"Dad, this is written on the royal decree; would I deceive you?"
Yuan Yindi rolled her eyes directly when she saw her father’s reaction.
"Ha, hahaha, hahaha..."
After receiving Yuan Yindi’s confirmation, Old Yuan couldn’t help but laugh aloud, his previous lancholy completely dissipated at that mont.
With Marquis Wugong gone, those hills on the south side of the village beca ownerless.
In other words, their family’s livelihood was secured.
Such good news naturally called for a celebration.
Thus, the Yuan Family had at for dinner again.
Early the next morning, Yuan Yindi and the others didn’t even need to go to the governnt office in Yunyang City to inquire, because a governnt officer arrived in Beishan Village bringing the latest announcent from the city guard.
The forests and fields around Beishan Village had now beco unclaid land. The emperor issued a special decree that the confiscated fields were to be distributed free of charge to the villagers based on the village’s population.
As for the forests, the villagers of Beishan were allowed to clear them, and the land they opened up naturally belonged to those who did the clearing.
The emperor’s decision was in effect a lifting of the punishnt on this branch of the royal family in Beishan Village, even though their royal lineage was still not acknowledged, at least their days would slowly improve.
Since the Yuan Family settled in Beishan Village, they naturally benefited greatly.
"Thank heaven for its blessing!"
"Thank the Lord!"
"Long live the emperor’s benevolence..."
When the news ca from the governnt officer, all the villagers of Beishan Village erupted in cheers.
"Old man, our family’s luck is just too good, isn’t it?"
While Yuan Pandi and the others went with the villagers and governnt officer to confirm their allotted land, Mrs. Zeng sat on the warm kang bed with Old Yuan, both full of joy.
Who could have thought that yesterday they were worried about how to endure future days, and today everything has completely changed.
"This is all thanks to Jiaojiao!"
Old Yuan stroked his beard, attributing all this to Yuan Bao, his treasured eldest granddaughter.
"Old man, you better not say this outside!"
Upon hearing Old Yuan’s words, Mrs. Zeng’s expression suddenly changed, "Last ti, when we left Jiaojiao at ho, rember that incident; don’t let a healed scar make you forget the pain!"
"You don’t need to say anything; I rember!"
Old Yuan cast a glance at his wife, "Do you think I wanted to divide the family for no reason?"
"Is what we have now considered a division of the family?"
Mrs. Zeng glared at Old Yuan, "You say the family is divided, yet now we eat together, work together, how is that a division?"
Hearing Old Yuan talk about dividing the family, Mrs. Zeng’s expression beca more stern.
"How is this not a division?"
Old Yuan stiffened his neck, glaring at Mrs. Zeng, "If it weren’t for that rascal Shougui being unworthy and provoking Miss Sheng, our family would still be over in Shiqu Village in Sanchuan City, waiting for spring to build new houses, and each family would naturally live separately."
"Now, we’re like this because we have to stick together."
"Besides, you’ve seen in recent tis, Jiaojiao’s three aunts have been treating her much better than before."
"I’m worried they’re just putting on a show!"
Mrs. Zeng sighed, "Other families favor the boys, but in our family, Jiaojiao receives the best treatnt. The eldest, second eldest, and third eldest households are all holding their breath!"
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