Wu Nian was going out, so his family naturally knew about it.
In the early morning, the whole family sat around a large round table to have dinner, including Chen, who was frail and pregnant.
Everyone stood in front of the hanging flower gate again to say goodbye to Wu Nian.
"Brother, you should be more careful when you are out than in Beishan Castle." Liu Xiang was very reluctant to let go of Wu Nian, holding Wu Nian's broad palm and reluctantly parting.
"Master." Mrs. Chen's face was pale and she needed Wu's support to stand. She bit her lip lightly and opened her mouth to speak, but she only called "Master".
If it weren't for her being such a sick person, she would be in trouble.
Why does he need to worry about so many things?
She felt guilty.
"Sir, take care of yourself all the way." Wang Ruyan came forward and blessed Wu Nian. Xiaohong followed closely and nodded quickly.
There are beauties, one big and one small. The clothes they wear remain the same, but their hair has changed. From the bun of an unmarried girl, it became the bun of a woman.
They are part of the Wu family. People who were born in Wu Nian will enter the Wu family's ancestral graves after death.
"Don't worry. Everything will be fine." Wu Nian showed a confident smile to the girls, then looked at Wang Ruyan and said, "Ruyan. I'll leave the house to you."
"Yes." Wang Ruyan looked back at the delicate Chen and nodded heavily.
Apart from that, Wu Nian had nothing to explain. He took the steel knife and stuck it in his waist, strode out of the house, met up with Zhang Jin, Long Qie, Sky Monkey Chen Jiagui and others, took many large carts with baggage, and headed north.
Wu Nian was a reasonable person and spent all his wealth, 1,500 taels of silver and half a box of Dongzhu, planning to buy century-old wild ginseng from Zhang Shiping.
But just in case, he divided the soldiers at Baihusuo into two parts.
Tieniu, Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng, Li Yong and others guarded Beishan Fort, and the others followed him to the north.
Beijiang County is half of the territory.
This time Wu Nian didn't want to cause trouble, so he chose a secluded path, bypassed Jiang County, and headed straight to the north.
The stronghold of the great businessman Zhang Shiping is in Dongyuan City. It is a city located on the frontier.
The local trade is extremely developed. The Mongolian people's furs, dongzhu, sea green, ginseng and other specialties, as well as tea, silk and various exquisite gadgets from the south, are all traded there.
Zhang Shiping has great influence in the local area.
The weather has turned cooler now, and it is also the time when the plague begins to subside.
Mosquitoes breed in summer, and ancient people didn’t pay much attention to hygiene. As far as Wu Nian knows, some people drink unboiled water all year round.
The plague arose naturally.
When the weather gets cooler, everything will get better.
When Wu Nian led everyone along a secluded mountain road to a mountain village, he felt a little uncomfortable.
This mountain village is called Lijiacun, and you can tell by the name. In the village, there are mostly people named Li. The mountain village is very remote. In my memory, the original owner came twice.
This was originally a very comfortable small mountain village.
There is not a lot of arable land in the village, but there are a lot of wild products on the mountains. The people in the village are very hard-working. Men, women and children of all ages can carry bamboo baskets on their backs and search for mushrooms, Ganoderma lucidum, medicinal materials and other wild products to sell in the mountains.
But when Wu Nian led people to the entrance of the mountain village, they saw white sails hanging on every house. Although no one cried, the people in the village were full of sadness.
There is a man named Li Guanghan in the mountain village. He is a friend of Wu's father. After Wu Nian thought for a while, he picked up a heavy bag of rice from the baggage, put it on his shoulders, and took Zhang Jin with him into the mountain village.
Following his memory, Wu Nian came to Li Guanghan's home. A five-room stone and brick house against the mountain, with a large open space in front of the door.
Wu Nian saw Li Guanghan sitting on a rock from a distance, holding a pipe in his hand and puffing away, his face full of sadness.
"Uncle Li. It's me. Xiao Wu. I'm here to see you." Wu Nian glanced at the white sail hanging at the door, sighed, then called out and strode over.
"It's Xiao Wu." Li Guanghan was stunned for a moment, then stood up and looked at Wu Nian with some uncertainty.
He hasn't seen Wu Nian for five or six years. I have heard that there is a tiger-killing Wu Nian in Beishan Fort, but it is probably not the same person.
In memory, Lao Wu's son didn't have the courage.
"Uncle Li. It's normal that you don't recognize me. I've grown taller and stronger." Wu Nian smiled and put down the rice bag on his shoulder. Said: "I haven't come to visit you for so many years. I'm really sorry. I just happened to pass by this time, and I brought some rice to honor you."
"Xiao Wu, you are interested." Li Guanghan was finally sure that this was Xiao Wu, with a slight smile on his face.
Immediately, Li Guanghan greeted Wu Nian warmly, and secretly told his daughter-in-law to get some mountain goods as a return gift.
The people in the mountains are simple, and they will not harvest Wu Nian's rice in vain.
When Li Guanghan talked to Wu Nian, they talked about Wu's father. He didn't even ask Wu Nian, the tiger-killer in Beishan Fort, whether it was you, Xiao Wu.
He didn't think about it at all.
Wu Nian asked about the situation at Li Guanghan's home. There are six adults in his family, including Li Guanghan and his wife, his eldest son and his wife, and his younger son and his wife.
Two died.
They are Li Guanghan's wife and youngest son respectively.
And from what Li Guanghan said, his family is considered good. There is a house where everyone is dead.
"It's all life. God wants to take people's lives. How can we ordinary people stop it?" Li Guanghan took out his smoking gun and sighed.
Wu Nian and Zhang Jin shook their heads, what fate. Only by refusing to accept your fate can you change your fate.
The situation in Beishan Fort is much better.
"I hate that my official position is too small. If I were a county magistrate, or a prefect, or a thousand households, or something. I could have saved more lives."
Wu Nian thought to himself.
Wu Nian exchanged some words with Li Guanghan, refused Li Guanghan's offer to stay for a meal, and did not ask for Li Guanghan's mountain goods. He took Zhang Jin with him and returned to the village entrance empty-handed.
Then the team set off again, heading north.
Li Guanghan stood at the entrance of the village, watching with surprise and uncertainty as Wu Nian led a large group of people, shouting and shouting. He was clearly the leader.
"Could it be that the Wu Nian who killed the tiger in Beishan Fort is Xiao Wu?"
"Old Wu, Old Wu, your son has become promising."
Li Guanghan thought to himself.
From Beishan Fort to Dongyuan City, it almost crosses the entire Liaodong. All Wu Nian saw along the way were four words.
Devastated everywhere.
In every house in this house, there are still sounds of crying.
There are countless graves on this mountain.
This plague has devastated the entire Liaodong and claimed the lives of countless Han people.
Wu Nian's mood went from sad to numb.
In the heaviness.
This morning, Wu Nian finally led the team to the south gate of Dongyuan City. As soon as he arrived here, Wu Nian frowned and looked ahead with an unkind look.
