I am engaged in construction in Datang

But they had already explained it clearly, and he even paid the bail.

Haha, is there anything else you didn’t expect?

Murong Shun lowered his head, a few drops of sweat appearing on his forehead. He opened his eyes wide and tried hard to recall.

Was it that the fact that he secretly kicked the door next door was exposed?

But who can blame that dog for always chasing and biting him!

I've said it several times but no one cares, bah!

Could it be...

Murong Shun widened his eyes. Some people from Tuyuhun took advantage of the Tang Dynasty's conquest of Gaochang to rise up in rebellion!

"Your Majesty..."

He rolled to the ground, gurgling, and before he could finish his words, Li Shimin choked him.

"Lord Murong, what are you doing?"

Li Shimin had just sorted out his thoughts when he looked up and saw Murong Shun lying on the ground. He was shocked for a moment.

"Your Majesty, I, I..."

Murong Shun was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

"Hurry up and get up. The ground is so cold."

"..." Murong Shun's nervousness was instantly calmed down, and then his face was full of embarrassment.

It turns out that it’s not about asking for punishment!

He let out a long sigh, patted his brocade robe, and sat back in his seat.

"Lord Murong, I have an important task for you."

Li Shimin put on a serious expression, and Murong Shun also became serious.

The civil and military officials around him put down their teacups at the same time.

The atmosphere was slightly solemn.

"Your Majesty, what is it?"

Murong Shun spoke with difficulty, is his life in danger this time?

Thinking of this, tears welled up in his eyes and his lips trembled: "Your Majesty, if something happens to me, please ..."

"You must consider my diligence and ensure that my wife and five children live in peace and health."

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

Everyone looked at Murong Shun with obscure and complicated eyes.

Li Shimin's eyes suddenly became fierce: "My dear Murong... do you know what other tricks the Gaochang royal family has?"

"?"

Now it was Murong Shun's turn to be confused: "What Gaochang royal family? Didn't someone from the Tuyuhun tribe rebel?"

"..."

What a big mistake.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help laughing out loud, and then Li Shimin and others laughed until they cried.

"Lord Murong, I just want you to take the Gaochang royal family who are about to 'donate their land' to play in the capital for half a month, so that they can have a good experience of the prosperity of our Tang Dynasty."

Li Shimin smiled and said that this way the group of people would be more motivated to get their money back.

"That's it..."

Murong Shun complained subconsciously, but stopped in time. He bowed to Li Shimin and said, "Your Majesty, I will make these people so happy that they will never want to return to their homeland again!"

"Well."

Li Shimin smiled and said, "I will leave this important task to Lord Murong."

……

Jiannan Road to Jizhou.

Anping County, Qingshan Village.

The newly built house still exudes the aroma of wood.

There is a large courtyard outside the house, with a vegetable garden where some flowers, plants, trees, and some vegetables and cucumbers have been planted.

Butterflies were flying around the delicate flowers, and a hare that came from nowhere was nibbling on the leaves.

The house is filled with newly made furniture, including wardrobes, tables, beds... everything you need.

This is Mo Dayou’s new home, which belongs to him alone.

"Anywhere is good."

Mo Dayou squatted beside the vegetable field, looking worried: "My old comrades are gone."

"It's not good at all."

He looked up at the sky, his eyes suddenly stimulated by the scorching sun, and tears immediately flowed down.

"Grandun, my grandfather asked you to come to my house for dinner..."

The kid was halfway through his words when he suddenly started to panic: "Granduncle, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Dayou came to his senses and stood up. He felt dizzy for a moment and shook twice.

"ah!"

The kid was only about seven or eight years old and had never seen such a scene before. He immediately turned around and ran back home.

"Aweng! Aweng!"

"My great-uncle fainted from crying..."

The voice was extremely loud, and he kept shouting as he ran.

Mo Dayou held on to the door frame to steady himself, and finally came to his senses. He saw that his nephew was no longer at the gate of the courtyard.

Soon, a nearby neighbor ran into his house with a bowl of rice.

"Mo Dayou, what's wrong with you?"

The other party panted: "Don't think too much!"

He heard that many veterans who retired from the battlefield were unable to adapt to normal life and died of depression.

"..."

Mo Dayou was speechless: "I'm fine."

Then he wiped the tears from his cheeks with the back of his hand.

Soon, villagers arrived one after another, some holding rice bowls, some holding pots and spoons, and some holding rolling pins...

Everyone rushed over, fearing that Mo Dayou might have had an accident.

Mo Xiaoyou was picking cucumbers. When he heard his grandson calling, he hurried over.

"Brother, what's wrong with you!"

He was holding up a cucumber, looking worried.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyou, Mo Dayou fell silent.

The two brothers first asked all the villagers to go home for dinner, and then they sat facing each other.

“Xiaoyou…”

Mo Dayou hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to go back to Yiwu."

"Brother."

Mo Xiaoyou's eyes immediately turned red. He hadn't seen his brother for decades. He thought that the other party...

"Why? Isn't our own home good enough?"

Mo Dayou was at a loss. He hurriedly looked for a piece of silk cloth, wanting to wipe the tears of his youngest brother.

"You don't know how much my mother wanted to see you when she died. You finally came back."

"I finally got back."

"me……"

Mo Dayou also started crying.

After the two of them calmed down, Mo Dayou spoke up, "Xiaoyou, my brother can't find his place here."

"You know..."

"There is no desert that sparkles when the sun shines on it, no strong wind that keeps people awake, no melodious and clear tunes that can be heard from far away..."

"There are no old brothers who have been with me through thick and thin."

Mo Dayou pouted his lips into a gourd-shaped 8 shape, and started crying again with tears and snot.

"Xiao You, everyone here calls me Mo Da You."

“I always don’t know who I’m calling.”

"I just remember that my name is Lao Ya!"

Three days later.

Lao Ya was standing at the entrance of the village, carrying a cloth bag.

The villagers all came to see him off.

Soon, a carriage came from a distance.

“A little.”

Lao Ya looked at the face in front of him that was as old as himself and said: "The journey to Yiwu is long. I am afraid I can't come back every year."

"I'm going to burn some paper to apologize to my mother. I'll rely on you from now on."

"That house is a reward from the government, so you can take it with peace of mind. I, I really have to leave."

After we say goodbye today, I'm afraid we'll never see each other again in this life.

"Brother."

Mo Xiaoyou also started crying: "Don't worry, just go, I'll take care of everything."

The carriage arrived and the bailiff got off to help Lao Ya carry his luggage.

"Ah Lang, are you sure you want to go back?"

"Go back." Lao Ya said firmly.

The yamen runner took Lao Ya to the carriage. He turned his head and said, "You are the 41st person to return from Jiannan Road."

Hearing this, Lao Ya was confused: "Ah, am I too late?"

"Why late? General Zhao will be waiting for you in Yiwu anyway."

"Wait for us?"

"Yes." The bailiff said with a smile, "Wait for you to name the city."

Hearing this, the smile on Lao Ya's face faded a little: "Is the new city built?"

"That's impossible. It will take several years to build a new city."

"It's the old city you are guarding..."

"Master Li has stayed here."