The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

A group of little rascals were talking about the Master, and their talk sounded very logical.

Yichen was sitting not far away, and she once again deeply experienced the "early maturity of the ancients."

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The Emperor had made the final decision on the construction of a new city on the plains. General Ming quickly issued orders, and the craftsmen and slave camp personnel from Black Stone City were dispatched there. They were told that they were to dig a wide trench, the kind that could serve as a moat, before the freezing weather came.

Yichen felt that everything she heard was very fresh and she wanted to go over and see the construction of a new city.

But her parents told her, "It's bare there at this time of year, so don't go. If you really want to see it, wait until next spring when the flowers are in bloom."

Yichen felt that what her parents said made sense, so she agreed.

The weather seemed to have suddenly turned cold, and seeing that nothing was happening in Black Stone City, Ye Zhan wanted to send the old man back to the capital.

The old man didn't want to go back, he always felt that Black Stone City was more comfortable.

But what the younger son said was not wrong. As the emperor, he could not stay in Black Stone City forever. This would make it easy for civil and military officials to misunderstand the eldest son.

The relationship between royal fathers, sons and brothers makes it easy for some people to take advantage of loopholes.

As a father, he should not create opportunities for those people.

Especially when Ye Dalang appeared in the Thirteen Banners with his two younger brothers and three thousand imperial guards, the emperor no longer had any reason to delay returning to the capital.

Ye Zhan also told them to let the Dajun brothers go with them. If the northern barbarians had not invaded, the Dajun brothers would have returned to Jiangnan to pay tribute to their biological parents and uncle.

After seeing off the reluctant emperor and Dalang, the family returned to their former tranquility.

In the blink of an eye, the first winter snow fell in Blackrock City.

The snow started falling last night. At first the snowflakes were very small, like tiny snowflakes.

After nightfall, the snowflakes became active and seemed to expand, gradually growing larger.

Yichen was a light sleeper, and was soon awakened by the sound of snowflakes hitting the window paper. She mumbled something and returned home, hugging her quilt.

As a result, just as Yichen fell asleep, Shilang pulled Shiyilang in. The two brothers slept on the sofa in the living room consciously. They had a premonition that their parents would come in soon.

Without the sound of wind and falling snow, the family slept peacefully. If Aunt Li hadn't come to let them have breakfast, the family of five might have continued to sleep.

Jiang Yan: "Home is still better. I can sleep as late as I want."

"You have to get up and have breakfast first."

"I'm not hungry."

"Be good, at worst we can have breakfast and then go to bed."

"Well, that's a good idea."

Shiyilang had wanted to go out for a long time, but Jiang Yan was afraid that he would be in danger, so she set up a system at home where he could come in freely but not leave freely.

"Mom~" Seeing that his parents had woken up, Shiyilang rushed over like a little cannonball. "Mom, I want to go out and play."

"Okay, let's go out now."

After breakfast, Ye Zhan wanted to go to the roof to sweep the snow. But before he could go up to the roof, Dasheng and his men came over.

These young generals from the Thirteen Banners are currently organized as guards of Prince Rui.

It is all thanks to Tuo Yezhan that they can now stay at home comfortably.

A group of young men swept the snow at an incredible speed. They swept away everything on the roof, in the yard, outside the gate, and even on the path.

After sweeping, Dasheng would ask Ye Zhan: "Uncle, are you going out again today?"

"We're not going anywhere in this weather. After your morning exercises, go home."

"Yes."

After seeing off Dasheng and the others, Juro stood beside his father, tiptoed at the snow-covered mountains in the distance, and asked about Dajun and the others.

"Dad, have my elder brother and younger brother arrived in Jiangnan?"

"It probably hasn't arrived yet."

"Dad, will Jiangnan be as cold as here?"

"No. Jiangnan is much warmer than here."

"Dad, when will the eldest and youngest brothers come back?"

"Dad doesn't know about this either. But he might not be back until after the New Year."

"Are you guys going to be gone that long?"

"The journey is too long, and there are many things that may happen along the way that we cannot predict."

"Will my brother and the others be in danger?"

"Dad asked them to return to Prince Rui's Palace and bring more guards."

"That's good. I hope my brothers can come back soon."

Dajun and Xiaojun, who were missed by Shiyilang, were speeding on the official road heading south with the guards of Prince Rui's Mansion.

Seeing his brother urging the horse on, Xiaojun couldn't help but ask him, "Brother, how long will it take us to get home?"

"It won't be long. It will be very quick."

They were still young when they left home, and that small town in the south of the Yangtze River with green willows became increasingly vague in Dajun's memory.

Dajun was afraid that he would forget it, so every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he forced himself to carefully describe the appearance in his memory.

Finally, Dajun saw the stone bridge outside the town, the big willow tree next to the stone bridge, and the tavern behind the willow tree.

The elderly proprietress was still sitting at the door of the tavern picking vegetables as usual, and from time to time she would look up and chat with the old lady on the other side of the river.

The old lady was old and her hearing was poor. She couldn't hear clearly nine out of ten sentences spoken by the tavern owner.

The tavern owner knew it, but she just liked talking to the old lady.

The tavern owner had clearly heard the sound of hurried horse hooves just now, but why was there no sound now?

She looked up at the other side of the stone bridge and saw a young man in a blue cloak, holding a white horse in his hand, just looking at her quietly.

The proprietress thought the young man looked familiar, but she searched through all her memories and could not recognize such a handsome and tall young man from a wealthy family.

When Dajun saw the proprietress looking at him, he smiled and led the horse forward.

Xiaojun and the guards behind him also followed.

The proprietress only then noticed that behind the young man was an even younger man. An image flashed through her mind, but it had been so many years that she couldn't recall it.

Dajun led the white horse, the horse's hooves tapping on the bluestone slabs under their feet. It was a bit like the sound of him and his brother running around when they were little.

The handsome young man, leading his white horse, finally approached the proprietress. The proprietress also stood up and greeted him warmly, "Young Master, would you like to eat?"

Hearing the familiar Wu dialect, Dajun forced a deep smile on his face and replied, "Auntie Ayue, prepare a table of food for us. We will come over to eat later."

When the proprietress heard the young master calling her Auntie Yue, she was a little surprised, "Master, do you recognize me?"

"Yeah." Dajun nodded.

"Brother~"

Auntie Ayue looked at Dajun, then at Xiaojun, "You, you are..."