After wearing it: I traded a pig for a man.

"Jiang Yunning!" Granny Yang cursed, "You actually dared to buy a man?!"

"You old hag, who are you calling names!" Wang Cuihua stood in front of her.

Granny Yang was furious. She raised her hand and slapped Wang Cuihua across the face: "I can curse whoever I want! It's none of your business! If you can't stand it, go die! You damned old hag! You dare to trade my big fat pig for her!"

She had already taken all the valuables from the Jiang family and put them in her own possession.

"You!" Wang Cuihua covered her face, her chest aching with anger, and for a moment she was speechless.

Jiang Yun Ning frowned, supporting Wang Cuihua who had stumbled back two steps after being hit, his sinister eyes fixed on Granny Yang.

Granny Yang curled her lip in disdain: "Who in the village doesn't know that all our clothes are washed by your daughter! Our land was planted by you and Jiang Laosan carrying hoes. Your daughter practically begged my son to sleep with her. Like a lowly bitch. A daughter who's not even married yet and dares to be so promiscuous, ugh."

"Old Lady Yang!" the village head exclaimed anxiously.

This old woman Yang doesn't know her place; she dares to talk nonsense in front of the officials. How can he, the village head, put his face like that?

Although Granny Yang was scolded by the village head, she still felt she was in the upper hand and was full of pride, waiting for Jiang Yun Ning to kneel down and apologize to her.

Jiang Che, standing to the side, looked at her with disdain. He couldn't understand why Jiang Yun Ning didn't retaliate when she was being insulted like this.

That's absolutely undignified.

Jiang Yun Ning's body trembled slightly, as if the original owner's lingering consciousness was at work.

I don't know if it was from anger or fear.

But she wasn't the original owner of this body, and she wouldn't let Granny Yang bully her.

I've already died once, so who cares who she is? If she's not happy, then fight her!

"Jiang Che," she called out, "protect my mother."

Jiang Che frowned, instinctively disliking the commanding tone. But he still took half a step forward.

"What are you doing!" Granny Yang looked at Jiang Yun Ning who walked up to her, not taking her seriously at all.

He started cursing again: "You should sell your nephew to my son for money as soon as possible. I've already inquired around; there's an old, wealthy man in the county town who's into homosexuality, and he doesn't mind that your nephew is too young..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yun Ning had already raised her hands and slapped Granny Yang across the face twice.

Granny Yang was stunned by the slap, and before she could even speak, she was kicked hard in the stomach and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Granny Yang cried out.

Without pausing, Jiang Yun Ning lifted the hem of her clothes with both hands, straddled Yang Po Zi, and slapped her repeatedly.

"You spew filth, you brainless bastard. You hit my mother and even dared to sell my nephew. You dog, why don't you send your son to sell his asshole? If all else fails, the four of you can go together! At least you'll have company in bed. You heartless beast, calling you a beast is an understatement."

Her movements were so sudden that not only Granny Yang, but even Jiang Che didn't have time to react.

"Ouch!" The village headman stamped his feet anxiously, "Quickly pull it open!"

The women around them rushed forward to pull Jiang Yunning away, saying "Stop hitting her," but they couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes. Aunt Hua even secretly stepped on Granny Yang's hand.

"Sir, you flatter me." The village headman looked at Wang Dahe with a forced smile.

Wang Dahe was engrossed in watching, so he suppressed his smile, nodded, and remained silent.

Jiang Yunning broke out in a sweat and looked at Wang Dahe beside her.

In the original owner's memories, all she knew was that Wang Dahe was an official, but she didn't know his specific position. But he was an official, no less.

Jiang Che kept his eyes fixed on Jiang Yun Ning, not missing the fleeting glint of cunning in her eyes.

Like a little fox.

Jiang Che frowned. Had he ever seen a fox before?

"Sir! Please do justice for me!" Jiang Yun Ning ran to Wang Da He in a few steps and knelt down with a thud.

She pinched her thigh and burst into tears.

Wang Dahe was stunned for a moment, not expecting that he would get involved just by watching the excitement.

But with everyone around him watching, he couldn't just do nothing.

"Get up and speak," Wang Dahe said. This girl has already beaten that old woman so badly, what right does she have to make decisions for him?

Jiang Yunning stood up, her face full of humiliation.

"Sir, I admit that I did like Song Minglang in the past, and I even emptied my family's coffers to support his studies. But after all these years, Song Minglang has neither passed the imperial examination nor married me."

She wiped away her tears.

"I know the court is allowing us to buy slaves for the good of us common people, so I've come today to buy one to marry. But Granny Yang, why are you cursing me like this? Does she have a problem with the court's laws?!"

With just a few words, Jiang Yun Ning put a large pot over Yang Po Zi's head.

"I didn't!" Granny Yang was still lying on the ground.

Those people were only focused on pulling Jiang Yun Ning away, and no one offered to help her up.

"Besides, she slandered my reputation right off the bat. I can accept being wronged myself; it's my own fault for misjudging people. But there are so many unmarried girls in our village. If this affects the village's reputation, how will they ever get married?"

Jiang Yunning knew that it wouldn't be enough for her to do it alone; she had to involve the entire village.

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the onlookers changed.

"Old Yang, you have such a sharp tongue. If you ruin my Er Ya's marriage, I'll tear your mouth apart."

"Exactly! You're so old, yet you still don't think before you speak. Bah, shameless. You're spending Jiang Laosan's money and then bullying his daughter like this, you deserve to get beaten up."

The noisy shouting and cursing left Granny Yang momentarily at a loss. She repeatedly explained, "I wasn't talking about anyone else. I was just saying that Jiang Yun Ning is fickle. Why should she marry another man?"

"This isn't just any man!" Jiang Yun Ning turned around abruptly, her voice righteous and assertive. "This was given to me by the imperial court. It represents the court's deep concern for the people!"

Then she looked at Wang Dahe and said, "Sir, am I wrong to respond to the imperial court's call to buy a convict slave for marriage?"

Wang Dahe immediately frowned: "Of course that's right!"

"Old Woman Yang!" he roared, "How dare you go against the imperial court?"

Granny Yang was terrified and hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling: "Sir, spare my life! This old woman dares not!"

Taking the opportunity, Jiang Yuning moved closer to Wang Cuihua and asked, "Mother, did you bring any money?"

Wang Cuihua was still in shock and, without thinking much, took out two taels of silver from her pocket and stuffed it into her hand.

Jiang Che, who had been silent, seemed to understand what she wanted to do and frowned.

She actually tried to bribe officials?

Jiang Yun Ning weighed the silver in her hand, thinking, "You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."

She grabbed Wang Dahe's hand and knelt down again, then slipped the silver in her hand into his.

Wang Dahe's eyes flashed, and he clenched his fist to help the person up.

"Tell me whatever grievances you have. If I can't handle it, I'll take you to the county magistrate."

Of course, he just said it casually.

Everyone in the village is afraid of officials; a little scare and they all behave.

Upon hearing the name of the county magistrate, Granny Yang was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, crying, "Don't arrest me! I was wrong, I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

Jiang Yun Ning smiled with satisfaction and then said, "Sir, I have no other request than to have Granny Yang return all the silver she took from my house. If she doesn't have the silver, a written agreement will suffice."