When they arrived at the mountain, Yang Jing and Xia Yong were waiting.
Although Miss Jun herself decided to bring the person back, and the sentry also reported to everyone that outsiders had entered the village, she still had to explain what needed to be explained.
"You guys talk." Xiao Zhi said, waving to Chef Liu'er, "Bring the things over here."
She took Liu'er's cook Zhao Hanqing into another room.
"History has told us what happened at that time." Xia Yong said proactively, "Where is this lady going?"
"They are going to Daming Mansion." Miss Jun said.
In Daming Mansion on Hebei West Road, the Jin army is now mainly concentrated in the north of Hejian Boye on Hebei West Road to confront Cheng Guogong.
The dilemma in Kaide Mansion has been resolved, and because the emperor was frightened, the Anli Army and the Guangji Army on the East and West Routes of Beijing have reinforced and stationed themselves on the front line of Daming Mansion.
So for the entire Hebei Road, Damingfu is the safest.
Many people are going there.
It is not surprising that the destination of this woman and her group is Daming Mansion.
"My guards have practiced very well with you, Uncle Xia. I will take them on a trip." Miss Jun said.
Xia Yong's expression was complicated, and he naturally understood what she meant, and she decided to do her own thing without bothering them.
"I'm very familiar with this section of the road. Don't worry, I'll be back home on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month at the latest." She continued with a smile.
Although she had never walked there before, she had walked through it several times in her mind following the map. The map was so detailed that even the villages were marked.
She also happened to go to verify how accurate the map was.
go home.
Xia Yong couldn't help but glance at Yang Jing.
"I want to buy some cattle for farming next spring." Yang Jing said suddenly, "I heard that the prices of everything outside have increased now."
Xia Yong understood immediately.
"I wonder if Miss Jun is short of manpower?" He said after plastic surgery, "Let's go with you. How much can Miss Jun give you?"
Miss Jun smiled, her eyes a little bitter.
Family, they treat her as family.
How could her family be willing to let her take risks alone?
"As a reward, I charge 50,000 taels of silver, so why don't I give you 20,000 taels of silver?" She smiled, winking a little playfully.
"Although it's mainly everyone's contribution, I still have to take the lion's share, after all, I'm here."
She stretched out her hand and pointed at her head, her expression becoming serious again.
"I promise, if I take you there, I will bring you back."
After she finished speaking, Xia Yong and Yang Jing watched her expression change slightly.
Xiao Zhi inside suddenly put his hand to his mouth and stopped talking.
The cook who was listening to her talk about how to cut the piece of cloth looked at her in confusion, and Zhao Hanqing, who was sitting beside him eating croquettes, also looked over.
"Mom, what's wrong?" she asked.
Xiao Zhi coughed lightly.
"Suddenly I have a sore throat." She said, turning around and picking up the kettle next to her and pouring a glass of water.
Zhao Hanqing didn't take it seriously and followed him.
"I'm thirsty too," she said.
Liu'er curled her lips.
"It's strange that I'm not thirsty after eating so many meatballs," she muttered.
"You didn't eat less either." Zhao Hanqing said politely.
Xiao Zhi smiled, poured water for Zhao Hanqing, and waved to Liu'er.
"Liu'er, come and have a drink too," she said.
Liu'er immediately came over and watched the two girls drinking water. Xiao Zhicai picked up the teacup and drank slowly, one sip after another. The slightly bitter camellia slipped through his mouth.
I could hear the girl talking outside.
"...You decide who to choose, Uncle Yang and Uncle Xia. Don't distinguish between my people and your people. You can choose whoever is suitable and qualified for the job."
"Oh and also, even though we let them live here, our identities should not be exposed."
"It's very simple. The Chinese New Year is just around the corner, so let's start busying ourselves during the New Year," Xia Yong said.
It’s a busy year.
Yes, it’s the twelfth lunar month, and another year is coming to an end, so fast.
"Okay, before I leave, I have to finish all the things at home." Miss Jun said with a smile.
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The pig's squealing sound suddenly turned into a howl as a knife was inserted into it.
The pig's screams turned out to be so scary.
The people surrounding him screamed and backed away, seeming to be greatly frightened.
Seeing that there were two or three familiar men among the people who were hiding and retreating with frightened faces, Liang Chengdong standing aside twitched his eyebrows.
Are you afraid of killing pigs? This killing of pigs is not as powerful as killing people, right? Those who slaughtered those people that day did not see you being afraid.
The pig's howling gradually died down, and the basin for collecting blood gradually filled up.
The wooden boards were set up and the skinning knives were polished, waiting for the pig's blood to drain away.
"Look at the killing of pigs, look at the killing of pigs."
Children holding the newly made sesame candy ran around and laughed.
"Brother Chengdong, do you still want to watch the killing of pigs?"
Someone said from behind.
Liang Chengdong looked back at his two brothers walking over.
"They're making tofu over there." One of them said with a beaming smile, "The pulp is ready and there are many people waiting to drink it."
"I haven't seen Doufu in many years." Another lamented, "Since I left the village, when I look back now, I feel really friendly, just like in my village."
Village..
These people are not real villagers.
Liang Chengdong frowned. The most terrifying thing was that they were completely villagers and couldn't find any flaws.
They can pretend to be villagers for a while, but they can only do it if they really think of themselves as villagers. However, the next moment they can kill people with swords without batting an eyelid.
This is really weird and terrifying.
"Where's Madam?" he asked, "Where's Xiao Chuan?"
"The lady is making rice cakes in her yard." A man pointed and said, "Madam asked Xiao Chuan to help."
Compared to the area where men gather for killing pigs and making tofu, the area where making rice cakes is mostly occupied by women, who are constantly chatting and laughing.
"Try it, madam."
Miss Jun came over with a piece of cut rice cake that had just come out of the pot and said with a smile.
The woman was sitting at the door basking in the sun, her feet resting on a small stool, feeling warm and leisurely.
"I've seen rice cakes being made when I was little." She smiled and stretched out her hand to twist a small piece.
"Be careful of burning." Miss Jun said, sitting down next to her.
The woman poured the rice cake into her hand and put it in her mouth.
"Contrary to you, madam, I didn't see him when I was a child, I only saw him when I grew up." Miss Jun said, looking at the busy chatting and laughing women.
Of course she watched it with her master, and the purpose of watching it was of course to eat it, but at that time she didn't think it was fun to make rice cakes, nor did she think it was delicious.
"Poor boring child." Master sighed at her.
Yes, at that time, she was only thinking about how to quickly learn the skills to save her father. She had no other thoughts and it was very boring. But now that she thinks about Master watching the villagers killing pigs and sheep to make tofu and rice cakes, she must have mixed feelings in her heart.
People miss their loved ones even more during the festive season.
"Is your family in Daming Mansion?" Miss Jun suddenly turned her head and asked.
From the day before yesterday to now, they had only had simple conversations, and their conversation did not involve personal background.
This girl is not the kind of person who makes insinuations. When she asks this question, she is simply thinking about this issue or her family.
The woman smiled.
"No," she said, "my family is not together now."
Miss Jun looked at her in surprise.
"Your family isn't together either," she said.
At this word, the woman smiled, sounding a little lonely amidst the bustle of the New Year.
"It doesn't matter if we are together or not," she said, "If we are neighbors in the world, we will not be together day and night."
It is interesting to use these two different lines of poetry together and at this time.
Miss Jun smiled.
Yes, we are all still alive. Even if we are not together, we can still see each other no matter how far away we are. It is better than being separated by Yin and Yang.
"What's your surname, madam?" she said after thinking for a while.
It stands to reason that people should ask their names when they first meet, but this girl never asked. This can mean that she does not intend to inquire about the origin of her wealth, or that she is not interested in other people's names.
We meet by chance, come and go as fate dictates, don't ask when you come, don't miss you when you leave.
Asking this suddenly now probably means that she wants to get acquainted with this person.
This is like the innocence of a child and the pride that is innately engraved in one's bones.
The woman looked at Miss Jun and smiled.
"My surname is Yu." She said, "The only name is Lan."
Even the name was mentioned, and Miss Jun smiled.
"Mrs. Yu," she said, "My surname is Jun, my first name is..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by some rapid and sharp shouts.
"Miss Jun!"
Miss Jun raised her head and saw shopkeeper Deshengchang walking in quickly.
His face was slightly red and there was sweat on his head. This might be because he was rushing in the winter or because he was nervous.
Whether you are in a hurry or nervous, it means something is wrong.