This section of the road is not far or near, but the villagers of Changlin Village have an indomitable momentum. The young and strong people in the lead walked to the hillside. From the hillside to the village archway, this team was full of handsome figures. It was really full of people.

Village and move.

Goo!

Butler Zhao couldn't help but swallowed. He just watched Xiaohua escape into the village, and he wanted to take people to arrest him. But who knew that it only took a moment for Xiaohua to get inside. First, Lin Haoran came driving a carriage, and then

The whole village came out. When did Changlin Village become so united?

As soon as he thought about this, he couldn't help but look up at the nerd again. Looking at those sharp eyes like bright moons, this nerd was indeed different from what he used to be.

The servants and guardians standing majestically on the hillside looked at the villagers below who were swarming like locusts. They couldn't help but feel frightened, and their hands holding weapons were sweating.

They knew that there were several men in Changlin Village who dared to fight bravely, but when they saw people from the whole village filing out, they felt as if they were startled by a tiger rushing towards them.

"Uncle Nineteen, let's kill these sons of bitches!"

Qingzhuang, who was the first to arrive, looked at Brother Ahua's tragic situation, and his eyes immediately flashed with murderous intent. Although he was holding a wooden stick, he looked at these well-equipped servants and guards without any fear.

"Lin Xiucai, you should know that he is a fugitive slave from our Jiang Mansion, and we have the right to treat him like this!" Butler Zhao expressed his stance forcefully, coaxing the scholar into giving in.

"I will bear with this matter tonight on behalf of Changlin Village! If you dare to bully our Changlin people like this next time, just wait to start a war with us Changlin!" Lin Haoran suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at him coldly.

he said.

Although he wanted to give these people some color, he understood that Changlin Village would also have to pay a huge price. After weighing the pros and cons, he still chose to be patient.

One of the servants who didn't even look at him tried to lift up the man on the ground. Lin Haoran immediately glared at him, and then he let go in a hurry.

Butler Zhao looked at Lin Haoran with a sullen face for a long time, then turned his hand and waved bitterly: "Let's go!"

Although he wanted to kill this man, reality did not allow him to do so. Not to mention whether there was a chance of winning this time, the mistress would probably not be punished by him when he returned, but the head of the family would definitely settle the score with him when he returned.

Pooh!

Huniu, who was standing on the carriage, spat at Butler Zhao who was walking away. Others saw that many people followed Huniu and spat in hatred.

Ah Hua's brother was called Lin Liu, and everyone called him Liu Ge or Ah Liu. At this time, several men were busy trying to carry him back.

"Where are you going to carry it? Get on the carriage!"

Lin Haoran watched these idiots heading towards the village and said with a serious face.

"It will make your carriage dirty!" one of the men replied. There are hundreds of carriages each, and you don't know how many slaves you can buy.

"Changlin's people are more valuable than the carriage!" Lin Haoran glared at the man evilly, and then motioned for him to get on the carriage.

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of a large group of villagers surrounding them trembled slightly. Looking at Lin Haoran who was speaking, they felt moved and felt a bit of warmth at the same time.

Most people woke up from their sleep tonight, and actually didn’t know what was going on. They hurriedly ran into the house, and listened to Lin Haoran leading a few people out of the village. No one had a second option, so they just grabbed the guy and walked towards him.

Go to the village entrance.

If it had been in the past, I'm afraid there wouldn't have been such a concerted effort, and they would have at least understood the situation clearly. But with Lin Haoran's presence, it was as if the village had a backbone. Wherever Lin Haoran went, they would follow.

Now it seems that they have indeed found the best backbone, which is not only strong externally, but also soft internally.

Huniu seemed silent tonight, mainly because she didn't have time to bring the short knife and seemed a little lacking in confidence. She found a few children who came and praised them, but she criticized the mice who came.

criticize.

The people from Jiang Mansion had already retreated, and everyone's anger had weakened a little, and they all returned to the village together.

Lin Haoran found the old patriarch and wanted to know how many people in Changlin Village were working as slaves in Jiang Mansion.

In fact, he had previously intended to help them redeem their lives, but firstly, the money was limited, and secondly, he did not like to interfere with other people's freedom.

After the bridge burning incident, he asked Jiang Ronghua to take care of his people, and Jiang Ronghua accepted A Liang as a book boy. When he went to take the exam last time, he smiled and asked Jiang Ronghua to free A Liang, but A Liang was free.

Liang's head shook like a rattle.

But tonight, he saw the miserable state of being a slave and a maid, and realized that he might have to do more.

"There are not many left. I heard from those who escaped that those few people are all living well in Lianzhou!" The old patriarch also sighed and said honestly.

Changlin Village still looks like a village on the surface, but it is already riddled with holes. Many people survived because they sold their sons and daughters to Jiang Mansion as slaves. Therefore, when the bridge was burned last time, he felt that

Very worried.

But if you blame Lin Haoran for burning the bridge, you can't blame him. Not to mention that he didn't think so, and no one in the whole village thought so. Now everyone only thinks that if the bridge was not burned one day earlier, otherwise the fate would have been long ago.

It's gotten better.

Back in the village, everyone dispersed, but a group of men stayed in the grain drying field and chatted.

Lin Haoran asked Huniu to get some broad beans, and asked Aniu to bring two jars of wine from the old patriarch's house. Someone went to Housi's kitchen shed, fried a few eggs, and the few of them started eating and drinking.

Faced with Lin Haoran's easygoingness, several men were very happy. Although these people had been to Dianbai City once or twice, they were considered people in the village who had seen the world. However, scholars undoubtedly lived in another world, and they had little regard for the imperial examination.

Nothing.

“The article is like that, it talks about some great principles, but it’s actually of no use!”

"Who did you hear to say that the bricks in the Fuxue Palace are all inlaid with silver? The place is very dilapidated and the tables are not as good as your dining table!"

"Pan Xian Restaurant is pretty good, but that's what that place is like. Master Tixue invited dinner, and Hu Niu also went there. This girl can't even cook the food as well as Gou Si!"

…

Lin Haoran found that he suddenly became illiterate, but seeing everyone become energetic after listening to it satisfied their curiosity.

Just in the ears of these men, they admired Lin Haoran even more, just like those children worshiped Hu Niu. The man in front of them unveiled the mystery of the literati world for them.
Chapter completed!