On a small hillside of Menshan, there were sacrifices placed in front of the graves of two Xinlei, and incense and candles were lingering. Lu Le’s expression was woodenly thrown with paper ingots, allowing them to scatter on the candlelight to burn and turn into ashes; they floated on the grass and turned into soil after the rain. A slight mountain wind blew, and the paper money on the grass rose with the wind, drifted to the deep mountains, dancing on the pines and cypresses, making a whimpering roar, dissipating among the forest.

Two remains of the grave were moved from the mass grave of Jinshui County. They were from Uncle Dou and Uncle Huo in Tianmen Village. Lu Lelai never dreamed that the farce of the thief five years ago would bring such a big change, such bitterness, and such bloodyness.

Facing the people from the county, this time, the people in Tianmen Village could not even escape, let alone resist. Fang Gege's poisoning made them unable to exert any effort. The "bandits" who had been entrenched for many years were considered a great contribution to the magistrate of Jinshui County.

After torture and even threatening the lives of children in the village, Uncle Dou had to admit the crime of colluding with a flying thief to kill Lu Xiuyuan, the son of the imperial physician. In addition to his previous charges, he was sentenced to beheading the prison as the leader of the bandit with Uncle Huo.

The rest of the men were exiled, and the soldiers were exiled. The women were sent to the armored men as slaves. The children were sent to the Yangzhou Prefecture Ward. The most tragic thing was that the beggar Xiaozhuer, who was charged with a thief with a party, was also exiled to the north.

Except for Widow Zhao, no one cared about Xiaozhu'er's injustice, and no one mentioned the whereabouts of Lulu. But no matter how she argued about how noisy she was, the government ignored her. She became a little dazed. After cleaning the road and repairing the grave three years later, she was taken away by a comrade of her deceased husband.

In the Anxi Protectorate, he made military achievements and promoted to Guoyi Commander, and was transferred to Tongguan. The comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-who was specially brought to Jinshui Town to pick up Widow Zhao, helping the comrade-comrade-who died in battle to take care of his widow-wedding wife, and put it in the room.

A group of half-boys who were unwilling to be ordinary and had ideals followed the captain. There were two restless boys, Wang Shouyi and Wang Shouxin, who were restless and escaped, and there were also the group of hunter boys at Dahei at the foot of Tianmen Mountain.

The county master at that time didn't know where he was transferred to the office. After a brief hustle and bustle, the golden water array returned to calm. It was as if the breeze swelled across the water, causing a slight ripple, and nothing happened.

The road to leaving Tianmen Mountain seemed calm, but a thorn was buried in his heart. If it weren't for him leading the way for Gege Fang, or for leaving his own clever blood letters, how could they have had such an experience? But the encounter between the people of Tianmen Village and Xiao Zhuer could not be blamed for anyone, because their biggest original sin was poverty.

The peach blossom forest behind the town is where Lu Xiuyuan first saw Widow Zhao. Lu Lilai still remembers his father's lustful and disobedient appearance. When Widow Zhao's figure was far away, he became bold and said to his son: "Widow is filial and filial, and it is worthy of his reputation when it falls on this woman."

In front of Lu Xiuyuan's grave, Lu LeLei, who was wearing mourning clothes, thought of this. A strange smile appeared on his face, but the smile was filled with tears, and he whispered in a low voice as if he was complaining: "If you weren't so timid at the beginning, you would have married Aunt Zhao long ago. Why would you lie here so lonely now?"

Seeing the road beside him, tears were flowing like a "rake". Tang Xiaoqi, who was also wearing mourning clothes, held the road beside him with one hand and gently wiped his tears with the other hand, feeling very distressed.

"Do you know? I was abandoned by my parents when I was born, and it was my father who raised me. Can you imagine a man feeding rice soup to a baby during the day and changing diapers at night? I didn't feel anything when I heard him brag about it, but now I can't help but want to cry.

Although he is not his biological son, he has always been very good to me, so that I have no mother and never feel uncomfortable. Although he often does not act like a father, we have always depended on each other and have a deep relationship. Why, when I just grew up and prepared to show off to him that I was preparing to marry a beautiful lady like a fairy. When I could serve him to fulfill my filial piety, he had been lying here alone for five years."

Lu Lili said in a choking tone, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Tang Xiaoqi didn't know how to comfort him, but he felt very sad, and he also felt very sad, and he cried with Lu Lelai.

He looked at Boss Hu who was filial to him, cried "Wow, wow, wow," and then looked at the white scarf tied to him. The two of them knelt neatly behind Lu Lili and sighed silently. Looking at this situation, Boss Hu and Boss Hu were inexplicably like they had become servants who had left their homes.

The little monk Wuhua recited a scripture in front of the grave, which was considered a ritual. He also held a wine in the town's tavern and thanked his neighbors. The current owner of the tavern is Miss Xiaolian from the past and Mrs. Wang Shouren. She was smart and took over the tomb of Lu Xiuyuan and took over the tavern at half price. The business was even more prosperous than Widow Zhao's past.

Seeing Fatty Wang looking timid in front of Xiaolian, Lu LeLe smiled bitterly on his face. It seemed that Jinshui Town was still changing. Yaoyao greeted the couple with a glass. Lu LeLeLe knew that it was time to leave here.

In Jinshui County, after visiting the academic and political education master, he went to meet the current county magistrate and finally restored his identity and fame. Shortly after leaving the county government, Boss Hu, who had been following, spat bitterly at the county government gate.

"These officials are really too dark. Isn't it worth restoring your status and fame? This can also destroy two hundred taels of silver."

Boss Hu cursed angrily and felt distressed because the money was taken out of his bag.

Lu Lili smiled slightly and looked at the angry boss Hu: "Boss Hu, do you want to be an official?"

"I think, of course I think, it's great to be an official. When I sit still, the money will fly to my side, and the beautiful concubines will be sent to the backyard one by one. One word can kill life and death, and it's so majestic. But can a person like me become an official?"

Boss Hu spat on the ground enviously and said with some discouragement.

"Yes, of course, can you follow me to Chang'an. When the young master passes the exam and becomes a high-ranking official, isn't it easy for you to be an official?"

The road is already full of energy and looks towards Chang'an.

On the way to Chang'an, Zhou Liuzi found that Boss Hu had changed his body, and his spirit was different. From time to time, he even talked about his demeanor and style. He couldn't help but ask, but Boss Hu looked at him disdainfully.

"I will be an official in the future, so how can I be the same as before?"

Seeing that Boss Hu was like a traitor in front of the road, he ran around and rushed. Zhou Liuzi "snatched" a mouthful. The kid didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup he had been consumed, and he became obedient so quickly.

"The palace is opened in the nine heavens, and the clothes and crowns of all nations are worshipped." Chang'an! This magnificent and grand Tang Dynasty capital is graceful and elegant, full of knowledge, prosperous, inclusive, open, confident and grand, and it is the holy place in the minds of every Tang Dynasty person.

At first glance, people seemed to become smaller and smaller. When Boss Hu, Tang Xiaoqi, and Luoluo, three people who had never been to Chang'an, were shocked, but the little monk Wuhua was not ready to enter the city. Instead, he left a address with Lu Lele and took the little nun away.

Boss Hu was timidly carrying a carriage, guided the road, walked through the streets and alleys, and drove into Pingwu Street. He saw the archway with the three big words "Ping'anfang" written on it, and turned it in.

The walls on both sides of the road are high and deep, with thick trees and shady trees. People who can live here are either rich or noble. The old doctor of the road was able to live here because his ancestors passed down a three-entry yard.

Seeing the familiar three big words "Yangshengtang" on the door plaque, Lu Lele told Boss Hu to stop the car, helped Tang Xiaoqi get out of the car and walked to the door, shouting: "Uncle Zheng, is Uncle Zheng here?"

A white-haired old man walked out of the gatehouse and muttered: "Come for medical treatment, what are you doing when you scream!"

Lu Leli walked forward, rushed to the old man, and shook his body: "Haha, Zheng Bai is me, I'm back."

The old man was shaken a little dizzy, and looked at the road suspiciously for a long time: "Young Master, who are you?"

"Hehe, I'm a little bird. I'm back. Don't you actually know me anymore?" Lu Lele seemed very happy and still grabbed the old man.

"Little bird? Ah! Young Master Sun, is it you? Are you back? Master! Master Sun! Young Master Sun is back." The old man looked at Lu Lili again carefully and suddenly recognized him. The young master Sun, who had been missing for many years, screamed excitedly, pulled Lu Lili and rushed to the front hall.

An old man with white hair and thin body walked out of the front hall, and his faint eyes carefully looked at the road behind Uncle Zheng.
Chapter completed!