The father and daughter Zhao Qingyan fought in a completely unconventional way. They would attack with knives as soon as the other side picked up a knife, so logically the father and daughter should have been holding a machete to defend themselves.
The father and son refused to listen. Zhao Minggeng dodged to the side and kicked them.
Zhao Qingyan used her lightness skill to leap up and kick the opponent in the head.
Well, two were gone in an instant; the speed astonished the people spinning around.
With three assassins gone, the situation has reversed. They were previously in a comfortable lead, but have now fallen into a disadvantageous position.
Zhao Minggeng and Zhao Qingyan were like machines, kicking each person one by one, quickly knocking them down. Even those who didn't die were broken or had their bones fractured.
With only the leader remaining, Zhao Minggeng asked, "Should we leave them alive?"
Han Dongjia's words, "I won't keep him," also led to his immediate death.
After the Zhao father and daughter stopped fighting, there were about twenty assassins lying haphazardly on the ground.
Using the large basket as cover, Zhao Qingyan rummaged through it and pulled out a large cloth bag containing steamed buns, water, and about three or four pounds of roasted meat.
Hand it over.
"You must all be exhausted. Go and eat something. Are there any injured brothers who need medical treatment?"
Are you planning to leave or stay in the mountains?
If you're heading out of the mountains, go straight along this road. When you see three trees growing together, turn right. There's a road that leads directly to the main road to Wufang Town.
If we're going to stay here, we should get rid of these people first. Leave no one alive; my family doesn't want unnecessary trouble.
With the help of his men, Han Dongjia quickly washed his hands, picked up a steamed bun, and took a big bite.
I chewed and swallowed faster, and finally felt like I had some strength left.
"Thank you for your help. My surname is Han, Han Xuri. We will definitely clean this place up completely and leave no trace."
"I am deeply grateful and need no thanks. If you need anything, just go to Manager Zhao at Wangyue Tower, and he will do everything he can to help."
Zhao Qingyan waved her hand.
"You're welcome, we've known each other for a long time. Alright, you two get some rest, Dad and I will be leaving now."
With a basket on his back and a machete in hand, he walked into the depths of the forest.
The route was just a little off-center.
One must always be wary of others; one's own base must not be discovered.
Of course, there was also a test involved. If Han Dongjia sent someone to follow them, then the Zhao family would have to consider whether to continue cooperating with Wangyuelou in the future.
Fortunately, this Mr. Han was not reckless and did not send anyone to follow the father and daughter.
Actually, it wasn't that Han Dongjia didn't want to send someone to follow them, but rather that after considering their own strength, they felt it was really unnecessary.
If the Zhao father and daughter had any ill intentions, they could have simply refrained from making a move.
Why go to such lengths to help them kill?
Judging from how swiftly the father and son killed the man, Han Xuri felt that if his men dared to follow them, they would most likely be discovered.
It will be bad for everyone in the end.
As for people going into the mountains, let them do whatever they want. Everyone has their secrets.
Look at this roasted meat, hmm, it's rabbit. I suppose this father and son are here to hunt.
Zhao Qingyan and her father deliberately slowed down their pace. Occasionally, they would encounter a pheasant or a rabbit, but Zhao Minggeng didn't even need to lift a finger; Zhao Qingyan would simply take care of it with a small pebble.
After collecting more than ten prey, the father and son made sure no one was following them, then turned and headed to the valley.
By the time we reached the valley, dusk had fallen.
Seeing Zhao Changgeng and the others working in the valley, the father and son were relieved.
It seems this valley will not be peaceful from now on; we must be even more careful when entering and leaving in the future.
"Third brother, you're back? How are you all?" Zhao Changgeng said happily.
"It's alright, it's alright, everything's fine! It was a close call. The exam was delayed for a few days because of the earthquake. You guys just left early and missed it."
The messenger who brought the good news came to the village the day before yesterday. My dad and I returned to the village yesterday.
"I heard you guys were working in the valley, so I rushed over to help."
The two brothers bumped each other's shoulders to show their joy.
He was overjoyed to learn that all five of them had passed the imperial examination and become scholars.
"Our family has five scholars now! That's truly amazing!"
Zhao Qingluan spoke loudly, showing no regret or jealousy at all, as he hadn't even passed the preliminary examination.
Zhao Minggeng was still a little embarrassed.
"Hey, I really only got into this school by luck."
If it weren't for the earthquake, the university administration had to change the exam questions at the last minute, making them all about natural disasters and man-made calamities.
My family discusses these issues every day, so I'm not sure if I'll pass the exam.
My daughter asked me if I could pass the economics exam, and the answer is definitely no.
Qingyang also said that he listens to it every day, and even if he just copied it, he should be able to copy it by heart.
"Hahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter, this was really lucky.
Zhao Minggeng was in charge of talking to his brother and nephews, while Zhao Qingyan quickly went to tidy up her room with her father.
After walking all day, even someone with great stamina will experience backaches, leg cramps, and other ailments.
After tidying up, I quickly boiled a big pot of water; I had to take a hot bath today.
The next day.
The crops in the valley are growing significantly better than those outside; even the sweet potatoes and potatoes grown there are much larger than those grown in the village.
While digging, Zhao Qingyan sighed, "This work is really tiring." Suddenly, she remembered...
In his own space, there are still farming tools he bought in his previous life, such as that hand-pulled plow.
That thing is completely manual, requiring no machinery. One person can easily operate it, and it's incredibly convenient for harvesting potatoes and sweet potatoes.
How do we get to the main road?
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Qingyan returned to her room and soon brought out the hand-pulled plow wrapped in cloth.
"Uncle, Dad, Brother, come and take a look. I have something good to show you. I've forgotten about it because I haven't seen you in so long."
Zhao Qingyan shouted, summoning all the "men" over.
They unwrapped the cloth layer by layer, finally revealing a plowshare that was clearly made of fine iron. Except for Zhao Minggeng, the mouths of the others were agape.
"Third girl, this thing must have cost a lot of money. How can it be shiny from just this iron?"
Zhao Changgeng voiced what everyone was thinking.
"Hey, how would I know? Anyway, I bought it from that foreign merchant I met before, but I didn't use it at the time, so I forgot about it."
It's been sitting in my room all this time.
That foreign merchant did mention that their smelting technology seems to be superior to ours.
The plowshare is made of steel, not iron. It's stronger, more durable, and harder than iron, and of course, it's more expensive.
It's supposedly very easy to use; one person can operate it without needing anyone to hold the plow. I'll demonstrate it for you, and you'll see.
But let's not tell outsiders about this yet. Let's go to town later and make a few according to the blueprints, then we'll talk about it.
Otherwise, if everyone comes to borrow from us, should we lend it or not?
Especially since ours is expensive; it's not one of those cheap things made in a blacksmith's shop.
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