Boss An turned around, looked at An Que's trotting figure, and could only pray secretly in his heart. His father was going to the county government in the carriage of Princess Yiyun.

Perhaps the adults in the county government can take the face of Princess Yiyun and immediately issue the land deed.

Otherwise, the villagers in the village would have suffered for so many years. In the past few years, those families who put their land records under An Que's name have suffered a lot.

For the food to be paid, it is better to go to the rich man's house to rent a field to grow it.

"The conscience is really dark enough. The years of oppression are not enough, and I still want to get back and continue to oppress. If this kind of person really becomes a high-ranking official in the future, how will the people live."

He shook his head and sighed while driving the ox cart to his home.

If this is really chased back, those people's lives will be difficult in the future. I hope that An Que will not meet the bullock cart that will take him for a ride along the way.

Don't count on the carriage, even if someone has a carriage, they won't let An Que, a poor scholar with no power and power, take it.

"Old Niu, I have to wrong you these few days, so stay at home."

He has already said his words, his old cow's hoof is hurt, he can't go out to herd cattle anymore, he can only stay at home.

…

Just look at An Que, who was rushing to the county alone, thinking that his footsteps are pretty fast, and he should be able to catch up with Li Zheng.

Because just now, he was running faster than a bullock cart.

Originally, he wanted to spend some money and let the ox cart take him to the county, but he thought that if he chased him himself, he might be able to catch up with Lizheng, so he gave up the ox cart.

Even the uncle who was driving the cattle greeted him to get into the cart and refused to let him pay, but he didn't want to, so he just left.

But he has been driving for a long time, but he still hasn't seen Li Zheng's shadow.

"No way, is the ox cart that Lizheng is riding so fast?" He gasped for breath while continuing to walk forward, in order to catch up with Lizheng, he also risked everything.

In the past, he didn't want to walk a few steps. The scholar master who was raised to be thin and tender, insisted on walking so much.

But why can't he catch up with Lizheng? Is he riding in an ox cart?

"No, I have to keep going."

He pulled the skin on his neck with one hand, feeling his throat was burning, but he came out in a hurry and didn't bring any water, so he could only continue on his way.

"When I catch up, I must... must ask Brother Ziyu, what exactly does he want to do?"

Brother Qing Ke didn't do anything obviously, why did the two join hands to lie to him? He didn't offend them, and he got rid of the fields in his hands. What good would it do for them who are not from Anjia Village?

…

When An Que chased after Li Zheng, he was out of breath, and there was also the old patriarch.

"Father, you walk slowly, there is still time."

The patriarch's son watched his father panting every step, and really suspected that if he walked a few more steps, he would faint, so he persuaded him behind him.

This matter is not in a hurry, you can ask anytime, and there is no need to be in such a hurry on the road, is it?

"Why are you in no hurry?"

The old patriarch continued walking with one hand on his hip.

Why don't you be in a hurry, he had suspected before that the big girl, a woman, would have already made a fuss with An Jiuyue?

Could it be that she didn't get any benefits from An Jiuyue, so she thought of coming to his house to ask him for advice?

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