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In the end, only twenty-eight people were willing to leave with Zhao Dian, and the total number of people who survived to this point was ninety-four. Not counting people like Ji Ping, only less than a quarter were willing to leave with Zhao Dian.

Zhao Dian said nothing. After taking the rationed dry food, he said goodbye to Zhao Hanzhang early the next morning.

Of course, Zhao Hanzhang would not let him go back so dryly. She not only wrote an emotional letter and trusted him to bring it to Zhao Zhongyu, but also worked with Fu Tinghan to write a letter to Fu Zhi, explaining their plans. .

The further away from Luoyang, the less chaotic the situation becomes. Although there are many bandits and bandits along the way, Zhao Hanzhang has many troops, and there are refugees following him, so ordinary bandits and bandits will not cause trouble for them.

With food and fodder in hand, they went east smoothly, then bypassed Yingchuan and entered Runan. The missing guard, who had been looking for them for a long time, strayed further and further away from them on the first road. Their fast horses directly I wanted to go back to Runan through Yingchuan, but I encountered a refugee army in Yingchuan and struggled...

Zhao Hanzhang, who had been waiting for them to find them but couldn't find them:...

Zhao Hanzhang has very few memories of Runan in his mind, but Uncle Cheng is familiar with him.

Before reaching the boundary marker, Uncle Cheng pointed to a wheat field that was starting to turn yellow and said, "Sanniang, that's our village."

When Zhao Hanzhang heard this, he turned around and raised his eyebrows, "Are you in Runan?"

Uncle Cheng smiled and said: "Further ahead is Anchang, which will enter the territory of Runan. It will take at least three days to walk from here to my hometown in Xiping."

Zhao Hanzhang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "We are not going to Xiping, we are going to Shangcai."

Uncle Cheng was startled, "Shangcai?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "Shangcai and Xiping are not far away. There is my grandfather's fiefdom there, as well as the family's previously acquired fields and village. It is the most suitable place to go."

"But now the new uncle is the eldest boss..."

Zhao Hanzhang: "Will uncle come back?"

Of course that is not possible. Not to mention Zhao Ji, even Zhao Changyu has not returned to his hometown for many years.

"That's it. I'm temporarily in charge of the fiefdom for my uncle, and there's not only the fiefdom there, but also the land bought by my grandfather. I also exchanged the property here with my uncle before. In addition to the fiefdom and the food town, Shangcai's I have all the land and house deeds."

She had never thought about going back to her hometown in Xiping, where the clan was in charge. What would she, a girl who was already engaged and about to marry, do back?

Do you listen to the clan elders preaching every day?

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Go directly to Shangcai. After settling down, send someone to Xiping to inform the clan and choose a good day for my grandfather to be buried in peace."

Uncle Cheng bowed in agreement.

Shangcai and Xiping are in the same direction, and they are not separated until Aoyang Road. Shangcai is to the north and east of it, and Xiping is to the north and west of it.

The seat of Runan County was formerly located in Shangcai, but this dynasty changed it to Xinxi.

Although it has changed, Shangcai is still one of the largest counties in Runan County, and its cities are taller than other counties.

Zhao Changyu's title was inherited from his ancestors, and he was named Shangcai Bo because he was born in Runan County.

He had made great achievements, and he was expected to be promoted to the title of Marquis of Shangcai or Gong of Shangcai. Unfortunately, the person in power at the time was Empress Jia, who had always resented Zhao Changyu's opposition to her husband Emperor Hui's succession to the throne. He thought of Zhao Changyu's contribution and rewarded Zhao Zhongyu as the Marquis of Runan Pavilion.

At that time, Zhao Changyu's son, Zhao Hanzhang's cheap father, Zhao Zhi, was still alive.

During this time, Zhao Hanzhang thought about the relationship between his eldest brother and his second wife, and felt that the relationship between the two was tense. There were many internal and external factors. Not to mention internal factors, external factors, including the efforts of outsiders to provoke them, were also a major factor.

Empress Jia had worked so hard, so brothers Zhao Changyu and Zhao Zhongyu naturally couldn't let her down too much, so the relationship between the two brothers had always been very bad.

The Zhao family's Wubao is in the Xiping clan land. Although there are many assets in Shangcai, the biggest one is Zhuangzi.

The tenant farmers and long-term workers living there can form a large village. Zhao Changyu built a villa here, and his family has always taken care of it.

This Zhuangzi and other courtyards were openly included in Zhao Hanzhang's dowry list, so she is now the legitimate owner of this place.

Of course, Zhao Hanzhang would not leave without saying a word. She sent someone to notify the head of the village two days in advance and asked them to clean up the other courtyard and arrange everything.

When we arrived at Shangcai, we sent two troops to inform them every two quarters of an hour.

Fu Tinghan couldn't help but look at her. In his impression, Teacher Zhao was a very low-key person. She never liked to attract people's attention, especially in school.

Just because she is a little special, even if she doesn't go out of her way to attract attention, she will always be noticed.

Zhao Hanzhang did not explain, and led a group of people through Shangcai County. After exiting the gate on the other side, they saw the Zhao family's manor not far away.

From a distance, the people on horseback saw the scattered houses in the distance, and there seemed to be double-storey or even three-storey high-rise buildings surrounded in the middle.

There were mulberry trees planted on both sides of the road, and a group of people stood not far from the entrance of the village. When they got closer, they saw the ten tribes standing at the front. It was exactly what they had sent out to inform them. Behind them stood a middleman. A young man, and behind him were men, women, old and young. It was estimated that there should be two to three hundred people.

Zhao Hanzhang was riding at the front. Fu Tinghan instantly understood what she was going to do. He pulled the reins to slow down the horse, half a horse behind her.

Zhao Hanzhang rode forward. Zhuangtou raised his head and met Zhao Hanzhang's eyes. When he saw Zhao Ju and Cheng Bo following her, he immediately knelt down.

When the people behind him saw this, they knelt down and kneeled down on both sides of the avenue.

Zhao Hanzhang did not stop, and led everyone through them, heading directly to the other courtyard in the middle of Zhuangzi.

Uncle Cheng stopped his horse and waited aside, waiting for the coffin and the car with Wang and others to pass by. Then he looked at Zhuangtou and asked, "Has the other courtyard been tidied up?"

The head of the village bent over and said: "It's ready. As soon as I received the news, I had someone clean it up. The house has been smoked and the bedding has been re-starched. I'm afraid that the masters will dislike it, but the harvest has not been good in recent years." Well, it’s not easy to buy good stuff.”

Uncle Cheng said, "You can't even fool me with these words, but you still want to fool the master? I will take you to see the girl in a while. If you are brave, you can tell her this."

Zhuangtou said with a bitter look on his face: "Uncle Cheng, I don't dare to hide this from you. The harvest is really not good. Last year there were droughts and snowstorms. People in Zhuangzi starved to death. This year there are also refugees who ran away from Yingchuan. The unripe wheat has been cut secretly, and even one or two strands of silk are sold at a sky-high price in the county cloth shop. Where can I find so much money to buy silk and cotton to make quilts?"

Uncle Cheng frowned and asked, "Has no one come here these days?"

"No one is coming."

"Are there no guests? Mr. Ji, whom you met before, isn't he here either?"

"No, I never heard that Mr. Ji was coming."

Uncle Cheng's face changed slightly.

See you tonight