Zhuangzhuang was also very proud and satisfied with his reaction. He once again thanked Xiaoguo for preparing these for him.

The wall was full of books, all of which were bought by Xiaoguo one by one. They were fixed with nails and wooden boards, and the entire wall of the room where Qin Anming had temporarily lived was made into bookshelves.

After all, this will be a magnificent house in the future, so Xiaoguo decided to decorate it in advance.

Yang Jia wanted to read almost every one of them, but he also knew that he could not swallow too much, so he carefully selected three books and said goodbye happily after agreeing to return the books soon. He had to hurry back to study!

After Yang Jia left, Xiao Guo happily came to the finished bathroom, looked left and right, and became more and more satisfied. It was really good, really great!

The space inside had also been measured in advance. It didn't need to be too big, as long as it could fit a bathtub with some space left over.

A movable door with a wooden latch that locks with a push and opens with a push.

Xiaoguo turned it on and off several times, and finally got enough of it.

She still remembered that she had to go to make some money for wood, so she put her purse in her pocket, asked Zhuangzhuang to watch the door, and went to the house she mentioned.

After walking halfway through the village, Xiaoguo finally found the family. The door was open. Xiaoguo called a few times at the door and only went in after someone came out.

When he told the person his purpose, he was stunned and said that the money had already been paid, exactly three taels of silver, which Yang Jia had just paid.

This time it was Xiaoguo's turn to be stunned. Yang Jia paid?

This Yang Jia! Xiao Guo found it funny. He was such an honest man. In the end, he only got two taels of silver. He really didn't take a penny more.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Xiaoguo left and walked towards home.

Along the way, I was thinking that Yang Jia is really a good kid.

Yes, he is just a child. Although he is old enough to be a father in this era, in Xiaoguo's eyes, he and Zhuangzhuang are almost the same, both are children, and Yang Jia is also a little brother.

"Mom, I wiped all the bookshelves and books again!"

His strong little eyebrows twitched, as if he wanted to ask Xiaoguo for a kiss again.

Xiaoguo was not stingy with his praise. He praised Zhuangzhuang and leaned over to give him a kiss.

"Let's go cook!"

Xiaoguo led the happy Zhuangzhuang towards the kitchen.

Beijing...

"Shan He, why are you here today?"

The current emperor, Shao Zhan, sat steadily on the dragon chair, holding a brush in one hand, commenting on the memorials slowly and leisurely.

In the dim candlelight, Jiang Shanhe sat opposite, feeling a little melancholy. Looking at the man in front of him who pretended to be ignorant even though he knew the truth, he was really speechless.

I had no choice but to repeat once again what I had already written countless times in the memorials I submitted.

"Your Majesty, the palace is now stable, and all the remnants of the previous dynasty have been killed. I have accomplished my mission, and the injustice in my family has been redressed. Now I really miss my mother, my wife, and my young daughter, so..."

The emperor put down his brush, looked at Jiang Shanhe, and sighed, "Speak human language!"

"Your Majesty, I want to go home."

Jiang Shanhe was not actually used to these flowery words, but now that his status was different, he did not dare to disobey his superiors.

The emperor gazed into the distance quietly, his eyes full of deep thought. It was not easy for him to get everything he has now, and the most important person to get all this was Jiang Shanhe. Without him, how could he sit in this position so easily? To his subordinates, he and his troops were his indispensable right-hand men and women, and even his secret weapons.

But to his friends, he is his closest friend. It is inevitable that he feels lonely sitting in this position. The only person he can trust is Jiang Shanhe, and the only one he can confide in is him.

It was an agreement made beforehand. As long as he helped him become the emperor, and he would redress the grievances of the Jiang family, Jiang Shanhe's mission would be accomplished and it would be time for him to return home to be with his family.

But...I really don't want to let him go...

"Shan He, a bright future is just around the corner. Stay. You will have everything in the future."

The implicit meaning is to let go of everything in Taohua Village and accept your current identity again. In the future, money, status, women and children will all come to you at a glance.

Jiang Shanhe also understood. She did not waver at all in the face of the emperor's slightly seductive voice. She looked at him firmly and shook her head. He still had to return to them.

The two men looked at each other, neither of them showing any intention of giving in, and they remained silent for a long time. Finally, Shao Zhan sighed and said, "Forget it, this stone!"

"Come back next spring and help me one last time."

The emperor looked at Jiang Shanhe seriously and sincerely stated his last request.

Jiang Shanhe wanted to refuse. The thought of going home had been tormenting him for a long time. He missed the three people at home day and night. At this moment, he couldn't wait to grow wings and fly to Taohua Village in the blink of an eye. So he refused Shao Zhan's request without even thinking about it.

Shao Zhan saw through his refusal in a second, so he spoke up early, "You have to consider your brothers as well."

Jiang Shanhe paused. Yes, what would happen to the soldiers who had fought through thick and thin with him after he was gone? On one side were his family, and on the other were his brothers who had fought through thick and thin with him. Jiang Shanhe was caught in a dilemma.

Jiang Shanhe was torn between longing and responsibility. After a long while, he let out a breath and said, "Okay, next spring!"

In the end, his current responsibilities took over. Even though he missed his family very much, he could not abandon his brothers who had been with him through thick and thin. He must take advantage of this time to settle them all down so that he could go home with peace of mind.

Jiang Shanhe walked out of the palace with a melancholy heart, and rode back to the house where he was temporarily living. He did not dismount, for Li Shouji was already waiting for him there.

Jiang Shanhe jumped off the horse. Li Shouji followed him, holding the reins. He could tell that something was wrong with him. Why did he feel a few years older after coming back from the palace?

Facing Li Shouji's question, Jiang Shanhe's whole body revealed an expression of "you don't understand", which made Li Shouji roll his eyes.

Li Shouji really didn't understand. He had been an orphan since childhood and was still alone when he grew up. If he hadn't met Jiang Shanhe, he would probably still be stealing in the busy city.

Jiang Shanhe was not a man who could make decisions easily, so he chose the army. He would definitely put all his thoughts and energy into the issue of his army's affiliation before returning home, but he would still feel sad and sorry from time to time, feeling that he had let his family down.

When he thought of Xiaoguo taking care of her mother and children alone at home, he couldn't help feeling sad.

He was already eager to return home, but he felt even more anxious every day, wishing he could split himself in half so that he could deal with the army's affairs.

One day, when he had just finished his work and was returning home from the palace, he was sitting in the carriage while Li Shouji was driving outside. Jiang Shanhe relaxed for a rare moment, opened the curtain with one hand and looked at the bustling scene outside.

When looking around, he suddenly saw a small stall. Jiang Shanhe's eyes lit up and he called Li Shouji to stop.

Li Shouji didn't understand why, so he pulled over and found a place where he wouldn't get in the way.