Li Changyong was an old minister of the Fuhan General's Office and often met Wu Nian. The two are no strangers. He also knew that Wu Nian was not asking about civil affairs. He cupped his fists and replied: "After Colonel Liu moved his troops and left, his subordinates organized a militia of a hundred households. They will train them during the slack time."
"That's right. Be prepared for danger in times of peace." Wu Nian's face showed a look of satisfaction and he said: "Now with the strength and terrain of our Yingqing Mansion. If the Meng Yuan people want to attack me on a large scale, they have to weigh their own strength."
"In the current situation, the geographical location of Beishan Fort is not very important."
"But it's not absolute. You can stay vigilant and train the militia. This is good. What if the Mongolian people really come? You are prepared and have the capital to fight with them."
Li Changyong lowered his head slightly, very respectfully.
Soon, Wu Nian left the mansion and returned to Wu Mansion. It's almost noon, but the food and drinks are not just agreed upon.
After waiting for a while, Wu Nian and the elders enjoyed the hot food and wine.
There are no rules for everyone, just come as you please.
After eating, Wu Nian saw off these elders personally, and then recuperated his energy in the house.
Wu Nian didn't have much affection for the mansion in Beishan Castle. But the female relatives were very sentimental, walking around the house and saying something.
Wu Nian didn't care about them.
Early the next morning. Wu Nian, together with his family members, elders and helping villagers, surrounded by soldiers, went to the ancestral graves on the mountain.
When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Wu Nian was a little surprised and turned to look at Li Changyong.
Li Changyong said with a smile: "I heard that the general is coming back to worship his ancestors. The villagers worked together to build a stone road up the mountain. They also built ancestral graves and ancestral halls specifically for the general."
Wu young man nodded lightly, showed gratitude, turned around and said to the elders: "Thank you very much, elders and fellow villagers."
"You're welcome, Xiaonian. This is what we should do. We have a big shot like Xiaonian in Beishan Fort. It is not only a matter for the Wu family, it is also our honor."
An elder spoke first, his face glowing red.
"You're right. Xiaonian is too polite. This is what we should do." Everyone also said.
Wu Nian smiled and nodded, and then walked up the mountain along the stone road with everyone. It's different now that we have a stone road. We can walk steadily and quickly. In the past, it was a rugged mountain road.
After arriving at the ancestral tomb, Wu Nian saw a courtyard with side rooms. Entering the courtyard was the ancestral hall.
The memorial tablets of the Wu family's ancestors are enshrined in the ancestral hall.
Um. There are a little few tablets.
Although the Wu family has been in Beishan Fort for many generations, they are not a wealthy family. How can they remember the names of their ancestors? Anyway, Wu Nian only remembers his grandfather's name.
So are the tombs behind the ancestral hall. Except for a few tombstones erected by Wu Nian, Wu Nian was not sure who was buried in the rest.
In short, they are all ancestors of the Wu family.
Wu Nian did not make any extravagant arrangements this time. According to the custom of Beishan Castle, a whole pig was used as the main sacrifice, accompanied by some wine and food.
Wu Nian is a time traveler and doesn't have much feeling for these ancestors.
But Liu Xiang, Wang Ruyan, Xiao Hong, Chen and Wu are all serious and solemn. Hold your children in your arms and bow to your ancestors.
The elders and fellow villagers who helped were also very solemn.
Busy work lasted all morning. The ancestor worship ceremony officially ended. The group had lunch on the mountain before going down the mountain.
Nothing happened in the afternoon.
at night. Wu Nian held a banquet in his mansion to entertain the elders and fellow villagers who were busy today.
This meal lasted for an hour. By the end, Wu Nian was drunk. He stood up, glanced at the elders and helpers present, picked up the wine bowl, and said: "Elders and brothers, this time I go home to worship my ancestors, thank you very much. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to go back to Jiang County this time. I’m back. I’ll leave the matter of the ancestral graves to you.”
"Xiao Nian, you are so polite. This is what we should do. As for the ancestral graves, don't worry. We will definitely look after it for you."
An elder stood up with a red face and said.
"Yes. Don't worry. We are here at Beishan Fort."
"Don't worry, go kill the enemy. We are at home."
Everyone was talking a lot.
"Okay. After drinking this bowl of wine, let's break up. Tomorrow I will set off back to Jiang County. When I defeat the Meng Yuan people and recover the thirty-two counties of the five prefectures in Liaodong, I will come back in glory and meet you again. You drink."
Wu Nian laughed loudly, then picked up the wine bowl boldly, raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl. He lit up the wine bowl to indicate that not a drop of wine was left.
"Okay. I wish you a speedy victory, Xiaonian."
Everyone cheered, then picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and took a sip in those who couldn't.
Then everyone dispersed, and Wu Nian staggered back to Liu Xiang's bedroom. Under the service of the maid, he took a hot bath before getting into his wife's bed and falling asleep.
Early the next morning. Wu Nian then boarded the carriage, took away his family members, and returned to Jiang County surrounded by soldiers.
It is better to use your remaining courage to chase the poor bandits, not to use your reputation as an academic overlord.
When Chu and Han were fighting for supremacy, both heroes returned home in glorious glory. But in the end, the overlord was defeated and died, but Han Gaozu, a street kid, conquered the world. He returned to his hometown on the 9th day of the lunar calendar, where he met the elders and sang the song of the great wind.
Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty became the final winner.
"Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have the seed."
"When I, Wu Nian, come back again, I will also be a king."
Wu Nian sat in the carriage, lying on the soft bearskin cloak, his head resting on his wife's knees, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
I drank a little too much last night and now I have a splitting headache.
Two days later in the morning.
Wu Nian returned to General Fuhan's Mansion in Jiang County. He still didn't interfere with administrative and military matters and went back to the backyard.
The female relatives were either pregnant or delicate, so they went back to their bedrooms to rest.
Wu Nian came to the study and sat down, intending to read the military book for a while. Before my butt was hot from sitting, I saw Chen Jiagui barging in with a serious look on his face.
Wu Nian narrowed his eyes slightly, put down the military book in his hand, and waited for the next chapter.
"General. Chunyuan has released news that he will abandon Guangchuan Mansion. Let Hou Wancheng move his troops to Guangyang Mansion and guard Guangyang Mansion together with Jin Ruiyun and Wan Yanxian."
Chen Jiagui came to Wu Nian, bent down and said.
"What a conspiracy!!! This is to make me and Xiongwuwu fight to the death for Guangchuan Mansion." Wu Nian's eyes flashed, he stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice.
"Yes. If he doesn't let go of Guangchuan Mansion, we will have to worry about him. Guangchuan Mansion is difficult to hold. Hou Wancheng is also at risk of being eaten by us."
"Now that he has taken the initiative to withdraw from Guangchuan Mansion, he not only saved Hou Wancheng, but also strengthened the defense of Guangyang Mansion."
"The main thing is."
"He wants to use Guangchuan Mansion to make us Han people kill each other."
Chen Jiagui shook his head with a wry smile and said.
