Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

The people in Sanyuan Village were deployed on guard, and the government troops also attacked from the foot of the mountain. All they could hear was the deafening shouting and killing. However, when the government soldiers were within the range of their guns, they could not move forward any further. There was only the deafening shouting and killing.

Zhou coldly watched the enemy's soldiers acting out a fight in pairs, frowning slightly. What was going on?

Lady Wang leaned against the tree and said, "It seems that there will be no fighting today."

Zhou Leng asked: "Why?"

"Why are there so many people gathered in Sanyuan Mountain? Because the taxes are too high now. The crops they grow cannot support their wives and children, so they join Sanyuan Village. At least they can live a stable life here. Those officers and soldiers probably don't want to work for such a court. Now that the Northern King has established himself, the world is in chaos."

Zhou Leng thought that she was indeed Lin Qiushi's wife. She was different because she had read books. She said flatteringly:

"Madam Wang is as brave as any man, unlike me who can only be idle at home. I will visit Madam Wang more often in the future."

While the two were talking, the officers and soldiers had already retreated on their own.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, many ladies went up the mountain together, but the men in the village remained guarding Jiazigou.

That evening.

The couple sat opposite each other in the yard, drinking tea and admiring the moon. Although Yao Qing felt that it was a bit silly to sit like this and didn't understand the romantic mood, he was willing to sit here with his wife and talk.

"My lady, today the new prefect sent a letter of amnesty, and the chief of the stronghold consulted with everyone. I think the chief of the stronghold wants to be amnesty. I heard that the chief of the stronghold used to be an official."

Zhou Leng frowned slightly and said, "The prefect came to attack right after taking office. If the attack failed, he wanted to surrender. I always feel that he has no good intentions."

Yao Qing took his wife's hand and stroked it. He whispered, "The prefect is a newly-appointed scholar. He became the prefect because of his connections. Do you know his name?"

Zhou Leng replied: "How would I know?"

Yao Qing stared into the man's eyes and said, "The new prefect's name is Cheng Zheheng. Do you know him?"

Zhou Leng frowned slightly. Isn't this the young master that her original body served? She turned her head to look at the man staring at her. She smiled and said deliberately:

"Of course I know him. Could it be that the young master has already passed the high school entrance examination and became the prefect? ​​I followed the young master to take the exam and was kidnapped to the mountain. But I don't blame the young master. I grew up with the young master in the Cheng family. If the young master is the new prefect, even if he has ulterior motives, he will let you and I live a good life for my sake."

Yao Qing's face turned green. He looked at his wife's smiling face when she mentioned the other person and said sourly:

"I have heard about your story before. Your young master abandoned you and fled with his men, which shows that you have no place in his heart. Now that he is the prefect, he is probably a venomous snake even if he is recruited. Don't call me young master."

Zhou Leng looked at the other man gritting his teeth, she stood up and walked over to sit on the man's lap, hugged his neck with both hands and said:

"Sir, you are just jealous. Your wife is not that stupid. You are the only one in my eyes and heart. Why are you testing me?"

Yao Qing stretched out his hand and held the man in his arms. He said in a low voice:

"I can't accompany you to study and paint, I can't let you wear silk and satin, and I can't ask you to embroider to supplement the family income. I'm afraid you don't want to live like this. The young master you talk about is so dashing and elegant, how can I compare to him?"

Zhou Leng kissed his forehead and said, "You. Think too much. I only like you, and I don't like any other elegant men."

The man picked up the woman and went back to the room, closed the door, blew out the light and went to sleep. There was no jealousy between husband and wife that could not be resolved by a good night's sleep.

The next day.

Madam Wang brought her needlework basket to chat with Zhou Leng.

Two people were sitting by the window in the house, one was embroidering and the other was making clothes.

Madam Wang asked tentatively, "Did Yaotou tell you about the amnesty yesterday?"

Zhou Leng said without looking up:

"My lord, you did say something. The prefect was my master since I was little. Unfortunately, he left me behind to escape. This also canceled out the kindness the Cheng family showed me. We can only be strangers from now on."

Madam Wang stood up and looked out the window, then closed the window and leaned over to Zhou Leng and whispered, "Sister Yirong, you grew up together, so you know a lot about him. What do you think about recruiting him..."

Zhou Leng replied: "The human heart is hard to predict, and the sea water is hard to measure."

Madam Wang twitched her lips slightly and said:

"But the leader was blinded by gold, silver and wealth. You know he was on the way to exile after killing someone, so he became a bandit. He was a man who passed the imperial examination, and the idea of ​​being loyal to the emperor and patriotic to be a famous official was deeply rooted in his bones. Sanyuan Village has never attacked good families or robbed houses, but only collected some money from the merchants passing by. I think this thing will succeed, and then you and I can go to the capital to be a wife."

Zhou Leng looked at Madam Wang and wondered in her heart what Lin Qiushi and his wife meant by letting Madam Wang test her or seeing Yao Qing's attitude through her. What did they think? She answered casually:

"No matter what the day is, it's fine as long as you are by my side."

This love-brained remark made Lady Wang secretly roll her eyes. In fact, she came here today just to see the attitudes of Yao Qing and his wife, but in the end she didn't find out anything.

In the evening, the two couples talked about what happened that day.

Yao Qing was writing big characters. In order to have more topics to talk about with his wife and get some stimulation from his master, he had been practicing calligraphy every day.

Zhou Leng hugged his waist from behind, putting all her weight on him. She whispered, "Sir, what do you think the Queen meant today?"

Yao Qing replied: "One wants to surrender, the other wants the village. I think the mountaintop, which has just calmed down, is going to cause trouble again."

Zhou Leng asked: "What about you, what do you want to do?"

Yao Qing was silent. Han Shaoyong had done him a favor, so he couldn't betray him. But he didn't want to surrender. In fact, Lin Qiushi didn't want to surrender. Who wants to be a bandit in the mountains instead of a minor official in the capital? But how long can this illusory era of peace and prosperity last?

"I don't want to help." He was silent again and asked, "Madam, do you want to go to the city? You don't like the mountain life here, do you?"

Zhou Leng lay on him and laughed out loud. Deep love is humble. This poor little Yao Qing was really temporarily controlled by her. She couldn't help but rub her face against his back and said:

"Don't think too much. I can be with you anywhere. Besides, I like it here. What's wrong with the mountains? I am a country girl."

Yao Qing put down his pen, turned around and hugged his wife. He whispered, "I always feel that troubled times are coming. Only in this mountain can I protect you. Although we are not rich, we are safe and secure."

Zhou Leng patted his back and said, "I know, don't worry, sir."

The two people's embracing figures were projected on the window, looking very affectionate.