The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Soon, Jia Quan led the group to a room.

This house was located behind the main house of Jia Quan's courtyard, and could be considered the ancestral home of the Jia family.

It is also the place where Jia Daoshi's family enshrines ancestral tablets.

This house is only opened for worship during the Qingming Festival each year; it is locked at other times.

Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu only went in once, and were kicked out by Jia Daoshi not long after they entered.

Because no one usually goes inside, the air inside is somewhat stuffy.

After Jia Quan went inside, he lit the oil lamp, then pulled Jia Daoshi to the east wall and pointed upwards with his finger!

Look at your great-grandfather!

"Your grandpa!"

"And your father!"

"Which of them is as despicable as you!"

Jia Daoshi was stunned by Jia Quan's words and involuntarily looked up.

On the white wall in front of me hung several plaques.

The first piece, with a red background and gold lettering, reads: "By Imperial Appointment, Top Scholar, Imperial Examination of the Xinwei Year of Emperor Wu of the Great Jing Dynasty, Your subject Jia Tongzhang respectfully presents this."

The second entry reads, "Jing Kui, the first place winner of the supplementary Gengzi imperial examination in the 37th year of Emperor Jingming's reign (1941), Jia Ruiqing."

The third piece reads, "A military officer appointed by the emperor, he passed the imperial examination in the 20th year of the reign of Emperor Wen of the Ming Dynasty. He ranked fourth in the third class of the palace examination and was awarded the title of Blue-Lanyard Guard."

Looking at the three plaques in front of him, Jia Daoshi suddenly felt that his brain was not working properly.

My great-grandfather, grandfather, and father are living in such a glorious state.

Why is it so miserable now?

“Uncle… this… I suffered a brain injury and have forgotten many things…” Jia Daoshi murmured.

"I think you've drunk yourself silly!" Jia Quan said irritably.

"Originally, I also thought that this was the end for you, and that our Jia family would decline forever. But now, you have given your uncle hope!"

"Back then, the Great Jing and the Great Qing were at odds and fought one battle after another. Your father, as an imperial bodyguard, was responsible for protecting Emperor Wen's safety and even accompanied Emperor Wen on a personal expedition! But it was that personal expedition that became the turning point in your father's life."

"In that battle, the Great Jing and the Great Qing fought fiercely for half a year without a clear victor. In the end, the Great Qing sent an assassin to carry out the assassination, but the assassin was discovered and killed by a group of guards! It was during that assassination attempt that your father, for some reason, suddenly let the assassin escape! This enraged the Great Jing Emperor! Although he spared the entire family because of the loyalty of our Jia family for generations, after returning to the capital, he was demoted to a commoner and sent back to the village, where he became a laughing stock!"

"Later, your father died in despair."

"I once asked him why he let the assassin escape, but he remained tight-lipped!"

"But I know he must have been framed!"

"Michishi, your uncle doesn't want you to seek revenge; he wants you to know the truth about what happened back then!"

"I never dared to imagine all of this! But in you, I saw hope!"

"Only by moving to Yilan County can you meet more important people! Only then will you become more powerful!"

"Understand?"

Jia Daoshi was stunned!

He truly hadn't expected that the Jia family had such a past!

Not only Jia Daoshi, but also Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu were stunned!

They didn't expect this either!

Jia Daoshi's ancestors were so prominent and glorious!

In this way, Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu felt a sense of shared misfortune with Jia Daoshi.

"Uncle, you didn't deliberately make a few plaques to deceive me, did you?" Jia Daoshi asked suspiciously.

"Get lost! Believe it or not!" Jia Quan said irritably.

"Alright, Uncle! We'll be going now!"

Jia Quan: "..."

"Bunny!"

Ignoring them, Jia Daoshi hurriedly pulled Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu outside.

Whether this is true or false, it doesn't actually have any direct relation to him.

But after Jia Quan said that, Jia Daoshi did indeed become somewhat interested.

Perhaps moving would be an option?

As for the old houses in this village, no matter what, they are all his ancestral homes.

It's always good to renovate the ancestral home properly!

Go home.

Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu were still a little shaken.

So much happened today!

First, the people from Xuanhua helped them drive away the people from Baihua Gang.

Then the other party gifted them a manor.

Then it was discovered that Jia Daoshi's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather were all prominent figures in their time!

Moreover, Jia Daoshi's current predicament was actually related to an assassin from the Daqing Kingdom!

"What are you two spacing out for? If you want to live in a big house, we can just move then," Jia Daoshi said with a smile.

“My lord, we didn’t have that idea.” Murong Jiu said a little embarrassed. “Besides, if we move away, how will we farm? Didn’t you promise the villagers that you would help them make money?”

Upon hearing this, Di Qinglin shook his head and said, "Now that you have the ability, why continue farming? I think you can hire the villagers to do things and choose a capable person to manage them. This way, they can earn money, and you can free up your hands."

Of course, they hoped that Jia Daoshi could enter the city.

The stronger Jia Daoshi becomes, the greater their hope of revenge.

If we keep doing these petty and despicable things in this village, when will it ever end?

“Qinglin is right,” Jia Daoshi chuckled. “In that case, let’s move!”

Originally, Jia Daoshi wasn't particularly interested in moving.

However, after hearing Jia Quan's words, Jia Daoshi suddenly understood something.

Sometimes, you can't just keep a low profile whenever you want.

Just as the people from the Xuanhua ship were able to find this place, so too can others.

Jia Daoshi didn't want these people to disrupt the tranquility of the small village.

Moreover, while he himself is powerful, his wives at home, such as Murong Jiu, are too delicate.

Unless he can stay home all the time, they will be in danger if people come to their house to cause trouble.

Having experienced the Hundred Flowers Gang incident, Jia Daoshi also realized the wickedness of this world!

This is a world teeming with gangs, brimming with the spirit of the martial arts world, where heroes use their martial arts to break the law!

In addition, it is very inconvenient for them to go out to buy things while living here, and they may encounter bandits when walking on mountain roads.

Just like before the time travel, if you wanted to buy a pack of cigarettes, a bag of salt, or some soy sauce, you had to walk for two hours on mountain roads. Just thinking about it makes your scalp tingle!

Therefore, whether for the sake of future convenience, the safety of his two young wives, or his uncle's expectations, moving seemed to be the only option.

Besides, now that there are luxurious villas available, why would anyone want to live in a small rural house?

Jia Daoshi himself admitted that he had not yet reached that level of understanding.

After dinner, Murong Jiu brought over a robe: "My lord, I made you an outer garment. Try it on and see if you can wear it."

She started sewing this robe a few days ago and only finished it yesterday.

With winter approaching, it's time to prepare winter clothes.

In the past few days, Murong Jiu has made several robes, some for Jia Daoshi and some for Di Qinglin.

Although she was delicate and frail, she was very diligent.

After a year of sewing and mending, Murong Jiu had become very skilled at making clothes.

She turned all the fabric she bought a few days ago into robes.

"kindness."

Jia Daoshi nodded; he certainly couldn't refuse his wife's concern and good intentions.

He reached out to take the clothes, but Murong Jiu refused: "My lord, let me help you put them on."

"No need, it's just putting on clothes." Jia Daoshi rubbed his nose.

"My lord, are you disgusted with me? Is Qinglin the only one in your eyes?" Murong Jiu's eyes reddened, and her face showed sadness.