The next morning, the sky was somewhat overcast.
The morning breeze is much more comfortable than the previous heat.
With the chubby boy in tow, they boarded the carriage heading to the mountains.
Along the way, seeing everyone still rushing to harvest, he said to He Fengmian, who was riding Jingfeng beside him, "The weather is good today, so everyone can be more comfortable."
He Fengmian said, "If the situation changes now, it might not be a good thing."
Seeing that she didn't understand, he explained, "In this border town, it only lasts for four or five months a year."
It's almost October now, and if the weather gets cold, it might snow.
Shulan had never actually seen it before, but she knew that the He family lived here year-round and were very familiar with the local weather.
Seeing so much grain, and considering that it had only just started to get cooler today, everyone should be able to finish harvesting without any problems, so I didn't think much of it.
The carriage soon arrived at the mountain forest, and Shulan discovered that the wind, which had felt comfortable on the way, was actually a bit cold here.
Looking at the chubby boy who was also dressed in thin clothes, she was just thinking about whether to put a coat on him when He Fengmian handed her a cloak: "The temperature in the mountains is lower than outside. The weather here changes a lot. Don't catch a cold."
He took his nephew into his arms, draped a small cloak over him, and then, after seeing Shulan put it on, said, "Let's go."
Shulan put on the cloak and immediately felt warm.
Looking at him, I thought to myself that he was really thoughtful and not arrogant because of his status; he was a very good person.
At this time, everyone went hunting and said, "Don't worry, madam, we'll pick the herbs and ripe wild fruits for you."
Many people tasted the syrup and hawthorn strips and thought that his wife was really amazing. They admired and liked her more and more.
"OK."
Shulan, along with He Fengmian and Fatty, went to search for ginseng.
The ginseng had been tied with a red string, so it was found very quickly.
All the harvesting tools were prepared; I even brought a hoe and a small shovel for digging.
This is a rather shady place, on a slope.
Be careful.
"good."
He Fengmian held his nephew in his arms, a hoe in one hand, while Shu Lan held a small shovel and a box to hold the ginseng.
He Fengmian went down first, making sure there were no poisonous snakes or insects around before leaving his tools there, and then came to help the two of them down.
Holding his nephew in one arm and her hand in the other, he said, "Slow down, be careful."
"good."
After waiting, Shulan carefully parted the ginseng leaves and found the root of the ginseng. Based on its shape and length, she said, "Not bad, it's just right for your older brother to use as medicine."
He Fengmian nodded, placed his nephew in her arms, picked up the hoe and asked, "How do I do this? Teach me."
"Okay." Shulan shared the same thought.
With my small frame, it would probably take me most of the day to use this ginseng.
It would be better to let He Fengmian do it; it would probably save a lot of time.
She pointed to the area around the ginseng: "General, first dig a circle about thirty centimeters wide here to avoid damaging the ginseng."
"Okay, you two be careful."
"rest assured."
He Fengmian began digging.
For someone like him who practices martial arts, this is naturally a piece of cake.
It was dug up in no time.
Shulan then asked him to clean the soil off the ginseng near the ground.
Then slowly push the excavator upwards.
Despite his tall stature and long arms, He Fengmian is incredibly meticulous and fast when it comes to doing things.
Even so, it still took most of the day.
After all, this is a delicate task, and the roots cannot be severed.
After the ginseng was completely dug out, He Fengmian handed it to her.
Shulan was very happy: "Thank you for your hard work."
Pull the ginseng and gently shake it to let the soil and debris fall off.
Then she carefully put it in the box, and washed it clean when she got home.
After finishing, Shulan hugged the box in a good mood.
Although she didn't dig it up, she felt very satisfied watching a ginseng that could sell for hundreds of taels of silver being unearthed.
He Fengmian, holding his nephew, carefully led her upstairs.
Just as they stood still, He Fengmian, whose hearing was extremely sharp, heard a sound of something cutting through the air.
His expression changed, and almost at the same moment, he took Shulan in his arms and left the spot. At the same time, an arrow flew past them from behind.
The person in the shadows, seeing that he had dodged, fired a second arrow. This time, as He Fengmian put Shulan down, he was holding his nephew. In the instant he kicked away the arrow, he gently placed the chubby boy in Shulan's arms.
In that instant, the crossbow on his wrist shot out into the shadows, followed by a muffled groan.
Shulan noticed a strangely dressed man fall from a tree. Although his face was not painted, he had different colored pheasant feathers stuck in his hair, and a fierce wolf's head was tattooed on his arm.
The person was only injured, not dead.
He just stared angrily at He Fengmian, muttering something under his breath.
He Fengmian ignored him and instead went to Shulan and his nephew, remaining on guard and ignoring the man's angry and anxious words.
Shulan had nothing to be afraid of when He Fengmian came to her side.
Looking at the chubby baby in his arms, he wasn't scared at all. Instead, his eyes sparkled as he looked at the baby with a look that suggested he would probably want to beat him up if the baby wasn't so small.
When Chu Si, who had been deliberately delayed, arrived, he knelt on one knee and said, "Master."
He Fengmian asked, "Did you catch them?"
"We've caught them."
"Um."
Then, he took Shulan and Fatty, and on the fourth day of the lunar month, he carried the man to the other people who had been arrested.
The men were dressed the same as the man, were equally dark-skinned, and even had similar builds. If you didn't look closely, you might mistake them for twin brothers.
On the seventh day of the lunar month, the guards bowed to their master and began to inquire: "Our Great Phoenix and your Heavenly God Tribe have always kept to ourselves. Why did you attempt to assassinate our master?"
They clearly came prepared.
Those people kept their mouths shut and didn't say anything, looking like they couldn't understand what you were saying at all.
He Fengmian said, "Let's resolve this on the spot."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
Those people probably didn't expect that he would actually try to kill them.
Panic began to spread, and one of the men spoke up: "Are you out of your minds, you useless piece of trash?"
Before he could finish speaking, He Fengmian interrupted him calmly, saying, "I don't care at all what the consequences will be. It's just a small Celestial Tribe; destroying it will be a piece of cake."
His tone remained calm, yet his entire being exuded a chilling aura: "If you don't believe me, you can try."
His policy of keeping to himself and the Celestial Tribe was not out of fear of them, but rather because there was no need for it.
But he will destroy anyone who dares to threaten Taihou's safety.
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