The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

Just one glance and Bian Liang almost vomited out last night's dinner.

This was a face that should have been younger, but the scar on his face stretched from his left forehead to his right jaw. A beautiful face was completely ruined by that long scar.

"Oh my god." It was too scary. Bian Liang quickly lowered the carriage curtain and dared not look anymore.

General Ming: This is just the beginning! I can't bear to watch this. I've prepared a great gift for you, so you better take it.

It was late at night, and the cool night breeze gently blew on the ends of my hair.

Jiang Yan really liked such nights. She stood with Ye Zhan under the ginkgo tree in front of her house and chatted about family matters.

"I don't know what's going on in Blackrock City."

"It should be interesting."

"How to say?"

"Since General Ming doesn't want the Bian family to stay in Blackrock City and cause trouble, he will definitely find a way to drive them away."

"I'm a little curious now."

"curious?"

"What kind of strategy will General Ming use to drive out the Bian family?"

"I guess that person was so scared that he peed his pants and never wanted to come to Black Rock City again for the rest of his life."

"It's a permanent solution. I like it."

"Wife, we should go back to the house and go to bed."

"Ok."

...

In the relatively best upper room of the Military Supervisory Mansion in Black Stone City, Bian Liang was sweating profusely with his eyes closed.

Maybe it was because he had just arrived in a strange place, he had nightmares all night. He either dreamed that his face was covered with scars from being cut, or that his arms and legs were chopped off.

He couldn't walk because he had no legs and could only crawl on the ground like a maggot.

"Ahhhh!" Bian Liang screamed and screamed, but no sound came out. He was going crazy. He didn't want to stay here. He didn't want to have his face chopped off, his arms and legs chopped off.

Nan Shun was keeping watch outside. He was still wondering, the eldest master had a habit of getting up at night, but tonight...

Nan Shun felt strange and quietly went into the inner room to see what was wrong with the eldest master.

When he approached the eldest young master with the oil lamp, he discovered the eldest young master's ferocious face.

"Young Master, you are having a nightmare." Nan Shun didn't care about anything else and reached out to pat the Young Master's arm.

"Master, wake up! Master, wake up!"

But after he slapped for a long time, the young master still didn't wake up, so he had to find another way and slapped the young master's butt hard.

There was a cry of "Ah!" and the eldest son jumped out of the bed. "Ah! Who hit me? Who hit me just now?"

"Master, no one hit you. Did you just have a nightmare?"

"Having a nightmare?" When Bian Liang thought of the situation in his dream, cold sweat fell on his face like light rain.

"Young Master, did you really have a nightmare?" Nan Shun asked knowingly.

"Ah. Nanshun, go get the young master a glass of water."

"Yes."

"It should be cold."

"Yes." Nan Shunxin thought: This is not the Cheng'en Mansion. It's already this time, and there is no hot tea even if you want it.

Bian Liang drank two cups of cold tea in a row and felt better.

Nan Shun watched the eldest son throw away the cup in his hand and fall on the bed like a dead dog. He asked with some concern: "Eldest son, are you okay?"

Bian Liang said nothing.

"Young Master?" This time, Nan Shun's voice was more respectful and cautious.

"Go pack your things, we'll go back to the capital at daybreak."

Nan Shun thought he had misheard and looked at Bian Liang in surprise. After a while, he mustered up the courage to say, "Master, you haven't finished what the Duke asked you to do."

"I can't stay in this crappy place anymore. Anyone who wants to come can come, but I, sir, will never come here again."

Nan Shun heard his eldest son's complaints and couldn't help but echo them: "When I came to this place, I couldn't even close my eyes to sleep."

When Bian Liang heard Nan Shun say this, he felt like he had found a kindred spirit. "I closed my eyes, but I had nightmares one after another. One moment, I dreamt my face was chopped off, the next, my hands and feet were chopped off. The nightmares kept coming one after another, and I couldn't wake up even if I wanted to."

"My Lord, I've heard that the northern barbarians are very cruel. The injured people we saw when we came here were all injured by the northern barbarians."

Bian Liang thought of the man with the scar on his face and wanted to close his eyes in fear, but he didn't dare to do so for fear of having another nightmare.

The master and servant talked in mutters for a long time, and when it finally got light outside, Bian Liang yawned, said something to Nan Shun, and fell asleep.

"Young Master?" Nan Shun didn't expect that the Young Master had fallen asleep again. Should he pack up his things?

Nan Shun walked around the room twice before resigning himself to his fate and returning to the outer room. He leaned on the pillow and wanted to take a nap.

When the sky brightened, General Ming led the way to the training ground, waiting for the military supervisor to come and inspect.

However, until the sun was high in the sky, the newly appointed military supervisor still had not shown up.

"General?" All the soldiers looked at General Ming. "We have so much to do. How can we spare the time to entertain the military supervisor?"

General Ming did not expect that the military inspector would cause the soldiers to disappear on his first day in office.

"Oh, that's really off the mark."

"But there is an advantage to this."

"What's the benefit?"

"Look at our military supervisor. He will never have the nerve to criticize others again."

"Yeah, that's right."

General Ming listened to the soldiers' complaints but did not say anything to stop them.

Deputy General Hu couldn't stand it any longer, so he leaned over to General Ming's ear and said, "The sweet potato field outside the north city gate is growing weeds. I was thinking yesterday about taking some people to pull them out today."

"Then just go!"

"General, you said it, let's go."

"Ah."

After receiving approval from General Ming, Lieutenant General Hu led a group of men towards the north gate.

The other soldiers saw this and were very envious. They also wanted to go.

General Ming saw this and couldn't help laughing: "I'm just doing farm work, but you're so envious that you can't wait to follow me."

"General, that's all food. It's a large piece of land, dozens of acres. If we take good care of it, we will definitely have a good harvest. Just think about that much food, we can have enough food to eat for two months."

"You know what, what you said is true." General Ming began to think about whether he should go to find Madam Jiang earlier next year and ask her to prepare more seedlings or seeds.

Jiang Yan was pacing slowly outside her yard when she suddenly sneezed loudly. She rubbed her nose, wondering if someone was scolding her.

...

It was already noon when Bian Liang woke up. He touched his stomach, which he thought was shriveled, and got angry with Nan Shun.

"You little slave, where's my breakfast? Why hasn't it been brought to you yet?"

Nan Shun looked up at the sky. The sun was already at its zenith. With a bitter face, he said, "My dear Master, it's already noon. Where can I get you breakfast?"

"It's noon?" Bian Liang didn't expect he had slept so long. He rubbed his rumbling stomach again and said unhappily, "Then go get me lunch."

"Yes, I'll go now." Nan Shun ran out and soon came back with a tray.

He just stood at the door and didn't dare to go in.

Although Bian Liang is fat, he can't help feeling hungry. He hasn't had breakfast by this hour and is already feeling dizzy from hunger.

Nan Shun also knew the problem of his eldest son, but when he looked at the food on the tray, he was a little afraid to enter the house.