Chapter 172 This Ginseng Grows Bigger Than a Radish

In just a few days, Zhan Xiangwen actually transferred more than 20,000 dan of grain.

Xie Jingci was very polite to someone who truly cared about the people: "Feel free to speak."

Zhan Xiangwen glanced at Gu Churou and said, "To be honest, General, Ah Rou and I were wrongfully imprisoned this time, and we've long planned to find a chance to escape. However, I know very well that the general has the final say in this team. If you two don't agree, then even if my plan is the most thorough, I won't be able to escape."

He solemnly assured Xie Jingci, "Of course, we are not leaving immediately. We will make proper arrangements for the refugees in this area. Please rest assured, General."

Xie Jingci smiled: "You two are wrong about one thing. The one who has the final say in this team is not me, but my wife."

After all, he has to listen to his wife now.

Thinking of Lu Wanyin, Xie Jingci did not hide his joy at all.

Zhan Xiangwen was stunned at first, then suddenly realized and bowed to Xie Jingci: "Thank you, General. We will go and ask for instructions from the General's wife."

A moment later.

After listening to Zhan Xiangwen, Lu Wanyin nodded without hesitation: "Of course, even if you don't care about the follow-up here, you can still leave."

Zhan Xiangwen and Gu Churou have put in a lot of effort these days.

She heard from the guards that Zhan Xiangwen was busy dealing with the news and the urgent transportation of grain.

Gu Churou stayed in the village, busying herself cooking porridge and distributing it every day, and she didn't sleep for two consecutive nights.

Besides, it was he who took the initiative to bring up the issue of food.

Although she is not someone who cares about her country and the world, she admires such people.

No matter how they fight with the emperor, she and Xie Jingci don't want the ordinary people to suffer.

Lu Wanyin subconsciously glanced at Xie Jingci, only to see that Xie Jingci was looking at her quietly.

Lu Wanyin quickly looked away: "It's settled. From now on, you can leave anytime you want."

Zhan Xiangwen was excited. "Thank you both very much. From now on, you are friends of our Zhan family. If there is a chance, you two can come to Zhongyuan Luocheng and I will host a welcome party for you."

Lu Wanyin smiled: "Okay, okay. Let's say goodbye today. I hope you two can return to the Central Plains soon and get married soon."

Gu Churou blushed at her sudden words and hid behind Zhan Xiangwen in shame, refusing to show her face again.

Lu Wanyin sighed in her heart and thought for a moment: "Please wait a moment."

She walked to her luggage and pretended to rummage inside, but in fact she took out the smallest ginseng from the space.

Among the medicinal herbs she had found in the mountains before, ginseng was the most precious one.

When I took it in, it was normal.

After several days, even the slowest growing one has tripled in size.

Each one is as big as a radish and looks a bit scary.

Lu Wanyin deliberately took the smallest one, which was still heavy.

She brought the "little" ginseng to Zhan Xiangwen and said, "You know our situation. When you come to do something, I don't know if I can go, so I sent this gift in advance. After all, the road of exile is hard, and there are not many good things. Please don't despise it."

Just hearing her words, Zhan Xiangwen was already very moved.

He honestly felt that the word "hardship" was appropriate no matter who in the team said it was, except for them.

He was watching everything in secret.

Whose exiled prisoners can order dishes for three meals a day?

Zhan Xiangwen thought so in his heart, but he was already polite: "How could it be? To have your blessings is more precious than anything else."

He knew that the Xie family had been ransacked.

Food can be found on the road, but where can I get gifts?

Zhan Xiangwen guessed that it was most likely that the banknotes were given directly.

After all, Lu Wanyin had cheated Hou Yuanji out of a lot of money along the way.

When Zhan Xiangwen saw what Lu Wanyin handed to him, he felt like he was slapped hard in the face.

This is called hardship

This is no good gift.

This ginseng is nearly a thousand years old.

Zhan Xiangwen stared at the ginseng as big as a radish and was stunned for a while.

As if in a dream, he mumbled a few words that no one could understand.

Bang!

Then he suddenly slapped himself.

He looked at Lu Wanyin sincerely and said, "I might have been exhausted these past few days and had hallucinations. I actually saw a fresh radish that looked like ginseng."

“This is ginseng.”

Lu Wanyin was speechless and stuffed the gift into his hand: "I have delivered it. After today's separation, whether we can meet again depends entirely on fate."

Zhan Xiangwen stared at the thing in his hand and didn't hear what Lu Wanyin said at all.

Lu Wanyin had no choice but to wink at Gu Churou and said, "We're leaving now. You two should take care of yourselves. Also, don't give out too much food. A little kindness can be met with resentment. People's hearts are unpredictable. You must know when to stop."

Gu Churou's eyes were red, and she looked at Lu Wanyin and nodded vigorously.

She mustered up her courage and looked at Lu Wanyin: "Madam, you and the general are both good people. We believe that there will be a day when you will come back."

Lu Wanyin smiled, waved at her, and walked towards the team.

After Xie Jingci saw that she had finished her instructions, he gave a cold order: "Xuan Qi, set off. Anyone who falls behind by more than 100 meters will be killed."

These words were said to those members of the Xie family who were still pestering me.

Lu Wanyin and Xie Jingci, along with Xuan Qi and others, hurried ahead.

Hou Yuanji and Wu Fan had been paying attention to this side for a long time.

When Zhan Xiangwen and others arrived, Hou Yuanji had already ordered all the escorts to be ready to set off at any time.

The first one to follow at this time.

Next came some other exiled prisoners.

Including people from the Xie family’s main branch.

There were two guards standing beside the fighting members of the Xie family, with their swords drawn.

The person who was already furious didn't take what was said seriously at first.

He was frightened by the cold light reflected from the blade and quickly let go, crawling towards Lu Wanyin and the others.

In the end, it wasn't just women who were involved.

But at this moment, the women who fought fiercely all ran away, leaving only the two men, Xie Antai and Xie Zhicheng, who were at the end and had difficulty running.

The two guards followed with cold eyes.

The stern faces let the two people at the end know that they would really kill people.

A hint of viciousness flashed in Xie Antai's eyes.

The scene where several people from the third room relied on their numbers to beat him up was still fresh in his mind.

He looked at Xie Zhicheng who was running for his life a few steps ahead, and suddenly picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground and smashed it hard into his knee.

Xie Zhicheng felt pain and knelt heavily on the ground.

There was a sound like bones breaking.

Xie Zhicheng fell to the ground with a scream, and the knee he was hugging began to bleed.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Antai surpassed Xie Zhicheng and fled quickly.

He turned his head and looked back. Two guards were standing beside Xie Zhicheng, with no intention of helping him.

After running a few more steps, Xie Zhicheng was getting farther and farther away from the team in front.

More than a hundred meters.

A scream was heard and quickly disappeared.

Xie Antai knew.

Xie Zhicheng, it’s over.