morning.

Outside the north gate of Beishan Fort, the team stopped. A soldier came to Wu Nian's carriage, bent down and said: "General, Beishan Fort has arrived."

Inside the carriage, Wu Nian said "hmm", opened the curtain and got out of the carriage, and then helped Liu Xiang, who was holding her son, out of the carriage.

Wu Nian looked up at the Beishan Fort in front of him.

It is no longer the dilapidated Beishan Fort, but a Beishan Fort with solid walls. It stands on the ground like a mountain.

A flag with the word "Wu" hung on the city gate, fluttering in the wind.

Wu, Chen, Wang Ruyan, Xiao Hong, Zhang Zhen, and Li Ya also got off the carriage and stood with Wu Nian looking at Beishan Castle.

Although it hadn't been long since I left here, it seemed like a long, long time had passed. The women had a look of trance on their faces.

"Dad, I'll go home and take a look first." Li Ya was very lively and looked impatient. She said to Wu Nian, then pinched the corners of her skirt, spread her long legs, and ran to the city gate.

"Miss, wait for us." Several maids hurriedly chased after her.

"Uncle, I'll go take a look too." Zhang Zhen was worried about his cousin's safety, so he said quickly and chased after her.

"What a pair of childhood sweethearts. Let's see, when will their marriage be decided?" Wang Ruyan hugged her daughter Wu Wuyang and chuckled.

Chen and Wu looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

"The marriage can be decided first. But we have to wait until Ya'er is sixteen before we get married." The head of Wu Nian's family decided on the matter.

Although one is a biological nephew and the other is an adopted daughter, the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh.

But it is not good for a girl to get married too early.

It's better to let my nephew be alone for now.

Wu and Chen were a little confused. Isn't it normal for a thirteen-year-old girl to get married? But since it was Wu Nian's wish, they could only obey.

Wu Nian noticed that there were people greeting him at the city gate, and it was not easy to chat with his family members, leaving others alone.

He is not a domineering person.

He will not look down upon his fellow villagers just because he is now in charge of a government.

Surrounded by his own soldiers, Wu Nian strode towards the city gate.

"General." At the gate of the city, twenty or thirty people lined up in two rows, bowing and saluting Wu Nian.

"Excuse me, everyone." Wu Nian raised his hands to help everyone. Then he looked at everyone's faces one by one.

The leader is very familiar. He is Li Changyang, the current commander of Beishan Fort.

The rest are all familiar faces, some of them are very familiar, but I can't call them by name. They should be the older ones among the original military households in Beishan Fort.

As he pacified Yingqing Mansion, many of the Beishanbao people who had migrated from other places moved away.

The Mangya Mountain City not far away has also been abandoned.

That mountain city was originally a fortress. It had no land and could not support a population. It was just a special creation under special conditions.

The current Beishan Fort has a population of more than 5,000 people. Half of them are the original Beishan Fort military households.

"Yes." Under the leadership of Li Changyong, everyone straightened up in response.

Wu Nian smiled and said to the two familiar old men: "Uncle Zhang, Prince. How are you doing these days?"

Uncle Zhang's name is Zhang Chaoyong. He is in his forties this year, but he looks more than fifty, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face. He is the same generation as Wu's father.

The prince's name is Wang Youjun. He is over seventy years old this year. His silver hair is as white as snow. He is very old. He still uses crutches, but his ears and eyes are relatively sensitive.

The relationship between the two and Wu's father was good. Even after Wu Nian became the head of the family and the Wu family collapsed, the two still maintained harmony with the Wu family.

The same goes for the other familiar faces. They are all elders of the Wu family who are on good terms with the Wu family or have no bad relations with them.

Zhang Chaoyong and Wang Youjun were surprised and happy when they heard Wu Nian calling them.

Although they had not had any bad relations with Wu Nian in the past, their senses for a gambler and drunkard were just like that.

Who would have thought that the drunkards and gamblers of those days would surpass the small banners, general banners, hundreds of households, etc. Beishan Castle as big as the sky, and become a general, powerful in Liaodong, known as the Liaodong Tiger?

Also because they have a relatively close relationship with the Wu family, they receive a certain amount of care from Wu Nian on a daily basis. Today's life is much more nourishing.

But it's a favor.

If you don't move around, you'll have to stay distant.

Now that Wu Nian was in a high position, they felt a little uneasy in front of Wu Nian. When they heard Wu Nian's call, they were pleasantly surprised and their original feeling came back.

"Xiao Nian. Thanks to you, I am living a good life, and I have gained some weight." Wang Youjun answered quickly, holding his head high, with a glorious look on his face. The wrinkles on his face have relaxed a lot, and he looks younger.

"Yes. Xiaonian. Thanks to you, we are all living well." Zhang Chaoyong also smiled and nodded, looking at the honest man.

These two people opened their mouths. The other elders also gathered around, talking in a variety of ways.

"Xiao Nian. You also know the past days. The small banner, the general banner, and hundreds of households exploited the villagers. Every household was miserable. Now that I follow you, our life will be much better."

"Xiao Nian. This is all thanks to you. I have always known, I have always known, that you will be successful. When you were born, your father had a dream about your grandfather. You are from your family.

Treasure."

"Yes. Xiaonian. You are the treasure of your family. The ancestors bless you. They will be very happy if you come back to worship the ancestors this time."

Wu Nian is not a person who likes to listen to flattery. But there is no way, these folks are illiterate and can't say anything else, they can only say these kind words.

And he doesn't feel bad either.

This is the traditional Han people.

It talks about achieving success and fame, and returning home in fine clothes.

Even heroes like Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty, and Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, are not exempt from vulgarity.

Wu Nian talked to them patiently, chatting and laughing. Everyone was also honored and rushed to talk to Wu Nian.

This conversation actually lasted half an hour.

Liu Xiang hugged her son with a look of pride on her face. Our family used to be looked down upon by others. Now my brother is really good.

Wu Nian felt that something was wrong, and if the conversation continued, it would be endless. He raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said to the elders: "Uncles, uncles, masters, it's almost noon. I'm preparing wine and food in the house, let's have a meal together.

Come on, you can enter the fort with my soldiers first."

"good."

Everyone smiled happily and agreed. The food or the wine was second to none. Being able to dine with General Fu Han would give him a lifetime of bragging rights.

Wu Nian nodded, smiled and asked the soldiers to take everyone and his family to the Wu Mansion. Then he glanced at Li Changyong and went to the former General Fuhan Mansion.
Chapter completed!