Out of Iron Wall City, the next big city is Long Fence City, which is Mo Feng's territory. Located on the edge of the Great Golden Plains, the city is one of the richest cities in the kingdom with thriving plantations and truckloads of produce and wine from here to all parts of the kingdom.

There is not a single decent town between Iron Wall Castle and Long Fence Castle, as the central part of Kinkoma Province is a large area of low hills, which is not suitable for dense population, and there are only a few small villages scattered here, and the population is relatively sparse. There are quite a few forests, small and dense, divided by hilly plots.

The Virtuous King's Road passes through this hilly area, but due to the distance between Iron Wall City and Long Fence City, the maintenance of this long road is somewhat lax, and both cities are not too enthusiastic about maintaining the sections that are too far away from them, so some sections of the road become very difficult to walk, and the carriages need to slow down to avoid too many bumps. In recent years, many caravans have complained about this, and there are even people who say that there are groups of bandits in the hilly areas, but Ironwall City has announced that this is a rumor.

The captain of the escort team was a small but very sturdy middle-aged man, with a pair of eyes that were too far apart, which made people impressed after one look. He said that this journey was the most time-consuming, the horses were tired, the grooms driving were easily tired, the vehicles were more worn, and they had to be careful of possible bandits, although they had come here to track down nothing, but they had to be careful. He suggested that in order to ensure safety, it was better to go to the village for a night rest, and there were still a few small villages on the road, after all, the body carried in the carriage could not be wrong.

Yu Jian agreed to the captain's rest plan, those scattered villages were far away from the road of the virtuous king, so they spent some time to go around the village, this time and again, they spent more than a day before they got out of the hilly area, much slower than the average caravan, but fortunately they did not encounter the legendary bandits along the way, and there was less trouble.

Yu Jian only shared the car with Dai Lan on the afternoon he left Iron Wall City, and after dusk, he changed to another carriage. It's all Gao Jie's people here, and he doesn't want to cause any trouble. On the cart, there are many coffins, all stacked on top of each other and tied with ropes. He occasionally opened the window of the car and chatted with the guards outside, who said that the coffins in the cart were all two or three people in one mouth, and they had to wait until they reached the Golden Fort to separate, because there were so many corpses.

The north wind in the hilly area was strong, and the snow was falling incessantly, and the coachmen and horses wore special blindfolds, otherwise they would not have been able to open their eyes at all. When they left the village in the morning, they were snow-white as far as they could see, with the occasional bare towering rocks on the vast expanse, showing their blue-grey skin in the snow, reminding them that it was still hilly.

What made Yu Jian more unsettling than the weather was Dai Lan. She rarely spoke to anyone, and the young girl tried to solve her problems, but she was only perfunctory. She remained silent most of the time, and even if she didn't show it, everyone could see the great grief and gloom in her eyes.

Bad weather slowed them forward, and by noon on January 15 they had to pause their advance. As if God was intent on opposing them, the goose feather snow turned into a blizzard. The bitter cold wind, mixed with snow and ice slag, whipped on the canopy and caused the carriage to groan in pain, and the horses froze and refused to move forward. The accompanying guards all turned into snowmen, and the captain smiled: "If we hadn't worn waterproof fabrics, we would have really frozen into icemen." But that's not the worst case, I'm from Chishan, and walking under the Burning Rock Mountain is really difficult. My lord, where are you from?"

"I'm from Cold Spring. Speaking of cold springs, Yu Jian couldn't help but think of his brother, "But I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I want to go back to see it, but I haven't had time." ”

"When people get older, they get homesick. The older I get, the more I think about it. I'm fifty-seven years old, I can't do it for a few years, and after I leave office, I'll go home to retire, and it's better to die in my hometown than elsewhere. Think of these dead men we escorted all the way, alas, what a pitiful thing!" the captain raised his voice to speak to him, in case the sound of the sound could be blown away by the wind before it reached his ears.

If they were all from the Golden Castle, they would at least be able to return to their hometowns after they died. If not, the Qin family would also let their bones return to their hometown. But I don't know if I will be treated like this after I die. My God, allow me to fulfill my blood oath on the day before I die, and let me strike the enemies of Dailan and rid the traitors of the royal court. In this way, even if I am in a foreign land, I have no regrets.

The captain of the convoy led the wagon to a remote village to escape the blizzard. In this vast area, there is only such a village, and there are no living creatures to be seen, except for wolves in the snow. Only then did Yu Jian understand the true meaning of Gao Jie's dispatch of guards. In this kind of weather, if there is no guide, it is simply impossible to move an inch, and people and horses will freeze to death in the heavy snow.

The bad weather delayed their plans to return home, and they had to stay warm in their brick houses around the stove and wait for the weather to improve slightly. It would be unlucky for them to leave the corpse in the carriage and bring it into the house, except for kneeling spirits or rushing spirits, northerners are very taboo to have dead people in their homes, even if they are their own relatives.

The village is small and dilapidated, and the houses are mainly made of stones, mixed with wood, which serves as vaults and ridges. There are very few people in the village, and they are on par, and probably rarely receive so many visitors, although it is unexpected but welcoming. People want to be more lively during the snow season, and noisy cold nights are better than lonely cold nights. There are more people, the demand for firewood has also increased, and the reserves of the village are somewhat insufficient, which is something that cannot be solved by spending money. So Yu Jian had no choice but to go out with a few guards, and cut some dead trees in the small forest far from the village to make a fire and cook in the wind and snow.

Before they set out, the villagers repeatedly asked not to cut down too many trees, because dead trees do not mean dead trees, and new shoots will grow the following spring. Yu Jian led the guards to search for the dead trees as much as possible. When they returned, they brought four or five wild wolves, two of which were given to the villagers to stock up for the winter, and the other three were fed on the spot.

On the afternoon of the 16th, the blizzard seemed to have passed, and the captain suggested that he should set off as soon as the weather improved. That evening, they finally arrived at the Fence City. Long Fence City is the inherent territory of the Mo family for thousands of years, and the family crest is a castle surrounded by a fence.

The city lord Mo Feng is far away on the front line, and it is his eldest son Mo Xu who guards the city. Mo Xu had already received a message from Gao Jie's carrier pigeon, this short and sturdy man who looked like his father had already prepared, his head was wrapped in white yarn, he was dressed in sackcloth, and he greeted the young lady and his party in the hall with a sad face, accompanied by his two younger sisters.

Mo Xu offered to see the remains of Mu Rong and Qin Shuo. When Mu Rong's coffin lid was removed, the northern man couldn't help but burst into tears, and leaned on the side of the coffin and cried. His sixteen-year-old sister lay on Qin Shuo's coffin and fainted from crying on the spot.

Yu Jian had heard about this girl, she was eager to be Qin Shuo's bride, and the two families should have already had a marriage contract, if it weren't for so many things, this child might have married the little giant. However, she will never be able to do so now, and she will have to learn how to deal with her inner pain for a long time to come.

"I should be damned, it should be me who should die! I shouldn't have let my wife stay there in the first place, I knew that those bitches raised had ghosts! Who would have thought that once my lord died, they would not take us seriously at all, and kill my wife! My god opened his eyes, why are you so cruel! Why do you condone such evil deeds!" Mo Xu beat his chest and blamed himself loudly, tears flowing. The brothers and sisters of the Mo family cried miserably, which made others cry secretly.

Dailan said with tears in her eyes: "My mother died because of me, and if I hadn't agreed to escape from the prison, this would not have happened." ”

"Young lady, no wonder you! Those bitches have already had murderous intentions, I* his grandmother's! They didn't plant, they didn't dare to fight with us directly, they just found a reason to do it! Killing so many women, what kind of ability! Besides, they sent you to the prison, it was originally a rebellion!" Mo Xu was emotional, and his voice became more and more rude, "My poor sister, waiting for the third son, plans to marry him this year, who wants to pass the door yet...... The Qin family's blood feud is also my Mo family's share! Young lady, now it's time for the golden horse to fight to the death! My father said, the frontline battle is over, the barbarians have rolled out of the dragon wall, and the young master is on his way back to the Golden Castle, and it should be there in the next two days. When the kneeling is done, my father will come back. If he wants to know about his wife, he will definitely ask for troops to be sent to the shoal fort! If he doesn't watch Yuan Yiping's head fall to the ground, how can I, Mo Xu, be considered a man!"

"Mo Xu, you have to be calm. You are now the lord of the Fence City, and the other princes are watching you. Please be sure to write back to Lord Mo Feng, be sure to wait for Qin Ming to make a decision before acting, and never be reckless. The golden horse is not afraid of bloodshed, but it cannot be bled at will. When I return to Jinbao and know Qin Ming's plan, I will write to you as soon as possible. Dai Lan persuaded.

Mo Xu instructed the servants to take the two younger sisters down, and the captain of the escort team was also very knowledgeable, so he took the guards and maids to find a reason to leave, and after a while, Long Dailan, Yu Jian and Mo Feng were left in the hall.

Only then did Mo Xu take out a roll of parchment from his arms and hand it to Long Dailan: "Young lady, I'm afraid there are some things you can't think of." This is a letter from my father, take a look. ”

Long Dailan took the parchment scroll and began to read. Yu Jian had no way of knowing what was written on it, only to see that she sometimes frowned deeply, and sometimes sighed.

"I didn't expect it to be like this. After reading, Dai Lan said to Mo Xu with a worried face, "Lord Mo Feng thinks that my father-in-law died strangely, he has received the news, and there may be something wrong in the army." The usurper put a lot of effort into the vassals of the golden horse. ”

"My father has already divided his troops and personally led the team, and marched in a hurry to meet the young master. Hmph, I knew that old bald man in Sunset Castle was going to show his feet one day, and it didn't seem to be a rumor that he had been so close to those bitches over the years. However, Lord Antai and Lord Gao Jin are here, and there should be no danger to the young master. ”

"If Lord Antai supports Qin Ming, there will be no problem in the army for the time being. The trouble is that on the way back, Qin Ming can only take the body of his father-in-law first, and there will not be many people around. However, the Golden Castle is currently in the hands of Qin Bo and Qin Li, so there is no need to worry too much. I don't know if she is comforting Mo Xu or herself, Yu Jian only feels that there is no confidence in her tone.

"I hope so. Mo Xu stared at Yu Jian with a fierce expression, and after looking at it for a long time, Yu Jian thought that he was going to say something ugly, but he didn't want him to say: "The kingdom is now a traitor, but I know that Lord Yu is a loyal and patriotic minister! I have always admired you very much, and I don't believe a word of those obscene rumors!"

You don't believe a word, but there are people who do. Yu Jian heard what he said, and was about to say something, but Dai Lan took the lead: "If it weren't for Yu Jian's desperate protection, I wouldn't have been able to see you alive." Those rumors, let it go. ”

Mo Xu had a look of hesitation on his face, and said, "Young lady, not everyone in the north believes in you and Lord Yu like me. ”

"Thank you for your trust. I don't care what others say, it's enough for Qin Ming to know what kind of person I am. ”

"I wish the young lady all the best. Mo Xu covered the coffin board back and said, "It's not too early, you are tired on the road and need a good rest, and the servants will take you to the room." ”

That night, Yu Jian tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep. Had a dream. I dreamed that he was on the way back to Jinbao, and suddenly there was one more coffin in the carriage, three identical coffins, placed in front of him, he had to open them in turn, the first one was Mu Rong, the second was Qin Shuo, and the third one lying down was actually Dai Lan.

The nightmare woke him up. Could it be that the road back to the Golden Castle this time was also full of thorns? He suddenly felt very uneasy, not knowing what dangerous things were waiting ahead, perhaps caused by the letter Mo Feng wrote to Mo Xu.

On the morning of the 17th, the snow was still falling heavily, but the wind was much lighter. The roads in the city were only cleared yesterday, and when I woke up, I found that the snow was knee-high again. Early in the morning, the soldiers of the Mo family were busy shoveling the snow.

In the cities with garrisons in the north, there are people who specialize in clearing snow. The closer you get to the Dragonscale Wall, the worse the weather becomes, and it's not uncommon for heavy snow to bury half of the town overnight, and although the weather in the city isn't as harsh as it gets, the soldiers stationed there must take the cleaning up seriously, otherwise the traffic will be paralyzed, and normal outdoor operations will be difficult.

In such weather, the city lord should have left the guests in the city, but the bodies of Mu Rong and Qin Shuo had to return to the Golden Fort as soon as possible in order to barely catch up with the kneeling spirit. The kneeling period should not be too late, otherwise it will be difficult for the deceased to ascend to the heavenly realm. Moreover, Qin Wei's affairs cannot be delayed, he missed the kneeling period, and then missed the funeral day, which is unfilial piety. So Mo Xu could only arrange another team of guards to escort Long Dailan on the road. The group of people who followed all the way from Iron Wall City, the task was completed.

At the time of farewell, Mo Feng's eldest daughter was still crying, she shouted that she wanted to accompany Qin Shuo back to Jinbao, but Mo Xu didn't allow it, obviously he was afraid of doing something stupid when his sister left him. This sturdy northern man has spent a lot of effort to appease him, and in this respect he can only sigh that he is inferior to those old and decrepit servants who are powerless.

Sitting in the carriage, Yu Jian thought about the dreams he had in the past few days, and felt more and more restless. Thinking that I am afraid that I will never be able to calm down in my heart, I don't know how far away I am from the way of peace. Our God teaches us to be at peace, to be at peace in our hearts, to be at peace when we see, and to be at peace when we are tumbling in our hearts, and what we see is stormy waves. If everyone has peace in their hearts, the world will be at peace.

Yet there are always so many people in the world who are not at peace in their hearts, who have forgotten and ignored the teachings of our God, who have gone further and further down the wrong path, who have become more and more involved, and who have drawn others into it.

The mortal realm is full of hurt. The mortal world is full of wounds. And he didn't want to add another one.

I hope this trip home is safe, he is known as the first samurai of the kingdom, if he never leaves Dailan's side, he will always be able to protect her.

He thought so.