Xie Liuyun opened his mouth wide and was too shocked to speak.
"How is this possible?" Xie Liuyun kept repeating this sentence in his heart, not believing what he heard.
My father left a letter that he wanted to send. He didn’t know who the sender was, and he didn’t even know the recipient. The writing on the letter was also incomprehensible.
Such a strange letter already made him feel incredible.
Now it's good to hear from the old man that the recipient of the letter, Yong Ji, is actually his ancestor. Needless to say, he must have been dead for many years. What kind of medicine is sold in his father's gourd?
Xie Liuyun's head started to hurt when he thought of this.
What exactly is this matter about?
Xie Liuyun leaned forward slightly, picked up the drinking bowl in front of the old man, poured out the water in the bowl, then picked up the teapot, filled a bowl of hot tea, and placed it respectfully in front of the old man.
Seeing this, the old man hurriedly waved his hands and kept saying: "This can't be done, young master, how can I drink the tea you pour? You spent money, I can't take advantage of this."
"Oh! Uncle, please don't be polite to me. Moisten your throat and tell me what you know about Yong Ji, okay?"
The old man couldn't resist Xie Liuyun. Seeing his sincere look, he stopped refusing. He took two sips of tea and said: "Master, the Yongji you asked about is the second generation ancestor of our Yong clan who has lived here for generations.
.The genealogy in the ancestral hall is clearly written, and it has been passed down to my generation for one hundred and five generations."
"Uncle, do all the Yong clan members live around here?"
"Not here. The eldest family of the Yong family has lived in the county town, and the other branches live around the county town. We, the descendants of the Yong family, live far away from the eldest family."
Xie Liuyun nodded and continued to ask: "Uncle, let me ask again, is there any ancestor of the Yong family written in the genealogy? When did he come here?"
"I remember that it was the fifth year of Tiansheng's reign in the Song Dynasty. Our first ancestor, Yong Qian, was appointed to Anqiu. Because he liked this place, he moved his family here. The descendants have lived there for generations. Regardless of wars, disasters, and famines, there has been no movement again."
Xie Liuyun was influenced by his father since he was a child. He loved reading poetry and classics, and his accumulation of historical knowledge was quite good.
He thought to himself that Tiansheng was the reign name of Renzong of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the fifth year of Tiansheng was 1027 AD, which was the most powerful period of the Northern Song Dynasty.
It seems that the Yong family has been thriving here for at least nine hundred years.
Xie Liuyun didn't know what kind of connection the Yong family, who had lived in Anqiu, Shandong, had with his Xie family, but he felt that the relationship was not simple.
If he didn't have a close relationship, how could his father make arrangements in advance and leave a message to them? Isn't this the intention of asking them for help if something happens?
However, if the Xie family and the Yong family have a close relationship, then why has he never heard his father say anything about the Yong family?
Is this unreasonable?
With such doubts, Xie Liuyun deliberately asked: "Uncle, at this time, I have not seen any cars passing by in the direction of the county town. Are there no cars behind me?"
The old man looked at the sky to the west, turned around and said: "The sun has reached the treetops. If there are no cars going to the county seat, there will most likely be no cars passing by."
Xie Liuyun raised his wrist and looked at his watch. According to the old man's words, it would be half an hour later, five o'clock in the afternoon.
He calculated that if he set five o'clock as the time he would start from here, and fifteen kilometers as his travel distance, his walking speed would be about four kilometers per hour. Excluding the rest time in the middle, he would spend about five days on the road.
In an hour, that is, around 8 pm, we will arrive in Anqiu County.
After thinking about it for a moment, Xie Liuyun asked the old man, "Uncle, is it possible to go directly to Anqiu County along the main road?"
The old man nodded, "It's basically a straight road from here. Don't worry about some small side roads. Just follow the main road."
Xie Liuyun decided to walk to Anqiu County. He picked up the tea bowl in front of him, drank all the tea in the bowl, poured another bowl, and prepared to set off after drinking.
Looking at him, as if he was about to continue on his way, the old man hurriedly asked: "May I ask, are you planning to walk to the county seat?"
"Yes! Master, I'm going to hurry up before it gets too late, so I won't waste any time."
"Master, this county town closes its gates after dark. Even if you get there, you can't get in?"
Hearing what the old man said, Xie Liuyun suddenly felt a little worried. He couldn't help but look towards the road, hoping that a car would pass by and he could catch a ride.
However, the road was so quiet that there wasn't even a sound of birds chirping, let alone any sign of a car.
Xie Liuyun was silent, thinking about what he should do.
"Master, I want to ask you, you said the person you are looking for is Yong Ji, are you kidding me?"
"How could it be? Uncle, I came all the way from Zhejiang just to deliver a letter to Anqiu County. I won't say anything nonsense."
"Master, I am a member of the Yong clan, my name is Yong Degong. If you believe me, could you tell me where you are going to the county seat?"
When Xie Liuyun saw the old man asking, he did not hide it, but told the truth: "Uncle, the place I want to go to is No. 2 Wangping Street in the county seat. Do you know that?"
When the old man heard Xie Liuyun mention this place, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Young master, the place you are going to is the place where our Yong family's eldest son lives, and it is also our Yong family's ancestral hall."
After Xie Liuyun learned from the conversation just now that the old man in front of him was from the Yong family, he vaguely felt that the old man should know where he was going.
Now, as expected, as soon as he mentioned No. 2 Wangping Street, the old man immediately expressed that he was very familiar with the place.
The old man's reaction made Xie Liuyun feel that it might be helpful to him.
The relationship between the two people suddenly became closer. Yong Degong looked at the handsome young man in front of him affectionately and liked him very much.
"Master, if there are no passing cars later, you might as well come to my house. I will ask my son to put the cart on the cart and take you off. I'm sure you can reach the county seat before dark."
Xie Liuyun was very grateful for Yong Degong's words, and said quickly: "Uncle, this is always causing trouble to you. It would be great if it could be like this. Just tell me how much carriage and horse fees are needed."
"Master, what are you talking about? Help, how can there be any point in talking about money?"
"Uncle, sending me to the county seat is just to cause you trouble. If you don't want money, then I can't accept your kindness."