"It's not my brother's fault. We asked for it ourselves." Nangong Jinyu took her sister's hand. "We like Dongshengjing City. This is where we can be free."

"Yes, we like it here very much. Brother! It's good that you have an idea. The curse on you has been lifted. The nail in your chest should not take effect so soon. When everything is in place, you can come to the capital again. The national teacher will definitely not break his promise."

"I know." Nangong Jinyuan smiled, felt the pain in his body, and was pleasantly surprised. "It's weakening, almost imperceptible. I'm fine. The curse on our Nangong family is gone. It's been removed."

Hearing this, the Nangong sisters were also extremely excited.

"Brother! Let's go back early tomorrow morning! Don't worry about us. We will live well in Dongshengjing City."

"Okay! Brother got it."

At dawn the next day, Nangong Jinyuan got up and went back, taking his men with him, in the same hurry as when he came.

Nangong Jinyun and Nangong Jinyu accompanied him to the city gate and did not turn back to the post station until they could no longer see him.

I prepared a generous gift and went to thank Chu Xiaoxiao in person.

They arrived at an inopportune moment, as Naituanzi had gone to stay at a farm in the suburbs with the old duke and the old lady.

When she heard that her granddaughter would accompany the crown prince on a tour of the three states and six prefectures returned by the State of Nanyun, the old lady felt that she was at a disadvantage because she could not go with her. She wanted to take her granddaughter with her to live outside for a while so that the two of them could get closer.

The old duke was worried, so he followed him.

The house was left to Yang, who was very familiar with the welcoming and seeing off of guests, so they didn't need to worry about it at all.

Zhuangzi was a reward from the late emperor, and all the people living there were those who had followed the Chu family into battle and retired with honor.

The old duke and the old lady hadn't come here to visit them for a long time. Knowing that they were going on a long journey, the old duke wanted to pick a few people from the manor.

The village was very large, with fifteen hills of various sizes, hundreds of acres of fertile land, and eight villages alone. They were not small villages with a dozen households, but large villages with more than a hundred households.

Basically, all those who retired from the Chu family army were settled in this farm.

Zhuangzi has a very famous name: Rongxiu Zhuang.

This was the name bestowed by the emperor. It was decided by the Chu family's ancestor and the then Taizu.

Young men from the eight villages will be drafted into the Chu family army to make achievements, while the others will work on the farm to earn their living.

The people here come from all corners of the country, and after living here for so many years, they have basically become relatives. They are military households, belonging to the military households of Rongxiu Village.

They seldom come into contact with outsiders, and all their marriages are with people from the eight villages. Everyone is of the same status, and they are all related, so it is natural for them to get along well.

When the old duke and the old lady arrived, everyone on the farm was excited, especially the many elderly soldiers who had fought side by side with the old duke.

All of them were gathered together. It was rare for the old brothers to see each other, and it was so rare and not easy to get together.

Naituanzi nestled obediently in the old duke's arms, watching many people line up to greet him and exchange pleasantries, slowly filling up the entire hall with white-haired old people.

They were disabled, some had heavy phlegm when breathing, as if they had lung problems, and there were almost no one as energetic as the old Duke.

The old Duke himself felt deeply touched. If he had not met a precious granddaughter, his physical condition might not be much better than that of these old brothers.

Now he can speak loudly, walk with a breeze, and his face is rosy, all thanks to the water and food given by his granddaughter. Those things must be precious, and it is good enough that his granddaughter can get them for him to eat.

He couldn't bring himself to ask her to take some out and distribute it to his old brothers.

"Hey! Where's Lao Hong? Why didn't he come? And where's Lao Fantong? Where did he go?" The old Duke asked curiously when he found that two people were missing.

The old soldiers all lowered their heads and said nothing. The old Duke knew what had happened, but he did not expect that they would be separated from each other so soon, losing two of his old buddies.

[Alas! The two people that Grandfather mentioned are floating on the beams. They must have passed away. Their souls haven’t left yet. When they heard Grandfather asking them, they both cried.]

The old Duke subconsciously raised his head and looked at the beams: "Old Hong! Why didn't you let anyone tell me you were leaving? You old glutton! When you were young, you could eat five bowls of rice and a large pot of vegetables in one breath.

When you get there, don't treat yourself badly and make good use of your ability as a glutton."

After hearing what the old Duke said, everyone sitting there had red eyes.

"Old Hong died suddenly. He was patrolling the fields after breakfast as usual. His eyesight blurred, his foot missed a step, and he fell into a puddle. The puddle wasn't deep, just over a foot. When he was carried home, he was already dead."

"The military doctor at the farm examined him, and he took medicine. He passed away in the evening. He didn't suffer much and died peacefully. Before he died, he told us not to inform the prince, saying that he was old and couldn't bear to see such a thing."

"Old Fan died of typhoid fever. He was always in good health and rarely got sick. This time, everyone else survived the typhoid fever, but he didn't make it."

[The more rarely you get sick, the less you should be able to avoid getting sick. Once you get sick, nine out of ten times something bad will happen.]

The old Duke looked at the beams of the house, tears rolling down his cheeks: "Why didn't you go to the mansion and tell me? The old good-for-nothing is sick, at least go and tell me! We are all old, we need to take good care of ourselves."

Two blue-gray figures floating on the beams hugged each other and cried bitterly.

They originally thought it was just a minor illness, but they never knew they would die. Seeing how much the old Duke cared about them and was reluctant to let them go, it seemed worth it.

Naituanzi casually made a magic gesture, shot it into the air, and tapped at the old Duke's eyebrows. Before he could react, he saw the floating figures of Lao Hong and Lao Fantong.

They also saw him, and the three of them were stunned when the man and the ghost looked at each other.

Especially the old Duke, he asked his granddaughter in his arms in fear: "Xiaoxiao! Did you do this?"

The little girl nodded her head vigorously, and the bells tied to her bun made a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

[Grandfather wants to see them, doesn't he? After seeing them, he will send them to the underworld to reincarnate. They have merits, so they will definitely be reborn into a good family in the next life.]

The people in the room didn't know what the old Duke's granddaughter had done. They all looked at each other, but they didn't make any sound and just sat there quietly.

Lao Hong and Lao Fantong knelt down in mid-air and kowtowed to the old Duke.

The old Duke's eyes were blurred with tears: "You are so confused! When you are sick or injured, why don't you come to my house to find me? I have said that we are brothers for life, why don't you take it to heart?

"Hong Miao! You are the same age as me, why did you leave? I don't have time to visit you, if you fall you can just come to my house. And you, Fan Tong! You are two years younger than me, how could you leave before me? You are not trustworthy!"