not let them fall, fearing to waste the last bit of moisture in her body.

As Mu Zheng walked on this avenue, his heart felt like it was being grabbed by someone, causing waves of pain.

This winter, it is estimated that tens of thousands of people have lost their lives again.

But fortunately, the Han family’s grain store is still open.

To be honest, the price is not low, at least it is not affordable for ordinary people, but fortunately the Han family gives out porridge every day. Although it is not enough to fill everyone's stomach, it can at least fill their stomachs.

Fengquan hid in the corner, his eyes full of gloom.

He didn't know who stole the Feng family's food, but the biggest suspect was the Han family.

But he couldn't produce any evidence.

Besides, the Han family has always had food. Even if the Feng family accused the other party of stealing the food, no one would reply.

The most crucial thing was that the gentry and the government in the city had all sided with Li Lian. If the Feng family dared to cause trouble, the first to take action would be the Lanling County government.

"Master, tomorrow is your wedding day. There has been no news in the mansion until now. Will this wedding..."

"No, the Lu family will not give up that piece of fat meat!"

Fengquan's eyes were focused, but even he himself did not realize how lacking in confidence he was when he said this.