After Transmigration, Her Whole Family Are Villains

Commander Jiang's efficiency was off the charts.

If he said you'd die at the third watch, he definitely wouldn't delay until the second watch.

He'd send you off at the first watch.

His main focus was on being efficient and outstanding.

On the first day his daughter gave birth, and on the second day he began reorganizing Dwarf Horse Town.

With his rich experience from Ming County and Jingzhou Prefecture City,

He found reorganizing Dwarf Horse Town even more manageable.

This place was actually a transportation hub, always a mix of good and bad elements, with poor public security, but because of good economic development, it was populous.

Many were desperate criminals seeking fortune or gambling with their lives.

First, he rounded them all up.

Starting with interrogating these criminals, then arresting them one by one, he combed through the entire Dwarf Horse Town.

The common people who honestly worked for a living weren't actually affected, but rather benefited from this. With fewer bad people around, they no longer suffered multiple layers of oppression and could even earn a little money.

Of course, those wealthy gentry and powerful families suffered. With many people in their households and great power, how could there not be those who had done bad things?

Jiang Changtian, just as he had done in Ming County, made everyone hand over two-thirds of their family property.

Back then he was a rebel, now he was a government official, but he was doing the same thing.

Different identity, same persistence.

To everyone, Commander Jiang would cry sincerely once, saying, "My daughter was almost harmed, it would have been three lives lost.

I haven't killed your entire family, which is already accumulating virtue for the newborns. Collecting a little compensation for mental anguish isn't too much, right?"

In short, Commander Jiang, famous for amassing wealth, gave everyone in Dwarf Horse Town another serious demonstration of what wealth accumulation meant. If he didn't take 90% of your family's wealth, that wasn't called accumulating wealth, that was called leaking wealth.

Jiang Yu stayed in her room every day for postpartum confinement. Although she was greedy for food, she strictly followed the rules of not going out for walks and not being exposed to wind.

Women's bodies are very weak after childbirth, and with the poor medical conditions at that time, once they caught a cold, they basically couldn't be saved. They must avoid wind; getting some heat rash was better than losing their life.

Jiang Yu solidly stayed in the inn for a full month, not going out even for a day.

A month is both long and short, mainly because she was happy eating different postpartum meals every day.

Watching the two fuzzy babies expand like rising dough, her days were too fulfilling.

At first, they were like hairless little mice, but now they were already like two little piglets.

Both boys were growing well.

Although they were twins, they were very easy to tell apart.

The older one, weighing over five jin, had a square face.

The younger one, weighing over four jin, had a round face.

Jiang Yu gave them nicknames: the older one was called Big Goose, and the younger one was called Little Goose.

Their formal names would be given by their great-grandfather, who had the highest seniority.

A message had been sent to Old General Meng at the border.

If Old General Meng knew that his grandson had gotten two sons in one go, who knows how happy he would be.

He'd probably hug a bottle of strong liquor and have a drink.

On this day.

Finally.

A month had passed.

Jiang Yu had completed her postpartum confinement.

She could finally change clothes, wash her hair, take a bath, get all cleaned up, and felt like she had lost five jin off her body.

She could finally go outside.

She opened the door.

Even the cold wind outside felt dear.

Her husband was holding Little Goose, her aunt was holding Big Goose, and a bunch of maids, old women, and bodyguards followed.

Outside, not knowing what day it was, people were actually setting off firecrackers.

And the streets were much cleaner and wider, strangely reminiscent of Jingzhou.

There were even signs for Home Inns on the street, and even suite hotels. One by one, item by item, it was strangely familiar, as if she had just spent a month in confinement and teleported back to Jingzhou.

The common people and powerful families of Dwarf Horse Town were beating gongs and drums today because it was said to be the day the curfew was lifted, and also the day Commander Jiang's daughter came out of confinement.

Her one month of confinement had been accompanied by everyone in Dwarf Horse Town for a month.

She had eaten and drunk well during confinement, with her husband accompanying her to play with the babies.

Others hadn't eaten or drunk well, living in fear, afraid that Commander Jiang would suddenly discover lawbreakers in their families and half the family would disappear.

Finally, the confinement was over.

Everyone celebrated and rejoiced with all their might!

Beating gongs and drums, celebrating together.

Dwarf Horse Town was privately called Yuezi Town by these people, because starting from this month, the entire town had undergone huge changes. (Copied from reader comments, the name Yuezi Town.)

It had become two parts, one part a military stronghold, one part a commercial center.

Commander Jiang severely cracked down on all kinds of crimes. Although currently it was very unfriendly to a large part of the population, in the long run, it actually promoted commercial development.

And later, rumors about Little Madam Meng being a femme fatale grew even stronger.

It was said that because she was in confinement and couldn't go out to play, the people of an entire town accompanied her in not being able to go out to play... even Daji reborn couldn't compare.

Jiang Yu's face had become rounder, whiter, and more delicate.

The first thing she did after coming out of confinement was to hurriedly go eat clear soup dumplings.

She had only eaten half a bowl before giving birth, and there was still half a bowl left. She had been thinking about it for a month.

Fortunately, although many shops on the street had changed names, that clear soup dumpling shop was still there.

However, the nearby chain of outhouses had been moved farther away.

The tables and chairs were much cleaner, no longer on the roadside, but in a storefront, and there were no more street vendors setting up stalls randomly on the roadside.

Jiang Yu sat down and finally drank the steaming hot dumpling soup.

The dumplings bobbed up and down, white steam curling upwards.

She had given birth to children, and now she was eating dumplings. Everything had come full circle.