"Take care, little Jun, I'll be back in a few days." Lan Tian turned around and said goodbye to Lu Lingqi.
Lu Lingqi touched her lower abdomen with her left hand, waved her right hand and nodded with a smile: "Husband, leave early and come back early. The peach trees at home are still waiting for you to prune them. And Ji'er, you must be obedient when you arrive in Jiangling."
"I understand, mother."
"I don't have to worry about it. You can go back quickly." Lan Tian smiled slightly.
Lan Ji followed Lan Tian's example, waved to Lu Lingqi and Lan Yuan and said, "Mom, I'm leaving with my father. Brother, you have to take good care of your mother and yourself."
"Brother Ji, take care." Lan Yuan nodded lightly.
"Let's go, I'm back for the New Year." Lan Tian pulled Lan Ji and turned to leave.
The group of people rode out of the city and headed straight to Panyu Pier. Gao Shun contacted Li Yi in advance to prepare a fast boat.
The boat rode the wind and waves upstream, sailing northwest against the slight southerly wind. This was Lan Ji's second time taking a boat ride alone with Lan Tian. He was less excited and more apprehensive.
Lan Tian and Jiang Wan were discussing the assessment of Mengxuetang in the cabin, while Gao Shunze and Lan Ji were sitting on the bow of the boat admiring the scenery on both sides of Yushui.
If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. After Lantian handed over the state to the state, he asked all counties and counties to expend great efforts in dredging rivers and building docks every fifty miles for passing ships to dock and for people to rest and replenish themselves.
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So Lan Ji saw various civilian ships along the way, because Lan Tian and the others were riding warships, and the other civilian ships pulled over far away to give way.
Gao Shun saw that Lan Ji was surprisingly quiet today, so he patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Ji'er. Although General Guan is majestic, for the sake of your husband, he probably won't treat you too harshly, as long as you are open-minded and willing to learn."
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"Uncle is not as scary as you say. I even played with his beard last time I went to Jiangxia with my father." Lan Ji disagreed.
Gao Shun quickly reminded: "You were still young at that time. You must not do this this time..."
"Okay." Lan Ji nodded.
Gao Shun glanced at the cabin, and then whispered to Lan Ji: "I will leave two guards for you then. If Ji'er can't stay in Jiangling, ask them to send a letter back to Nanhai in time, and I will personally pick you up.
Home."
"Will father agree?" Lan Ji asked in confusion.
"You don't have to worry about it, sir, this is a secret between us." Gao Shun said mysteriously.
Lan Ji nodded slightly, "Okay then."
June is when major rivers rise. Lantian's warships travel day and night without stopping to go ashore for supplies. Except for the Xiangshui section, which goes downstream, the rest of the water goes upstream. They walked on the water for five days.
Arrive at Gangneung.
After entering the city, Lan Tian and Jiang Wan parted ways. The former went directly to the Prefectural Mufu to see Guan Yu, while the latter went to visit his cousin Pan Jun.
Guan Yu was a little surprised when he saw Lan Ji next to Lan Tian, ​​"Why does Second Young Master Lan grow up so fast? I remember he is not yet ten years old, right?"
Lan Tian nodded, "Ji'er may have followed his grandfather in this regard. I wonder if it's appropriate to disturb Yunchang at this time?"
"As long as Ziyu can trust Guan, Guan will treat him as his own son." Guan Yu nodded gently, stroking his beautiful beard, and then said to Lan Ji: "I am stricter than your father, Ji'er, are you afraid?"
Lan Ji replied calmly: "I'm not even afraid of the black-faced uncle, so naturally I won't be afraid of the beautiful uncle with the long beard."
"Ji'er, don't be rude." Lan Tian and Gao Shun shouted in unison.
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Only with this kind of arrogance can you be worthy of being my disciple, Guan Yu." Guan Yu stroked his beard and laughed.
Lan Ji followed the example of an adult and bowed and clasped his fists. Gao Shun and Lan Tian nodded slightly in confirmation.
After some greetings, Lantian was about to go to Zhang Ji's house to express his condolences. Guan Yu then called Guan Ping and told him: "First bring Ji'er to your mother to settle down, and her status will be the same as that of An Guo (Guan Xing)."
"Wei." Guan Ping clasped his fists.
"General Guan, I have left two followers for Ji'er, Major General, please arrange them together..." Gao Shun said, cupping his fists.
"Follower? Ziyu, this is..." Guan Yu looked puzzled.
Lan Tian frowned: "Bo Ping doesn't need to do anything extra. 'When heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin...' Ji'er is not here to enjoy it."
"Sir, Ji'er is still young..." Gao Shun still wanted to fight for it.
"I believe Ji'er, and you also have some confidence, Boping. This is a test of growth." Lan Tian said.
"Uh... okay..." Although Gao Shun was reluctant to give up, he understood Lan Tian's words, but he had broken his promise to Lan Ji.
Guan Yu saw that Gao Shun was quite disappointed, so he comforted him and said: "General Boping, don't worry, Ji'er is Guan's nephew, so there is no difference between staying in Jiangling and Jiaozhou."
Gao Shun nodded and clasped his fists, "Ji'er has always been naughty, I hope the general will take care of him."
"Guan has his own sense of proportion." Guan Yu nodded.
Several people then left the Prefectural Mufu Mansion and rode straight to Zhang Ji's house. When Lantian arrived, Jiang Wan was already waiting at the door. The small courtyard in front of them was all decorated with white cloth. The mourning hall was located in the main hall of the courtyard.
The sound of crying is endless.
Guan Yu accompanied Lan Tian into the house to express his condolences. The guest of honor in front of the door was a disciple of Zhang Ji. When he saw Lan Tian, ​​he chanted loudly: "Jiaozhou Mu, General Jingnan, and General Lan Ziyu have come to express their condolences."
Lan Tian nodded to him, then crossed the threshold and entered the mourning hall. Those in mourning clothes were Zhang Ji's disciples. The coffin was placed in the north of the mourning hall. Beside the coffin, Zhang Ji's widow and youngest son were crying.
Zhang Ji was originally from the Zhang family in Nanyang. There were more than 200 members in the family. Due to the plague in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, starting from the first year of Jian'an (196), two-thirds of the people in the family died of the epidemic in less than ten years.
, the Zhang family was almost in a state of extinction, and Zhang Ji’s parents, wife and children also all died in the plague.
When Liu Bei was exiled to Guiyang by Liu Biao, he recruited Zhang Ji based on Lan Tian's suggestion and set up a medical hall in Guiyang to train doctors.
At that time, there were endless wars in the north of the Yangtze River, and Zhang Ji gradually became stable in Jingnan. Later, Zhao Fan, the prefect of Guiyang, acted as a matchmaker, and at the age of fifty-five, he remarried a widow in the county and gave birth to a son, Zhang Shi.
"Mr. Zhang is still young. Please express my condolences to Mrs. Zhang. Are there any difficulties at home? Lan Tian will do his best to help."
After Lan Tian paid homage to Zhang Ji's coffin, he walked to the orphan and widowed mother and bowed his hands in salute. He found that the child was younger than Lan Ji.
Mrs. Zhang wiped her tears and replied: "Thank you very much, General Lan, for caring about me. There are many disciples at Jiangling Medical Hall, and General Guan and Military Advisor Xu are also taking care of me. There is no shortage of money at home."
"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to Jiaozhou to find me at any time." Lan Tian nodded.
Mrs. Zhang nodded slightly and felt touched. Suddenly she seemed to remember something and quickly called Zhang Ji's deceased disciple in the hall.
"Teacher, what's the matter?" the mourner asked, raising his hands.
"Go to the back hall and get your husband's belongings," Mrs. Zhang ordered.
"Wei." The mourner bowed his hands and exited the mourning hall.
"Mrs. Zhang, what are you doing?" Lan Tian seemed to have thought of something.
Mrs. Zhang calmly replied: "My husband left some things before his death and specified that they should be handed over to the general for disposal."
"Could it be Mr. Zhongjing's medical book?" Lan Tian asked.
Chapter completed!