Inside the mountain stronghold, far away from the camp, Yang Wu looked at the sprinter in front of him and lowered his voice: "What's the matter?"

Scud bit his lip, twisting his hands, his ears red from the cold wind, his voice trembling slightly: "I, I want to tell the boss a secret."

secret?

Yang Wu said: "What secret?"

Scud raised his head and glanced at him quickly, then quickly lowered his head: "I lied to you, I am actually a girl..."

Yang Wu's face showed disbelief, his mind was blank and buzzing.

"What did you say?"

With a thud, Scud knelt on his knees in the snow, kowtowed, and spoke in a loud voice, "I am a girl named Caiwei. When I was young, there was a locust plague and I was sold by human traffickers. But I was ugly, so no one wanted to buy me. They didn't want to abandon me, so they kept me with them."

"It wasn't until I reached Jinzhou that I was able to escape and see the light of day again thanks to the help of the big boss."

The more she spoke, the firmer her voice became. She looked up at Yang Wu, but not directly at him. Upon closer inspection, she saw that her pupils were dilated.

"The reason I've been hiding this from the Big Boss is because I know he always treats me like his younger brother. I don't mind, but I think it's not right to keep my identity a secret and enjoy the Big Boss's preferential treatment. So I want to tell the Big Boss."

After she finished speaking, she buried her head in the snow again. Yang Wu was so shocked by the news that he couldn't recover for a long time.

He just thought it was ridiculous.

There was Ah Yu, and now there was Cai Wei. He thought they were all brothers, but it turns out they were all girls?!

Yang Wu pinched his brows, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.

"You should get up first. The snow is cold, don't get sick. As for the rest, let me think about it carefully."

He sighed lightly. Caiwei knew that he would find it difficult to accept it for the time being, so she stood up silently, bowed to him, and then turned and left.

Yang Wu stood there, the moonlight stretched his shadow very long, and then, footsteps were heard.

"What happened again?"

His nose wrinkled, his eyes filled with impatience.

"Boss, the brothers discovered that there is still one person who has not been sent away."

Yang Wu: “???”

Inside the side tent, Yang Wu and Jiang Zhaorong stared at each other and asked questions at the same time.

"Why are you still here?"

"Where are they?!"

After the two asked, they fell into deep thought. Then Yang Wu said, "Do you think we should go down the mountain now or tomorrow morning?"

"If you go down the mountain tonight, you can still use an ox cart. If you go down the mountain tomorrow morning, you will have to rely on your own two pairs of legs."

Although there are many horses, they are a precious resource of the village. It is only right to give them to the benefactor. But to this person...

Forget it.

Jiang Zhaorong took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth, "Then please prepare an ox cart for me."

…

In the early morning of winter, the air is freezing cold, and the sunlight shines on the earth through the thin mist, sparkling like broken diamonds, covering the cold world with a golden cloak.

The news of Liu Zhijie's death had already reached Shengjing, and the emperor directly sent an oral order to promote Xu Yaowen to be the new governor, and he would return to Beijing to report on his work next year.

So today, only Jiang Zhiyu and He Yanting returned to Beijing.

No, there was also Jiang Zhaorong who rode an ox cart back to the city under the stars and moon last night, and as soon as he arrived at the city gate, he immediately changed to a horse carriage and prepared to return to Beijing.

It was unknown how long the ox cart had been there. The body of the cart was rotten and filled with an indescribable odor that could be smelled even from several meters away. One could imagine what Jiang Zhaorong felt like after sitting on it for a whole night.

Jiang Zhiyu smiled secretly:

[Hahahaha, I’m afraid that scumbag dad is going to be marinated, I’m dying of laughter! ]

Xu Yaowen was beside the carriage, giving detailed instructions: "Don't be in a hurry on the way back. Stay around the counties and prefectures. When you grow up, your uncle will take you to the southwest. The scenery there is even more beautiful than Shengjing."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded repeatedly, then took off the jade pendant from her waist and put it into Xu Yaowen's hand.

Xu Yaowen: “?”

"How can I do this?" Xu Yaowen hurriedly handed it to Jiang Zhiyu: "This is a token from the emperor. How can you give it to me? This is not..."

"What's the matter? Uncle, you keep it." Jiang Zhiyu pushed him away. "Don't fight with me. It's useless for me. Uncle, you will be of great use in the future. Don't worry about me."

After several refusals and failure to get it back, Xu Yaowen confirmed again and again that the emperor would not vent his anger on Jiang Zhiyu, so he had to accept it.

But this will be of great use in the future, so what does it mean?

Xu Yaowen's eyes paused slightly. Just as he was thinking, he felt a burning gaze from the side.

He followed his line of sight and saw that a corner of the curtain on the side of Jiang Zhaorong's carriage was lifted.

But looking over, Jiang Zhaorong was sitting upright in his seat, motionless.

Could it be that it was blown open by the wind?

Xu Yaowen retracted his gaze and breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go, let's go."

The wheels started slowly, and the two carriages moved forward and backward as they had done when they came.

What was different from when we came here was that there were two streams of smoke rising along the road, the weather was great, and there were children scooping up snow on the roadside and scattering it around.

Everywhere is full of vitality.

Someone saw Jiang Zhiyu's face from the car window and immediately exclaimed, "Benefactor!"

Upon hearing the noise, people in the village came out one after another, their faces filled with excitement and their eyes were filled with excitement.

The cries of "Benefactor, benefactor" were endless.

In the past few days, Xu Yaowen has spread Jiang Zhiyu's portrait to the people of Jinzhou, and now everyone in Jinzhou knows her.

Jiang Zhiyu's heart was in turmoil, as if a stone had been thrown into the calm lake of his heart, causing ripples.

They called out a few times, and someone exclaimed, "Benefactor, wait for me, I'll go get some things!"

Like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, others also shouted and waited, then ran to their own houses. When they came out, their hands were full of things.

The carriage moved slowly forward, and the people soon caught up. Jiang Zhiyu lifted the curtain and chuckled, "I know everyone's intentions, and I appreciate them. You can take the things back, and you don't have to give them to me."

As she spoke, she waved her hand to signal the carriage to go faster.

The common people, carrying heavy things, naturally couldn't follow for long, so they shouted to the carriage, "Benefactor, please come to Jinzhou again!"

"My benefactor, after my son graduates from high school, I will send him to Shengjing to look for you."

Every word and every sentence represents their unspeakable gratitude.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't lower the curtain until they were out of sight anymore and sat up straight.

There were tears in her eyes, but her face was full of smiles.

He Yanting looked at her with gentle eyes.

He could see that in addition to the emotion in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes, there was also something hidden deep in her eyes - nostalgia.