As for what method was used, that remains unknown.
Upon seeing the evidence, Nan Dahuo turned green with shock. The person he had loved for so long was actually a spy. And now, he was about to die, his family's property had been confiscated, and from that moment on, the Nan family was finished.
Before he died, he remembered something. That year, he had made great achievements by killing countless people. When the Marquis asked him if he wanted a wife while he was drunk, his first thought was not his childhood sweetheart, but that he would be able to rise to prominence from then on.
He agreed to marry her, and a few years later he became a marquis. He met his childhood sweetheart and learned that she had given birth to his child.
I never imagined it was all a lie—the child was fake. Even the childhood sweetheart was fake.
"Your parents and relatives were all killed by them to avoid being exposed. You, Nan Dahuo, what have you brought to your family? You have directly destroyed them."
"Your parents must regret having a son like you. They regret ever having a son like you. If it weren't for you, they could at least enjoy their old age in peace."
Of course, what Lord Mo didn't say was that the one who initially wanted wealth and status was Nan Dahuo's childhood sweetheart. She brought her ex-husband's son and was ready to deceive Nan Dahuo.
It was successful, but the spy arrived in less than a year.
Lord Mo's goal was simply to infuriate Nan Da Huo. Naturally, he wouldn't reveal the truth.
“I…” Nan Dahuo was already heartbroken, but he still didn’t want to die. “Back then, I just wanted to be a minor official, but who knew that my ambition would grow bigger and bigger.”
I don't want people to say that I only achieved what I have today because of Mo Yan and my father-in-law's family, so I have never liked Mo Yan.
Seeing her reminds me of how people say I'm a kept man, and I don't want that!
He hates Mo Yan because he doesn't want people to say he's a kept man. What kind of brain does that have?
In the end, the fire at Nanjing University was torn apart by five horses.
...
When they entered Xikang, it was already winter. Mo Yan and the others were wearing cotton-padded clothes and looked at the fluttering snowflakes. It was really cold.
It turns out the South is cold too.
"We have arrived in Xikang Province. Ximen is going to Tianlou County. Someone will take you there when you arrive. Take care of yourselves."
When General Wang said this, he looked at Mo Yan. Back then, the eldest daughter of the Mo family was such a person, but now things have changed.
Of course, he knew something about how he was sent there, and they would stay to look after them, but the road ahead was still long.
"Thank you, General."
They could rest now, so Mo Yan began to deal with Wang Shi.
"Aunt Wang, quickly fetch me some hot water, I need to wash my feet."
Wang: "..."
Wang was about to lose her temper. The Nan family had already fallen, so they were definitely useless now. She had to leave; she couldn't let that old woman, Mo Yan, torment her any longer.
Every time we arrived at a destination, she had to serve us, massaging our shoulders and washing our feet. That was a common occurrence. How could a spy like her be treated so poorly?
She didn't want to, she really didn't want to.
So she planned to run away after dinner, otherwise she would get hungry easily.
Yes, she's been tortured to the point where she just wants to eat properly.
“Yes, Madam…” Madam Wang gritted her teeth, thinking viciously, “I’ll deal with you later.”
The others had already lain down; they were sleeping on a large communal bed, and it was impossible to find a decent room.
That evening, just as Wang was about to climb over the wall, Mo Yan pulled her down.
"Trying to escape? You're going to get beaten to death!"
Then Mo Yan summoned General Wang, and Wang Shi was beaten half to death.
If you kill him, who will deal with him? Of course, you'll only leave him half-dead.
Wang was taken back, and her adopted son took care of her.
The adopted son is still waiting for his mother to help him become the heir apparent, so he certainly won't let her die.
A few days later, they arrived at Tianlou County.
Tianlou County is a place connected to the ancient Qiang people. It is surrounded by continuous mountains and is also a necessary route on the Ancient Tea Horse Road. To get to the ancient Qiang people, you have to cross cliffs and climb over Erlang Mountain, relying on porters to carry your luggage.
The village they were heading to was a village of porters; all the men there had become porters, carrying tea bags, straw (for making straw sandals), and a sack of salt as they set off to earn a living. After passing the most dangerous parts, they would drop off the passengers' belongings and return, sometimes facing a precipice. [My great-grandfather was once a porter.]
The village chief didn't say anything when he saw them arrive; he simply led them to their place of accommodation.
Half the houses in the village were empty; they were reserved for exiled people. Of course, some of those houses also belonged to families whose husbands had died.
He became a porter simply because this place was so poor.
It is precisely because this place is so dangerous and there are no roads that porters are needed.
Mo Yan and the others were allocated a large courtyard where everyone lived. They would have new household registrations and settle down here from then on.
Mo Yan looked at this place, thinking about that letter.
It turns out that the old Marquis came from here, and his father was also a porter. At that time, the original owner's grandfather's greatest wish was to leave his hometown, find a way to solve the poverty in this place, and then return. However, he did not follow his heart and broke his promise.
"You all rest at home for a while. I'll go find the village chief and ask him to give us some grain. We'll pay for it ourselves."
They can't leave Tianlou County, but otherwise there shouldn't be any major problems.
Mo Yan arrived at the village chief's house and took out the silver, which they had hidden in their pockets. There are always ways to hide silver, and besides... besides, the soldiers didn't check it very carefully.
The village chief was not surprised by Mo Yan's arrival. Many people come and go in their village; some come and go, some come and die. It's normal.
When Mo Yan met the village chief, she asked his name.
He then bowed slightly to him, performing the greeting of an elder.
The old village chief is now eighty years old. Mo Yan called out to him earnestly, "Uncle, I am Mo Ze's daughter, Mo Yan. I have returned with a way to make a road available in our place."
The village elder was brought to tears by the words "Uncle" and "Mo Ze." Years ago, his younger brother had left and never returned, and everyone said, "Don't wait anymore, your brother will never come back."
But he didn't believe it; he didn't believe his younger brother wouldn't come back.
He believed his brother would return and find a way to protect everyone.
Why are there so few people in their village? Because the ancient Qiang people often come to rob them, and then they run away. They run in such a chaotic manner that it's impossible for the villagers to catch them.
Why didn't he come back?
If that's the case, why didn't he come back?
Mo Yan couldn't bear to tell him that it was because her younger brother had broken his promise, because he had put the letter in his little daughter's tree hole, and his daughter hadn't found it.
"My father fell seriously ill after finding the method, and soon after, he passed away."
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