There is nothing more precious in the world than time, and there is nothing cheapest in the world than in the world. Feng Bing, www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion, finally defeated the water shark and won the recognition of the water shark, and by the way, Feng Junyan and the five people also gained the friendship of a village in Baozhu Village. After witnessing the power of a pound of white salt, Feng Junyan ignored Shui Linglong's explanation, and his life returned to normal again.

The people of the Feng family have settled down, farming and clearing the wasteland every day, and following the people of the mountain pass in their spare time, fishing in the coastal waters. Life is not pretty, and there are even some constraints and difficulties, but everyone is full of hope for the future.

Feng Junyan originally planned to start drying salt as soon as he returned from Baozhu Village, but after seeing the madness of the villagers of Baozhu Village about salt, he wisely chose to forbear. With so much to make money, there's no need to push yourself into a dead end in the first place.

The relationship between Feng Junyan and his sister has once again returned to normal. Where did the hatred of the family come from, let alone a little Lori's complaint against her brother. Zhang Man once again withdrew from the position of managing things in the clan and handed everything back to his son, the Jiang family still took a group of women and planned to raise cicadas here, if it weren't for the occasional worry on the faces of the villagers, Feng Junyan would really think that everything was so good.

On this day, Feng Junyan was leading people to observe the surrounding hydrological situation, and after preparing to have strength in the future, he began to dry salt on a large scale. Feng Bing hurried to the front on horseback.

"Young Patriarch, Patriarch's letter."

Feng Bing jumped off his horse and panted and handed a wooden box to Feng Junyan.

Feng Siji has been gone for a long time, not only Zhang Man, but also the entire Fengjia Village where there are people who have gone north together are waiting for news about them. But all along, except for the news of safety that came back from time to time from the Assassin Mansion, everyone in the Feng family didn't know what happened to Feng Siji and these people. Feng Junyan looked at Zhang Man and Li, who were becoming more and more silent every day, and he didn't know how to comfort these women and children. As a man, as a patriarch, he is not allowed to grieve, but as a son, he is also very concerned about the news of Feng Siji and these people.

"Where did the news come from?" Although Feng Junyan was excited, he still managed to calm down.

"It was sent directly to the town by the Thorn Mansion, and it was said that the patriarch entrusted someone to bring it back and hand it over to the young patriarch."

Feng Bing's breathing was a little normal. He was also very concerned about the situation of Feng Siji and the others, but he also knew that this matter was very important, so he was also very cautious in saying it.

Feng Junyan took the box handed over by Feng Bing and opened it carefully. What was contained in it was not a bamboo slip, but a silk book full of words.

"Jun Yan my son: I have been away from home for a few months, I don't know if the family is safe? I know that you have doubts, but the last wish of the ancestors must be fulfilled when it is passed on to the father. Respect for the heavens and ancestors, the root of these summers, Hu Lu is powerful, and the father will return home indefinitely, but the ancestors' wishes cannot be forgotten. I know that you have a complaint, so I hope you will not forget the last wish of your ancestors. The safety of the family and the clan depends on you in the future, remember to remember.

Another: Father and Jianye were given a pair of Bao A, or they were given by the nobles you saved that day.

Feng Junyan read the letter that Feng Siji specially sent back, and without saying a word, he directly tore the entire silk cloth to shreds.

What are you? Is this an account of the aftermath?

The last wishes of the ancestors must be fulfilled. What bullshit ancestral wishes, hundreds of years, does it make sense? Every generation is like this, is it worth it to let the clansmen die on the road in vain? Okay, now that you've finally got your wish, now come and tell me that you're home for no time. There's no time to go home, so why don't you just tell me you're going to die this time?

Do you think I don't know, we don't know, and the people in your tribe don't know that you people are going and never returning? No, we all know. But because of your insistence, we didn't say anything, because we know that for so many years, there must be some people to do the wishes of these ten generations, so that the rest can let the rest live with a clear conscience.

Now that you're not coming back, you can relax. Let me tell my ancestors that their last wishes must not be forgotten. Why! Zhu Xia, respecting the heavens and ancestors, yes, there is nothing wrong. But we are from Jiaozhou, we are from the south, and the affairs of the north and the affairs of Guanzhong have nothing to do with us southerners. Don't we respect God? Then tell me, what is this ritual of worshipping the land every other month? Are we lawless ancestors? Then tell me, what is it that I, the patriarch, lead the people to multiply, pay tribute to the ancestors, be proud of my surname, and thank the ancestors for the inheritance they left for us?

Isn't the enemy of Jiaozhou the enemy? Aren't we defending the country by guarding southern Xinjiang? They northerners are useless, they were defeated by Hulu, so let them die. Anyway, it's not the first time they've surrendered, so let's just let them surrender.

We are from the north, but we are already southerners, we have lived in the southernmost state and county of the Great Jin Dynasty for hundreds of years, and we are southerners who can't be southerners anymore, do you know!

Wangru will not forget the last wishes of your ancestors. It's not enough for you to die yourself, and you want me to be as stupid as you and take my people to death. I'm telling you, I'm not going to be called around like a fool like you. The position of military candidate is such a big official position, but in addition to letting you go to death, does this position have any benefit to our Feng family?