It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 201

The governor's wife's method worked. Although there were still attacks on the mansion, they were much less frequent and smaller in scale.

In the dungeon, the chief steward of the Governor's Office stood outside the fence and curtly saluted the seated Governor Han, then said, "Governor Han, my master has instructed me to tell you that your wife's tactic of diverting the trouble to another place is quite effective.

Now the Governor's Office has to make every effort to resist the revenge of the Wu family. No one is guarding the dungeon anymore. Whether to leave or stay is entirely up to the governor.

If you are unlucky enough to encounter a fish that slips through the net, then your life or death will be at the mercy of fate."

Governor Han lost his previous composure. No matter how many people the Wu family sent, the Governor's Office would not be able to resist. Mo Xian's arrangement was absolutely intentional.

As for his wife's disclosure of her whereabouts to the assassin, Governor Han wasn't overly angry. If a man doesn't take care of himself, he'll be punished by heaven and earth. He had put them in danger first, and now this was merely tit-for-tat.

It’s just a pity…

Governor Han stood up, shook off the hay stuck to his outer robe, and resumed his cross-legged sitting position. He then looked up at the stunned steward and instructed, "Steward, please put a few more locks on the prison door and the outer gate as well."

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There are just the right variety of grains in Lingshui County, and Jiang Yan's heart is full of thoughts as he buys some home to grow and feast on.

However, she lacked farming experience and could not distinguish the quality of grains, so she chose the most expensive ones from the ones recommended by the store owner.

Half a pound of each kind. Although the quantity is small, there are many varieties, and the total price is scary. So when Jiang Yan paid, he kept comforting himself that there is gain only when there is loss.

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Lingshui County was very large, and Jiang Yan, carrying a heavy bamboo basket, barely crossed half of it by dark.

Late at night, when she lay down on the bunk bed in the guesthouse she had finally found, she suffered from insomnia again after a long time.

There was a constant snoring sound in Jiang Yan's ears, but her spirit and heart were beating restlessly.

Recalling the series of events that happened after she couldn't sleep last time, she sat up quietly and held the bamboo basket tightly against her chest.

After an unknown amount of time, there were bursts of horse hooves outside the house, followed by the endless barking of dogs and crowing of chickens, and screams that pierced the night.

The person who was sleeping in the house was awakened by the scream. When he opened his eyes, he saw a vague black shadow by the wall and was immediately frightened and screamed loudly.

She grabbed the person next to her tightly and said anxiously, "A thief has entered the house!"

"Where? Where?"

"Look out, it's right there!"

Where? The room was pitch black, and Jiang Yan could see nothing even with her eyes open.

I didn't expect that there were a bunch of poor people living in the lower-class room, and there were still thieves who were not willing to give up and sneak in.

She took out her newly bought kitchen knife and assumed a defensive posture based on her intuition. Thinking that she really didn't detect any movement, she pulled out a wooden stick from the bamboo basket, preparing for both offense and defense, which made her feel much more confident.

But not being able to see anything was very disadvantageous to their situation. Jiang Yan carefully moved towards the wooden table in her memory. She remembered that there was an oil lamp there that had not yet burned out.

The only person who could vaguely see the blurry shadow covered her mouth with her hand. The thief was moving around the house, probably holding a weapon. She was really scared, afraid that if she made a sound, her life would be in danger.

When will the store owner realize that something is wrong and come to catch the thief?

Jiang Yan was thinking the same thing after she touched the corner of the table. She concentrated on sensing her surroundings, and when she was sure there was no one close by, she struck the flint with her fastest hand to light the oil lamp, then grabbed her weapon and stood against the wall.

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The dim light of the oil lamp illuminated the awkwardness in the room.

Jiang Yan shook her numb legs slightly, then sat back in her original position as if nothing had happened.

The woman who first shouted that there was a thief looked left and right, pinched the soft flesh on her leg, closed her eyes and whispered, "You all heard someone screaming outside, right? I didn't mean to say that."