After our homes were confiscated and we were exiled, the women in my clan and I raised a million sol

Then Zhang Liang gently handed the thing in his hand to Qin Youlan and the others.

Qin Youlan quickly took it and opened it, only to find that it was a book about elopement.

In the dim light of the fire, four big words were written on the book - "Compendium of Materia Medica".

When they saw these four big words, the curiosity in their hearts suddenly reached its peak. They didn't think that a book could solve their current problems.

As the pages of the book were gently turned, their gazes gradually became focused and deep, and the contents inside attracted all their attention.

Time passed by unknowingly, and they closed the book only after they had roughly browsed half of the content, feeling unsatisfied.

When he looked up at Zhang Liang, his eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Noticing their looks, Zhang Liang's lips curled up unconsciously, and then he asked softly, "Sisters-in-law, how do you like this book?"

Qin Youlan's voice was filled with obvious anxiety. She stared at Zhang Liang, as if hoping to find more hope in his answer. "Uncle, where did you get this book?"

Her tone was hurried, revealing her inner restlessness, which was in stark contrast to her usual calmness.

At this moment, Zhong Tian finished his work and hurried to the campfire, just in time to witness this scene.

When he saw Qin Youlan's rare anxious expression, his brows couldn't help but frown, and an inexplicable worry surged in his heart.

Because of the time they had spent together, Zhong Tian knew that Qin Youlan always looked calm and composed no matter what happened. Now that she looked so anxious, he couldn't help but wonder if something big had happened.

However, at this moment, her loss of composure made Zhong Tian realize that something unusual must have happened.

"My lord, what happened?"

Zhong Tian stepped forward quickly, his voice a little nervous. He looked around, trying to find clues from everyone's expressions.

Qin Youlan did not directly answer Zhong Tian's question, but chose a more direct way - she handed the "Compendium of Materia Medica" in her hand to Zhong Tian.

When Zhong Tian took the book, his face was full of confusion, and he was obviously puzzled by Qin Youlan's behavior.

However, the moment his eyes fell on the page, his expression began to change.

At first, Zhong Tian just glanced at it casually, but he soon discovered that the content of the book was extraordinary.

As he read deeper, his eyes became more and more serious, as if he was deeply attracted by the knowledge in the book.

Finally, Zhong Tian carefully closed the book, took a deep breath, turned to Zhang Liang and asked, "My Lord, this book is simply divine!"

"If this book were to be disseminated, its author would surely be immortalized in history. May I ask, my lord, which great talent authored this remarkable book? I would appreciate your recommendation!"

Zhong Tian's words were full of admiration and curiosity. He was eager to know the story behind the book and the identity of the author.

Zhang Liang looked at the curious eyes of the crowd, smiled slightly, and then slowly said: "The author of this book is far away and yet here before our eyes!"

His words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The people present did not react for a moment and stood there in a daze, with expressions of confusion and puzzlement on their faces.

After a few seconds, Zhong Tian was the first to recover from his shock. He blinked and asked uncertainly, "My Lord, are you kidding me?"

There was a hint of disbelief in his tone, and he was obviously very surprised by Zhang Liang's words.

The others gradually recovered from their daze, their eyes filled with suspicion.

Zhang Liang smiled and nodded, his eyes firm and serious as he said, "Of course I wrote this book. I wrote it in my spare time while studying in the mansion."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's faces showed surprise.

Looking at Zhang Liang's serious and determined expression, they finally believed that this was true.

Then, Zhong Tian carefully handed the Compendium of Materia Medica back to Zhang Liang, saying solemnly, "My Lord, please keep this book safe. It is very important to us! We must not let it fall into the hands of others."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Tian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and his thoughts seemed to drift far away.

He secretly sighed: If the emperor had been more open-minded, he wouldn't have driven such a talented man, both civil and military, to revolt. If a man like Zhang Liang had served in the court, perhaps the increasingly corrupt Daqian Empire might have regained a glimmer of hope. However, now that things had come to this, it was too late to say anything.

After Zhang Liang put the Compendium of Materia Medica away, he looked up at Qin Youlan and the others and said gently, "Everyone, it's getting late now. We should rest now. We have to travel tomorrow."

After hearing Zhang Liang's words, everyone nodded in understanding, then dispersed and returned to their tents to rest.

However, Qin Youlan couldn't fall asleep for a long time after returning to the tent. She tossed and turned in bed, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

Finally, she sat up, sighed softly, and murmured softly: "Husband, my uncle is no longer the child who needed your protection. He can stand on his own."

"If you knew, you would definitely be very happy! I hope your spirit in heaven can bless my uncle and make everything go well for him."

Qin Youlan sat quietly in the tent, thinking for a long time.

As time went by, a deep sense of weariness gradually came over her, like gentle waves, lapping against the shore of her consciousness again and again.

In the end, this tiredness became an irresistible call. Qin Youlan slowly lay back on the blanket and closed her eyes.

Her breathing gradually became steady and deep, and a hint of serenity appeared on her face.

On this quiet night, accompanied by the faint crackling of the bonfire in the distance, Qin Youlan fell asleep. In her dream, there might be scenes of her reuniting with her husband, or Zhang Liang leading everyone to victory.

All worries and burdens were temporarily released at this moment.

......

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning penetrated the mist and gently awakened the sleeping camp.

Zhang Liang got up early and walked out of the tent, where he saw his third sister-in-law Wang Yuehan squatting beside a pot, carefully cooking wild vegetable porridge.

The smoke from the cooking stove rises up, carrying with it the fragrance of wild vegetables and the flavor of life, adding a touch of warmth to this quiet morning.

Seeing Zhang Liang stand up, Wang Yuehan smiled and waved at him, her voice full of kindness: "Uncle, go wash up first! Breakfast will be ready soon."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liang smiled and nodded, then walked briskly towards the small lake nearby.

He bent down, scooped up the clear lake water with both hands, and gently washed away the sleepiness of the night and the dust on his face.

The lake water was so cold and clear that it lifted his spirits, and it seemed as if the whole world had become clearer and brighter.

At this time, Qin Youlan and others also walked out of the tent. They stretched and naturally joined Wang Yuehan and started to get busy together.

Some were responsible for adding firewood and adding fuel, some helped to tidy up the tableware, and some carefully prepared the side dishes.

After a while, the aroma of wild vegetable porridge spread, announcing that breakfast was ready.

Zhong Xueqing quickly and carefully poured a bowl of steaming porridge. She walked towards Zhang Liang with light steps, a warm smile on her face.

Zhong Tian was sitting next to Zhang Liang. When he saw this scene, an expectant smile appeared on his face. He mistakenly thought that this bowl of porridge was prepared for him by Zhong Xueqing, and even reached out to accept this gift.

However, to his surprise, when Zhong Xueqing walked in front of them, she handed the bowl of porridge to Zhang Liang without hesitation and said gently, "Brother Zhang Liang, hurry up and try Sister Yuehan's cooking."

Hearing Zhong Xueqing's words, Zhang Liang was slightly stunned, then took the porridge with a smile.

Zhong Tian's hand froze in mid-air awkwardly, his expression darkening instantly. His eyes were filled with resentment and disappointment, and he muttered quietly, "Who says a girl is her father's little cotton-padded jacket? I think ours is leaky."

After Zhong Xueqing handed the porridge to Zhang Liang, she keenly noticed the flash of disappointment in her father Zhong Tian's eyes.

She secretly found it amusing, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Then Zhong Xueqing quickly poured another bowl of steaming wild vegetable porridge, walked to Zhong Tian, ​​handed it to him with both hands, and said, "Dad, please have some porridge."

Zhong Tian's thoughts were still on the scene just now. After hearing his daughter's words and feeling the warmth from her hands, a gentle smile finally appeared on his face, and his complexion also improved slightly.

After breakfast, Zhang Liang and his friends packed up and prepared to continue their journey.

At this time, Zhong Xueqing, who was sitting in the carriage, stuck her head out and chatted with Zhang Liang from time to time.

The inadvertent sticking of his head out unexpectedly attracted the greedy gazes of some people.

"Looks like there's good stuff coming our way again... When the time comes to present these women to the young master, he'll probably be very happy!"