After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

The man in black tried to kill Liu Yunxiang twice before, but failed. This is the third time. Zijin recognized him based on his martial arts skills.

Zijin glanced towards Qu Moran as she spoke. She couldn't see Li Zhu. She hummed softly, "He's not here this time, but it doesn't matter. I just scratched his arm. Was it him? Wait." We’ll find out when he comes back.”

Liu Yunxiang looked at Qu Moran, who was worried because of Li Zhu's absence, and sighed deeply. She hoped it wasn't Li Zhu.

After waiting until dawn, Li Zhu still didn't come back. Liu Yunxiang guessed that he wouldn't come back for the time being.

"Something must have happened to him. No, I have to go look for him nearby." Qu Moran said anxiously.

"Mom, I'm going to find Brother Zhu too!"

Liu Yunxiang hurriedly stopped them and said: "I asked Zijin to look for him at that time, but Li Zhu was not found around here. Maybe, maybe he had something to do and left. Let's go to the city first and wait for him in the city."

"Even if this kid is in a hurry, he should say something before leaving." Qu Moran thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to the city first."

On the way into the city, Zi Jin asked the young man his name. The young man looked arrogant and did not want to talk to her.

Zijin rolled his eyes and said: "Your grandmother and they call you Xiaosan, then I will call you Sangouzi from now on."

The young man's face turned green, "How dare you!"

"The most we've ever fought was a draw."

The young man snorted, "My name is Feng Zheng."

"Feng Zheng?" Zi Jin thought for a moment, "Then I'll call you Zheng Zheng."

The young man raised his sword, preparing to fight Zijin again.

Zi Jin chuckled, "Feng Zheng, right? I remember, my name is Zi Jin!"

The young man turned around and hugged the sword, turning his head and ignoring him.

Zijin didn't care, and gathered around him, still chattering.

Liu Yunxiang and the others were sitting in the carriage, and Qu Yi kept asking when Li Zhu would come back. Qu Moran couldn't answer, and his brows furrowed more and more. She thought about whether to tell Qu Moran that Li Zhu was a killer, but she couldn't bear it. Qu Moran had already suffered too much hurt and betrayal. Fortunately, it could be seen from the past two times that Li Zhu would not hurt Qu Moran, so he didn't say anything.

Li Zhu was a killer to her, while Qu Moran was just her apprentice, or even a family member.

At noon, he entered Yanzhou City. Liu Yunxiang opened the car curtain and looked at the rows of shops on the street, pedestrians in groups, and the sounds of hawking, bargaining, and chatter.

People seem to be living a very prosperous life. There are no beggars on the street. The people are clean and neatly dressed. Especially from the shops and stalls, it can be seen that there are many people buying and selling.

This was really beyond Liu Yunxiang's expectation. Xue Changfeng and the others had told her about the situation in Yanzhou, saying that there had been droughts for years and they often had to rely on the imperial government for relief. The people had no clothes to wear and no food to eat. It was a place so poor that it gave the imperial court a headache.

But looking at this lively scene, it is no worse than Shengjing.

Xu Shi entered the house, and Qu Xing felt a sense of it, and kept shouting to go home in a daze. Seeing his condition, several people did not dare to delay and took him home first.

"He told me carefully that there is a Wenyang Theater in the city. Opposite the theater is Zhaoshui Lane. If you walk along the lane, the last one will be his home," Qu Moran said.

According to Qu Moran's words, Zijin asked people while driving the carriage, and soon entered Zhaoshui Lane. Walking all the way in, he heard the innermost courtyard.

Because no one has lived in it for a long time, the wooden door of this house is mottled, the embroidered iron lock can no longer see the keyhole, and the courtyard wall has fallen to one side.

Feng Zheng helped Qu Xing get out of the carriage, and Qu Moran said in his ear: Qu Xing, you are home.

Hearing this, Qu Xing opened his eyes and looked at the door of his courtyard. His eyes flashed, as if he was suddenly given strength. He slipped off the back of the kite and walked to the door without anyone's help. forward.

He patted the door and shouted: "Mom, I'm back, please open the door for my son."

After shouting, he fell into a trance and shouted again: "Liang'er, open the door for dad soon. Dad has bought some rice."

"Sanniang, it's me, I'm back."

Naturally, no one opened the door. Qu Moran whispered to Liu Yunxiang: "It was 20 years ago. There was a drought in Yanzhou, and there was no harvest. Countless people in Yan died of starvation. That was Qu Xing's family. His parents, wife, and children died of starvation one after another. Finally, He left home and became a refugee. By chance, he met my senior brother, who rescued him and took him to Medicine Valley. He wanted to study medicine, so my senior brother accepted him as his apprentice. When I entered the valley, he worshiped me directly. He is a disciple of the master, so I became his aunt. The master’s surname is Qu, and all of us in Yao Valley have the surname Qu.”

Liu Yunxiang nodded, that was the situation.

Feng Zheng pulled Qu Xing away and found a stone to smash the rusty door lock. They entered the hospital this time.

The courtyard is overgrown with weeds, but fortunately the three main rooms did not collapse and can still be inhabited after being tidied up. Liu Yunxiang told Zijin and Feng Zheng to go to the street to buy things, while she stayed behind to pack with Qu Moran. Qu Yi also helped. Even though he was small, he worked very neatly.

The yard was cleared until dark, and Liu Yunxiang also stayed here that night.

Early the next morning, Liu Yunxiang washed up and went out with Zijin and Feng Zheng.

Liu Yunxiang and the others were not familiar with the road to Yanzhou, so Feng Zheng led the way. In the morning, Yanzhou City is still lively and prosperous because of the morning market. Women carry baskets with vegetables and meat in them, and children hold candy figures in their hands, chasing each other with their friends. When meeting acquaintances, everyone stopped to chat for a few words, with smiles all over their faces.

So and so's son has a bride, and she is very good-looking.

Whoever's children are filial to their parents will have a birthday party in two days.

Whose family is getting better and better and wants to build a new house.

If you listen to this sentence occasionally, you can get a glimpse of the peaceful and prosperous life of the people in Yanzhou.

"Ouch, this is not San'er!" The boss of the bun shop recognized Feng Zheng and rushed out in a hurry, "Didn't you follow Mr. Yang to Beijing? What happened to Mr. Yang's case? Why did a new official come to the capital? ,what happened?"

The boss was over thirty years old, with a square face, fair complexion, and a strong build. He asked several questions in a row, which showed that he was really worried about Yang He.

Feng Zheng dodged when the boss rushed over, "Don't touch me with those oily hands of yours."

The boss glared at him, rubbed his hands on his clothes and urged: "Hurry up, my mother-in-law has lost several pounds because she is worried about Mr. Yang."

"Hey, boss, do you want to hear the good news or bad news about my lord?"

"Of course it's good news!"

Feng Zheng shrugged, "No!"

After saying that, without waiting for the boss to say anything else, he hurried away.

"Hey, why are you running? I'll get you some buns!" the boss shouted from behind.

Afterwards, when passing through a rouge shop, a silk shop, a jewelry store and even a flower shop, anyone who saw Feng Zheng would come out and ask about Yang He, and most of them were women. When they heard that Yang He was still in a cell, some were so worried that they cried.

As they walked all the way, Liu Yunxiang said speechlessly: "Your master didn't lie. All the women in Yanzhou City love him."