While old man Yan was dozing off, Chen Chang came up to Yan Qianshi and listened to him express his thoughts one by one.

It turns out that although the Hou Jing Rebellion was put down, many of the previous Liang Dynasty regulations existed in name only, and the management of the prisons was far from being as strict as Yan Xiu said. For convenience, some rural officials also had temporary prisons specially approved by the government. As long as the officials

Just provide it with another person’s name as guarantee.

Of course, if you want to take this shortcut, you may have to bleed.

Yan Xiu didn't care about worldly affairs at all, and he hadn't even taken a step out of Yangjiadu in the past year, so he naturally didn't know anything about it. Yan Qianshi, on the other hand, had nothing to do all day long and wandered around on the pretext of going out to work in search of food. He heard it with his own ears,

I have personally seen many cases where local officials make money through this.

"Is this really possible?"

In theory, there is no problem, but Chen Chang always feels that this matter is not very reliable. It is not that he does not believe in Yan Qianshi's enthusiasm, but based on his many years of experience in knowing people, Yan Qianshi is quite young and energetic, and his actions

Reckless, this idea is just wishful thinking. It’s unclear what the officials think.

"What's the relationship between the officials there and Ah Weng?" Chen Chang asked again.

"Oh, I was quite respectful in the past, but in recent years I have rarely moved around. Don't worry, Liu Lili is very greedy and will definitely not miss such a good opportunity. Besides, there are always some old feelings, and he will not offend Aweng's face."

Yan Qianshi looked confident.

Chen Chang was about to ask further questions, but unexpectedly, Old Man Yan had a very good ear, and all the conversation fell into his ears.

"Wait...cough cough cough..." The veins on Old Yan's forehead were exposed. He stared and pointed at Chen Chang and Yan Qianshi. Naihe coughed so much that he could not speak.

Chen Chang looked at him again and saw that the collar of his shirt was open, exposing his chest. The good robe actually looked like a suspender top.

Can we please put on our clothes? Is it really okay for you to reveal your love to others like this?

It stands to reason that this old man is also a cultural person, but he always feels that he is a little out of tune.

Old Man Yan finally regained his breath and said seriously: "Those who follow the law and uphold justice will be insulted by the world, and those who indulge in extravagance and arrogance will be called glory. The world is really going downhill! You two must always remember that your ambitions are not false and your actions are sure.

Integrity..."

Uh... Chen Chang was a little annoyed. The old man couldn't solve the problem, but he spoke clearly and logically. It sounded like a leader speaking on the stage.

He secretly moved his gaze towards Yan Qianshi, and when he saw his lowered eyebrows and an expression of listening attentively to his teachings, he almost started taking notes.

It would be a pity for this fat man not to become an actor!

Old Man Yan's lecture was obviously dragging the audience, so Yan Qianshi winked at Chen Chang, and then walked away on the pretext of checking the stove fire.

When Chen Chang saw old man Yan getting up angrily, he thought he was going to chase Fatty Yan, but he saw the old man lifting his robe and taking off his belt with his back to the adobe wall, and then there was a crashing sound...

The picture is a bit jarring!

"Hey, hey, hey...what kind of qualities are you?" Chen Chang was a little annoyed.

Old Yan shook a few times and trembled a few more times, then tied his robe and said disdainfully: "What's the harm? Most of the so-called celebrities are empty and wild, and they dress and behave uninhibitedly.

Squatting naked, or washing one's feet in the crowd, or urinating in front of others..."

Chen Chang muttered a few words. If these performance artists had experienced the power of the aunt wearing the red hoop, I'm afraid they wouldn't say this.

Uh...it's a bit different from what I imagined. Where's the promised romance in the Wei and Jin Dynasties?

"Qilang...I'll go out in a while." Yan Qianshi came out of the house and whispered.

While he was talking, he heard old man Yan let out a long yawn. Chen Chang turned around and saw that he ignored the drizzle in the sky and leaned back against the wall before falling asleep. He soon began to snore.<

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At such an old age, it doesn’t matter if you don’t soak wolfberry, but you still don’t care about your body so much that you are seeking death!

While Yan Qianshi was carrying the old man into the house, Chen Chang went to the door and looked inside.

At this time, the smoke gradually dissipated, and we could finally see clearly what was going on inside the hut.

The beams above the head are made of thick logs, and on both sides are rib-like purlins. The rainwater is dripping down the thatch hanging down from the leakage of the house, making little pits on the ground, and then pooling into small patches of water.

There are no less than a dozen clay pots of various sizes and shapes placed in the depression, all of which are used to catch rainwater.

In addition to a dilapidated black wooden couch, there is also a mottled green lacquered desk, a bamboo basket that is full of oil stains and the original color cannot be seen, plus two rattan piers and

The polished five-stringed pipa hanging on the wall is nothing else.

This decoration style, tsk tsk... is very simple!

Do you have enough money to give gifts to key poverty alleviation targets?

"Shuzi, all my hard work has been in vain..."

Old Man Yan's confused voice came suddenly. Chen Chang turned his head and saw his skinny fingers clinging to the mattress beneath him. His eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes were closed. His face was full of anger. After a moment, he snored.

Get up again.

Yan Qianshi sneakily took out a black lacquered wooden box with a lotus pattern and a copper lock from under the bed.

"If the matter is urgent, I will come as soon as I go." After Yan Qianshi said that, he hugged the wooden box and left.

Chen Chang chased him out of the courtyard, but Yan Qianshi had already disappeared into the fine rain.

This small village called Yangjiadu is located on the bank of the Juzhang River. It is located on an important road. If there is no war, there will be shops, pawn shops, oil shops, tea shops, and wine shops. You can definitely make a fortune with your own brains and methods.

, but now it is desolate, which is a pity.

Chen Chang stood by the fence and thought wildly, then suddenly slapped his head.

If you don’t have a criminal record, your registration is a black account. What kind of business can you do to make money?

Thinking too much!

After thinking about what had happened for a moment, he still had no clue, so he turned around and returned to the courtyard.

Half an hour later, Yan Qianshi came back empty-handed, winked and pretended to be mysterious, took out a small cloth bag from his arms and put it under the bed.

After leaving the hut, Yan Qianshifang chuckled and took out another small cloth bag from his arms as if offering a treasure. There were several strings of coins in it. He grinned like a broken gourd: "Hey, brother, I haven't seen you in many days.

It costs five baht everywhere in Tiebei."

Chen Chang was slightly surprised when he heard that they were iron coins. How did he know that in the early years, Emperor Wu of Liang Dynasty, Xiao Yan, used up all his copper coins and minted four out of five bahts, five bahts for great luck, five bahts for great fortune, and five bahts for great wealth. Now, in the Later Liang Dynasty, the iron coins are

Also use this money.

"This..."

"Don't ask any more. Hehe, Liu Lili is the most greedy for money. With this money, you may be able to pass the time, and you will also have to pay for your trip to Jiangling..." It is obviously Chen Chang's matter, but looking at Yan Qianshi's face

His excited expression was as if he was about to enter the bridal chamber.

"Brother, why are you helping me?"

"Meeting unexpectedly is the right time; helping without any benefit is sincerity. Helping without resentment is the virtue of a gentleman..."

Although Yan Qianshi made some harsh remarks about dropping his book bag, Chen Chang still felt warm in his heart when he listened to it.

When he fainted at the entrance of the village, Yan Qianshi was not the first to discover him.

Although Hou Jing's rebellion was suppressed for several years, there was a continuous drought and locust plague in the south of the Yangtze River. The people fled into the valleys, rivers and lakes, gathering grass roots, wood leaves, and water chestnuts to eat. There was no smoke for thousands of miles. The dead were covered in the fields, and the bones were gathered together, like a hill in Long Yan.

.

People who are used to seeing life and death have become a little numb. The news that Chen Chang passed out on the roadside did not even make a ripple in Yangjiadu.

Some people just sighed softly: "In today's world, it would be better to die. You don't have to suffer, and maybe you can be reborn in a good pregnancy in the next life..."

After he was carried home by Yan Qianshi, another person said: "The two grandsons of the Yan family, one is crazy and the other is stupid. They can't even provide food and clothing for themselves, but they saved an outsider..."

Chen Chang was still in a daze, and Yan Qianshi said mysteriously: "You are weak, it's better not to go, just wait patiently." After saying that, he left like a gust of wind, like a gambler who had just collected money from home.

"Wait, I'll go with you!" Chen Chang chased after him. He had a premonition that the fat man was too optimistic, so he decided to go to meet the local officials together. Although they were new here, human relations have always been the same since ancient times, and the two of them looked after each other.

, always have a better chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the door, Yan Xiu's violent coughing could be heard again, fearing that he might be out of breath at any time.

That's it, that's it. Chen Chang stamped his feet and turned around to walk back. He finally settled down with Yan Xiu, and when he went out again, Yan Qianshi had long disappeared.

Chen Chang had no choice but to return. He saw that old man Yan was sleeping soundly at the moment, and occasionally uttered some obscure words. He moved a rattan pillar and sat in front of the stove fire.

Half of the buttocks are sunk in, like an old hen hatching eggs.

I added a few sticks of dry firewood to the stove fire, and the flames gradually started to rise, and the heat was overwhelming. After a while, a wave of tiredness came over me, and my eyelids trembled.

I don't know how much time passed, but he heard someone shouting outside in a daze. He suddenly woke up. He stood up so fast that stars were flying in front of his eyes, and he almost sat down in the firewood pile.

Turning around to look, Old Man Yan was not on the couch. He was swaying and chasing outside. After leaving the gate, he saw two figures from behind a hundred steps away. The two were talking about something. One of them was shaking and trembling.

Weiwei.

Who is it if it’s not Old Man Yan!

"Ah Weng..." Chen Chang tried his best to catch up.

"Qilang, stay at home!" Yan Xiu turned around and shouted.

Seeing Yan Xiu in such a hurry, Chen Chang felt slightly uneasy. Is something going to happen to the fat man?

Just when he was surprised, he saw that the man beside Yan Xiu had already turned back, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask why, only to hear the man say with a bitter face: "Oh, I heard that Qian Shi stole the money and was detained by Liu Lili...

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To be continued...