The Jiang family soldiers armed with swords and armor at the door suddenly became wary when they saw a group of unfamiliar faces, and their eyes were full of aggression.

This is also one of the characteristics of soldiers. Once they go to the battlefield and see blood, they will arouse their ferocity.

However, at this time, an old farmer stopped in front of them. While giving them a look, he stood in front of the man in plain black with an apologetic smile on his face.

The old farmer is their elder and the father of one of the Jiang family children.

Of course they can be soldiers outside, wielding knives and guns to scare other people. But if they dare to do this at home, their parents will let them know what fried pork with bamboo strips is.

To govern the world with filial piety, the clan is the ultimate embodiment of filial piety.

Even Jiang Jucai was already the deputy commander of the cavalry of the Nanchun Army, the deputy commander of a hundred-man cavalry. However, the Nanchun Army was formed by local powerful people after all, and there were no large horse farms in the south. The one hundred cavalry might be the entire cavalry army.

Being able to be a deputy shows that one has indeed made great achievements in battle, while a full-time position requires connections.

But even so, Jiang Jucai did not dare to beat his father. If he was beaten today, his reputation would be completely ruined tomorrow, and he would be nagging others for the rest of his life.

The Jiang family soldiers were too young to have seen Gu Wen, but they also knew that the matter was not simple, so they all restrained their arrogance and looked at the man in front of them curiously.

The man had black hair and black eyes, and an ordinary face. He looked around with curious eyes and nodded with satisfaction from time to time.

“Jiangjiacun is pretty good.”

The villagers' faces are rosy, the roads are well maintained, and the clans are united. As soon as they see outsiders entering the village, at least half of the village's young adults come.

Obviously Jiang Fugui obeyed his orders. Although he controlled most of the land, he did not treat the villagers in the clan as tenant farmers. Instead, he used it to win people's hearts.

Clan is a dregs in modern times, but it was definitely an advanced system in ancient times, and a united clan is an advanced representative of rebellion.

It is said that times make heroes. Unless you have extraordinary talents, trust is more important than ability.

Just like the army, ferocity is useless in the face of stability. When leading troops to fight, it depends on who is more stable, and the same is true for rebellion.

Even if he couldn't rebel, according to his original trajectory, Gu Wen could become a rich man, marry a well-matched and beneficial wife, and have a few beautiful concubines.

Nanshui is far away from the northern plains, and there has never been any war.

Suddenly, Gu Wen felt a slight chill down his spine, and for some reason Yu Hua looked at him with a faint look.

He came back to his senses and asked, "Where is Jiang Fugui?"

"It's right inside. Go and ask the master to come out to see Mr. Wen."

As soon as the old farmer finished speaking, the eyes of the Jiang family soldiers suddenly changed. These two words are not unimportant to the Jiang family.

Because quite a part of the people in the water house are working for Gu Wen, and their children will naturally want to be water men when they grow up.

The most common sentence I hear is, ‘When you are strong enough, go and seek a living under Master Wen’.

Is this the legendary Master Wen?

Gu Wen ignored the glances of the people around him, waved his hand and said, "I'll just go in and find him."

Then he walked in and saw a child looking at ants on the ground behind the gate. Gu Wen walked over and rubbed the child's head and said with a smile, "Do you still remember me? Juxian."

Jiang Juxian, the youngest son of Jiang Fugui.

Contrary to Jiang Jucai's cleverness, Jiang Juxian has been a bit dull since he was a child. Fortunately, he has no problems with his IQ.

The child sniffed and said in a bright voice, "It's Mr. Wen!"

"You are quite smart. Come and take me to see your father."

Gu Wen picked up Jiang Juxian, and then walked all the way into the second courtyard under his guidance. The Jiang family's mansion was not simply used for residence. The structure was similar to a Wubao. This was also specially arranged by Gu Wen to resist bandits.

He touched the rough stone wall and knocked on its strength. On the side, Akabane punched a hole.

The speed and strength were so condensed that it did not cause any shock or damage to places other than the fist.

"What are you doing?"

"Seeing how rare you are, I thought you were some treasure of the Sanqing Dao Sect."

"Match it up for me."

Gu Wen continued to move forward, and the quarrel became clearer. He asked, "What happened to your father and your eldest brother?"

Jiang Juxian replied: "My eldest brother went to do big things, and my father was very angry."

Sure enough, it was the children who made their own decisions.

Gu Wen was a little surprised at first. Maybe Jiang Fugui had an idea. When he became a landlord, he suddenly became very courageous and started to rebel against others.

Now is not the time to rebel.

The imperial court of Daqian looks in tatters, but as long as the dominance of the government still exists and as long as most places recognize the imperial court, it will be difficult for Daqian to defeat it. Excluding all extraordinary powers, Daqian is still not completely destroyed.

Someone needs a final kick, but this kick can easily crush you to death.

The Nanchun Army fought for more than half a year and only occupied a ferry and a few surrounding towns. It was not even a big deal to kill the county guard.

So it's just a kid's joke.

Gu Wen walked out of the corner of the long and narrow walkway and happened to see Jiang Jucai and his mother in the yard. The door of the house in front was closed.

Jiang's mother patted the door, "Master, Master, Jucai is young and ignorant. Jucai must apologize to your father. Kneel down and kneel down!"

"Let him go! Even if I starve to death, I don't want to see this beast. If he wants to force me to death, I will keep standing outside!"

Jiang Fugui's angry voice came from inside.

Jiang Jucai's face was stiff and he didn't want to express anything, and there was a faint look of fear on his face. If it weren't for the courage he had developed on the battlefield during this period, he would not have dared to talk back to his father.

But he didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Suddenly a familiar voice came.

"We haven't seen each other for a while, have you and your son turned against each other?"

Jiang Jucai suddenly looked back and saw an ordinary man walking towards him with his younger brother in his arms, followed by various 'strange people' behind him.

The spell to maintain the disguise will consume mana, although it is not too much, but you can save as much as you can.

A goddess with no face in fluttering white clothes, a ghostly short-haired girl carrying a sword box, and a very handsome and evil-looking man.

At the end is Qin Mian, a sword-wielding man who is also not very impressive.

Except for the face of the woman in white whose face cannot be seen clearly, the remaining two are too good-looking for mortals. It is not an exaggeration to call them strange people. People are creatures whose faces are judged, especially in ancient times. It would also be a problem if they were too ugly for the imperial examination.

Failed.

When Akabane saw someone looking at her, she subconsciously wanted to say, "Pull your eyes out."

But when he thought that Gu Wen knew him, he just turned his head and stamped his feet impatiently.

"Master Wen?"

Jiang Jucai couldn't believe it, but when Jiang's mother saw this, she immediately exclaimed: "Master, Master Wen is here! Master Wen is here!"

A voice came from the door: "Even if the King of Heaven comes today, I won't open the door!"

It’s also like being a child again.

Gu Wen twitched the corners of his lips, raised his voice slightly and said, "It's me who is rich and noble."

There was silence in the room for a while, followed by a burst of chaotic movement, and then the door was suddenly pushed open.

When Jiang Fugui saw Gu Wen standing in the courtyard, tears filled his eyes immediately, and he rushed towards him in three steps. Gu Wen quickly pressed his forehead with his quick eyes to prevent him from jumping on him.

"Master! You are finally here!!!"

The biggest boss in Jiangjia Village, the father of the young man in silver armor who has become famous recently, is now holding Gu Wen's thigh and crying without any image.

The people around him were stunned, especially Jiang Jucai. He knew that his father was loyal to Gu Wen, but he didn't expect to be so loyal.

The slave's scolding was not unjust.

He was thinking this in his heart, but he didn't say it directly.

And how could Jiang Fugui not be excited? In troubled times, Gu Wen was his only support.

Whether the several hundred acres of land in Jiangjia Village can be defended does not depend on himself, Jiang Jucai, or the young adults in the village, but on Gu Wen. Because in troubled times, only ability is judged and unreasonable. If the ability is not good, you will be eaten.

He was also a person who had seen the world in Bianjing Longqiao and knew exactly what his son and those Nanchun troops were.

Gu Wen looked at Jiang Fugui, who had runny nose and tears, and wanted to slap him on the forehead, but considering that his children and wife were all around, he had to give him a little dignity.

He is still very considerate of others.

Dragging Jiang Fugui, who was crying profusely, back to the house, his wife comforted him and wiped away his tears.

Gu Wen sat in the main seat in the lobby very naturally, and Yu Hua sat on the right side.

Chi Yuzi and Jun Yan were sitting on the left side, both of them closed their eyes to relax and were not interested in mortal things.

Qin Mian and Jiang Fugui's family were all standing there. Sometimes hierarchy is invisible and does not need to be expressed.

Jiang Jucai, perhaps because he was young and energetic, came to the right side and sat down on his own, and then a mountain of pressure suddenly fell on his head.

Chi Yuzi and Jun Yan opened their eyes. The former looked at him with some doubts, while the latter only looked at him a few times.

Without malice, as in confusion, how dare this mortal sit down?

But just a slight subconscious disapproval made Jiang Jucai, a mortal, feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
To be continued...