Struggle in Ancient Times
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The apprehensive expressions on the faces of those individuals sharply contrasted with the helplessness evident on Liao Tingyu’s face.

However, when one person spoke, those kneeling on the ground persisting in discussing their recent activities.

Liao Tingyu muttered to himself, “Idiot. Those unaware might think I was tortured for a confession. At least they are treated well with good food, drinks, and a decent place to live.”

“Until you behave properly, continue doing this. If you commit crimes in the future, my cell will be open for you at any time,” Liao Tingyu finally said.

“Sir, don’t worry. I’ve changed my ways and won’t commit crimes again. In the future, I’ll be filial to my elders, love my wife, and care for my son,” the younger man quickly expressed, pulling out an oily copper plate from his belongings.

“This is the money I earned today. I’ll give it to my wife, keeping none for myself. I’ll strive to be a good husband, son, and father. Yesterday, I also gave money to my wife; I bought meat, mainly for my son. I only had a bit, and only eat all the vegetables.”

Liao Tingyu, perplexed by the man’s thoughts, maintained composure. He listened to the ramblings, seizing the moment when the man paused to swallow and remarked, “Alright, that’s commendable. Keep it up, and your son will be filial in the future. By the way, I have urgent matters to attend to. Please help me gather people in your village who can’t afford food; they need assistance.”

Upon hearing Liao Tingyu’s request, the person had a chance to change his mind and swiftly took action. Although the efficiency was not outstanding, it was usually high.

Huang Zilan and the squires snickered as they observed the scene, while the officers and soldiers maintained serious expressions to avoid a negative impression on their superiors.

The village chief, arriving late, likely busy in the fields, inquired about Liao Tingyu’s purpose in visiting Xiahe Village.

Liao Tingyu cut to the chase, “Go and bring the poor peasants in your village.” He had no time for formalities, with numerous tasks on his agenda.

The person called over appeared apprehensive, holding back concerns in front of the crowd.

Liao Tingyu addressed the villagers, “We are here today because I have heard that people in my jurisdiction are lacking foods and clothes in the winter. I am very heartbroken, so I summoned kind-hearted people in the county to donate and help our poor people. Please don’t dislike it, although we couldn’t give out much but I hope everyone would be comfortable in this winter.”

Surprised by the unexpected assistance, the villagers couldn’t believe their luck. Some elders couldn’t control their tears at all.

When receiving the food from the county dignitaries. Everyone knelt down and thanked them profusely, never anticipating such help. Some even directly knelt and shouted, “Thank you, Sir, thank you, County Magistrate. You are all good people, and may you live a long life.”

Witnessing this scene, many felt a swell of pride, recognizing that this benevolence belonged to them. Reflecting on their kindhearted actions, they proudly left their names on a stone tablet at the vegetable market entrance for the entire county to see.

This sense of accomplishment resonated deeply. For what else does one live if not to uphold their reputation?

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Before this winter, many in Linxian County perceived the county magistrate as unkind. However, as winter passed, opinions shifted, seeing the county magistrate as a harbinger of good fortune. Life in Linxian improved under his guidance.

Furthermore, many households now possessed longevity tablet for the county magistrate, a testament to the positive impact he had on their lives.

Even the wealthy benefited from his policy, but the county magistrate’s virtuous example facilitated convenience for Liao Tingyu to do things.

He thought of the cattle, sheep, and horses owned by the affluent residents, those wealthy people must have connections with foreign countries.

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Before departing, the fourth prince sought out Liao Tingyu, and the two engaged in a fishing trip by a small pond. “Teacher, I’m leaving tomorrow. Is there anything you want to give me?”

Liao Tingyu eyed Song An curiously. “Why ask me for something? I recall giving you two prescriptions, and it seems you’ve already started implementing them. I know you’re making daily arrangements, perhaps not as wealthy as the enemy, but you’re certainly accumulating wealth. Logically, shouldn’t you be the one giving me money?”

“Teacher, I sold the shop early on and spent a considerable sum. It all came from my private treasury, and I still owe you money. I haven’t repaid you yet,” Song An explained, his heart aching at the thought of his depleted treasury, having gifted valuable items like pigeon-egg-sized pearls and crystal carvings.

His eldest brother, too, always calling out poor all day and demanding money freely from him.

He also had a substantial 40% share of the earnings!

“That’s because you never ask. Learn from the iron rooster’s way of settling accounts. Tell him straightforwardly that if he wants a share, he should invest first. You come with nothing but still wanted a share in what I worked hard to earn?” Liao Tingyu suggested with a sly smile.

Song An, feeling the weight of his precarious situation, didn’t talk about it anymore, “Teacher, I heard you’re only allowed to carry one tael. Is that true? There’s a term among the people called ‘henpecked.’ Can you explain what that means?”

Liao Tingyu, tempted to slap him, found Song An increasingly annoying.

As Song An left, he handed Liao Tingyu a box, filled with gold. Regret crossed Liao Tingyu’s mind upon opening it. Why did he have to reveal the contents in front of everyone?

Simultaneously, Song An opened a box he received, finding cassava and a note inside.

“Fourth Prince, don’t think I’m playing tricks. I’m serious,” Song An read out loud with a smirk, continuing to read the note.

“This isn’t for eating; it’s for planting. You might know it as cassava, but it’s also called sweet potato. It grows anywhere, is filling, and solves food shortages. It’s not poisonous, but if it sprouts, don’t eat it or you will be poisoned.”

“It can also be used to make sugar. I’ve included the recipe. Take a look, use it if you find it useful. You’ve called me teacher for so long without any reply, I told you I will think about it but don’t ponder on my promise. I’m still you to take disciple. Okay no more wasting ink, safe travel.”

Song An read the words, wiping the corners of his eyes. The guard, entering suddenly, inquired, “Your Highness, what’s wrong?”

“It’s okay, continue. I’m just feeling a bit emotional. No need to worry.”

“Yes, but Your Highness, I must say, banquets may end, but you and the magistrate will still exchange letters. No need for such finality. When the crown prince succeeds in the future, you can pursue your own path.”

These words awakened Song An. He had no ambition for uniting the countries; once his brother ascended the throne, he could find peace.

He decided, “You’re right. I’ll assist my eldest brother diligently when I return. I’ll practice martial arts with Grandpa and be a support for my teacher and his family. They can rely on me from now on.”

The guard, pleased with his master’s renewed determination, later witnessed the transformation of the once well-behaved boy into a man as tall and majestic as himself. Filled with guilt, he retreated to the corner. It was all his fault!

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All of Linxian County enjoyed a pleasant winter thanks to the donated food, and Huang Zilan’s organized food delivery activities gained recognition, even among the wealthy.

As always, there were those driven to despair by life who would criticize, no matter the kindness shown. Offering money for them to buy what they needed was deemed hypocritical, yet withholding aid led to accusations of being rich and unkind.

It was difficult!

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In this elegant manor, the wealthiest individuals of the county gathered for a discussion.

“Brothers, we’re here today to talk. What do you think the county magistrate is planning?” inquired a shrewd-looking man.

“This…” None present were fools. Since the county magistrate’s arrival, the entire county underwent profound changes. They had intended to carefully assess his character, but his connections proved unexpectedly strong.

Before they could take action, the border guard, General Zhao, suppressed them. When they considered making a move, the fourth prince appeared, often visiting the county government office.

“No one seems eager to voice their thoughts, so let me express my opinion first.”

A wealthy man, Yue Peng, stood up. “I, Yue Peng, will be direct. We’re all family here, so I’ll be frank.”

“Brother-in-law, please speak,” several raised their glasses.

“I believe this person isn’t an enemy. He’s ruthless and employs any means to achieve his goals,” Yue Peng stated bluntly. “However, he’s also loyal, exuding a gentleman’s demeanor. Regardless of his actions, there’s a method to his madness.”

“If he harms our interests, we may consider resisting, but let’s not forget that he earned us a reputation. Although it served his purpose, he secured something we couldn’t achieve for generations. The last time he took us to see the fourth prince, we, with a bit of wealth, could meet such noble individuals solely because of him. He willingly showed kindness to us, so there’s no need to trouble him.”

“Brother-in-law, I agree with your reasoning. But that’s precisely the issue. He has us firmly in his grasp, and we have no leverage against him. I bet he knows all our information. If he wants to act against us, we won’t even have room to resist,” Zhuang Hou remarked, sipping his wine.

“What have we done then? Have we committed murder and arson? Bullied the weak? Raped someone? None of it. We’ve simply worked hard to accumulate family property,” Yue Peng responded confidently. “If you’re upright, you’re not afraid of slanted shadows.”

“True, we’ve been conducting ourselves cautiously. Each family member has earned their status with their own efforts. However, the more successful we become, the more we risk walking on the edge,” expressed the eldest, Xu Jing. He bore the weight of this path alone, fearing that any mishap would result in blame for all.

Everyone understood this concern, but it was hard to voice it in front of him, so it was better for Xu Jing to said it.

Upon hearing these words, silence fell over the gathering. This path had yielded substantial benefits, but its danger was undeniable. Despite the risks, no one present harbored regrets.

“I don’t think it’s that dire. After all, the two sides haven’t clashed for a long time. It’s merely a minor skirmish.”

“Will he understand that perspective? After all, he is a scholar.”

No one answered; no one could. Perhaps only the county magistrate could offer insight on this matter.

The gathering concluded, leaving the attendees with a clear conscience, having not betrayed their country.

Yet, it remained a fact that they had some business with the foreign countries.

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In the county government office, Liao Tingyu remained oblivious to the speculations and discussions circulating among many people. He harbored ambitions for significant endeavors.

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