The burly man's eyes were slightly gloomy: "I'm afraid I can't help Mrs. in this matter." ”

Qin Liu had to live in a bandit cottage for a few days.

Many people in the village came to inquire about the news of Anhua City.

Mo Ran and Ding Jicheng reported that most of the soldiers who stayed in the village had nowhere to go, and they didn't dare to go far because they were worried about their families.

Qin Liu was a little depressed.

She remembered the days before Maang became an official.

Although he is poor, he feels very motivated every day.

The soldiers in the stockade who looked honest were like Ma Ang in the past, making Qin Liu feel that he needed to do something.

Qin Liu brushed up a few books to repair a few letters, but still sighed after all.

Few of the prairie people know how to read.

But that's all she can do.

Rebellion is a major crime of killing the head, and it is likely that the nine clans will be punished.

Qin Liu slept restlessly that night, and when he woke up, there was a noise outside.

Qin Liu and Mo Ran slept in the same room, and were soon tied up by the Ming army who poured in. The small bamboo tube that Qin Liu carried close to him survived the bandit robbery unharmed, but he did not survive the search of the Ming army - it was taken away.

There are two hundred taels of silver treasured by Qin Liu, as well as two hostas. Qin Liu wanted to snatch it back, but after all, he still failed under the threat of the Ming army's fierce gods.

The silver was used by Qin Liu to buy a house when he was preparing to settle in the south in the future, two hostas, the one with white fat and jade was ugly, and the jade hairpin was given by Zhu Yue.

When she left Yansui, she hesitated again and again, but she still did not return the jasper hairpin to its original owner, but she regretted it very much at this time. I knew that it would be snatched away, so it was better to return it to Zhu Yue at that time.

But does she really want to give it back?

Qin Liu hadn't been dwelling on this issue for long before she saw two people coming over and glaring at her with hatred.

The people who came were Yang Shen and Hu Guangsi.

……

More than a month later, Qin Liu stood depressedly at the Xunyang Wharf on the edge of the Yangtze River, looking around blankly.

After Anhua City said goodbye, Bars was never heard from, but Yang Shen followed her all the way here.

They tacitly didn't mention that night's overstep again, and Qin Liu even refused Yang Shen to follow him many times.

But whether it is Hu Guangsi or Yang Shen, they all unanimously insist that Yang Shen must accompany her to the south, otherwise they will regret it for the rest of their lives if they encounter any danger on the road.

Qin Liu originally wanted to join Bars after Xi'an, and then there were more reasons to refuse Yang Shen's companionship.

However, Bars was never heard from, and there was no trace of him.

After Qin Liu struggled for a while, he decided to go south to find a suitable place to settle first, and then try to reunite with Bars and formulate a feasible plan to bring the old man and children over.

"Ji'an Mansion is an outstanding person, a large number of talents, since the Tang Dynasty, the imperial examination has reached thousands of scholars. Settled in Ji'an, it will be much easier for future generations to study and enter the discipline with the help of fellow villagers. ”

Yang Shen admonished earnestly.

Ah Jiang is stubborn and has always wanted to live in the southern coastal area. How did she know that there was a sea breeze raging in the south, and there would be overseas thieves and invaders, where was there such a place with a strong humanistic atmosphere to live comfortably?

It's a pity that since he lost his temper after drinking last time, Ah Jiang tried to keep his distance from him as much as possible, and she wouldn't fully listen to what he said.

Yang Shen felt a faint pain in his heart. The two finally broke up.

But he didn't regret it.

These days are accompanied by thousands of miles, and he is willing to serve as a messenger to protect flowers.

However, Ah Jiang's detachment and politeness, and his attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away, made him sad.

He, Yang Shen, is he not as good as a wild and untamable grassland barbarian?

"Your maternal grandfather's Peng's ancestral home is in Ji'an Mansion. Now the county magistrate of Luling County, Ji'an Prefecture is Wang Shouren, my fellow brother, with their care, there should be no problem in Ji'an. ”

Qin Liu has no impression of Liu Xuejiang's maternal grandfather's family at all, but he still has a thunderous ear for Wang Shouren's famous name.

"Then according to what Yang Gongzi said."

Wang Shouren, whose real name is Wang Yun and is known as Yangming, was an outstanding thinker, writer, military strategist, educator in the Ming Dynasty, and a master of mental learning.

Yang Shen was completely depressed.

A sentence of Yang Gongzi is like a chasm, pushing the relationship between the two farther and farther away.

……

Qin Liu bought a large mansion with three entrances in Luling County, a large garden surrounded by lakes, and a few acres of paddy fields.

Of course, the money for buying the land was paid by Ding Jicheng, and Qin Liu was now penniless.

After tidying up the inside and outside of the newly bought mansion, Qin Liu wanted to rush back to Sandcastle Town as soon as possible. After not hearing from Bars for so long, she was very unsure.

After Yang Shen arrived in Luling, he was very busy reading and meeting friends.

Qin Liu didn't bother Yang Shen either, but just left a letter and left ahead of schedule with Ding Jicheng, Mo Ran and others.

As soon as the group walked out of dozens of miles, Yang Shen chased after him with his servants, and asked angrily, "Ah Jiang is going to break off his friendship with me?" The road to the north is a long way, and you are a weak woman going alone, do you know how dangerous it is?! ”

Qin Liu was moved by Yang Shen's persistence, but still said: "This way is thousands of miles away, Yang Gongzi is benevolent and righteous, can A Yanyan not know?" It's just that the king has a wife, and Luo Fu also has a husband. A Jiang is a folk woman, and it doesn't matter if her reputation is damaged. Yang Gongzi is famous, but he can't ignore the difference between men and women. ”

Yang Shen raised his voice and said: "There is a fair and fair relationship between you and me, so why should you care about others slandering us?" In ancient times, Zhao Kuangyin sent Jingniang thousands of miles, why can't I, Yang Shen, escort you north? ”

Qin Liu saw that Yang Shen's eyebrows were open, and the previous depression and melancholy were swept away, and he also put his mind at ease. She is a mediocre widow and is moving to other places, so she is not worried about the world's evaluation of her, but she is worried that it will have a bad impact on Yang Shen.

In addition, Yang Shen had been depressed before, she felt guilty and deliberately escaped.

Today, it seems that Yang Shen has walked out of the haze of "unwanted", and it is naturally better to have him escort along the way.

……

At this time, the people were talking to Aheima in the Bars of Kaifeng Mansion.

"We searched for many blacksmith workshops, but this one was the only one willing to take the risk of making cannon barrels for us. It's just that the barrel is bulky, weighing thousands of catties, and it is not easy to transport it back to the grassland after it is made. Bars said helplessly.

In the past few months, he has been visiting around in Daming, just to be able to make cannons.

In the era of Ming Taizu, Ma Hamu, the master of Warat, once intercepted several red-coated cannons from the Ming army and hid them in the Yinshan Mountains.

Last winter, when the right flank was in turmoil, Bars was ordered by Urus to go to Daming to find gunpowder suitable for the redcoat cannon.

It's just that Bars retrieved the gunpowder, but faced another big problem - decades later, these redcoat cannons were rusty and unusable.

The artillery craters outside Genghis Khan's mausoleum were the power that one of the red-coated cannons barely exerted.

In the spring of this year, an enraged Dayan Khan led the Mongols on the left flank to attack the right flank, but was defeated by the right flank and was almost killed himself.

Dayan Khan, who had suffered defeat, realized that if they did not have a big killer weapon in hand, their group of left-wing cavalry who had come from afar would not be the opponent of the right-wing cavalry, who were ready to work and familiar with the terrain. (End of chapter)