Half a month later.

As the sun set, Ling Zhen was carrying a wooden stick more than one meter high stained with mud, and in his left hand he held a child who had just eaten some fruit to satisfy his hunger, but was sleeping sweetly.

The sky gradually darkened, and Ling Zhen walked on the misty forest path, and could only rely on the lights not far ahead to identify the road under his feet.

The fog in the forest became wet as the night came.

Ling Zhen tore off a piece of cloth from the corner of his clothes and put it on Xiao Jun's face, for fear that he would get sick from being wet by the mist.

After a simple tidying up, Ling Zhen walked to the place where the lights were lit.

In his memory, Ling Jiazhen's appearance was blurred, and Ling Zhen only remembered the general route back to his hometown, after all, he left at the age of thirteen and stayed in the palace for thirty years, so it was normal for him to not remember clearly.

"Woohoo!"

The light of the lights is getting closer and closer, and the barking of dogs becomes clearer.

Ling Zhen dragged his tired body, wading through the muddy water under his feet, and drove for more than ten days in a row, and the soles of his feet were already sore.

But he endured, turned around and looked behind him, exhaled, and did not pursue.

Looking up at the wooden tower made of wood, a long plank, exposed to the wind and sun, but the words on it were still clear.

Lingjia Town!

I'm Ling Zhen and I'm back.

Xiao Jun Sai seemed to be a little irritable, and kept moving in Ling Zhen's arms, but he didn't cry.

Ling Zhen patted lightly, and then calmed down.

And at this moment, a simple voice sounded behind him, "This brother, why are you so embarrassed?"

Ling Zhen turned around and looked back, his eyes were suddenly dull, his lips moved slightly, and his face was full of disbelief, although many years had passed, Ling Zhen of the person in front of him could still recognize it, and said, "You are Wang Erzhu?"

The person with dark skin in front of Ling Zhen and a hoe in his hand was very confused, how could he know my name if he didn't know him?

"How do you know my name? I don't remember knowing you. ”

Ling Zhen suddenly felt that his eyes were hot, and his heart was even more mixed, and he wanted to cry and vent, but he couldn't. And these, he can only swallow in his stomach.

Ling Zhen said: "Brother Erzhu, you don't remember me, I'm a little bolt!"

"What!" The hoe in Wang Erzhu's hand suddenly fell, and he said, "Are you a little bolt?"

Ling Zhen said with tears in his eyes: "It's me, it's me, Brother Erzhu, I'm back." ”

Wang Erzhu's cheeks flowed with tears of excitement.

Before Ling Zhen entered the palace, his original name was Ling Xiaoshuan. Later, he was favored by the officials at the time, so he entered the palace, originally to be a little eunuch, but Ling Zhen was in the palace by the imperial chef Wang Jin of the imperial dining room, and then he entered the imperial dining room. Later, Wang Jin died of illness, and Ling Zhen got the mantle of Wang Jin and became the chief chef, which was thirty years.

Wang Erzhu pulled Ling Zhen to his house to pick it up, and on the way he talked about the experience of the two when they were together, during which Wang Erzhu also asked about the child in Ling Zhen's arms.

Of course, Ling Zhen couldn't say what he really thought, but he just vaguely said that he was his own child, called Ling Xi.

Ling Zhen is like this, in his hometown after a long absence. That night, he stayed at Wang Erzhu's house.

The next day, the news that Ling Zhen returned to his hometown, but overnight, all the people in Lingjia Town knew about it.

Although Ling Zhen wanted to keep a low profile, he didn't take it to heart when he thought that he would still get along in the future.

Early in the morning, there was a crowd of people in front of Ling Zhen's door, men, women and children, forming a circle like watching a rare beast, blocking the door, waiting for Ling Zhen to come out.

After all, many years have passed, and these people from the remote mountain villages have never seen the people of the palace, and this time they are still from the village, and they have to take a look at what they say, and they will be touched by the emperor's anger.

But they didn't know that at this time, the world had changed hands, and the surname was no longer Jun, but Long.

Ling Zhen hugged Xiaojun Sai, pushed open the door and appeared in front of everyone, while the onlookers were disappointed. Like them, their clothes are torn more than theirs.

However, the people in Lingjia Town, there are still people who welcome Ling Zhen back, and they are all old people.

After Ling Zhen greeted them one by one, he planned to return to his former ancestral home, settle down from then on, raise Xiao Jun to grow up, and complete the task assigned by Jun Changyang.

In fact, Ling Zhen is also repaying Jun Changyang's kindness and repaying the grace of not killing ten years ago.

In this way, Ling Zhen returned to his ancestral home with Xiaojun and started a new life.

......

Half a year later.

Purple Gold Dragon Xiao Hall (formerly Great Light Palace), on the Purple Gold Dragon Chair, Long Canghai was furious: "Waste, it's all waste! It's been half a year, the jade seal has not been found, the child has not been found, and the four major families have not settled for me, what use do I want you!"

Xiao Yi knelt on the ground and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, stop your anger." The minister will definitely get both things back. ”

Several strategists also bowed their heads and bowed their hands, not daring to say a word for Xiao Yi.

"Okay, I'll give you another month, if you can't find the jade seal, I'll want your head!" Long Canghai sat on the dragon chair and said angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't get out of here!"

"Yes, the minister will do it. Xiao Yi abruptly left the Purple Gold Hall.

Several strategists didn't say a word, watching Xiao Yi's departure. Among them, the leader of the strategists, named Luo Jian, was also the one who proposed a rebellion to Long Canghai.

But now that the yellow robe is added, Luo Jian can be called a confidant in Long Canghai's heart.

Luo Jianneng won the favor of Long Canghai, and his eyesight was naturally not bad.

Luo Jian took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, I know why you are worried, I have a plan to solve the worries of your four major families." ”

When Long Canghai heard this, he was immediately surprised, "Mr. Luo, tell me about ......."

Luo Jian shook his eyebrows, and then signaled to Long Canghai, there are other people here.

Long Canghai said: "The rest of the people, all retreat!"

The maids and other strategists left one after another, and Luo Jian dedicated his strategy to Long Canghai.

A month later, Lingjia Town.

It's been almost half a year since Ling Zhen settled down. Most of the former playmates have left Lingjia Town, and only Wang Erzhu is left.

In the past six months, in addition to working in the fields, Ling Zhen has taken care of Xiaojun, hoping that he can grow up soon, and told him his life experience, but he was afraid that his body would not be able to hold on, so he had to write on a white cloth.

And Ling Zhen's other worry was that he was afraid that the Dragon Soul Army would find here, but his worries started on this night and gradually approached reality.

Halfway through the night, the lights in the town gradually went out, and the barking of dogs subsided.

Especially in the late autumn nights, the second half of the night is exceptionally quiet. Ordinary people have already fallen asleep, but Ling Zhen is tossing and turning, every time he sleeps, there will be a sound, the picture of escaping from the palace, the palace forbidden army's sworn protection, fell in front of him one by one, dripping with blood, splashed with blood. It was so bloody that even the butcher would panic when he saw it.

The black armor, the demonic mask, wielding a bloody cold knife, chased and slashed the unarmed palace maids, eunuchs who were begging bitterly.

Stretching out helpless hands, arbitrary Dragon Soul Army soldiers, frantically slashing and slashing.

"Don't!

Ling Zhen suddenly woke up, his face frightened, and cold sweat flowed. The priest on the left hand side is still sleeping sweetly.

"Whew~, fortunately, this is a dream. Ling Zhen said comfortingly.

At this moment, suddenly a light flashed outside the window, through the crack in the window paper, dazzling.

Listen quietly, there will be a burst of weapons colliding, very intense.

Ling Zhen was curious, how could there be the sound of weapons colliding in the middle of the night.

Ling Zhen hugged Xiaojun Sai and said, "Godfather, I can't sleep at night, I will take you out for a walk, you won't disagree." ”

Xiao Jun was in his arms, with a sweet smile, Ling Zhen said, "If you don't speak, you should agree." ”

As soon as the door opened, Ling Zhen walked towards the source of the sound.