After two months of traveling outside, Wan Jinlan felt at peace when he returned to the mountain village.
Now even the bandit’s den makes her feel safe.
She had long been accustomed to getting up early. When the sky turned dark blue, Wan Jinlan got up, washed up, changed into a light blue short-sleeved shirt, then painted the red birthmark on her face and then applied a layer of black.
She had always presented herself in this image in the bandit camp. Although it was a bit ugly, it was safe. Although Liangzhou was far away from Guanzhong, there was no guarantee that there would not be people who recognized her, so she had to be cautious.
The cook in the kitchen has started working, and the fragrance of rice porridge wafts into the air.
It was a little chilly when I woke up in the morning. The first rays of the sun in the eastern sky revealed only a little red light, which dispelled the deep blue and the light began to brighten.
Fan Jing poked her head out from the next room, holding a basin to fetch water. When she saw her, she hurried over and called out "Madam".
Wan Jinlan rubbed her head.
"What are you doing up so early?"
Fan Jing said: "Brother Si Nian exercises every day. He gets up earlier and doesn't wait for me."
Wan Jinlan nodded, then walked towards the back mountain.
An Xi appeared out of nowhere and jumped in front of her, saying in a low voice, "I forgot to tell the master yesterday that the Third Young Master's wife gave birth to a girl prematurely."
Wan Jinlan's heart skipped a beat: "Premature birth?"
An Xi nodded and continued, "Master, don't worry. The Third Young Master is now highly regarded by the Third Young Master Li Yue and is now his advisor. The Third Young Master's wife and the young lady have been taken to Madam Ji's place and are now in Hua County, where they are being cared for by someone special."
Wan Jinlan glared at him, "They are now hostages!" How could she not worry?
Just like Xiao Feng pretended to surrender to Li Yanfeng and personally sent Fan Jing's brother Fan Rui as a hostage. The hostages were to ensure the absolute loyalty of his subordinates.
Just like Fan Jing to Fan Rui.
An Xi touched his nose and said, "Master, don't worry. I have seen the Third Young Master's wife. She and the child are doing well now. Madam Ji has hired a wet nurse and a maid for her. She told me to tell you that she is fine now and there is no need to worry."
Even if Wan Jinlan was worried, he couldn't just go and snatch the person out.
As she spoke, they had already arrived at the entrance to the back mountain, but Wan Jinlan couldn't find the entrance she had opened before.
The stone wall in front of me and the mountain behind it look seamless, as if they were one.
An Xi didn't say anything for a moment, wanting to see if his master could find the switch.
Wan Jinlan scratched the rock on the stone wall and broke it with a hard twist.
She knew the entrance was here, so her eyes began to wander in front of her. She groped around the uneven rock wall for a long time, but couldn't find any mechanism.
The tunnel was only six feet deep at the beginning, so it was impossible for the mechanism to be set up on it. She lowered her head and saw three pieces of broken stones of different sizes rolling around in front of her feet.
She noticed that the ground under the stone on the far right was slightly concave, so she stepped on it. With a "click", the passage leading to the back mountain appeared before her.
I don’t know who built this door, but it looks perfect at first glance.
Fan Jing came running over from behind, panting, and followed her inside.
The little girl has gained a lot of weight since I first met her, and she looks much healthier.
After walking through the passage, the other end was still closed.
Fan Jing shouted, "Uncle Zhang, open the door for me."
When the gatekeeper heard Fan Jing's words, he didn't open the door for a moment, but asked, "Who did you come with?"
Fan Jing said, "Yes, Madam."
Although Wan Jinlan has been away for two months, he still has a strong presence in the village.
The sky was blue at this time, the sun was half-set in the sky, and the orange-red light illuminated the layout of the back mountain.
The gatekeeper named Zhang was a middle-aged man in his forties with a dark red face and a tall and strong build.
After seeing Wan Jinlan, he clasped his fists and called her "Madam".
Wan Jinlan remembered him. He was one of the soldiers she had trained as a joke.
Wan Jinlan nodded and walked inside with Fan Jing and An Xi.
The back of the mountain had changed dramatically. A large mud house had been built in the front left, and the land had become flat. Smoke rose from the stove, and the smell of minced meat porridge carried on the wind into her nose. As for the right side, except for the flat land of the martial arts field, the rest of the land was still uneven, and even weeds had grown green.
The team of 400 people were now running on the bumpy road, each carrying a sack on their back. They were all sweating profusely, but they gritted their teeth and held on.
On the further right, there were dozens of young men like Wei Sinian, doing horse stance.
Seeing this, Fan Jing bowed to Wan Jinlan and said, "Madam, I'm late again today. I'll leave first."
Wan Jinlan nodded and watched her line up and start exercising. Although she was small, she looked very serious.
Wei Xian is the coach in the Kyoto Imperial Guards. Now it is easy for him to train less than a thousand soldiers.
Wan Jinlan walked around the back mountain and then climbed up the mountain, trying to find a place to build a firearms workshop.
Firearms are dangerous things, and dangers are inevitable during the production process. While paying attention to safety, you also have to conceal your presence.
When they returned to the village, the cook had already prepared breakfast. After Wei Xian finished his morning exercises, he brought Wei Sinian back for dinner.
The people in the back mountain also started to eat and had half an hour to rest.
Smoke was rising from the village, and each household began their busy morning routine.
Mrs. Song placed breakfast in the outer room of the empty house and asked Wan Jinlan to go and have the meal.
Things are different now than before, and there are no longer so many requirements for meals. In the past few months, it has become common for her to sit on the floor and eat dry food.
There were some pickles on the table. In front of her and Mrs. Song was a bowl of rice porridge. In front of Fan Jing, in addition to the porridge, there was also a bowl of goat milk.
Seeing her staring at the goat milk, Madam Song asked with a smile, "Do you want some goat milk too? I'll ask Mrs. Pei to serve you a bowl."
Wan Jinlan did not refuse. She was thinking about the fact that it would be difficult for her to get pregnant in the future. She had not been able to take medicine for two months. After finishing her business with Madam Song and Wei Xian, she would go to see Liu Langzhong to check her pulse.
Whether to have children in the future is one thing, and whether to have children is another. She still cares a lot about her own body.
Mrs. Song shouted loudly, and the cook brought another bowl of hot goat milk.
"The ewes in our village have given birth to lambs. They have plenty of milk. If you are not used to it, there are cow's milk vendors in town."
Wan Jinlan had already smelled the strong smell of mutton. After finishing the porridge, he probed the chipped porcelain bowl and found that it was no longer hot, so he simply drank it all in one gulp.
She drank it all while holding her breath, and only managed to hold it in so that she didn't vomit.
Wan Jinlan was not even as old as Xia Feng. Madam Song saw that Wan Jinlan was just like Fan Jing, a child. She said with a smile, "Next time, ask the buyers to buy some almonds. Cooking them with goat's milk will make it less smelly."
Wan Jinlan poured a cup of tea, pursed his lips and said, "We need to add some rock honey."
Mrs. Song smiled and said, "I have two months' account books here. I'll give them to you later. Mr. Wei also said that he will pay the salary next month. Let's settle the accounts later."
Wan Jinlan suddenly felt a headache.
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