Yun Qi did not introduce his identity, and Jiang Huaixu did not intend to reveal which royal family member he was. After all, she herself was not very clear about it, and only knew that he was a prince.

Seeing villagers and a group of soldiers talking in the distance, the two of them walked back quickly.

Jiang Zhengmao's voice could be heard from a distance, "General, we haven't done anything wrong. We've received the wooden plaque and our pulse has been felt. Why did you bring so many people here?"

"Even the great scholar is traveling with us. If you don't believe me, you can ask the great scholar." Jiang Boliang also said, rubbing his hands.

The leading officer raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down and asked Jiang Zhengmao, "Are you the leader of the team?"

Jiang Zhengmao trembled and admitted, "Yes, I am."

"Come with me."

Jiang Zhengmao wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered to Jiang Boliang, "Aliang, take care of the villagers. I'm leaving."

Jiang Boliang nodded worriedly and watched Jiang Zhengmao follow the military officer to a corner to talk in a low voice.

Second Grandpa stretched his neck to see what was happening over there with Jiang Zhengmao, but he couldn't make out what was going on. He felt for the silver bag in his arms and walked over to Jiang Boliang and took it out.

"Boliang, this is the silver that the villagers have collected, about 70 or 80 taels. If anything happens, you can take this money and talk to those military masters, and maybe it will be fine. They won't explain it clearly, and I, an old man, am not sure..."

Jiang Boliang's eyes moistened when he heard this. He consoled him, "Uncle, things haven't gotten to that point yet. We don't know the situation yet, so it's not necessarily a bad thing. Besides, if you give away all the money, how will you settle down in the future? Please take it back first."

"Second Grandpa, Dad, look at uncle's expression, how does it look like he did something bad?" Jiang Erlang pointed at Jiang Zhengmao, who had a happy face.

The two looked in the direction of Jiang Erlang's finger. Jiang Zhengmao, who had been trembling non-stop, now wanted to smile at the military officer. It was obviously not a bad thing, and it might even be a good thing. The two of them finally felt relieved.

Jiang Zhengmao was overjoyed to learn that they could settle down without paying any money. He gritted his teeth and took out a silver bag from his pocket, "Thank you for your trouble, General. Do we need to queue up to enter the city?"

The military officer weighed the silver bag, a look of satisfaction on his face. "Line up and get your licenses according to your household. It's up to you to choose whether to open up wasteland and settle down there or directly settle down in the villages."

Jiang Zhengmao thought for a moment and said, "Master, you can see that there are so many of us. I wonder if there's any way to group us together? We're all related, and it would be very troublesome if we were separated too far apart. It would be best if we could group us together, whether it's for land reclamation or something else."

The military master stuffed the bag into his arms, rolled his eyes, and thought of asking a question. He asked in a low voice: "What is the relationship between you and His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Jiang Zhengmao was stunned for a moment, finally understanding why they didn't have to pay the money. But when did they use this "His Royal Highness the County Prince" backdoor? Who was this "His Royal Highness the County Prince"?

His mind raced, and he quickly put away his bewildered expression. He bowed respectfully, "It is an honor for us to have the favor of His Highness the Prince. May I know your name, General? If I ever meet His Highness the Prince in the future, I will certainly speak well of you."

Upon hearing this, Jun Ye and Jiang Zhengmao exchanged a glance, both understanding each other. He coughed dryly twice and said, "It's not difficult to be separated together, but the place we're going to be separated to is remote and requires land reclamation. Are you willing?"

"Of course I am willing!"

On the way back, Jiang Zhengmao's steps were a little unsteady.

He was still wondering who that Prince was, but when he came to his senses, he realized that the villagers were surrounding him like an iron barrel.

"Village Chief, what did the military officer say to you? Why do you look so happy?"

"Can we settle down now?"

"What's the point of getting settled with ten taels of silver per person? Where can we get that much money at home?"

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"Stop arguing, stop arguing. Tomorrow morning we'll line up in the queue to enter the city. Don't worry about anything else now. Wait for my news and then go eat!"

Jiang Zhengmao wanted to drive them away, but the villagers, who had something on their minds, could not eat in peace and continued to surround him and ask questions.

His face flushed with anger. "What did I say? Huh? What did I say? Are you deaf or something? If you keep asking me, figure it out on your own! Go away, go do what you need to do!"

Seeing that the village chief was angry, the villagers didn't dare to come forward anymore. They swallowed their porridge with a lot of questions in their hearts.

Jiang Zhengmao pulled Jiang Huaixu, who was drinking porridge, to a corner and said, "Xu girl, tell your uncle if that Yun Qi is a prince."

Jiang Huaixu answered honestly: "I don't know, I only know his last name is Cang."

"Cang?" Jiang Zhengmao reacted and his voice became uncontrollably louder. "Guo Xing?!"

Jiang Huaixu nodded.

Jiang Zhengmao, whose legs were a little weak, took a step back and staggered.

Jiang Huaixu quickly reached out to help him, not quite understanding why Jiang Zhengmao suddenly became like this.

"Uncle..."

Jiang Zhengmao thought about how he used to call Yun Qi "boy" and how his little girl was so ignorant that she wanted to get close to Yun Qi. He suddenly felt that his head was not stable.

Waving her hands, she asked in a trembling voice, "Xu girl, His Royal Highness Yun... Prince Yun doesn't hold a grudge, right?"

"That can't be." Knowing what Jiang Zhengmao was worried about, Jiang Huaixu said, "We saved his life. Besides, if he held a grudge, why would he waive the money for us to enter the city?"

"Ah, yes, yes." Jiang Zhengmao clapped his head and agreed repeatedly, instantly becoming energetic. "That's good. I still need to discuss this with the villagers...Xu girl, you're with uncle. If you have any ideas, just tell me directly."

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