Two days later, Wang Dafu took Guo Gui and more than 100 Baodings near Didao and set off on the way to Nanguan Fort.

Everyone rode a horse or a mule, carried a bow and a sword.

Even Guo Gui rode a black brown horse - obviously given by the widow he liked.

Although it's not very good, it's still OK to ride.

Maybe you can't be a war horse, but there is no problem keeping up with the army's actions.

At the intersection of Didao, Wang Dafu saw Guo Gui's good looks.

The woman was not tall, had dark skin, and was not handsome in appearance, so she could only say that she was not ugly.

When the woman saw Guo Gui, she delivered a package to Guo Gui.

He also reminded Guo Gui.

Finally, it was Guo Gui who shed tears and bid farewell to him.

This made Wang Dafu look at him and remembered his family in Bianjing.

I remember when he followed Xiang Zongji to leave Jing, his wife and old mother also stuffed a package into his arms.

Inside is air-dried jerky and pickled pickles.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Wang Dafu stopped for a while, waiting for Guo Gui to follow, and then took a look at his package.

It was a package wrapped in burlap with lots of patches.

There are some long strips inside.

No need to think about it, it must be the woman's various dried meat jerky.

Wang Dafu was silent for a while and said to Guo Gui: "Don't let that woman down!"

Guo Gui said aloof and replied, "I know."

But I remembered that last year, he and Wang Daqian lost all their wages on the construction site in Hebei. They lay under the embankment together, telling their ideals.

At that time, Guo Gui remembered that Wang Daqian once said confidently: "When I pay the gold in the future and make a fortune, I will definitely marry a county lord, to shine my family and make my mother's face light."

So he also took advantage of the alcohol and said, "Brother Da Gun is very ambitious. If I get rich, I will definitely marry a county lord!"

Now, his dream of a county lord is probably not going to be done!

But, touching the package in his arms, thinking about the woman's appearance.

Guo Gui suddenly laughed.

"I can't marry the county lord!"

"But my son will definitely marry me a county lord!"

As long as he has a son in the future and then his son marrys another county lord, his life will not be in vain!

...

Wang Dafu rode his horse and led his team along the ancient Didao, along the ancient Wei River, towards Nanguan Fort.

Along the way, all I saw were the endless cotton fields.

The autumn wind blows, and one cotton ball after another sways in the wind.

Wang Dafu's heart was also a little hot.

Soon, Wang Dafu's team walked past the land he had reclaimed.

Wang Dafu couldn't help but stop for a moment. He rode on the horse and looked at his cotton field from afar.

Last year and this year, he reclaimed more than 400 acres of wasteland next to this Didao.

However, only less than 100 acres of kapok were planted, and other lands were used to plant beans, barley and grass.

Looking from a distance, Wang Dafu saw the scene of his 100-acre cotton field.

Although I have seen it countless times, every time I see my own land, a fire always rises in his chest!

Especially at this time of day.

The kapok in the cotton field has withered and withered.

The white cotton balls slowly began to explode under the sunlight of Xihe Road.

Looking from afar, countless white cotton bolls swayed with the wind blowing from Didao in the 100 acres of cotton fields.

"These are my land!" Wang Dafu sighed softly.

He reached out and touched the clothes he was wearing.

The compacted cotton wool under the burlap is very comfortable to touch.

It will definitely be sold for a lot of money!

If it is weaved into cloth, it will definitely be popular in the city of Bianjing.

Therefore, what Wang Dafu knew about was that Xiang Dujian’s promise to him at the beginning of the year was not exaggerated.

Instead, it's conservative!

At least one hundred stagnant of cotton fields?

No!

At least two hundred stale!

He now has 400 acres of land, and this winter, he can reclaim another 100 or 200 acres, which is five or six hundred acres. He will plant all these lands in kapok next year.

There are a thousand stakes!

If he deducts expenses and wages, he can earn at least 600 trump cards!

These six hundred trump cards are enough for the family and the young to live a good life in the capital.

Maybe I can even give a scholar!

Thinking of this, Wang Dafu was full of energy!

...

Early in the morning, Xiang Zonghui was awakened.

"What's the matter?" He opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of his couch.

However, it was his concubine Yang whom he took in Lanzhou. This was one of the top heroes Qiang in Xihe. At the same time, Bao Shun, who regarded himself as the emperor of the Song Dynasty, sent someone to buy it from Qinzhou to serve his beauties on the mat.

Bao Shun's former name was Yu Longke, and now he was appointed as the Imperial City Envoy, the Governor of Rongzhou and the Inspector of the Foreign Ministry of Qingtang, Min, Tao and other prefectures.

This great leader of the Qiang tribe was the leader of the Qiang tribe who had surrendered so far in the Song Dynasty. In the second year of Xining, he led 120,000 troops and one million livestock to return to the Song Dynasty.

Therefore, even if it was because of a fortune to buy horse bones, the Song Dynasty would have the greatest advantage in the Baoshun family.

When the late emperor was still alive, he was asked by Bao Shun, who was still called Yu Longke, and issued an order to give his entire clan a surname.

Therefore, after seven years of his life, 120,000 relatives fell from the sky.

After nearly twenty years of reproduction.

The Bao family's Qiang tribe now has more than 200,000 people, becoming the well-deserved No. 1 rich family on Xihe Road.

Moreover, they are also very good at being human.

When Xiang Zong returned, when Gao Gongji arrived, the Bao family immediately presented the beauty to serve the pillow.

Especially the little lady given to Xiang Zonghui is completely impressed by Xiang Zonghui's aesthetics. She not only has a graceful figure and a beautiful face, but also can recite poems and essays. She speaks even more delicately, making people feel pity when they hear it, so she enjoys the favor of a special room.

Now, I’ve gotten pregnant in less than half a year.

Bao Shun was very good at being a human being. When he saw this, he accepted him as his adopted daughter and sent someone to give him a dowry, which whitewasted Yang's origin.

Yang quietly sat down to Xiang Zong and whispered: "Official, my adopted father is coming to pay homage to the official today. Have you forgotten?"

Xiang Zong slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory, I have missed the important task of paying homage to Mount Tai."

Since Bao Shun knows how good he is, Xiang Zonghui naturally knows how to give face.

In private, when we met, we called Lord Taishan, and we did a good job in terms of etiquette.

So after a while, Xiang Zonghui and Bao Shun were almost the same as him.

...

Half an hour later, Xiang Zong returned to his official residence and met Bao Shun.

Bao Shun didn't come alone.

Instead, they brought seven or eight Haoqiang leaders from Xihe Road.

When they saw Xiang Zong, the people bowed and said in a strong northwest accent: "Secretary, you have seen official business!"

After staying on Xihe Road for a long time, Xiang Zonghui has no choice but to say that he has a righteous accent.

He can understand Tubo dialect and Dangxiang dialect a lot now.

So he stepped forward and bowed to Bao Shun: "The son-in-law has been killed by Mount Tai!"
To be continued...