Chapter 497: Broad-mindedness
Tianbao said to let the person go without any delay.
While catching cicadas, he also took Yan Changkong out of the miasma forest. "There's an oxcart for rent at Pier 12 on the other side of the river. Leave directly along the road. Don't linger outside the village to investigate, or you won't live to see the sun set."
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The ox cart slowly traveled from Tubei Village to the border town for an hour and a half.
When we arrived at the border town, the sun was just setting.
Yan Changkong sat on a simple ox cart made of a few wooden boards, quietly looking at the red sunset in the sky.
Miss Su has a very good sense of timing and doesn't leave him any leeway.
"Moo~" The big buffalo with gray-black skin and sparse hair let out an impatient cry and swung its heavy horns, as if it didn't like the people rushing out from every corner.
The driver was a member of the Twelve Wharf Gang. He ignored the people approaching and spread his hand in front of Yan Changkong, "Forty cents for a generous reward."
The Nansang secret guard who ran over saw with his own eyes the prince of this dynasty jump out of the broken car and obediently paid the silver.
The man at Pier 12 took the money, weighed it with satisfaction, put it in his arms, turned the car around and drove away.
"Is the prince okay? We have followed him all the way here, but unfortunately we have never been able to sneak into the place of exile to rescue him. I hope the prince will forgive me!" The leading secret guard apologized in a low voice.
Yan Changkong glanced at them indifferently.
The six people who came were all top masters of the Nansang Royal Secret Guard.
Because of the different regions, their appearance is slightly different from that of the Dai Viet people. Even if they wear cloth clothes and dress like ordinary people, people with sharp eyes can see the difference.
"The border town is full of spies from various countries, so there's no way you can hide. Is the boat back to Nansang ready? Come on board first, and we'll talk on board."
The secret guard obeyed the order and said no more. He led Yan Changkong to the carriage parked at the inner corner of the city gate and rushed to the dock in the border town.
As soon as the carriage left the street, there was movement in the streets and alleys of the border town.
Countless figures flashed by quietly, in ordinary houses, backyards of taverns, dilapidated and deserted alleys in the city... carrier pigeons suddenly appeared and flew in different directions.
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The embers on the horizon gradually faded.
The little children who had played in the miasmic forest returned home with a lot of fun. They counted the poisonous cicadas they caught and exchanged them for candy beans from Grandpa Poison.
The elders of the Su family didn't know until Tianbao came back that Yan Changkong had left Tubei Village and returned to Nansang.
The old man and the old lady were silent for a moment, and finally sighed silently.
"Just let him go. He is from Nansang, so of course he has to go back. I just hope that the countries don't go to war... Once a war breaks out, the common people will suffer." Old Master Su sighed.
Su Da shook his head. "It's hard to say. The common people don't like war, but it's the emperor's decision whether to fight or not. Nan Sang is too ambitious, and it's hard to say what will happen next."
After dinner, the elders sat together and sighed.
The younger ones also sat in a corner of the yard, enjoying the cool evening breeze and chatting in private.
Su An, "Tianbao, are you just going to let him go back like this?"
"Well, keeping him here is of little use. Letting him go might change the situation." Tian Bao said in a faint voice, "The countries have been mired in conspiracy for decades. At that time, Yan Changkong was not even born. The one who was truly ambitious was the Emperor of Nansang. Yan Changkong told the truth. Between the interests of Nansang and his own, the Emperor would not choose him."
Su Wu heard this and thought he understood. "What it means is that one can have eight or ten descendants at any time, but the opportunity to unify the world will never come back. In comparison, Yan Changkong is worthless. If that's the case, why not just kill him? He will help Nan Sang when he returns. After all, Yan Changkong is not stupid."
The small farmer's stool is not very friendly to people with tall height and long legs. Every time Bai Yu sits on the stool, he has to stretch his legs straight, and it is uncomfortable to bend them.
He raised his lip and smiled, explaining to Xiao Wuzi, "You don't understand this. Yan Changkong is a rational and calm person, and he is very cunning. If he returns, he will definitely take that position. Another point is that Yan Changkong is quite sensible and knows how to weigh the pros and cons. He won't start a war easily unless he is absolutely sure."
Tian Bao half-lowered her eyes, "The Huo family was once persecuted by the eleven nations, and the hatred they felt was deep. But Master's wish is for a peaceful world without war."
When there is peace and no war, the people will not have to suffer from the hardships of war and live in misery.
The boys fell silent, their eyes flickering.
Outside the gate of the Su family courtyard, a thin and handsome man stood quietly in the shadows for a long time, holding a broken palm-leaf fan.
Then a smile appeared at the corners of his eyes. He waved the palm-leaf fan in his hand and turned around to go back to his own yard.
"He came quietly and left quietly, are you a thief?" A murmur came from behind.
He turned around and saw the little old man squatting on the top of the courtyard wall, like an owl catching mice in the night.
Huo Ziheng smiled and simply turned around and walked to the old man's side, looking up and inviting him, "I am very happy to have such disciples in my life. Old Du, come down and have a cup of tea and chat with me."
"No, there's nothing to talk to you about. You just smell so pedantic and sour. It makes me sick!" Du Buqin sat down, his triangular eyes squinting from top to bottom. "You're not going to take revenge. Are you willing to just let it go?"
Huo Ziheng's smile remained undimmed, his voice gentle, "The Huo family's vengeance has nothing to do with the common people. If I disregard the innocent for my own selfish reasons and bring disaster to the world, what difference does that make me and those people?"
The old man pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and jumped down from the wall. "Forget it, forget it. It's really pitiful that you can't find a tea partner. I'll drink two cups with you. How much is Dahongpao?"
"Can."
"Can you please speak properly? We are villagers now, half-peasants!"
"A gentleman must be presentable and not vulgar."
The old man took a few big steps forward with his hands behind his back, disdainfully walking with him, "Fuck."
Grandpa is just vulgar, so what!
This caused a few chuckles from the scholars.
In the Huo family courtyard, Mrs. Huo had already lit a small stove and put tea leaves in the teapot to boil.
When he saw the man and the old man come back, he still looked at them with a frown, but didn't say much.
After being married for decades, she knew her child's father's temper very well.
Never a hard-hearted person.
Twenty years ago, we extended a helping hand to the newly arrived Su family, and we do the same to the people of the world today.
She liked his looks and talent, but she liked his broad mind even more.
"Mom, you're a little abnormal today. You rarely make tea for Dad yourself." Little Wheat Ear squatted beside her, holding his cheeks with his hands, laughing and teasing.
Mrs. Huo glanced at her. "Why are you still here? You're so talkative and annoying! Get out of the way! Your brother and sister are chatting happily next door, go make some noise over there!"
"When I was little, I was a treasure. Now I'm just a weed? Okay, okay, I'll leave. The only one who can charm you is my dad, humph!"
"Get lost! If I didn't have my dad, how could I have you? You unfilial daughter! Go away!"
Dissatisfied with her daughter's slow walking, Mrs. Huo picked her up and kicked her out without any pity.
You little stinky girl, you dare to make up stories about her father?
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