On the third day, Ye Qing took Jiang Zinan and her mother, Jiang Qiao, to return their souls to their hometown with the memorial tablet of their late Uncle Jiang.
The convoy is not big, just three ox carts and ten soldiers, but it is a standard spirit-sending system.
Ye Zifan sighed at the door and went back. Along the way, the servants stood with their hands down to make way for him. As he walked, he thought: "I rewarded three hundred acres to Lu Shangjing, and appointed the director of Xiangtian Hall. This is
Spending thousands of gold to buy bones and personally sending my father's followers back to their hometown shows that loyalty will be praised."
"One is reward, and the other is virtue. This is really amazing at attracting people's hearts. How do you know how to put so much thought into it at such a young age?"
Ye Qing didn't know this idea. He saw the rustling autumn wind and the black-cloaked ox cart driving along the mountain road, gradually going deep into the west. There were mountains and mountains, the mountains were red and yellow and desolate. From time to time, he could hear the howls of apes and wolves, and the mountains were high and the road was dangerous.
It was just a burial vehicle, so it didn't have much oil and water. In addition, it was escorted by personal soldiers, so the trip went smoothly and there were no blind bandits to disturb it.
On the evening of the seventh day, there was a cry of wild geese, and the gray returning geese flew across the blue sky on the top of the mountain in a formation.
Followed by ten cavalry servants, Ye Qing was dressed in linen, riding on a horse, with a sword and bow across his waist, looking towards the deep northwest mountains. A faint gorge appeared in his sight. Through this steep gap, under the bright red sunset, was the destination.
"The military is in a dangerous place..." Ye Qing sighed.
"There are mangosteens at the foothills of Beimang Mountain. They open up and you can see the wild fields. They are five feet long and have a hundred thousand trees."
——According to records in the county annals, overall the land is vast and sparsely populated, and it belongs to Xiaxian County, with a total population of less than 100,000. The county seat is located in a basin surrounded by the Beimang branch. Although the land is fertile and has formed a settlement of 100,000 people, it is not connected to the outside world.
Transportation is inconvenient, it is troubled by thieves, and it is relatively isolated geographically and culturally.
This makes it difficult to condense the economy in peacetime, but it is easy to preserve the population in times of war. The radiation effect even controls the Baili Mountain area, large and small secret passages, and is a fortress that cannot be bypassed in the line of fire of war.
In fact, in the previous life, Shangghu County performed far better than other counties in the same county. It once became an important node in Yingzhou's defense against the Northern Wei Dynasty, and trained many outstanding generals and counselors on the front line. It became famous and promoted, but it was not obvious at this time.
Now that he is Duke Jie Yuang, he is qualified to recruit wise men, so he can make plans.
Noticing that the car curtains were slightly lifted, Ye Qing slowed down his horse and looked around, meeting a pair of bright peach blossom eyes, which quickly retracted and disappeared.
Ye Qing just smiled and thought in his heart: "Of course, there is no need to reveal this purpose. Sending their mother and daughter back to their hometown to worship their ancestors is a promise, and it is also a reward for her loyalty after escaping thousands of miles to report the news."
Jiang Zinan looked back and whispered a few words to his mother, with a blush on his young face. He endured it for a while, listened to the sound of horse hooves, turned forward, and finally opened the car curtain again.
The vegetation is sluggish and the waterfalls are intermittent. It is not very beautiful. It is better than the high sky and clear water.
That's all I have to do. I've been following him since I was a child. I don't have a deep impression of the people in my hometown. My mother almost shed tears when she saw it. She said that "people are cheap when they leave their hometown." If so, even though this area looks remote and poor,
After all, this is the homeland where my mother was born and raised, and she has relatives that she cannot leave behind, not to mention the special significance of this return.
"It's been almost ten years..." Mrs. Qiao sighed hoarsely, and didn't really cry. She just held her daughter's hand tightly: "When I go back to see my uncle, remember to praise the young master a lot. This is all the care given by the young master.
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"Well, my daughter knows that one should never forget one's origins." Jiang Zinan blinked his eyes, his excited expression dimming a little. The more he read poetry and books, the more he realized that the glory of returning home in glory can only be achieved by men in this world.
Of course, she also knows that there have never been female champions, but there can be female champions. Dao does not discriminate between men and women. Unfortunately, artificial discrimination and restrictions are everywhere. Dao sects only win in the imperial examinations, and although the number of immortal sects is large, they are also limited. The shore is so high that it is difficult to enter.
We arrived at the mountain city before nightfall. The city walls had not been repaired for a long time and were showing mottled colors. There were even lush weeds on the top of the city gate. Before the war, and without the influx of large families who had fled later, this county was poorer than Pingshou County, and it was difficult to have enough energy to carry out the work. Surface modification.
There is only one main street paved with bluestones in the city, and all the way is filled with farmers returning with hoes and burdens. The ox cart has to slow down after driving for half a mile to the east market. The driver wipes his sweat and says: "Sir, the road ahead is narrow. The alley, when I go home in the evening, there are so many people that I can’t pass.”
Ye Qing nodded slightly, lowered his head and spoke to the curtains of the carriage, asking the convoy to wait. While waiting, he stood on the horse and took a look. The layout of the city was a bit too compact, and the whole city was filled with smoke. Fortunately, Most of the houses at this time were not made of wood, otherwise it would be too easy to cause fire.
Gradually we arrived at a large courtyard in the east of the city, with a courtyard in front and a court in the back. It is said that there were hundreds of households in the Jiang family, including young and old, and three hundred people were crowded together inside.
People leave the city in the morning to farm, and enter the city in the evening to return to their homes. This feature of the mountain city is due to the actual need to prevent invaders, except that the living conditions are relatively poor.
The door lintel is still bright, but it is open without anyone guarding it. Inside, there are a series of stone houses, and a bunch of children are playing on the ground in the courtyard. They are all gray-headed and look like men and women, and they are all playing in the rammed earth. Happy.
Ye Qing found it interesting, but refused to break in. He ordered: "Take my greeting card and gift list, give them to the person in charge inside, and say we are here."
He looked back and asked with a smile: "Was Zinan like this when he was little?"
Jiang Zinan opened the car curtain and took a look, his face suddenly became hot: "At this time, the adults are still cooking, so no one is supervising..."
He jumped off the horse, opened the black carriage curtain, and helped Mr. Qiao, who was dressed in plain clothes, to get down. This could be said to be a sign of respect for the elders. When he helped Jiang Zinan again, some children surnamed Jiang had already gathered at the door to watch, and there were even children making noises.
In full view of the public, she was too embarrassed to raise her head and said in a very low voice, "Isn't it better?"
"It's an honor to have Jieyuan help you get out of the car." Ye Qing was not ashamed to speak, but he still covered half of his body to shield her, and couldn't hide the smile in his tone: "Hurry, be obedient."
Mrs. Qiao stood aside and saw that her daughter had returned to her usual appearance after a brief adjustment. She felt relieved and touched the memorial tablet of her late husband in her hand. While she was hesitating, she heard the voices of people in the courtyard fall silent and couldn't help but turn around. Look.
The main door opened wide, and a middle-aged man led the crowd out. He glanced at the solemn motorcade and was startled when he saw the young man in sackcloth at the head. He quickly buried his surprise in his heart and greeted him with a smile: "Master Jie Yuan is here. ,Jiang Ruisong has missed the welcome”
"I don't dare to take it seriously. Ye Qing has met Uncle Jiang before he was born." Ye Qing bowed, but with the courtesy of a junior, he took the black tablet from Qiao's hand and held it solemnly in front of him: "Qing came here this time to send a message. Uncle Ye’s spiritual status has returned to his roots.”
"This is..." Jiang Ruisong was surprised when he looked at the name of his concubine on the card. Didn't this matter end a few years ago? The obituary had been passed around. The relationship between the master and the minister was already complete, so why did this happen?
For a moment, he forgot to raise his hands, and saw this young man holding the memorial tablet, with serious and sincere words: "In the past, when my father was here, he had a close relationship with Uncle Ye. He always praised him as a county talent, and promised that if he succeeds in the future, he will help him return with honor.
My hometown, unfortunately, God is jealous of talented people, and as their years have passed, the two of them have left one after another, and their bodies are sons of human beings. Following this agreement, we should fulfill the righteousness of our ancestors and send Uncle Ye to his spiritual throne."
Mrs. Qiao was at her side, covering her mouth with her hands and shedding tears. She was sad and happy at the same time: "Husband, you can hear me. Although your pursuit ended in the middle, now it has continued..."
After Jiang Ruisong heard this, he looked at Qiao's mother and daughter, who were dressed in filial piety and looked sad. He suddenly woke up, quickly put away his smile, and solemnly took the tablet: "This is my brother's blessing. Ruisong would like to thank you."
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But he refused to occupy the position of elders, and bowed to the mother and daughter: "Brother-in-law, niece, thank you for your hard work."
Then he raised the tablet high and loudly announced to all the tribesmen: "When the leaves fall and the children return to their roots, they should be returned to the main hall."
There was a commotion in the crowd, but under the influence of Jiang Ruisong's solemn expression, everyone calmed down. People crowded into the courtyard and into the ancestral hall... The water was as gentle and silent as the water, but it contained power.
This is no longer a pure cultural form. When everyone agrees with it, it becomes a centripetal force and a sustenance for people to thrive in these poor mountains and rivers. The family culture that many aristocratic families in the county have worked hard to cultivate can actually be found in these marginal mountains.
yes.
Ye Qing looked back and sighed to himself, this was completely the instinct of a small mountain tribe in need of survival, but the cohesion formed by running a family in this way was something that even he envied, but he just couldn't copy it.
He immediately watched the ceremony as a guest without saying a word. Only after the ceremony was completed, he stood in front of the ceremony, held some incense and said: "Uncle, I follow my late father. This is loyalty. I still remember what he taught me in the past."
, this is a teacher, with these two virtues, I hope that my uncle’s spiritual consciousness will not be ignorant, he will have knowledge under the nine springs, and enjoy this sacrifice every year.”
As soon as he said these words, a spark flew out of his body and landed on this tablet. It was just an ordinary tablet at first, but now it was filled with white energy, which was different from the surroundings.
However, no one here can hope for success, so he doesn't know. Jiang Ruisong, as the only scholar, just sighed: "With the sacrifice of Duke Jie Yuangong, it is worthwhile for my brother to go here."
After the ceremony, Jiang Ruisong held a banquet in the living room, leaving only a few core disciples and Qiao's mother and daughter.
This was a courtesy thank you to Ye Qing Gaoyi. Of course, he still had a lot to say——
It's rare for a state to come to Jieyuan on his own initiative. It's like pie in the sky. Even if you don't curry favor for yourself, you still have to seize the opportunity to marry for the sake of the family, otherwise you will be a fool.
After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere became lively. To be honest, this is not a new mourning. I have experienced grief a few years ago. There is not much left at this time. It is more of a formality.
Jiang Ruisong toasted the mother and daughter, praised them for their loyalty and filial piety respectively, and said a few words of comfort. Then he couldn't help but take out the gift list from his sleeves, with a smile on his face: "One hundred taels of gold, fifty pieces of silk and satin of various colors."
, Mr. Jie Yuangong’s gift is too heavy..."
Ye Qing laughed after hearing this: "This is what I want, and since this is a family banquet, uncle, don't call me Mr. Jie Yuangong anymore, just call me by my name."
Jiang Ruisong nodded: "Since you regard me as your elder, Qingxian Nephew, I have to tell the truth. It is already a bit unbearable for my brother to be sent back hundreds of miles by you. To receive this kind of wealth again will be useless and harmful."
At this point, he uncovered the gold-gilt gift slip, his face was full of falsehood, and his eyes were bright: "Perhaps Mr. Xie Yuan, is there anything else you want my family to do? It is my duty to do whatever I can."
"This old fox." Ye Qing looked at him and couldn't help but sneered: "Is it my duty? I'm afraid that once your family's interests are involved, I'll have to make excuses to discuss it, right? It's not your fault."
However, what I want is this sentence. This Jiang family will be fierce tigers in the future and will be the best in Yingzhou. The enemy generals in their past lives are still in the mud in this life. How can they be let go?