It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

The one-month closed-door period passed in a flash.

Not only did Fu Nulang not have any free time, but she was being watched more and more closely.

The governor's wife sent people to supervise every now and then, which resulted in Baoqin and the others having to spend longer and longer time accompanying the girls in practicing, and a lot of trivial matters had to be done by Jiang Yan alone.

Jiang Yan was so busy that he just wanted to stay in bed and rest every day. He had no time to pay attention to Fu Nulang's schoolwork and daily life.

For some reason, Miss Fu stayed with her zither for a long time that day. When Jiang Yan followed her to the kitchen to get food, it was already much later.

Before they even reached the door, they heard people in the kitchen chatting animatedly.

"Mrs. Wang, I heard you went home to give some money a few days ago. How are you doing? Are you okay?"

The beginning of the month is the day when the government pays monthly wages to servants, and many people rely on this money to supplement their families.

The mansion only gave the servants two days off every month, but the rest time was so short that many of those whose homes were far away could not even make a round trip.

So everyone tacitly agreed to save up a few more days of vacation and take it together.

This time, Mrs. Wang managed to save up four days and took two months' salary home. She returned early this morning.

"Well, how should I put it, it's neither good nor bad." Mrs. Wang sighed.

"What's the matter? Is there an accident?"

"Tell us about it, tell us about it."

The kitchen was almost busy by now, and when they heard what Mrs. Wang said, they became interested.

Baoqin and Jiang Yan walked into the door one after another.

The chef took one look and saw that it was the two of them, but he didn't care and let Mrs. Wang continue.

"As you know, my home is far from the city and close to the mountains. Even beggars don't want to go to that remote place."

"Yes, yes, I heard about it from Xiao Sun." Xiao Sun and Wang Po were from the same village, and it was Wang Po who introduced him to work in the mansion.

"My wife said that early this month, a hundred or so shabby people came out of the mountains and traded their belongings with the villagers for food and water."

"What do you mean by ragtag people?" someone interrupted with a smile, "So has your village changed?"

Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes, expressing her dissatisfaction at being interrupted every time she spoke.

"Their clothes are all tattered, their hair is in clumps, they are all skinny and smelly. Beggars are cleaner than them. They are nothing but ragtag people."

"But the people in our village are all kind-hearted. I heard that the village chief presided over the distribution of a lot of water and food to them."

Puchi~ Everyone in the kitchen laughed, "They are all kind-hearted." Who can be so kind these days except for the rich families? If ordinary people give away so much food, no one will believe that they won't get into a fight.

After handing the packed food boxes to Baoqin and Jiangyan, the chef joined in the conversation: "Mrs. Wang, tell me the truth, is it because you couldn't defeat those ragtag people that you could only offer them food and water?"

Mrs. Wang smiled awkwardly, she really couldn't win the fight.

Her husband said that although those people were very thin and looked like they were about to die, they were full of blood and blood, and they were holding weapons in their hands, so no one in their village dared to provoke them.

Fortunately, they didn't rob the gold, but instead exchanged it with the villagers. However, this kind of thing should be kept secret within the village, and there is no need to tell anyone.

"Then why did you say 'good and bad' at the beginning? Everything you say is bad..." The chef felt something was wrong. "Could it be that the thing I exchanged with you is a treasure?"

Mrs. Wang regretted her initial carelessness and tried to make amends, saying, "But no one was hurt, right? I think that's a good thing. Plus—"

Jiang Yan had already followed Baoqin out the door, and when she heard what Wang Po was saying, she slowed down her pace.

"I heard that group later clashed with the soldiers and caused some trouble. No wonder I saw so many soldiers conducting a thorough search outside the palace on my way back and forth!"