Looking at the miserable situation of the Yinlou boss, Yun Zhao and others were also sighing.

"Boss, I want to make a set of jewelry." Yun Zhao took out a small package from his arms and handed it to the boss.

When he opened the small package and looked at the black silver inside, the boss raised his head in surprise. The silver was not of good quality. Looking at the person in front of him, when he was traveling, the guard Yun Cong should be a high-ranking official. How could the silver used to make jewelry be such fragmented and extremely poor in quality?

"Mr. Jun., the silver is of color difference. I am afraid that the jewelry you made is not good!" The boss said stutteringly. If it were the past, such a soldier who used this kind of silver to make jewelry, he would probably have to blackmail him. If the silver building could not afford to offend him, he could only make up for the silver himself. But now, he was empty-handed and even if he wanted to do so, he could not take out the silver.

"Just use it, boss!" Yun Zhao said with a smile: "I don't care if it looks good or not. These silvers were left to me by my deceased mother. You can use it to make two bracelets."

"Yes, it's just Jun Ye. I haven't opened here for a long time. Jun Ye has to wait a little longer."

"It's okay, go and do it! I'll wait here." Yun Zhao said lightly.

These silvers were saved by Mica through hardships back then. They were originally intended to use it to give Rou Niang a set of jewelry as a gift to the bride. At that time, Yun Zhao took Rou Niang to Lucheng and beat Jamuka by Arrow. He got 50 taels of silver. Yun Zhao used the silver he won to make a set of jewelry, and the silver was left behind. Over the years, as the relics left to him by his mother, he has been with Yun Zhao to this day.

Looking at the boss of Yinlou that year, Yun Zhao couldn't help feeling sad. The past is no longer there!

It was already bright outside. Someone gradually opened the door with the courage to open the door and walked out of the street. He saw the big Yue flag flying on the city tower. He watched the cars of men dragged out of the city. Finally, cheers began to sound from every corner of the city, and gradually formed a roar like a tsunami. More and more people rushed out of various places in the city and rushed under the city wall. Looking up at the flying big Yue flag and cried bitterly. Lu City had been lost for nearly eight years, and finally saw the big Yue army flag flying over Lu City again.

In less than an hour, a pair of exquisitely carved silver bracelets were freshly released and respectfully delivered to Yun Zhao.

"The craftsmanship is very good!" Looking at the silver bracelet in front of him, Yun Zhao praised, "Thank you, boss, Wu Fan!"

Wu Fan knew how to take out an ingot of gold from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

The boss opened his mouth in surprise, "I dare not ask Jun Ye for money." He just put his hands around.

"Hold it. This is for you, we are considered old friends!" Yun Zhao pinched two bracelets, stood up, and walked out, Jiang Xu hurriedly followed. Wu Fan forced the gold into the boss's hand, "This is for you, our governor, please take it!" He turned around and ran out.

At this time, there were already a crowd of people on the street outside. Yun Zhao and dozens of others came out of the Silver Tower. Seeing them wearing military uniforms, everyone showed fear on their faces and involuntarily gave up a road. Wu Fan was sweating on his head. More than a dozen of them were in this sea of ​​people, and they were really like a small boat in the sea.

Neat footsteps came from the front. An officer was sweating all over his face, and he appeared in front of Wu Fan with two rows of soldiers. Wu Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It must be that Han Xiao had discovered that a large number of people had emerged. The governor had not returned yet, so he sent troops to search for them to protect them.

"Governor, Jiang Quan, the captain of Zhenwu under Guangchang Camp, came to accompany him at the order of General Han!" The officer bowed neatly and said loudly.

"Han Xiao is very careful!" Wu Xin smiled and said, "Get up, open the way ahead, and escort the governor back to the camp!"

"Yes!" Jiang Quan turned around with his feet, and the two teams of soldiers immediately separated a road.

"This is my hometown, what's scary!" Yun Zhao shook his head, faced everyone's gaze, and strode forward.

Back at the military camp, playing with the silver bracelet, Yun Zhao could no longer sit still.

"Wu Fan, clean up, and follow me to Yunjia Village. Leave Han Xiao to take care of the matter here in Lucheng." Yun Zhao said.

"Governor, let's wait a moment. Lucheng has just recovered, and there are many wandering Mengqi outside. Some of the Mongolian tribes that have moved to the country have not yet escaped. I'm afraid it's not safe to go out at this time!" Wu Fan was shocked.

"The three thousand cavalrymen in the personal military camp are actually afraid of these little fish and shrimps!" Yun Zhao sneered, "I rode alone and came and went freely on this land. Now I am afraid of these mistresses. It's a joke!" Yun Zhao stood up, picked up Yi Shuihan on the table, and walked out.

"Yes, Governor, I'll make arrangements right away!" Wu Fan trotted and hurried to recruit soldiers from the guard camp.

After a stick of incense, three thousand cavalrymen, led by Yun Zhao, rushed to Yunjia Village. From Lucheng to Yunjia Village, for more than fifty miles, they galloped quickly, just one or two hours. Yun Zhao was in a state of great excitement. After eight years of leaving home, he finally embarked on this familiar journey of return, but he had no home and no longer had the expectant gaze of his old mother who was leaning against the door.

When I left that year, I just built a grave for my mother. The fellow villagers of Yunjia Village were all buried in a hurry, and they were considered to be buried in peace. For eight years, I am afraid that Yunjia Village has long turned into a ruin and full of grass. I don’t know if it still looks like the past? Thinking about the desolation that might have seen, Yun Zhao pulled his horses violently, and the dark clouds and neighed in the snow, and he paused his horse's hooves uneasy. The dark clouds and snow were extremely spiritual. At this time, I felt Yun Zhao's mood, and he felt a little anxious.

"Governor!" Wu Fan rode over, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Taking a long breath, Yun Zhao shook his head, "Let's go!"

After rushing for more than 30 miles, a solid road gradually appeared in front of me. The three-million soil was mixed with gravel, about three meters wide. On both sides of the road, green trees were shaded, and rows of planted very neatly, extending to the distance.

Yun Zhao slowed down in confusion. Looking at this road, when did Yunjia Village build such a road? "Wu Fan, send someone out to explore. Have I taken the wrong road?" Yun Zhao said in confusion. He hasn't come back for seven or eight years, maybe he really remembered the wrong way home.

"Yes, Governor." Send soldiers, Wu Fan and Yun Zhao walked together, "Governor, these trees seem to have been planted for several years. By the way, this road is not newly built. If this is really to Yunjia Village, could some big figures have moved in Yunjia Village over the years, so this road was built?"

Yun Zhao shook his head, "Hundreds of lives died overnight in Yunjia Village. In the countryside, this is a bad place. That will move there. Even if it is a miserable person, he will not go there."

While speaking, the whistle cavalry was already running back, "Governor, we met a few villagers, and they, this road leads to Yunjia Village."

"You didn't ask about this road, what's going on?" Wu Fan asked in a deep voice.

"When I returned to the general, the villain asked, this road and these trees were planted about three years ago. Those people still remember clearly that many Mongolians came at that time, so they collected a large number of laborers in the local area and built this road to Yunjia Village. By the way, in Yunjia Village, a large tomb was built. They all went there at that time. After the road was completed, Yunjia Village became a forbidden area. With Mongolians stationed, outsiders could no longer enter!"

Yun Zhao and Wu Fan looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with shock, "Governor, since there is a Mongolian army guarding me, I'll go and take a look!"

Yun Zhao nodded, "You go and catch a few live-actioners. I want to see what's going on?"

"Yes!" Wu Fan led a team of cavalry and accelerated to leave.

But Yun Zhao thought of something in his heart, but he couldn't be sure.

The cavalry slowed down and walked slowly.

Wu Fan came back very quickly.

"Governor." His face was very strange.

"What's going on?" Yun Zhao asked impatiently.

"Yunjia Village has indeed become a cemetery, and there are indeed Mongolian troops guarding it, but there are not many people, only a few dozen people. As soon as the generals left, there was no war, so these people handed over their weapons. According to their confession, they belonged to the Princess Zhenguo Mansion in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, and were stationed here under the order of Princess Yardan to prevent anyone or beasts from breaking into the cemetery."

"So, is this cemetery also made by Jaldan?"

"Yes!" Wu Fan nodded.

Yun Zhao's face darkened, "Who is buried in the cemetery?"

"Governor, the old lady is worshipped!" Wu Fan said softly.

Yun Zhao suddenly stopped the horse.

Yunjia Village, which was once poor, has completely changed its appearance. The walls made of blue bricks surrounded the original old village. The surroundings were obviously almost all the pine, cypress and fir trees that were transplanted were almost all the same thickness. It was obviously transplanted later. In Yun Zhao's memory, there were no such dense trees around Yunjia Village. At this time, these big trees were covered with snow, and long ice icy hanged upside down from the trees, reflecting colorful light under the sunlight.

The gate is built with exquisite white and black stones. The huge archway looks extremely solemn and solemn. Looking through the gate, it is also full of trees, and the sound of birds singing faintly comes.

"I'm afraid that it will cost a huge amount of money to build this cemetery!" Wu Fan looked at the huge cemetery and couldn't help but say shocked: "What is Yaerdan trying to do? Why did she build this cemetery for the old lady?" He could only feel secretly depressed in his heart. Looking at Yun Zhao's face, he didn't dare to ask.
Chapter completed!