A cavalry commander died in the Sky Wolf Battalion under General Shengwei, and when he was patrolling in the city, more than 20 horsemen were alive and bones.

This incident undoubtedly alarmed Wang Mang, who occupied Qilianguan, who was unstable and cautious. Wang Mang didn't guess that it was Luo Changfeng who did it, but he just thought that there was a cultivator in Ziyun Prefecture hidden in the city, and he couldn't get used to his despicable methods and misery in the first battle.

In this regard, Wang Mang disagrees with it in addition to strengthening patrol vigilance.

At this time, compared to wartime, the common people in the city, the rich and wealthy merchants all need to be appeased, and it is not appropriate to raise troops and kill more.

However, the force was cultivated to ordinary armor, and even Luo Changfeng's figure could not be found at all, and after solving the problem of Zhou Gongjie, Luo Changfeng was in the city looking for Xiao Xibei's mother and son and the grandfather and grandson of the old man of the medical furnace.

……

Zhao An's ancestral residence is Qilianguan, the family makes a living by operating silk cloth, and the ancestral business has been passed down for seven generations so far, and it has accumulated a lot of good karma family business, and now it is one of the three major businessmen in the city.

Two years ago, Zhao An, who was not the head of the family, traveled all over the eastern Xinjiang to study, and on the way back, he passed through the town of Yuanshan and got a cold.

After the head of the Zhao family returned to the old, Zhao Anzi inherited his father's business and took over the silk business and various branches of the family from generation to generation. But when he really took on the burden of the family's prosperity and decline, he realized the absurdity of his ideas.

Fortunately, the book business is biased and stubborn.

Zhao An, who was determined to carry forward the family business and shine on the lintel, worked hard for two years, and finally became one of the three major businessmen in Qilianguan with his own hands and wisdom.

Zhao An, who had free time, recently wanted to find an opportunity to go to Yuanshan Town to visit the pair of grandchildren who saved his life back then, but the heavens were not beautiful, and the war was approaching.

The Great Yan Empire besieged the city with iron cavalry, and the Qilianguan of Nuoda finally fell in a battle.

The Zhao family's business also suffered a heavy blow, and it was difficult to escape the spread of war.

Fortunately, although Dayan's Shengwei general had a rough personality, he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, and after taking the city, he issued three decrees in a row to appease the people who were lucky enough to survive in the city.

Last night, Wang Mang's shogunate military advisers summoned several major merchants in the city to discuss the policy of rebuilding their homes after the war.

As a rare young man in the city, Zhao An was naturally invited. This is the good deed of the three major businessmen and several wealthy families who opened the granary, gave porridge to the people, and donated cotton cloth and cotton to the people this morning.

Hundreds of affected people gathered in front of the Zhao family's mansion.

Zhao An, who was dressed in brocade clothes in the year of the weak crown, followed by an old slave, and the mansions stood in front of him, looking at the refugees who came in a long line to receive the porridge, Zhao An's heart was filled with sympathy.

Just as he was gloomy, he suddenly noticed two familiar figures in the long line of refugees.

Zhao An was overjoyed, and he didn't care about the image of the head of the house, so he rushed towards the crowd.

Zhao An felt rude, and straightened his clothes beside an old man and a young man and arched his hands and said: "Senior Mu, Miss Mu ......"

Old Man Mu and his granddaughter, who were scattered by the war and survived, looked quite embarrassed.

Old Man Mu's blurred eyes stared at Zhao An for a long time before he asked suspiciously, "Are you?"

Maybe it's because she's young, maybe she hasn't forgotten it, and her memory is much better than her grandfather's, and she remembered the person in front of her: "Zhao An, Zhao Gongzi?"

Luo Changfeng stood on the street corner.

Looking at the young head of the Zhao family from afar, he personally supported the old man Mu who had inconvenient legs and feet, and entered the luxurious Zhao Mansion with Mulan.

A hanging heart has finally settled.

In this troubled world, what do people want in their lives?

It's just a roof tile that can shelter from the wind and rain, a cotton coat that can shelter from the cold and keep warm, and a bowl of rice porridge that can satisfy the stomach and endure hunger.

And these, Luo Changfeng, who is like duckweed, can't give it to anyone!

Luo Changfeng turned around and left.

When he turned around, he saw the only small figure in Qilian Guan that he couldn't let go.

"The first brother ...... junior high school"

Tears welled up on his dusty face.

Xiao Xibei stood alone in front of Luo Changfeng, his thin body was shaky, but he still held his favorite wooden knife in his hand.

"Brother Junior, mother kisses her, she's gone......"

Xiao Xi don't hug Luo Changfeng's legs, after a night of manhood, he finally cried.

Luo Changfeng, who was sour in his heart, rubbed his other head.

Thinking that maybe sometimes, people should not pursue too much luxury, because life is often the greatest luck.

"It's good to be alive. ”

……

A new grave was erected in front of him.

Don't erect a monument for your mother.

Luo Changfeng stood with his hands in his hands, and said goodbye to him, full of emotion.

He had no intention of pinning his pity on the Zhao Mansion, after all, Old Man Mu and Mulan should have their own lives.

Luo Changfeng really likes this child who loves knives.

After worshipping Xiao Niang, Luo Changfeng took Xiao Xi's hand and went out of Qilianguan.

Luo Changfeng took Xiao Xi goodbye back to Yuanshan Town, and after temporarily settling the latter in a deserted town, Luo Changfeng went to the Lishan Sect alone to find Xue'er's whereabouts.

It's a pity that Han Rong, who came to report the news, didn't finish his words, otherwise Luo Changfeng wouldn't be as clueless as he is now.

Among the eight hundred sects in Tiandong, the Lishan Sect is just a small sect, and the sect master in the sect is a cultivator at the peak of the Yuan Shen Realm, which is rarely a threat to Luo Changfeng. After blending into the Lishan Sect, Luo Changfeng searched inside and out, but unfortunately did not find any news about Xue'er's whereabouts.

No news sometimes means good news, which shows that Xue'er has not fallen into the hands of the Lishan Sect.

But Tiandong is so vast, where is Xue'er?

After stunting a Lishan Sect disciple with one palm, Luo Changfeng was stunned.

……

Xue'er, who got rid of the chase of the Lishan Sect by relying on the divine soldier Dizang Yunweaving given by Dean Zhuang, has been in exile in Tiandong for half a month.

She didn't know where she was, but she remembered that after walking out of the mountains of Yuanshan Town, she followed the guidance of the North Star all the way north.

Then, she encountered a refugee influx.

The war between the Seven States and the Great Yan Empire has intensified, as if there has been an invisible hand behind it, and the two sides have almost reached the point of endless death.

Along the way, Cher met more than once refugees fleeing the scourge of war.

Princess Ning Xue, who has been carefree of food and clothing since she was a child, has been pampered and pampered all in one place, and only then did she realize what kind of displacement and suffering the cruelty of war has brought to innocent people!

It was something she had never experienced before.

So, she also experienced these firsthand. Like these displaced refugees, they have suffered exactly the same along the way.

She suddenly did not want to leave the people alone!

She was among the refugees.

The purple dress is no longer as bright as it used to be, and the agility revealed between the blue eyebrows and flowing eyes is filled with sadness that is difficult to hide, which is the innate love and sadness in the blood that treats the people as children.

She didn't know how long she could hold on, just like these feet that had been worn out after walking countless miles of mountain roads, and she didn't know how far she could go.

She thought that as a daughter, she could not share the worries of her father, nor could she put on armor to help the imperial brother retreat from the enemy and protect the territory of Dayan...... She felt that she was such a self in vain as Princess Ningxue!

She wanted to stay in the refugee stream.

She wanted to take care of these innocent people who had been weathered by the weather.

That's her people.

(PS: Actually, I still like Xue'er, from a carefree and innocent princess who has never set foot in the world, slowly grows up, cherishes her people and even finally carries the burden of the rise and fall of the empire...... Can't say too much. Ask for subscription, if you like this book, welcome to come to Zongheng to support the genuine version. )