Huang Yishan was walking around the main hall like a dream, muttering to himself, and after a few rounds, he rushed into the yard again, looking at the strong yellow cow tied to the circle of animals on the side, and giggled. His old wife stood in the house without rubbing hands and feet, staying for a while, then moved her steps with some difficulty, carefully touched the Eight Immortals Table in the middle, and then touched the neatly arranged chairs and benches. At the end, she actually reached out and pinched her hands on her thighs, and screamed in pain.

"So this is not a dream!" she said in disbelief.

The two daughters-in-law each led their children and ran into the wing rooms on both sides. In a short while, they and the children laughed happily.

Everything is so unreal, but everything happens to them.

"Brother, are these really mine?" The old yellow cow, who was a little impatiently touched by Huang Yishan, screamed to the sky, awakening Huang Yishan from his trance. He turned around, looked at a corner of the yard, leaning against a pair of stone mills, looking at his fellow villager with a smile.

"Of course it's yours." The fellow villager laughed, "The house deed and land deeds are all in your hands. The seal of Qinghe County, Qinghe County, Daming. What else do you have to worry about?"

He spread out the deeds in his hand and looked at the bright red seal. Huang Yishan smiled and bowed deeply to his fellow villagers, "Brother, thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have been making a living in Anyang. Now, not only did I return to my hometown, but also got these things, thanks to you."

"Don't thank me." The fellow villager laughed: "I don't have this family title. If you want to thank you, just thank the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is unparalleled and you know that you, those who were forced to leave Qinghe, lived a very difficult life in a foreign country. Then he specifically ordered Qinghe County to build these villages and wait for you, those who had no choice but to leave your hometown to return home."

After hearing this, Huang Yishan immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, "Thank you, the kind Emperor."

Looking at the direction of Huang Yishan's kowtow, the fellow villager held back and said, "Brother, you are wrong in worship. That's the direction of Yongdu. Now it's the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. If you can have these, it is also given by the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. The capital city of Yuejing is in the north."

Huang Yishan quickly changed direction and knocked several times. In his heart, the emperor was not that important to him. What is important is that the emperor gave him a house and a place to settle down and support his family, which was enough.

"Okay, man, you have settled here, and I should leave too." The fellow patted his clothes, shook off the snowflakes on his body, and said.

"How can you leave, brother? No matter what, I have to put a good banquet today and thank you." Huang Yishan was so anxious that he grabbed the fellow villager's clothes.

"Brother, I want to know how to report my life. If you take on someone's job, you have to obey him." The fellow villager smiled and refused, "I dare not take the time."

"Brother, you said you can earn five taels of silver a month by driving a car. Can you introduce me to me? You know, my skills in driving a car are not bad. Now in the middle of winter, there is nothing to do in the fields. You have to go out and earn some money, so you can't just sit there and eat the whole country!" Huang Yishan said a little embarrassedly.

"Of course." The fellow villager agreed very readily, "But you just came back, you have to need to settle it. In two days, you go to the county town to find me. When you mention my name, you will know where to find me."

As the night fell, the whole family was not sleepy, and the two daughters-in-law finally had their own house. They didn't know what they were doing in Dingdang all night, and the two children were also tossing inside and out.

Huang Yishan and his wife leaned on the bed. The kang under them was warm, not only warming their bodies, but also warming their hearts.

"After two days, I will go to the county to find a fellow villager and find a job, five taels of silver a month!" Huang Yishan said with longing, "I have worked for more than a month. During the Chinese New Year, I can change you and two daughters-in-law and two grandchildren into new clothes. You have not added new clothes for several years."

"I'm fine. My two wives and grandson really have to add clothes. I'm sorry, there's no dress for going out." My wife narrowed her eyes and enjoyed the heat brought by the kang.

"When I go to Anyang this time, I must call back all the villagers from the past. The other houses in this village are empty. The villagers said that this is all for people like us. If we come back late, it will be bad if we are occupied by people from other places."

"Yes, yes, this matter must be taken more quickly. They are all from neighbors and live there. We are familiar with each other. We get together and discuss things." My wife nodded repeatedly. When we were in Anyang, everyone joined forces to fight with the locals, and they formed a deeper friendship than before. "Anyang is no longer angry with those people. When we become prosperous, we will go back in a glorious way and anger them to death."

Listening to his wife's angry words, Huang Yishan couldn't help laughing, but while laughing, his heart was a little bitter. In Anyang these years, I have had enough of the pickled breath.

"I have a house and a land. Now I hope my sons can be safe and sound, alas!" my wife sighed.

Huang Yishan remained silent. He was a soldier, so why didn’t he know some things in the army? It was just some things that he didn’t want to talk to his wife.

"Sleep, go to bed!" He took off his clothes and got into the bed, but he couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, the scene of a battlefield flying with flesh and blood always appeared in his mind.

Three days later, Huang Yishan brought a few clothes to Qinghe County, and found his fellow villager easily. However, to his surprise, his fellow villager was actually wearing a showy official uniform and was smiling at him.

He was stunned for a moment.

At Jingjing Pass, Bian Wenhao stood upright at the city wall, looking at the avenue that had just been built. Even in such a cold winter, there were still crowds of people walking on it. Beside him was Zhu Yi, the county magistrate of Anyang.

Ten days ago, Guan Hongyu led his troops to Xuzhou. The economic collapse of Chu State triggered a turbulent riot that spread rapidly across the country. Xuzhou was no exception. Xuzhou County soldiers were not responsible for the matter. The court was worried that the riots in Xuzhou would continue to spread towards Shangjing, so he ordered Guan Hongyu to lead Anyang troops to suppress the rebellion and then stationed in Xuzhou. This time, Anyang became empty. After Guan Hongyu left, Anyang's defense was handed over to Bian Wenhao, and Jingjingguan was naturally taken over by Bian Wenhao.

Zhu Yi had no choice but to do anything about this.

However, some abnormal movements in Anyang County in the past few days surprised him. Bian Wushuang's military families who immigrated from Qinghe County to Anyang resettlement suddenly began to return to Qinghe County. At first, they were only in groups of three or three. In the past two days, the entire village had already run back.

The Ming people seemed to have been prepared for this matter. Some caravans from Ming Dynasty took these people on their way back, and even some cars and horses were released, and then they returned with them.

It is understandable that some people are running back. They are inevitably homesick when they are in a foreign land and are strangers. Besides, these Qinghe people are not happy in Anyang, and they can even be said to be very bad, but it is obviously an organized behavior on such a large scale, which is too abnormal.

The Great Chu needed these military families to threaten Bian Wushuang. At the same time, Bian Wushuang also needed these military families to ensure the stability of his army. Zhu Yi knew that Bian Wenhao's subordinates had a special team, engaged in capturing the Qinghe County people who were trying to escape back.

But now these people are walking swaying from Jingjingguan, and Bian Wenhao is now sitting in Jingjingguan.

He actually watched these people leave. Don’t he know the importance of these people to Bian Wushuang?

He rushed to Jingjing Pass, stood at the top of the city, and witnessed a new group of people leaving Anyang with Bian Wenhao, happily sitting on the carriage and heading towards Qinghe County. There were many people who could not get on the carriage. They actually carried their bags and pushed the wheelbarrow, and followed the carriage with difficulty.

As for the wave Zhu Yi saw, there were at least one or two hundred people. And these days, it was on this scale almost every day.

He looked at Bian Wenhao with a side face. The other party's face was very calm and he could not see any emotional fluctuations.

Zhu Yi had a guess in his mind. Now Bian Wenhao's reaction confirmed his worst premonition. Bian Wenhao had surrendered to the Ming people. He not only betrayed the State of Chu, but also betrayed the Bian family. Zhu Yi knew very well that although there were nearly 200,000 Qinghe military subordinates in Anyang, distributed in various counties, they could not resist returning at such a speed. If these people returned to Qinghe County, Chu would go crazy, and Bian Wushuang would go crazy.

But he had no choice, because he was the governor of Anyang County, but now the garrison general of Anyang has become Bian Wenhao, the only 10,000 troops in Anyang, and Bian Wenhao's confidant subordinate. Zhu Yi believed that if a Ming messenger rushed over outside and shouted a few words below, Bian Wenhao would have pulled off the Chu flag on the well track and replaced it with the Sun and Moon Flag of Ming.

He looked at Bian Wenhao without eyeing.

Bian Wenhao seemed to feel his gaze, turned to look at Zhu Yi, and smiled and said, "Did the governor Zhu feel very surprised?"

"Yes, it's very surprising." Zhu Yi nodded and said yes." What did the Mingren promise you?"

Bian Wenhao was silent for a moment and slowly said, "It's not just that they promised me, but that the State of Chu is really not good. I have witnessed the demise of the Qin Dynasty with my own eyes. Now I see the State of Chu step by step on the old path of Qin Feng. The county magistrate Zhu, the ship is about to sink."

Zhu Yi had nothing to say, so he could see what Bian Wenhao could see.
Chapter completed!