Chapter 1770： misfortune

Changzhi had a list in his hand, and knew that the Ding family's scholar and fame were gone, but it didn't say that the company had borrowed money, and when he heard another cry, Changzhi walked over with a heavy heart.

The boy stopped and said, "There is danger ahead."

The guard dressed as a servant also whispered: "It's better to be careful."

Changzhi waved his hand, "It's okay, let's go and have a look."

Walking to the door of Ding's house, an old woman was lying in a pool of blood in the yard. A couple and several children were kneeling beside the woman. The five debt collectors were dumbfounded.

One of the men said: "Unfortunate."

The kneeling man grabbed the knife on the ground with red eyes, "Do you say it again?"

The man's eyes were full of irony, "Master Xiucai, no, you are not a scholar for a long time, you are so powerful that you dare to attack Laozi? Hmph, the old lady committed suicide, if you hate me, don't hate me, you should hate you for dying early. big brother."

The man seemed to be exhausted, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and the two older children froze, their eyes full of fear and confusion.

Changzhi also got all the news from the conversation with the villagers. The man on his knees was the one he was looking for. The one who borrowed the money was Ding Jue. The old mother was seriously ill, and the eldest brother at home was desperate to borrow money and was tricked into borrowing money.

What happened next can be imagined. The money that I had to pay back after I didn’t pass the exam still has interest, and I sold the last land in my family to repay the borrowed money, but once I borrowed the money, I couldn’t pay it back, which made Ding Jue lose it again. After gaining fame, brother Ding Jue died unexpectedly in order to pay back the silver, and the sister-in-law left her two children behind.

In the past few years, the Ding family has not had a happy birthday.

Changzhi looked up at the sky, the sky was not clear, and he couldn't dispel the anger in his heart.

The little servant lowered his voice, "It's the third master of the An family who gives the money."

Changzhi hummed, the person the emperor gave wanted to check on you, and you could find it out by hiding behind your back, not to mention that Anjia was not low-key.

At noon in the capital, Zhou Shuren went out of the household department to the teahouse. Wang Chi arrived early and listened to the story downstairs while drinking tea.

Zhou Shuren came in, "You finally went out."

After the old man left, this was the first time Wang Chi stepped out of the house, which shows how sad Wang Chi was after the old man left.

Wang Chi motioned for the servant to close the door of the box and pour the tea in person, "I won't go out, and you won't see me either."

He thought he could be comforted by Zhou Shuren, but he didn't return the notes in person!

Zhou Shuren shuddered, "Speak well."

Wang Chi cleared her throat, "I don't have any good news at home, I don't want to come to you to Anxin."

Zhou Shuren glanced sideways, "It has nothing to do with your Wang family."

Wang Chi was clear, "It's okay, I'm afraid of stepping on a pit that shouldn't be stepped on."

Zhou Shuren, "With me watching, what are you afraid of?"

Wang Chi smiled, "Then I'll go home and squat."

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "I haven't seen you for a long time. You are so thin that I almost didn't dare to recognize you."

Wang Chi pointed to her stomach, "It's gone, and the clothes have been changed."

Zhou Shuren said sincerely: "Keep it up, I look healthier now."

Wang Chi laughed dryly, "The doctor said the same thing."

The two talked about something else, and Wang Chi suddenly said, "The trial at Changzhong Mansion is over, don't you think about it?"

"I have confidence in him." Gu

Wang Chi happily said, "I'm also waiting for a champion in your family."

He also had confidence in Changzhong. When he went to Hou's mansion, he would also take the test when he met Changzhong. This child is estimated to be able to dream of Zhou's family.

In Pingzhou, Changzhong brought Minghui to the appointment. Cheng Xiang saw the two of them from a distance, and when he saw the two of them arrived, he got up and greeted them, "The two young masters, please."

Changzhong looked up and saw that there were other people in the box, nodded and walked in.

Cheng Xiang introduced, "They are all the sons of the officials of the city. Knowing that Zhou Gongzi was invited by me, it's not all shameless."

Changzhong, "Nice to meet you."

Cheng Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, continued to greet everyone warmly and sat down, and then said: "These two don't need to introduce everyone to know each other, you introduce yourself."

Afterwards, they introduced themselves one by one, and they were indeed the sons of government officials.

Changzhong and Minghui are the center of today's banquet. For the two of them, these are small scenes. Changzhong's circle of friends is too high, and Minghui's circle of friends is not low, so the two are very calm.

Cheng Xiang looked at it for a while and knew it, as expected of the young master of Hou's mansion, "Come here, don't patronize and talk, let's drink tea."

Chang Zhong raised his brows slightly, this prefect son was a little interesting, he kept the rhythm of the banquet all the time, and he was very controlling and not annoying at all.

Cheng Xiang saw Young Master Zhou looking at him, and said with a smile, "My father even mentioned Young Master yesterday."

"What's up with the prefect?"

Cheng Xiang, "Let me read more of your son's articles."

Yesterday, he ran away during the day and was taken to the study by his father at night. After reading Zhou Changzhong's article, he blushed.

A banquet quickly dissipated, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com knew that Changzhong was coming back to take the Xiucai exam, and no one dared to take people to indiscriminate places. In the end, only Cheng Xiang was left, and the others dispersed.

Changzhong, "You want to take us back?"

Cheng Xiang glanced at the guards beside the carriage, "I think so, but unfortunately I can't use it."

Minghui said playfully, "Then let's go first."

Cheng Xiang twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't say anything. When the others left, he sighed, thinking that his father would have little chance of borrowing Zhou's son to join the Hou Mansion!

In Xiaoxi Village, Chuanzhou, Changzhi came back again. The Ding family had already died. The coffins in the yard were borrowed, and the villagers didn't help much, which made it look particularly desolate.

The little servant held a note in his arms, "Sir, are you sending it over now?"

Changzhi, "Well, don't let the old man leave without feeling at ease."

He sent someone to return the money to get the receipt back. The Ding family has successively repaid twenty taels over the past few years, and the borrowed money was less than one tael. If it hadn't been for human life, the receipt would not be easy to get back.

The people sent by the emperor have their own way, he doesn't need to go out, he got the receipt in the afternoon.

The servant went into the yard and cried again, and then Ding Jue ran out of the yard, stumbled all the way, and finally knelt in front of Changzhi.

Changzhi looked down at Ding Jue, "What are you doing?"

Ding Jue felt that his life was particularly ridiculous. He went well all the way to become a scholar, and the second autumn season became a life change. In the past two years, he has seen more warmth and warmth, but when he was the most disheartened, he saw the light again, "Mr. , you let my mother go with peace of mind, I have no strengths and nothing to repay, what do you think of me?"

Changzhi frowned, "Are you going to sell yourself?"

Ding Jue smiled bitterly, "I really can't give money back to my husband."

He also doesn't want to sell himself, he still has a family to support, but he really can't give money back to his husband!