The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

"Let's go there after dark." The emperor didn't want too many people to know that he had come to Black Stone City. He was afraid of disrupting his youngest son's plans.

Ye Zhan: Now you're saying you're afraid of disrupting his plans? I wonder if he was nearly scared to death when he saw his biological father.

When the retired emperor saw the resentful look in his youngest son's eyes, he knew that his behavior was a bit out of line and had caused some trouble for his youngest son.

However, thinking that he was the only one who could help his youngest son and his wife, the emperor straightened his back again.

Jiang Yan also thought the arrival of the Emperor was a good thing. "Father, when the time comes, we'll each have our own territory..."

"Little Six Wife, it's better for you to call me dad."

"Ah!" Jiang Yan also felt so. Calling father the emperor was too much of a responsibility, like having a knife hanging over one's head at any time.

It’s different when I call him dad, I immediately feel relieved of all the burden.

Ye Zhan was amused by the speed at which his wife's face changed, which was even more exaggerated than the face-changing in Sichuan Opera.

It was not until dark that Ye Zhan brought his personal guards and escorted the retired emperor out of the north gate.

No one spoke along the way. Dajun and Dasheng, the captain of the guards, led the guards and did not dare to let their guard down for a moment.

Under the moonlight, they reined in their mounts at the foot of a cliff. The emperor dismounted and flew up the hill at the foot of the cliff.

Ye Zhan’s guards are all the second generation of the Thirteen Banners. They can be said to have grown up under the care of the retired emperor.

Kung Fu was taught by the retired emperor himself. In some aspects, especially when fighting against the enemy, they have a tacit understanding with each other after ten years of getting along.

This alone is something that others cannot match.

Dajun, Dasheng and the others saw the emperor ascend the hill and waited for Ye Zhan's instructions.

Ye Zhan asked them to stay here and he flew after them.

The father and son came to the place where they settled one after another. If they had not been so impressed by this place, they might not have found it after so many years.

"How's it going? Your father's memory is pretty good, right?"

Hearing the old man's rather proud words, Ye Zhan nodded, agreeing with what he said.

"Let's go take a look at the front first."

"Ah."

There is moonlight tonight, and both father and son are very good at martial arts, so they can walk on the hill as if it were flat ground.

Finally standing at the former launch site, Ye Zhan felt that the old man's back was straighter.

"Dad, do you still choose this place to settle down?"

"Well, it's better here."

The old man pointed to the taller and straighter trees around him, and then pointed to the half-man-high wormwood, and said, "Not everyone can find such a good shelter." What he meant was: he has good vision.

Ye Zhan also thought this place was good. Seeing the old man's decision, he discussed with him: "Since you have chosen a place to stay, let's go back first."

The old man looked at his youngest son. He actually wanted his youngest son to build him a tent so that he could live there.

Ye Zhan understood the old man's thoughts, but he insisted that the old man go back to the city with him.

"The weather here is getting colder and colder, and frost will come soon. We are worried about you living here by yourself."

Ye Zhan was afraid that the old man would make excuses, so he mentioned it to him, "Shiyilang, it's been a long time since I saw you. Don't you miss your grandson?"

At this moment, the closeness between generations was immediately apparent. "My little grandson has grown taller again."

"Not only has he grown taller, but his mother said he's quite smart now."

"Hahaha, let's go back and see my little grandson."

The next day, the people of the Thirteen Banners not only discovered that their children had returned, but also a familiar figure appeared on the other side of the river.

Master Wang took the lead in paying his respects to the old man, and only then did he learn that the old man had passed the throne to the crown prince and had become the carefree emperor.

After hearing the words of the retired emperor, the men, women, young and old of the Thirteen Banners resumed their usual chattering.

"Emperor, let's stick with the Thirteen Banners."

"Yes." The emperor agreed with this.

"We have mountains and rivers here, and we can grow the best crops in Black Stone City." Master Wang is like the spokesperson of the Thirteen Banners. No matter who he meets, he always praises the good things about the Thirteen Banners.

The Supreme Emperor: Fortunately, Master Wang only said this within the Thirteen Banners. If this were to be spread outside, it would attract many new residents to the Thirteen Banners.

Shiyilang almost forgot what his grandfather looked like. When he was having breakfast, he saw that his eldest brother and youngest brother had returned, and there was an old grandfather sitting with them for dinner. The little guy immediately remembered that this was his grandfather.

"Grandpa?" The little guy rushed over and gave his grandfather a big hug.

"Hey." The old man picked up his grandson and weighed him before saying, "My little grandson seems to have grown up a lot."

Shiyilang liked to hear his family say that he had grown up, and he nodded in agreement.

The old man is very satisfied with the children of his youngest son, including Dajun and Xiaojun.

The only regret was this little grandson. The old man could see that Chenchen and Shilang had supernatural powers just like their mother.

As for Shiyilang, he didn't find anything strange about this child.

But it doesn’t matter. Even if the children of their Ye family don’t have special powers, they can still live well.

After breakfast, Ye Zhan took the guards and the Dajun brothers to Black Stone City. He had promised General Ming that he would produce a certain number of mines as soon as possible.

Ye Zhan also knew that firearms would bring irreparable damage to this era. But in order to avoid being invaded, he had no choice but to do it.

So every time he makes a mine, he will not ask others to do it for him. Some things must be controlled in his own hands to prevent them from spreading.

This time was the same. He only asked Dajun and Dasheng to guard outside and not allow anyone to approach.

When he was the only one left here, Jiang Yan teleported over to help.

The couple worked together and soon made all the mines they wanted to make.

"We've made so many this time. We have to be careful when burying them. We can't leave these mines lying around."

"Well, I'll ask Dajun and Dasheng to be careful."

The couple talked for a few more moments before Jiang Yan teleported outside the city, pretending to have just arrived in Blackrock City.

On Ye Zhan's side, all the mines were loaded onto the carriage.

They gathered with General Ming at the north city gate. The couple asked General Ming, "How many of our scouts in the north have not returned yet?"

"There should be four. They are all the best scouts in Blackrock City."

When Ye Zhan heard that four scouts had not returned yet, he said, "Let's dig a pit first. When the scouts come back, we'll place mines in the pit."

"Ah."

At Ye Zhan's command, they urged their horses and quickly arrived at the plain.

Looking at the vast flat land here, Ye Zhan glanced at his wife. He wanted to tell her his thoughts.