Zhou Changsheng's tearful explanation finally managed to give these men a pitiful identity.
With these new people in the team, Zheng Xinghai was so happy he couldn't sleep.
Anything can happen on the road of refugees, and their numbers are limited. With these people, their safety on the road is guaranteed.
That night, Nanzhi nestled in Song Hanyan's arms.
"Song Hanyan, why are there only so few people? Where are the rest?"
You should know that she saw more than just these people in the valley back then.
Song Hanyan: "The remaining people are partly like this group, and partly recruited by the Crown Prince."
Nanzhi understood that perhaps because there were too many people, the Crown Prince was afraid of being discovered by his superiors, so he could only recruit a portion of them.
However, after this incident, it was impossible for Song Hanyan to train soldiers again.
Nan Zhi had a premonition that this man would leave soon.
The next morning, the people of Taile Village woke up groggily.
I woke up early this morning to the smell of food.
"Who gets up so early to cook?" asked the village head, Wenshi.
Even the women in the village don't get up this early.
Zheng Xinghai lifted the blanket and took a closer look.
“Those blacksmiths.” He said, then lay down again.
Wen pulled her husband up, "Did you take what I told you before to heart?"
Zheng Xinghai: "What is it?"
Wen: "It's about our girl."
The maid had been gone for many days, and had not followed them during the famine. Wen Shi pondered this every night and could not sleep.
The Nan family had just finished breakfast, and Nan Zhi and Wu Nanshuang were washing the dishes.
As usual, Song Hanyan took a few people from the village out hunting.
Zheng Xinghai walked over, "Nan girl."
Nanzhi turned around. "Village Chief, shall we set off now?"
But Song Hanyan and the others had only been gone for a short time.
Zheng Xinghai quickly waved his hand, "No, I just wanted to ask you about Zhiyi. Your aunt is worried every night and can't sleep."
"Village chief, Zhiyi is alright. I sent them ahead; they should be in the capital by now."
"The capital!" Zheng Xinghai exclaimed in surprise.
That's a great place, right under the emperor's nose.
"Don't worry, Uncle Zheng, Zhiyi is fine."
Zheng Xinghai rubbed his hands together happily, "Girl, I don't know how to thank you. Zhiyi's success today is all thanks to you."
Nan Zhi understood that, for a farmer...
The capital city—those two words seem so far away, beyond reach.
"Uncle Zheng, don't worry, Zhiyi is fine. Tell your aunt so she won't worry."
Zheng Xinghai went back happily.
Grandma Nan: "Girl, is Zhiyi really in the capital right now?"
Nanzhi nodded. According to people's current pace, they should have arrived by now.
She plans to open a restaurant in the capital so that these people can go there to negotiate.
I just wonder how things are now.
However, with the county magistrate's daughter, Lin Feiyan, around, Nanzhi didn't need to worry too much.
After everyone finished eating and cleaning up, several women from the village came over and pulled Qian Lanfang to pick wild vegetables.
"I'll go too," said Old Mrs. Nan, about to stand up.
Qian Lanfang was so frightened that she quickly helped her sit down.
“Mother, the mountain road is uneven. I will go myself. If it is really impossible, I will take Nan’er with me.”
Grandma Nan has become quite accustomed to Qian Lanfang's meticulous care.
At least I won't feel like the other party has ulterior motives like I did at the beginning.
Old Mrs. Nan sighed deeply, "I'm too old, you can go now."
She looked unhappy.
"Grandma isn't old at all. It's just that we can do all the hard work. You can just sit back and enjoy yourself."
Li Xunfang said with a smile, "Grandma, your grandson's wife is so filial."
Grandma Nan was happy, but staying here all the time wasn't a solution. As she got older, she wanted to prove that she was still useful.
But she doesn't have to lift a finger when it comes to housework.
Nanzhi couldn't bear to see the old lady so sad and disappointed.
After thinking for a moment, she returned to the carriage.
"Cherry, help me with a cross-stitch."
"Cross-stitch?" Cherry asked, puzzled. "Is the owner no longer running a restaurant?"
"Hurry up, I want a big one."
Cash on delivery.
A painting of Scroll of Qingming Festival soon appeared in Nanzhi's hands.
When unfolded, it was a full six meters long and exquisitely beautiful.
“This,” Nan Zhi said, speechless, “would take a very long time to finish embroidering.”
"Do you have any shorter ones?"
Cherry looked at the ceiling. There were some, but they weren't worth much. Of course, he wanted to sell something of value.
"No more," Cherry said against her will.
Nanzhi was anxious and didn't notice anything unusual about the cherries.
After getting off the carriage, Nan Zhi walked up to Old Lady Nan.
"Grandma, I have something here. Could you help me finish embroidering it?"
"Of course I can," Grandma Nan readily agreed, finally feeling needed.
The six-meter-long embroidery was half-unfolded, and the women watching the spectacle remained silent.
"Good heavens," Qian Lanfang exclaimed inwardly, "I've never seen such a beautiful embroidery pattern."
Li Xunfang exclaimed, "If this is embroidered well, it will sell for several hundred taels of silver."
In the county town, a small handkerchief costs two or three taels of silver.
This picture is so beautiful, it must be worth a lot of money.
Nanzhi coughed. "Grandma, I can't embroider this. Could you help me?"
This was the first time Old Lady Nan had ever seen such a large embroidery pattern, with all the colors clearly marked.
If embroidered well, it will be absolutely unique in the entire Central Plains.
Old Lady Nan had once been a lady from a prominent family, so embroidery was naturally a piece of cake for her.
"Don't worry, Zhizhi, leave it to Grandma." Grandma Nan said confidently.
Seeing that she was satisfied, Nanzhi was very relieved.
The mountain roads are slippery, and Nanzhi is really worried about letting her go out.
Qian Lanfang secretly gave Nan Zhi a thumbs up.
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