Looking up at the city gate with the words "Huating" engraved, Qian Yuan sighed a little.

The first time I came to Huating from Suzhou to return to Huating, Qian Yuan was uneasy at that time.

The second time was in Hangzhou. After many incidents, Qian Yuan returned home after a lot of things. At that time, he was thinking about his family.

But this time, when Qian Yuan returned from Jiaxing, he passed by this place. Although he was not depressed, he also felt a strong sense of loss.

In the early morning of the next night that night, Qian Yuan, who was still unwilling to give up, led his men to squat at the gate of Chongde County, and he stayed until after lunch without much gain.

Although Chongde County is not big, the city walls are low. It is not difficult for a young and strong man like Xu Hai to leave the city, and Qian Yuan is destined to return disappointed.

A few days later, and the Chinese New Year was about to be celebrated in half a month, the group set off one after another. Wen Peng, who had been outside for most of the year, was going back to Suzhou, and Qian Yuan and others also returned to Huating.

"This trip was full of loads." Sun Kehong was excited and said with his fingers: "Twenty books, six paintings, and even asking Mr. Hengshan's words, I really gained a lot!"

Seeing that He Liangjun didn't say anything, Sun Kehong hurriedly added: "Of course, the most important thing is that things are going well for Brother Yuan."

Before leaving, Xiang Dushou had already discussed with He Liangjun, an intermediary. If nothing unexpected happens, he will get engaged after the filial piety period.

He Liangjun still didn't say anything, and glanced at Qian Yuan, who was full of gloom from the corner of his eyes.

Since that night, Qian Yuan has remained calm in front of the Xiang family, but he always looked worried in private, and even frowned when telling jokes.

However, although Qian Yuan was in a bad mood, his mother, Tan and uncle Lu were in a good mood. The Xiang family in Jiaxing were rich and had a scholarly family, so they were naturally the first-class marriage partner.

Although there are nearly two years left before the filial piety period, and although there are more than twenty days left, the New Year Festival, and although both mother and aunt are in high spirits, Qian Yuan returned to Lu's house silently.

Every day, when Lu Shude no longer knocks on the door and urges Qian Yuan will get up and wash up. Every day, when Lu Shusheng does not use words to stimulate him, Qian Yuan will consciously go into the study and study all night.

In addition to studying and cooking, Qian Yuan also has to practice calligraphy every day, changing his previous style of being lazy and dealing with things.

But it is obvious that Qian Yuan left a bad impression on Lu Shusheng in the first two months.

The 27th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Lu Shusheng looked at Qian Yuan worriedly, who was bidding farewell to go home, "Brother Yuan, you have studied hard since childhood, and have broadened your horizons in the past two years. There is quite new ideas in the art. When you meet an examiner who is not strict, it is not difficult to pass the exam, so you don't need to worry too much..."

After a pause, Lu Shusheng continued softly: "It's better to relax the New Year Festival, so I won't leave any questions."

Qian Yuan's face clearly showed a look of dissatisfaction, and hesitated for a moment before bowing and leaving.

Lu Shusheng stood up and walked a few steps behind him, smiling bitterly in his heart. Although Qian Yuan's family was not in harmony with his clan members, he was rich since childhood and had an uncle with two Jinshis, so he could naturally be considered a child of aristocratic families. He thought he would not last long for such a life, but he didn't expect that he would be as happy now.

Actually, this is a misunderstanding.

When encountering troubles, Qian Yuan followed the habits of his previous life and used other things to distract himself. Nowadays, there are no online games or online novels, and he can't go out for a night run, let alone travel. He can't write about those troublesome essays that must be used in the future. This is Qian Yuan's only choice.

He chewed his pen every day and night, and did sit-ups and push-ups in his spare time and spent a lot of time and energy on them. Qian Yuan would not think about the outside world and Xu Hai who slipped away from his hands.

When he stepped into the house and greeted his mother Tan, Qian Yuan silently estimated in his heart that he had learned from the newspaper in Jiaxing that Zhang Jing was transferred to the position of Minister of War in Nanjing half a month ago. If he remembered correctly, his main opponent was Xu Hai...

Looking up, Qian Yuan frowned and asked, "Why are your mother worried?"

Tan sighed with a bitter face, "I just received the letter that your uncle... is the one who passed the 23rd Jinshi in Jiajing, who was seriously injured in Taizhou."

Qian Yuan froze all over. He took the letter handed by his younger sister and lowered his head and browsed it quickly. He couldn't help but lick his dry lips.

Tan Lun and Tan Zili, a famous general who was known as "Qi Tan" together with Qi Jiguang in history...

On the sixth day of the 12th month, five thousand Japanese pirates attacked Taizhou. The officers and soldiers did not dare to go out of the city to meet the enemy, so they could only close the city to defend the enemy. The Japanese pirates plundered the four fields, and wailed everywhere in the countryside.

On the tenth day of December, Taizhou was almost broken. The prefect Tan Lun was naked and rushed to the battlefield with a knife. He finally saved the city, but he was injured six times and could not afford to be seriously injured.

"Is my uncle really a big deal?" Qian Yuan tried uneasyly.

"You have no worries about life, but it hurts your foundation." Tan said worriedly: "You have someone come and send some tonics."

Qian Yuan agreed and asked in a low voice: "Mother is close to my uncle at home?"

"Yes, I have no elder brother and no younger brother. I have always been the fourth brother and sixth brother of the third wife." Tan pointed to the letter, "The fourth brother is also in Taizhou, and he wrote the letter."

Qian Yuan thought for a while and asked again: "Have my uncle sent many letters over the years?"

"It's not much. He was in Beijing before, but later went to Nanjing. After being transferred to Taizhou, he has sent letters frequently in the past few months."

Qian Yuan, who knew it in his heart, couldn't help but grin, OK, it seems that the uncle who has not yet been masked has known... Otherwise, there would be no need to write this letter.

I looked down and looked carefully. Uh, the few greetings at the beginning of the letter praised my nephew for being old and having an unlimited future... Qian Yuan put away the letter with guilt.

When he left the palace to find Zhang San and others, Qian Yuan asked them to collect a batch of injured medicines and let the merchants take them to the New Year after the New Year. Although there were wars everywhere in Zhejiang, the trade routes were not cut off.

"Young Master, Yang Wen just came back."

Qian Yuan's eyes lit up, and he waved to Yang Wen to the secluded place and asked in a low voice: "What did you find out?"

"Wang Cuiqiao, Wang Lushu is said to be his legitimate sister, sister good at dancing, and sister good at singing. These sisters are quite famous in the Qinhuai River." Yang Wen, who had just rushed back in the snow, sighed, "The origin has also been found, and it is said that they are a trafficked girl."

He brought a cup of hot water to Yang Wen, and Qian Yuan nodded. This was as expected. Later generations of young children often favored men and girls. This is the feudal idea that people in the mountains have inherited the incense, but now girls are more popular. Many of the thin horses in the Qinhuai River and Yangzhou are bought to cultivate girls. As a money tree, this has even become an industrial chain.

Yang Wen took a sip of hot water to warm up his body and continued, "The prostitute is good, and the surname is very particular. The pair of sisters are surnamed Wang. I specially found some related inquiries. Maybe they are from Shandong. There are several companies in Zibo who specialize in selling girls. ** and the madams are surnamed Wang."

Qian Yuan narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, and whispered: "You only know this matter. Don't reveal it. Let's go there again after the New Year. By the way, the Japanese pirates in Shandong are not making a big fuss, right?"

"It's much better than Zhejiang, but it's not peaceful." Yang Wen tsk twice, "but there is a character who led the guards to drive the Japanese pirates into the sea several times at a young age."

Qian Yuan's eyes narrowed even more, Shandong, the soldiers of the garrison, Japanese pirates...

When he returned home, Qian Yuan sat in the study and pondered for a long time.

I hope to enjoy life in this life, and I hope to live happily in this life, but I have no choice but to give me this opportunity.

After more than a year since this era, Qian Yuan finally tried to take the initiative to do something.
Chapter completed!