There is also spring for passers-by

What a coincidence! The original owner's mother's surname was Wen, and people called her the Wen family.

Cui Ying was slightly stunned. "The government said that as long as someone is willing to buy me, I can avoid going to Beiguan City?"

Wen Wan said calmly, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

I don’t want to go to Beiguan City, but this is the way to Beiguan City.

The other illegitimate daughter, Miss Cui, opened her arms to block Wen Wan's way. "Where is Third Uncle? When we left the capital, someone said you had someone rescue him."

"Step aside!"

"Please, help me, I can be your maidservant..."

Whisper——

Wen Wan flattered the horse, and the horse raised its front hooves and neighed. Wen Wan flew over the head of the concubine of the Cui family. The concubine of the Cui family was so scared that she was stunned on the spot. It was useless for her to stop her, as the other party actually flew over her head.

Cui Yan shouted, "Han Qingwan, have you ever liked me?"

"You're a weakling, but your dream might come true."

She is not the original owner. No, the original owner is also her. The original owner did like him, but not much.

When he forced the original owner to take the blame for her sister, all her love for him disappeared.

Wen Wan felt it was really bad luck to meet them on the road.

She did not go to Beiguan City, but disguised herself as a servant in a caravan, blending in with the caravan and going out of the border of Da Zhou and into the territory of Bei Yan. This caravan sold Da Zhou's salt, cloth, silk, and pills to Bei Yan, and could earn several times the price. This time it was called a caravan, but in fact it was the goods of several merchants.

Wen Wan left the caravan upon entering Northern Yan territory, galloping across the vast grasslands of the Northern Kingdom. She journeyed to Northern Yan's cities and robbed its dignitaries, acquiring a wealth of jewels and gold. She pondered the suffering of the people throughout the land. If she took all the gold and silver, those dignitaries would exploit the people's wealth. Ultimately, she adopted the name "The Thief Saint," a chivalrous and righteous act, roaming Northern Yan.

For a time, a thief saint appeared in the Northern Yan Kingdom, causing great trouble for the Northern Yan government and the court.

Wen Wan took advantage of this muddy water and disguised herself as an elegant and handsome scholar during the day, and went out to do justice at night, robbing the rich and helping the poor. Many poor people in the grassland tribes received silver, gold and jewelry from her.

"Eleven years ago, Northern Yan and Great Zhou had a fierce battle at Fuhu Ridge..."

She came to the grassland tribe near Fuhuling to inquire about this matter.

"Why do you ask this, sir?"

"Ask for a friend."

"I advise you to stop asking questions, lest you get into trouble."

Since her identity as a scholar by day was untraceable, she disguised herself as the "Thief Saint" at night, wearing black clothes and a black cloth mask. "Don't say too much, I am the Thief Saint! I've been asked to inquire about something: eleven years ago, Northern Yan and Great Zhou fought a fierce battle at Fuhu Ridge. Northern Yan ambushed Han Weizhong and his son, Han Hong, with 30,000 troops. Afterwards, a general of the Han family army came to collect the bodies, but they couldn't find the remains of the Han father and son. Where did their bones go?"

During the day, she asked the teahouse owner about it, but she warned herself not to ask, which showed that she was not a bad person.

The woman felt that the cold voice was familiar, but before she could remember who it was, she heard Wen Wan yell again, "Speak quickly!"

"Hero, spare me, if you want to know about this, if you ask others, they really won't know, but if you ask me, I know a thing or two."

Wen Wan said: "Tell me about it!"

"Eleven years ago, the fierce battle at Fuhu Ridge was a trap set against the Han father and son. Han Hong was stabbed dozens of times while trying to protect his father. Han Weizhong and his personal guards were pursued by Northern Yan soldiers and eventually jumped off the cliff on the west side of Fuhu Ridge. There were rocks tumbling down below, and I'm afraid he was already dead.

The doctor's wife who works in the herbal medicine shop in our town was from the Great Zhou Dynasty. She secretly collected the remains of General Han Hong.

Why don't you go find her and ask her?"

The Thief Saint has enjoyed a very high reputation in Northern Yan in the past six months, and is especially loved by the people. She has saved many people.

Although the government has been posting notices to arrest people, they have not caught any. Instead, several people who look similar to the people on the list have been loved by the people and hailed as heroes and righteous men. Recently, the number of knights-errant in the territory of Northern Yan has increased dramatically. There was even a righteous man who rushed into the government office and killed the six members of the magistrate's family who bullied men and women.

The people cheered loudly.

The government pursued him, but the people hid him.

Wen Wan took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table: "Thank you for telling me!"

She left the teahouse and went to the herb shop.

The doctor's wife was grinding medicine, and there were herbs being boiled in the medicine pot next to her.

Wen Wan held her sword in her hand, but she didn't draw it. Instead, she sat down and chatted with him, "Eleven years ago, there was a fierce battle at Fuhu Ridge. The Han family of the Great Zhou were ambushed and killed. I heard that you were the one who buried their bodies?"

The woman raised her eyes and looked at Wen Wan intently. The girl's eyes were exactly the same as the young general she had buried that year. "Are you here to look for them?"

"Entrusted by others."

The woman stopped asking questions and called out to the outside: "Wulan, Wulan!"

"Mom, coming!"

"You keep an eye on the fire. I'll be back in a moment."

The girl seemed to be doing needlework in the house.

On the summer grassland, the cool breeze blows, and the air is filled with the fragrance of green grass and wild flowers.

The bright moon is in the sky, as smooth as ice, and the moonlight is like water, falling on the earth, covering the earth with a soft night veil.

When they reached the woods, the woman pointed to two mounds in front of them and said, "These are Han Weizhong and Han Hong, father and son. I was the one who buried them back then. Although they committed murder, they are heroes to the people of the Great Zhou. A hero deserves a heroic death!"

Wen Wan took out a gold ingot: "Thank you!"

The woman refused to accept it. "My family wasn't well off, so we only used a straw mat to bury the body. That straw mat wasn't worth much."

"Take it. Thank you for coming here to offer sacrifices every year for the past eleven years."

The woman took the gold ingots and walked for a while before stopping and asking: "Are you a descendant of the Han family?"

Wen Wan didn't answer.

"You look a lot like General Han Hong."

Wen Wan drew her sword and began to chisel open the grave bit by bit. When the woman walked away, she immediately transformed it into a shovel and used her internal energy to dig. Soon, she dug open the grave. Inside was a skeleton wearing armor, and the straw mat on the body had long since rotted and broken.

Wen Wan: Xiaojiu, are these the remains of Han's father and son?

Xiaojiu: Scanning and testing in progress.

After a while, Xiaojiu replied: "You are indeed related to your current body by blood. One is your grandfather, and the other is your father."

She took out two coffins from the space in her wrist beads, moved the two skeletons into the coffins, and then put the coffins back into the space in her wrist beads. She pushed with her palm, and the pile of earth filled the deep pit.

Wen Wan traveled around Beiyan and stole rare treasures from the Beiyan Imperial Palace. Her usual style was to take everything away without leaving even a single pearl.

Beiyan killed her ancestors, and she stole Beiyan's treasures. This is not too much.

They left the capital of Northern Yan and distributed the stolen gold and silver to the poor people along the way. When they left Northern Yan, they had distributed all the stolen gold and silver, not only some spiritual and energetic objects, but even the cloth.

She left the border town and returned to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, to rebury her father and grandfather before the twelfth anniversary of their death.