The patriarch's mind was also in a mess, with no idea what was going on.
Ever since he took over the position of team leader, the entire village has been living here.
Although there are wars outside from time to time, it has never been as chaotic as this time.
"Uncle Nine," he said, not daring to trust those nobles, much less to entrust the lives of the entire village to their consciences. "How about we move away, deeper into the countryside?"
Pointing his finger deep into the mountains, he thought that someone outside might discover him. So, if he moved into the mountains, could he avoid many dangers?
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but knock his crutch against his leg. "Are you confused?! Our village may not be large, but it's not small either. If we move deep into the mountains, we'll have to reclaim the land all over again, and we'll have to travel further to buy salt."
"There are more beasts on our body than those outside. Any snake, insect, rat or ant can kill us."
"Have you ever thought about the difficulties involved?"
The clan leader was well aware of the dangers involved. "I've said before, of course I know what you've said, but compared to these dangers, is it right to hand our lives directly into the hands of the nobles?"
"Moving to the mountains is certainly dangerous, but at least our lives are in our own hands."
"And you don't have to worry about being drafted by those noble lords and being dragged to the front lines."
Uncle Jiu remained silent after hearing what he said.
The villagers looked at each other, undecided for a moment.
The old butler brought a group of soldiers to the mountain. Following the map drawn by An Jingzhi, they finally found the place after many twists and turns.
But unexpectedly, they met a group of soldiers wearing tattered clothes on the road.
When the two sides met, the old butler was still a little worried. Although he knew the master's abilities, this was the first time these soldiers had truly faced the enemy.
After the soldiers on both sides clashed, his heart was completely at peace.
The soldiers on the opposite side were like chickens and dogs, and they fell down at the first blow. After asking around, the old housekeeper found out that these were defeated soldiers who had retreated from the front battlefield and were harassing the surrounding civilians.
They did not dare to disturb the people living in the fiefdoms of the nobles, and only targeted these mountain people who had no one to protect them.
Hearing this, the old butler became a little worried and hurriedly asked about Miki Village. When he learned that these people had harassed Miki Village, he became even more worried.
He immediately ordered people to escort the prisoners and rush towards Miki Village.
The group of soldiers around him were all wearing armor, and they were obviously elite soldiers.
The villagers on guard in Sanmu Village saw it from a distance and were so frightened that they immediately rang the gong to warn people.
The villagers who had gathered together to discuss a way out were immediately frightened and picked up their weapons and ran towards the village entrance.
When the old housekeeper heard the warning sound coming from Miki Village ahead, he immediately remembered what his master said: there would be someone on guard in Miki Village who would alert the entire village if they spotted a stranger.
He was afraid of misunderstandings, so he immediately stated his purpose in a loud voice.
"Don't get me wrong, we have no ill intentions. We are here to look for someone!"
Uncle Jiu came to the high platform where the village was on guard duty, and looking at the group of soldiers in golden armor in front of him, he felt despair in his heart.
But when he saw the person opposite him stop and no longer move forward, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart.
When the clan leader heard the old housekeeper say that they were looking for someone and had no ill intentions, he asked, "Uncle Jiu, what on earth are these people here for?" He felt uneasy.
As soon as he finished speaking, the old housekeeper's voice came from below, asking them to open the door and talk in person.
The villagers were talking about it and were in a panic, unsure whether to open the door or trust the group of people opposite.
"Open the door."
Uncle Jiu sighed. The people on the other side were a group of real elite soldiers, different from the defeated soldiers they had repelled yesterday. If they really wanted to attack their village, they could just push over directly without having to deceive them.
"This..." The patriarch hesitated.
"If you don't open the door, they can't get in?"
Uncle Jiu's words made the patriarch face the reality.
…
After opening the door, Uncle Jiu took the lead and walked in front. He smiled kindly and welcomed the uninvited guests.
"Sir, what brings you to our Sanmu Village?"
Uncle Nine finished speaking and bowed respectfully to the old housekeeper. The old housekeeper knew that this old man must be a relative of their master, so how could he dare to accept it? He quickly stepped back.
He dodged to the side and helped the other person up: "I guess you are Uncle Nine?"
Uncle Jiu was slightly stunned by the other party's respectful title. Before he could react, the old butler immediately explained his identity.
The villagers thought his words were like a fairy tale.
Their kid who went out to work saved a young nobleman, and later by mistake was mistaken for the young nobleman. Now he is the mayor of Qucheng.
Just when everyone was still wondering whether the old butler was joking, all the confusion in Uncle Jiu's mind was dispelled, and all the puzzled questions were answered.
No wonder that kid knew so many things and even drew the method of composting and fertilizing by himself. It turned out that the thing was thought up by the kid himself.
But something seemed wrong. According to the person opposite who claimed to be the housekeeper, Jingzhi had only recovered his memory a few days ago. It seemed that Jingzhi had deceived him.
He felt a little relieved. It seemed that although Jingzhi had many minor flaws, he was sincere to the villagers. Even when he was in such a dangerous situation, he still thought about them.
Jingzhi should have recovered his memory a long time ago, but he knew that he was in danger, so he pretended that he had not recovered.
Now that he has confessed to the housekeeper, he should have acquired the ability to protect himself.
Although he didn't know the reason, he felt that his guess was pretty close.
But he couldn't completely believe what the man said based on just a few words. Finally, Uncle Jiu decided to go there himself with a few young people from the village.
The others would stay in the village. If the story was true, they would move to Qucheng together. If it was not true, the group of villagers left behind, led by the clan leader, would have to find their own way out.
…
An Jingzhi thought that the scene of himself getting to know the villagers should be a very heartwarming one.
When the old housekeeper informed him to bring Uncle Nine and others, he immediately put down what he was doing and hurried over.
Unexpectedly, what was waiting for him was Uncle Jiu's walking stick.
Fortunately, he was agile and dodged Uncle Jiu's cane. He stood not far away and said aggrievedly, "If you have something to say, please talk it over. We haven't seen each other for so long, why are you fighting as soon as we meet?"
The person the original owner hated the most was Uncle Nine. No matter how others felt guilty and doted on him, Uncle Nine would never show mercy when it came to dealing with him.
The old butler stood there looking left and right, not knowing whether he should stop it.
It was not until An Jingzhi waved his hand that he went down with a little worry, giving the space to the two of them.
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