"You're really useless!" After hearing the commotion, Madam Jiang came into the room and saw a pool of blood on the floor. She said to the poor scholar with a look of disgust on her face.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have looked at your face in the first place. After marrying you, all you're good for is your face; nothing else about you is good."

"I have no strength left, and I can't do any field work well! Now I'm even spitting up blood!"

"Now your face looks like old tree bark. I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to marry a useless person like you!" Her voice was filled with anger.

Then, he stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

The poor scholar who was left behind had a dark and gloomy face!

A hint of madness shone in his lowered eyes!

At night, the poor scholar would find rat poison in his room and, without a change in expression, sprinkle it into a pot.

A sudden "creak!" sound rang out in the room, startling the poor scholar who was putting the medicine into the room.

Looking towards the door, I saw a cat push it open. Still worried, I went to the door again to check, and only felt relieved when I saw that no one was in the yard.

Then, just as she was about to bring the prepared dinner into the main room, Jiang Shi walked in from outside.

"The meal is ready," the poor scholar said to Madam Jiang, then walked into the main room. His face showed no emotion as he spoke, and his voice was calm and even.

"I understand," Jiang replied casually, but her eyes darkened slightly as she watched the poor scholar's departing figure.

Then they went to the main room, sat at the dining table, and prepared to eat.

The poor scholar watched as she was about to eat the bowl of rice, a smile playing on his lips!

Anyone who dares to insult him deserves to die!

However, just as the poor scholar was getting excited, Jiang Shi suddenly grabbed the bowl of rice, held the poor scholar's head with one hand, and forced him to drink it down his throat with the other!

"You've got some nerve, daring to harm your old mother. Go drink it yourself!" Jiang said fiercely, tightening her grip even more.

The poor scholar was caught off guard and was taken into custody, and the bowl of rice was forced into his stomach!

At this moment, the poor scholar looked panicked. Although he had thought that he didn't want to live anymore after waking up here and realizing that this place was different from before, he was still a little scared when he actually got to this point!

He struggled with his hands, but couldn't break free, and was eventually forced to drink a bowl of soup!

After that, the poor scholar sat on the ground, his face ashen, waiting for death!

After Jiang poured the drink, she looked calmly at the poor scholar, her face showing a hint of sternness.

"Wow, you've got some nerve, trying to harm me!"

"You didn't expect that, did you? I actually knew beforehand. What a wicked person you are!"

Jiang sat on the stool, her face full of anger, her voice filled with fierce rage.

"You! How could you!" The poor scholar sat on the ground, looking at Jiang Shi in front of him, his eyes blazing with anger and shame.

"What? You can do the first day of the month, but I can't do the fifteenth?" Jiang sneered at him.

After that, Jiang didn't speak to the poor scholar again and left directly.

She wasn't worried about the poor scholar's life, since the rat poison was the one she had bought to kill rats, but she had been tricked and bought fake poison instead!

Because it was embarrassing, they didn't tell anyone, and no deadbeat knew about it.

However, after this incident, she no longer wanted to be with him!

Now that she's divorced, she can remarry, and she doesn't have to stay in this dilapidated thatched hut anymore!

Meanwhile, the poor scholar on the other side, after waiting for half an incense stick's time, found that he had not vomited blood and died. Although he felt a little unwell, he was not in mortal danger, and a sense of joy welled up in his heart.

However, their joy was short-lived, as Jiang's family members, whom she had invited, barged into their home!

Without saying a word, they beat up the poor scholar as soon as they entered. After that, they packed up Jiang's dowry and took away all the useful things in the house.

Finally, after throwing a pre-written divorce agreement at the poor scholar, the group left.

Only the poor scholar was left lying on the ground, covered in wounds...

Half a month later,

Because Jiang had taken all the grain stored in the house, and there was no extra grain left, the poor scholar borrowed some grain from his brothers who lived with him in the village, enduring the disdain of his sisters-in-law!

After that, they made a living by digging for wild vegetables in the mountains.

Because of his memories of his past life, the poor scholar was naturally unwilling to be confined to this rural land, so he thought about going out to make his way in the world!

So, one morning, the poor scholar set off from home with some wild vegetable pancakes he had prepared in advance.

Driven by his deep longing for the capital, he headed straight for it!

When they got hungry on the way, they would go to the mountains to pick some wild vegetables and fruits, and when they got thirsty, they would find river water to drink and use bamboo tubes to hold the water!

After half a year, the poor scholar arrived at a place a hundred miles away from the capital. Soon, he would be able to reach the capital.

The poor scholar looked at the road ahead, a hint of joy in his eyes.

"We're almost there!" the poor scholar exclaimed, his voice filled with exhaustion, but also with a hint of excitement.

After saying this, the poor scholar quickened his pace and walked forward.

However, at that moment, a group of bandits appeared from the front.

Each of them wore a hint of anger on their face!

They jogged towards the poor scholar and surrounded him.

After they surrounded him, the leader of the bandits kicked the poor scholar to the ground.

"You poor beggar, you don't even have two coins on you, why did you run all this way, wasting my time! I've waited so long, and this is what I got!" His voice was filled with anger.

"I'm so angry! Everyone who passes by this road is always dressed in fine silks and satins, riding in a carriage, and they all have some money on them. But today I ran into a penniless wretch and didn't get anything. What bad luck!"

The poor scholar who was kicked to the ground also looked unwell, but because the other side had more people and was more powerful, he did not argue with them.

"Brother, don't be angry, don't be angry. It's just that we didn't check the almanac before we went out today. We can't do anything big."

"Yes, brother, how about I beat up this poor beggar to vent your anger?"

"Yes, absolutely. Give this stinking beggar a beating."

...

The bandit leader was still quite annoyed. He had been waiting for so long, only to be met with a poor beggar. He was furious!

"Brother, isn't our stronghold short of a chamber pot? How about it?" A henchman trotted up to the bandit leader and whispered, a wicked smile on his face.

"Not bad, this is acceptable." The bandit leader smiled after hearing his underlings' words and then said.

The anger in his voice had subsided somewhat.

"Men, take him away! It's late, let's head back!" the bandit leader shouted to the other bandits around him.

His voice carried a hint of seriousness.

“Yes, brother.” The other bandits replied one after another.

Subsequently, the poor scholar was tied up by the bandits and taken up the mountain!