"Thank you so much, envoy." The woman went back happily.

"Your Majesty!" Someone continued to ask, "This year's harvest is good, but what about next year?"

“Next year will be better!”

"I want to plant more crops next year and open up more wasteland, but I'm worried about being harassed by the two big troops on the opposite side!"

"Just plant!" Yang Xuan said resolutely: "I'm here! As I said again, whoever dares to destroy the jobs of the people of Chenzhou, I will take Chenzhou's army to take away his jobs!"

"good!"

Everyone burst into joy.

Cao Ying said with a smile: "The envoy still has something to do. If you have any doubts, the envoy will go to the market the next day and tell you everything."

Several outsiders looked at each other, and the man who spoke before said in a low voice: "I am well-informed, but I have never seen anyone be so loved by the people."

Another companion said: "I have traveled all over the country, but I have never seen such an envoy to the people. Based on this, everyone, our workshop will be located in Chenzhou?"

"good!"

Yang Xuan didn't know that his interaction with the people had successfully impressed a few foreign businessmen, and then he exchanged a few words with Ning Yayun.

"Please tell me a few words." Ning Yayun said with a smile.

Yang Xuan nodded.

He turned around and said: "Chenzhou is located in northern Xinjiang and has frequent wars. Therefore, the gods are not willing to stop here."

The people couldn't help laughing.

This is a heroic smile.

"If the gods don't come, then what do we believe in? Believe in our ancestors!" Yang Xuan said: "The metaphysics came to the city, and they also brought the gods that have been worshiped for thousands of years. These gods originated from my land in the Central Plains and are from my own family."

Ning Yayun didn't expect that Yang Xuan would be so down-to-earth and so proud of metaphysics. She couldn't help but praise: "Zitai has not forgotten his roots, good!"

"Metaphysics not only worships the gods of the Central Plains, but also recruits disciples to practice. From now on, if you have children in your family who are qualified, you can send them to try metaphysics."

After these words, the people mentioned were very excited, and some of them immediately went home to pick up their children for testing.

"In the past, the people of Chenzhou worshiped gods with no connections. These were obscene sacrifices and could easily lead to trouble." Han Ji said, "Once metaphysics is learned in Chenzhou, if nothing else, there will be people who will clean up the obscene sacrifices in the future."

"That's how it should be!" Cao Ying nodded.

Over there, Ning Yayun asked Yang Xuan to unveil the plaque.

The plaque is covered with a piece of cloth and a string hangs from underneath.

Yang Xuan held the string, smiled and pulled hard.

The cloth slipped away, revealing the plaque.

metaphysics!

After a burst of cheers, Yang Xuan and Ning Yayun walked into the mountain gate together.

"good!"

The newly completed mountain gate didn't look luxurious, but there were views everywhere, which made Yang Xuan think about whether he would ask someone from metaphysics to design the palace gardens if he succeeded in revolting against him in the future.

After paying his respects to the main hall and burning a few sticks of incense, Yang Xuan went to the Zhonglie Shrine.

The Martyrs' Shrine is now empty, with a few blank signs placed on the tables.

"You have to write this word!"

Yang Xuan nodded, and then someone brought the Four Treasures of the Study.

Everyone was wondering what he would write.

Yang Xuan picked up the pen, thought about it carefully, and slowly started writing.

——The heroic soul lasts through the ages!

Immediately, he turned around and said:

"Invite the heroic spirit into the palace!"

…

Kong Sanniang is a widow. Her husband Yao et al. died in the war eleven years ago. Since then, she has been living with her son and daughter.

When she got up in the morning, she started weaving. In the afternoon, she went to help with the work in a wealthy family's house until she returned home in the evening.

Chenzhou has a custom of paying homage to their ancestors after the autumn harvest.

Kong Sanniang, her son and daughter, and the sacrifices were going to pay homage to Yao et al.'s tomb.

I met many neighbors when I went out, and many people went to pay homage to their ancestors today.

"Kong Sanniang, are you going to visit the grave today?"

"Yes!" Kong Sanniang said with a smile.

The son behind her was almost as tall as her. He was holding a basket and seemed a little silent.

A child without a father has been a bit unsociable since he was a child, and the children in the neighborhood will bully him.

The child is ignorant and even calls him fatherless.

"You've never thought about remarrying?" an acquaintance asked.

Kong Sanniang shook her head, "He worked hard for our mother and son. I can't do anything else, so I just support his two children."

"Why!"

Everyone sighed.

All the way out of the city.

Yao and others were buried in a wasteland more than three miles outside the city.

However, the situation in Chenzhou has been improving recently, and people have come to cultivate this wasteland.

More than ten cemeteries are located in a field, which seems a bit awkward.

Many people came to pay their respects today. Kong Sanniang and her two children found her husband's tomb and began to clear the weeds on the tomb.

"Aniang, you sit down, Amei and I will go!"

The eldest son was strong, holding a hatchet in his hand, and went to cut the grass without any explanation.

"Brother, there's me too!"

My daughter also went with me.

The boss said angrily: "This grass is so thick that you may cut your hand if you are not careful. Just clean it up."

Kong Sanniang sat in front of the tombstone and said: "Husband, I am now sensible. At home, I often dislike me for being slow in doing things and taking care of everything.

I know that he feels sorry for me as a mother, but it’s just that my child is so sensible when he’s not old yet, so my heart feels so sad! Half of it is joy and relief, and half of it is heartache!"

She gently touched the words on the tombstone with her hand, "Chenzhou is getting better and better now. If you were here, you would definitely be happy!"

"This is farmland! Why are the dead and the living fighting for space? What's the point?"

There was a noise in the back, and Kong Sanniang turned around and saw more than ten men carrying hoes surrounding the grave-visitors aggressively.

"When this grave existed, this place was still a wasteland!"

"This tomb in my family has been buried for more than fifty years. Why is it buried in the wrong place?"

"Now this is a field. Just wait and see, look at the opposite side, hey! The land opposite can't be cultivated, so why can't you move the tombs of your ancestors there? It's not that far away."

"How can there be such a statement!"

There is a commotion here.

Kong Sanniang couldn't help but said: "This person must do things on a first-come, first-served basis!"

A man sneered at her, "There is no one here. If something ghost accidentally appears, I would do nothing else but dig up people's ancestral graves..."

Kong Sanniang became angry when she heard this, "Can you try to dig it? I will fight with you!"

The man was just threatening, but Kong Sanniang was too fierce to get off the stage, so he came over with a hoe, pointed at her and cursed: "Bitch, believe it or not, I'm going to dig up your family's tomb tonight!"

"Try it!"

The eldest son ran over with his younger sister and stood in front of his mother.

"Boss, get out of the way!"

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but the eldest child is still underage. Kong Sanniang was worried that the child would suffer, so she went to pull him!

Snap!

The man slapped the boss.

"I'll fight with you!" Kong Sanniang grabbed the hatchet and was about to kill someone.

Ta-ta-ta!

The sound of horse hooves came quickly.
To be continued...