In the past two days, Jia Daoshi has become a prominent figure in Jiajia Village.

First, the young master of the Ji family came with a contract of indenture to demand the person back, but then nothing happened.

Then Hong Fa from the next village came to cause him trouble and was beaten to a pulp.

Later, I heard that Jia Daoshi had paid the full head tax for the village head!

Besides having children at night, the villagers' greatest hobby is gathering at the village entrance to exchange information.

A group of people, a few stools, and several mouths.

Such a simple, even rudimentary, combination is enough to expose the secrets of a village.

Their bases were under the big camphor tree at the village entrance, in front of the ancestral hall, and in the threshing ground.

They don't need a salary, they just need something to talk about.

"Ding ding. Ding ding."

The sound of horses' hooves rang out.

Upon hearing the sound of horses' hooves, the heads of everyone sitting under the camphor tree at the village entrance turned around.

Good heavens, a two-horse carriage!

Two tall, powerful horses, followed by a cartload of firewood!

All of it is top-quality dry pine firewood!

Whose family is so wealthy to have so much firewood?

Most villagers go up the mountain to cut and collect firewood themselves; no one is willing to buy firewood to burn.

I simply can't afford it!

Especially this kind of dry pine firewood, which burns well and lasts a long time!

That's practically the perfect firewood for winter!

"Wait, I think I see windows and doors and oil paper on the carriage." An older woman shaded her eyes with her hand and saw the shiny oil paper on the carriage.

The afternoon sunlight fell on it, reflecting its brilliance.

"There are even carvings on this window?"

"I remember that only the village head's family and Jia An's family used carved windows and doors!"

"And there's oil paper, oil paper sheets aren't cheap!"

"Is the blind woman from Jia Daoshi's household sitting in the carriage?"

"Oh right, there's a cart being towed behind it, isn't that Jia Hu?"

"So, everything in the carriage was bought by Jia Daoshi?"

"How is that possible? This kid is so poor he has to sell fish in the county town. How could he have money to buy so many nice things?"

This time, the one who spoke up in mockery was Jia Erdan's crony, Jia Yan.

"Hey Jia Yan, aren't you afraid that if you say that, Jia Xiucai will come over and beat you up again?" a villager laughed.

"Hmph! I didn't provoke him, why did he hit me!" Jia Yan said this, but he was still a little scared. "Anyway, tell me honestly, is Jia Daoshi, that lousy scholar, a man who would settle down and live a peaceful life? He's been acting very strangely lately! I bet he's either stolen some money or sold his two wives for a good price! Have you forgotten that earlier this year, didn't he just sell his first wife and second wife?"

As Jia Yan finished speaking, the villagers all showed expressions of reminiscence.

At first, Jia Daoshi brought four wives home, but in less than two months, only two remained.

They say he sold her.

Moreover, given Jia Daoshi's past temperament, once he had money, he would either go out drinking and carousing or gambling, living a life of debauchery and never caring about his family.

Wasn't Ah Jiu the girl he personally crippled?

"So you all know this kid better than I do. Look at that blind woman and that little girl, they can't even smile. Jia Daoshi is definitely going to sell them to a brothel again!"

Jia Yan continued to express his own opinions.

“Jia Yan, you’re talking nonsense. Who said you have to laugh? If you’re going to laugh, look at Jia Hu, isn’t he laughing happily? I think Jia Xiucai has changed a lot recently, otherwise his uncle wouldn’t pay any attention to him!” Some villagers began to speak up for Jia Daoshi.

"You know nothing!"

"You don't know anything! Have you forgotten that you got beaten up by Jia Daoshi?"

After Jia Erdan and Jia Yan were taught a lesson by Jia Daoshi, the villagers looked down on him even more.

"Hmph!" Jia Yan was rendered speechless.

The key point is that Jia Daoshi not only beat them up, but he also beat up Hong Fa!

Jia Yan racked his brains but couldn't understand why Jia Daoshi had suddenly become so powerful!

"Alright! Let's make a bet! If the things in the carriage were bought by Jia Daoshi, I'll have Jia Daoshi beat me up again!" Jia Yan said through gritted teeth. "Otherwise, you give me ten coins!"

Jia Yan figured that the timber was probably bought by Jia Daoshi's uncle, Jia Quan, and only this blacksmith had the means to do so.

"Alright! Let's bet!" The man was quite decisive, taking two steps forward and shouting, "Scholar Jia, did you buy the things on this carriage?"

"It was my brother Daoshi who bought it!"

Before Jia Daoshi could answer, Jia Hu blurted out!

"Jia Yan, look at you, everyone in the village lies except Jia Hu. Are you going to go up there and let Jia Xiucai beat you up?" the villager chuckled.

"That's right, Jia Yan, you've shot yourself in the foot, haven't you? Hurry up and admit your mistake!"

Jia Yan: "..."

How could he dare to let Jia Daoshi beat him up again?

His injuries haven't healed yet; if he gets beaten up again, wouldn't that be suicide?

"Hmph! I suddenly remembered I have something urgent to attend to, so I'm not going to waste my breath on you guys!"

Jia Yan fled in panic, but because he was walking too fast, he tripped over a stone on the ground and fell flat on his face!

The villagers nearby burst into laughter upon seeing this.

Jia Yan felt both ashamed and angry. He got up awkwardly, glanced at Jia Daoshi with a depressed look, and limped away.

He still doesn't understand why Jia Daoshi's skills have become so good and why he is so strong!

After Jia Daoshi's carriage left, the villagers gossiped for a while longer before also leaving one after another.

After all, it's almost dinnertime.

Upon arriving home, the group began unloading the firewood.

Having eaten too much meat, Jia Daoshi felt a bit thirsty and prepared to go back inside to drink some water.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, Murong Jiu came out carrying a bowl of tea.

"My lord, have some water to soothe your throat."

"OK, thank you."

Compared to the cold and aloof Di Qinglin, Murong Jiu is gentle, considerate, and thoughtful.

Unexpectedly, perhaps because she had been in the car for too long and her legs were a little numb, Murong Jiu lost her balance and fell!

Fortunately, Jia Daoshi reacted quickly and grabbed Murong Jiu's waist.

However, the water in the bowl was spilled.

"My lord, it's my fault... my legs feel numb..."

Murong Jiu leaned against Jia Daoshi's chest, looking embarrassed.

"Your legs are numb? Then don't move around too much, take a break." Jia Daoshi carried Murong Jiu to the bedside.

"kindness……"

Murong Jiu blushed again.

She had expected her husband to hold her while sitting on the bed, but Jia Daoshi simply held her in his arms the whole time.

"Are you feeling better? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

After practicing the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill, Jia Daoshi gained a deeper understanding of the meridians in the human body!

"No need, I think I'm fine now. You... let go of me." Murong Jiu was a little flustered being so close.

There are outsiders out there; it would be terrible if we were discovered!

"No." Jia Daoshi tightened his grip, holding Murong Jiu even closer. "My mouth is still thirsty. What do you suggest we do?"

Jia Daoshi looked at Murong Jiu, his eyes revealing an undisguised ambiguity.

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