Zheng Qinwen left and returned to Chang'an.

Come with full expectations and return with full of hopes.

Li Nuo couldn't help but sigh.

He finally understood Zheng Qinwen's difficulty.

Carrying the hope of the entire family's revival, he had to endure the pain of completely severing ties with the family.

Set foot on Chang'an alone.

Live up to his time and get a title on the gold list.

He thought that after becoming Princess Taiping's consort, he would no longer be afraid of the thieves who coveted his family's treasures.

Out of the tiger's mouth.

The hatred for killing his father and taking away his wife can be regarded as the greatest blood feud a man can have.

For him, Princess Taiping's blatant "cheating" was even more unbearable than the "hate of seizing his wife".

He also thought about going to the emperor to expose the princess, but by doing so, although the princess would be taught a lesson, he would also fall into an abyss.

After much thought, he swallowed this humiliation forcefully for the sake of the family's revival and glory.

For the past twenty-eight years, he had to get along with his cheap son day and night, playing the role of a loving father and a filial son.

And this is not crazy, he has indeed endured things that are unbearable for ordinary people.

Li Nuo really admired Zheng Qinwen's forbearance.

Although a man can bend and stretch, but with this level of "bending", if it were him, I'm afraid he would have gone on a killing spree, right?

"Consort Zheng, since you are Qiluo's uncle, you are also my relative. I will never let you endure this grievance again."

Li Nuo murmured.

He raised his wide sleeves, stretched his fingers and tapped lightly in the air, and the traces of literary energy overflowed and gathered into a literary crane, flying towards Lingnan with Li Nuo's faith.

Anning Village is a large village, with more than a thousand households and more than 5,000 villagers. Li Nuo didn't know how many people participated in the arson attack on the village sixteen years ago.

He can easily deal with the culprit, but there will definitely be many accomplices and the like. He cannot do everything personally and interrogate them one by one.

And he didn't want to leak the news and escape anyone, not even a small fish!

Therefore, he decided to mobilize troops from another place and asked Colonel Chen to lead his troops. With lightning speed, he surrounded the entire Anning Village.

It would only be a delay of five or six days, and he could afford to wait.

After watching the Wenhe fly towards Lingnan, Li Nuo sent a Wenhe to Yu Qian, the Minister of Punishment, and wanted to inquire about the specific sect who set the fire sixteen years ago, but he suddenly stopped

.

Wenhe, who was about to take shape, also turned into Wenqi and returned to his body.

Li Nuo squinted his eyes, restrained his murderous intent, and said to himself: "Since we are acting, we naturally have to act decently, but we can't do it casually. This Wenhe should return to the inn, just in time.

Give those people a thought..."

Not long after, Li Nuo left the Chenghuang Temple.

Stepping on the bluestone ground that had been washed away by time and left deep traces, Li Nuo felt something in his heart. He had never imagined that such a remote town could be so prosperous.

The streets and alleys are filled with pedestrians coming and going in an endless stream.

The shouts of the small vendors working hard, the roar of the large chamber of commerce’s fleet, and the laughter coming from the teahouses all intertwined into a warm spring song.

In fact, except for the appearance of the building and the different customs and habits, the rest is not much different from the small town in Yanyu Jiangnan.

"Hey, sir, would you like a bowl of Yangchun noodles?"

Passing by a small noodle shop, I saw the shopkeeper doing the work of a waiter, warmly greeting people passing by at the door.

"Shopkeeper, do you also sell Yangchun noodles here?"

Li Nuo was slightly surprised.

The shopkeeper hurriedly introduced Li Nuo into the noodle shop and said with a friendly smile: "Young master, you don't know. We came here from Jiangnan to make a living, and our main focus is Jiangnan food. But don't tell me, as long as the food is good and the craftsmanship is good, we will be here."

You are welcome everywhere."

"No wonder, your accent contains rural dialect from the Jiangnan area."

So this can be regarded as meeting a fellow countryman from a foreign land, and every time I can help him, Li Nuo also has a warm smile on his face, "Then have a bowl, with more green onions and more vinegar."

In this era, unless they can no longer survive, very few people will leave their homes.

"Madam boss, give this young man a bowl of Yangchun noodles, with more chopped green onion and vinegar, and thick chicken soup. The young man is also from Jiangnan..."

The shopkeeper yelled at the top of his voice to the kitchen.

"Sir, would you like some wine? Even though my shop is small, we also have apricot blossom wine. Although it's not as strong as Immortal Drunk, it still has a different taste."

The shopkeeper continued to sell.

"Apricot blossom wine? Okay, let's have a bottle then!"

Li Nuo said boldly.

"Please wait a moment, sir."

The shopkeeper happily ran to the kitchen.

A few moments.

Noodles and wine were served.

The warm Yangchun noodles are half submerged in the golden chicken soup, with green and white tender green onions sprinkled on the soup surface.

Not to mention the taste, the appearance alone is enough to whet your appetite.

Li Nuo was not polite, just picked up the kuaizi and started eating it in big gulps.

This taste...

Very authentic indeed!

This is the taste of hometown. How long has it been since you had noodles like this?

Um.

Counting the days, it seems that I haven't eaten since my wife left.

Madam, madam, the time we agreed on is about one month away. Isn’t it time for you to come back to me?

Li Nuo missed Ye Qingyu.

"Sir, are you satisfied?"

Not long after, the shopkeeper came to chat again.

Li Nuo had already eaten the noodles and drank all the noodle soup.

Of course, for a martial artist like him, this is not even half full.

He is tasting apricot wine.

The taste is the same as the one at Xinghua Inn.

The old village chief really didn't lie. All the apricot wine in his village was sold to the town.

Li Nuo put down the wine bowl and said with a smile: "To put it bluntly, it's very authentic. This wine is overflowing with fruity aroma, and it really has a unique taste."

"This is Anning Village's specialty wine. It's not even enough. I only got a few jars of it through connections."

The shopkeeper said proudly.

"Is it a specialty of Anning Village? I've never heard of it. Logically speaking, this wine shouldn't be so unknown."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Nuo poured himself another bowl of wine.

The shopkeeper explained: "Young Master is unaware that the production of this wine cannot keep up, so at most it can only be sold to the county town. The Young Master is from the south of the Yangtze River. Jiangnan is too far away, so naturally there is no apricot flower wine to taste."

"I see, it's a shame. Brother, do you know anything about Anning Village?"

Li Nuo tentatively said.

"That's it. The village chief of Anning Village is a powerful figure. It was since he became the village chief that Anning Village has slowly developed. In the past, Anning Village was very desolate, and people had to rely on it every year.

Only by providing relief in our county can we survive."

Recalling the past, the shopkeeper looked sad.

"Oh? This village chief is so powerful."

Li Nuo asked pretending to be curious.

"Yes! Young Master doesn't know something. He is not a native of Anning Village."

"how do I say this?"

Li Nuo asked.

He vaguely felt that he had grasped a glimmer of the truth.

The shopkeeper continued to recall: "It must have been about twenty years ago. They seemed to be refugees from Western Chu or the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Western Regions. The three brothers and sisters, as well as many refugees, finally settled in Anning Village."

"Three brothers and sisters?"

"Yes, the village chief also has a younger sister and a younger brother. I have forgotten the sister's name, but everyone calls her Mrs. Wang. About ten years ago, the county magistrate's daughter-in-law had a difficult delivery, and several midwives were unable to save her.

At this moment when the corpse was about to die, Mrs. Wang volunteered. Hey, look what happened..."

The shopkeeper deliberately left a bit of suspense. Seeing that Li Nuo was listening attentively, he said proudly, "This Mrs. Wang really has two skills. She saved the big one and the small one. The county magistrate was very happy. It started from that time.

, Mrs. Wang’s reputation has skyrocketed, and she is so famous far and wide that whenever a woman gives birth to a child, she is the one who comes to her to deliver the baby.”

Pieces of old events from the past fell into Li Nuo's ears, and the truth was connected piece by piece.

Li Nuo asked casually: "How long have you been here? You know quite clearly."

"To be honest, sir, my wife and I came here to escape debt. It's been exactly twenty years!"

There was a hint of happiness on the old shopkeeper's brow.

The proprietress who is busy in the kitchen is his wife.

"Haven't you ever thought about going home?"

Li Nuo asked with a smile.

"Home? Haha, wherever my wife is, there is home. This place is close to Tianjian Mountain, and it is also on the place where the Ancient Tea Horse Road must pass. A few days ago, Jiangnan also established a chamber of commerce to take the Ancient Tea Horse Road to the Sixteenth Century of the Western Regions.

The country became prosperous immediately. Now, it is no worse than some small towns in the south of the Yangtze River."

The shopkeeper sighed.

Li Nuo continued to inquire about the news: "By the way, I heard that there is a scholar in Anning Village?"

"Oh, that's the village chief's younger brother. He's a good writer! Many times, when we want to write letters or something, we have to ask him. Hehe, the main reason is that his charges are not expensive, and he only charges five cents for a letter. I also asked Xiucai Gong to help me write several letters."

The shopkeeper's eyes were full of respect.

Respect for readers.

"Mother-in-law Wang delivered the baby, and the scholar wrote letters to the public. What about the village chief? What is his unique skill?"

Li Nuo couldn't help laughing.

"The village chief makes wine. The apricot blossom wine is made by him. It is a unique secret recipe. Some people were jealous of it before, but no one could successfully imitate it."

Unique secret recipe.

very good!

Through these few clues, he still doesn't believe it. Can't he reveal the true identity of these people?

"The wine is good and the noodles are delicious. Now that you've eaten and drank enough, it's time to rejuvenate your body and bones. Goodbye, shopkeeper."

Li Nuo generously placed a tael of broken silver on the table.

"Thank you, sir. You are welcome to visit me often."

The shopkeeper picked up the broken silver and was overjoyed.

A generous young man like this doesn't care about eating noodles in his small noodle shop for fear of losing face.

I didn’t expect this young man to be approachable and approachable without arrogance. It’s rare...

Anning Village, the village chief’s home.

"Third brother, let's just wait like this? What if the man named Zheng regrets it?"

Mrs. Wang said anxiously.

"Yes, third brother, you said that if Miss Ji shows up, then we will be in vain."

The scholar was also a little worried.

After all, one more day of waiting means one more day of exposure risk.

The village chief pondered for a while and then said: "Zheng Qinwen has become the consort, so he shouldn't break his promise, right?"

The scholar sighed: "You know people, you know faces, but you don't know your heart!"

"Wait a minute, the inn is already being watched by our people. If there is any sign of trouble, we will directly arrest them. We will fight each other. We slaughtered all of them sixteen years ago, and he is not the only one to slip through the net. It’s a fish.”

A sharp light flashed in the village chief's eyes.

As the third most evil person in the Valley of Evil, he is not a good person, otherwise he would not be nicknamed "The Executioner".

"Here comes someone."

The village chief suddenly remembered something and immediately shouted towards the door.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

Chen Ergou poked his head in.

"Are you keeping a close eye over there?"

"There are four groups of people watching in front and behind. Don't worry, uncle, that man named Zheng will never fly."

The village chief asked solemnly: "Did he send someone to deliver the message?"

"No. Zheng, two maids, and a coachman are all in the inn now."

Chen Ergou replied.

"Third brother, it's been almost a day! If he doesn't write home, is there some conspiracy?"

The hair on Mrs. Wang’s hair stood on end.

The scholar pondered: "Don't worry, Zheng Xiaoze is a Confucian scholar and can read and write, but this place is thousands of miles away from Chang'an, so he needs to be well prepared."

The village chief nodded and said: "Then just wait. If he hasn't sent the letter before dawn, there must be an ulterior conspiracy! We will arrest people directly. Ergou, go tell your uncle blacksmith, uncle wood ghost and the others.

be prepared."

"Okay! Third uncle, father and mother, I'll leave first."

Chen Ergou stepped back excitedly.

kill.

He likes it the most!

Regardless of whether he could get the treasure or not, he would not let go of Zheng. As for the two young and beautiful maids beside him, hey, he reluctantly took them into the house.

"Third brother, I'm still a little worried. I'll go over there and keep an eye on it myself."

The scholar thought over and over again and decided to take action himself.

"Well, it's really best for you, Lao Liu, to study the Way of Literature and keep an eye on it. Then you can work harder. We have been planning for nearly twenty years and we are about to succeed. We can't fall short."

The village chief readily agreed.

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep an eye on him."

After the scholar finished speaking, he walked out of the house and soon appeared near the Xinghua Inn.

Just as the setting sun was about to set, a crane soared from the sky above the inn, and soon disappeared into the setting sun.

Feeling the fluctuation of literary energy, the scholar suddenly opened his eyes and looked toward the northeast.

This is the direction of Chang'an!

Seeing this, the scholar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This Zheng Xiaoze should be sending a message to Zheng Qinwen in Chang'an.

It seemed that they were about to succeed.

As long as they get that jade pendant, they will have four in their hands.

Although one piece is still missing, it is enough. They have a way to open the door to the treasure!

Thinking of this, the scholar could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

Li Nuo closed the window.

The peripheral vision was also taken back from the scholar not far away.

He sent Wenhe to Qingyang, and asked her to go to the Ministry of Punishment in person to find Yu Qian, the Minister of Justice, to inquire about the arson records from sixteen years ago, and also to find out who the three people in Anning Village were.
Chapter completed!