Jun Jiuling

When they came to the mountain, Yang Jing and Xia Yong were waiting.

Although Miss Jun decided to bring him back, and the sentinel also reported to everyone that outsiders had entered the village, there was still something to be explained.

"You guys talk." Xiao Zhi said, beckoning to Cook Liu, "Bring the things over here."

She took Zhao Hanqing, Liu'er's cook, into another room.

"History has already told us what happened at that time." Xia Yong said proactively, "Where is this lady going?"

"They're going to Daming Mansion," Miss Jun said.

The Daming Mansion on Hebei West Road, and now the army of Jin people is mainly concentrated in the north of Hejian Boye on Hebei West Road to confront Cheng Guogong.

The dilemma in Kaide Mansion has been resolved, and because of the emperor's fright, the Anli Army and the Guangji Army on the East and West Roads of Beijing have reinforced and stationed on the front line of Daming Mansion.

So for the entire Hebei Road, the Daming Mansion is the safest.

Many people are going there.

It is not surprising that the destination of this woman and her party is Daming Mansion.

"My guards have practiced very well with Uncle Xia and you. I'll take them there," Miss Jun said.

Xia Yong's expression was complicated, and he naturally understood what she meant. She didn't bother them with what she should do.

"I'm familiar with this section of the road, don't worry, I'll be back home no later than the fifteenth day of the first lunar month." She then laughed.

Although she has never been there before, she has followed the map several times in her heart, and the map is so detailed that even the villages are marked.

She also happened to go to verify how accurate the map was.

go home.

Xia Yong couldn't help but glance at Yang Jing.

"In the spring of next year, I will buy some cattle for plowing the fields." Yang Jing said suddenly, "I heard that the price of everything outside has increased now."

Xia Yong immediately understood.

"I don't know if Miss Jun is short of manpower?" He said after plastic surgery, "Let's go along, how much can Miss Jun give?"

Miss Jun smiled, her eyes were a little bitter.

Family, they treat her like family.

How could the family be willing to let her take risks alone.

"As for the reward, I'll take 50,000 taels of silver, and I'll give you 20,000 taels of silver anyway." She smiled and winked with a bit of playfulness.

"Although it is mainly everyone's contribution, I still want to take the lead. After all, I am here."

She stretched out her finger and pointed to her head, her expression gradually becoming serious again.

"I promise, if I take you there, I will bring you back."

After her words fell, Xia Yong and Yang Jing watched her expression change slightly.

But Xiao Zhi who was inside suddenly stretched out his hand to press his mouth, and stopped talking.

The cook who was listening to her talk about how to cut the cloth looked at her in confusion, and Zhao Hanqing, who was sitting beside him eating croquettes, also looked at her.

"Mom, what's the matter?" she asked.

Xiao Zhi coughed lightly.

"Suddenly my throat hurts." She said, turning around and picking up the kettle beside her to fill a glass of water.

Zhao Hanqing didn't take it seriously and followed.

"I'm thirsty too," she said.

Liu Er pouted.

"It's no wonder I'm not thirsty after eating so many meatballs," she muttered.

"You didn't eat less." Zhao Hanqing said bluntly.

Xiao Zhi smiled, poured water for Zhao Hanqing, and waved to Liu'er again.

"Liu'er is coming to have a drink too," she said.

Liu'er also came over immediately, watching the two girls drink water, Xiao Zhicai picked up the teacup and drank it slowly, the slightly bitter camellia slipped through his tongue.

I could hear the girl talking outside.

"... Uncle Yang, Uncle Xia, you decide who to choose, and don't choose mine or yours. You can choose whoever is suitable and who is competent."

"Oh, and even though they are allowed to live in, our identities should not be revealed."

"It's very simple. The Chinese New Year is just around the corner. Let's get busy with the New Year." Xia Yong said.

Busy year.

Yes, it's the twelfth lunar month, and another year is about to pass, so fast.

"Okay, before you leave, finish your homework." Miss Jun smiled.

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The moaning and whining of a pig suddenly turned into a howling as a knife was stabbed in.

The screams of pigs turned out to be so scary.

The people around retreated back with a coaxing sound, as if they were greatly frightened.

Liang Chengdong, who was standing aside, twitched his brows when he saw that there were two or three familiar men among the evasive and frightened people.

Afraid of killing pigs? This pig killing is not as good as killing people, right? Those who massacred those people that day did not see you being afraid.

The howling of the pig gradually subsided, and the basin for receiving blood gradually filled up.

The wooden boards were set up, and the skinning knife was rubbed brightly, waiting for the pig's blood to be drained.

"Look at killing pigs, watch killing pigs."

Children holding newly made sesame candies ran and laughed around.

"Brother Chengdong, do you still watch pig slaughter?"

Someone said later.

Liang Chengdong looked back at his two brothers walking over.

"They make tofu over there." One of them said happily, "the gravy is cooked and many people are waiting to drink it."

"I haven't seen bean curd for many years." The other sighed a bit, "Since I left the village, I see it now, it feels really kind, just like my village."

village..

These people are not real villagers.

Liang Chengdong frowned, and the most frightening thing was that they were completely villagers, so they couldn't find any flaws.

You can pretend to be a villager for a while, but you can only pretend to be a villager if you really treat yourself like a villager. However, they can kill people with a knife in the next moment without blinking an eye.

It was eerie and scary.

"Where's Madam?" He asked, "Where's Xiao Chuan?"

"That young lady is making rice cakes in her yard." A man hurriedly said, pointing, "Madam asked Xiao Chuan to help."

Compared with the place where men gather to butcher pigs and tofu, the places where rice cakes are made are mostly women, and the chatter and laughter are constantly noisy.

"Ma'am, try it."

Miss Jun came over with a piece of freshly sliced ​​rice cake and said with a smile.

The woman was sitting at the door, basking in the sun, with her feet resting on the small stool, feeling warm and leisurely.

"I've seen making rice cakes when I was a child." She smiled, stretching out her hand to twist a small piece.

"Be careful of the burn." Miss Jun said, sitting down beside her.

The woman poured the rice cake down her hands and put it in her mouth.

"I'm the opposite of you, madam. I didn't see you when I was a child, but I only saw it when I grew up." Miss Jun said, looking at the busy women talking and laughing.

Of course I followed Master to watch it, and the purpose of watching it was to eat it, but at that time she didn't think making rice cakes was interesting or delicious.

"Poor boring child." Master sighed at her.

Yes, at that time she was only thinking about how to quickly learn the skills to save her father, she had no other thoughts, it was very boring, but now thinking about coming to Master to watch the villagers slaughter pigs and sheep to make tofu and rice cakes, the feelings in her heart must be complicated.

People miss their relatives during the festive season.

"Is your family in Daming Mansion?" Miss Jun suddenly turned around and asked.

From the day before yesterday to now, they only talked briefly, and the conversation did not involve personal wealth.

This girl is not the kind of person who insinuates. When she asks this, she is simply thinking of this question, or thinking of her family.

The woman smiled.

"No," she said, "my family is not together right now."

Miss Jun looked at her in surprise.

"Your family is not together," she said.

Also this word, the woman smiled, sounding a little lonely amidst the bustle of this New Year's festival.

"It doesn't matter if we are together or not." She said, "If we are neighbors at the end of the world, we are not together day and night."

It is also interesting to use these two different poems together and at this time.

Miss Jun smiled.

Yes, they are still alive, even if they are not together, we can still see each other no matter how far away, it is better than Yin and Yang separated.

"Ma'am, what's your surname?" She thought for a while and said.

It stands to reason that people should ask their names when they first meet, but this girl has never asked. It can be said that she does not intend to inquire about the origin of her wealth, and it can also be said that she is not interested in other people's names.

Meet by chance, come and go with fate, don't ask when you come, don't read when you leave.

Asking this suddenly now probably indicated that she wanted to get acquainted with this person.

This is like the innocence of a child and the arrogance engraved in his bones.

The woman looked at Miss Jun and smiled.

"Miangui's surname is Yu." She said, "One name is Lan."

Even said the name, Miss Jun smiled.

"Madam Yu." She said, "My surname is Jun, and my first name is..."

Before he finished speaking, some hasty and sharp shouts interrupted.

"Miss Jun!"

Miss Jun raised her head and saw the shopkeeper Deshengchang walking in quickly.

His face was slightly red, and sweat was protruding from his head. This may be due to the rush in winter, or it may be due to nervousness.

Whether you're in a hurry or nervous, it's a sign that something is wrong.

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