Of course, Zhao Jinge was not the only one who didn’t fall asleep that night. In fact, apart from Jiang Zhen and Jiang Yuan Wen, who was only two years old, most members of the Jiang family couldn’t fall asleep.

Jiang Chengxiang and Butcher Jiang were busy building a house for Jiang Zhen. Jiang Chengwen and Huang Min ware both distressed because of the silver. As for old Madam Jiang, she scolded Jiang Zhen directly at the place where the house was being built.

When the sun set down, all the people in the village who helped build the house went home to sleep. However, the Jiang family got together again and discussed for a long time. In the end, they couldn’t figure out what to do.

Jiang Chengxiang’s house was occupied by Jiang Zhen. He could only go to the village head Jiang Ping’s house for half the night. Just after dawn, he went to the county town together with Jiang Ping.

He was going to get money from Zhu Shufen and go to the yamen with Jiang Ping to separate Jiang Zhen’s household registration from the Jiang family’s and transfer the land ownership he had promised to give Jiang Zhen.

From then on, Jiang Zhen would have nothing to do with the Jiang family.

He wanted Jiang Zhen to obediently continue to work for the Jiang family. What was the result? After a round of trouble, he had not only lost his troops but also lost a battle, allowing Jiang Zhen to take money out of the house.

Sitting on the boat and looking at Hecheng County in the morning light, Jiang Chengxiang was extremely bitter in his heart, but even so, when he got to this place, he got off the boat and limped to work.

With every step he took, the wound on his leg hurt, but even so, his heart hurt even more.

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That night, Jiang Zhen slept very well. When he got up in the morning, he ate the leftover fish from last night.

Yang Jing, sitting beside Jiang Zhen, watched him eat and could only swallow his saliva.

He had a good family background. He hadn’t gone hungry since becoming an adult, but now . . . Yesterday morning, after eating pancakes and fried dough sticks, he hadn’t eaten anything until now. He had been hungry for a long time!

Jiang Zhen knew that he must be hungry but still ignored him. Yang Jing was a strong man; it would be better to starve him for several meals to make him weaker.

After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Zhen thought about Zhao Jinge, who he had just kissed twice last night. After thinking about it, Jiang Zhen said to Yang Jing, “If you don’t try to run away, I won’t tie you up. How about it?”

“I will not try to escape!” said Yang Jing.

“I dare you to . . . If you dare to run away, I will chop you,” said Jiang Zhen. “I’m a good butcher. It’s easier to cut off human balls, which are on the outside. The balls of pigs are not completely exposed like human ones.” 

Yang Jing trembled, tightened his legs, and even said hurriedly, “Don’t untie me. I think it’s very good to be tied up.”

“That’s not good. I’m going to take you out. It’s not good to tie you up all the time,” said Jiang Zhen. He then slashed towards Yang Jing with the knife.

Yang Jing could only make an “Ah!” sound, only to find that he wasn’t hurt at all. The knife only cut the rope around his hands. Yang Jing’s feelings towards Jiang Zhen once again changed a little.

“Go!” Jiang Zhen kicked Yang Jing in the leg, not noticing Yang Jing’s change of mood at all. Of course, even if he did, he wouldn’t care.

Jiang Zhen took Yang Jing to see the construction of his house, only to find out that the walls of his house were built almost two meters high.

This house was built in a square shape, but in the village, there was no specific house type at all. However, the foundation was very solid, making it look very secure.

Since it was the ancient times, Jiang Zhen was no longer picky, making him quite satisfied with the house. So he looked at his father standing next to him and said, “When the house is built, make all the ingredients and iron pots ready for me. Move here the bed, furniture, and other things from Jiang Chengxiang’s house.”

The villagers in Hexi Village basically used iron pots in their homes. The ones with good family conditions would have two large iron pots at home. One was used for cooking the main dish and the other was used for cooking the other dishes. In poorer families, there was only one iron pot at home. It was often necessary to prepare dishes in turn when cooking.

The Jiang family has two iron pots, which were also considered one of the most important properties of the Jiang family. Jiang Zhen asked for one directly as well as all of Jiang Chengxiang’s house furniture in one breath.

“You . . .” Butcher Jiang was very reluctant, but when he saw Jiang Zhen playing with the knife, he didn’t dare to say anything.

Old lady Jiang, who scolded him before, was too afraid to say or do anything upon seeing Jiang Zhen. She could only look at him angrily with a head of chopped hair that could no longer be tied up.

“What are you staring at? Why don’t you get to work?” Yang Jing was no longer tied up but was still afraid to make any move and followed Jiang Zhen. When he saw the dissatisfied sight of the old lady Jiang, he couldn’t help shouting, looking very fierce.

Old lady Jiang didn’t understand why the official invited by her little son would yell at her, but she was currently afraid to fight against her own family and she didn’t dare fight against an outsider, so after being scolded, she didn’t dare to refute him.

As for the rest of the villagers . . . they looked at Jiang Zhen in awe. The yamen officer actually listened to him. How fierce was Jiang Zhen?

Those who didn’t see Butcher Jiang and Chengxiang being stabbed by Jiang Zhen yesterday became afraid of him. From villager to villager accordingly, Jiang Zhen’s image increasingly became more ferocious.

Edited by : Faro

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