Divorced woman with child travels through time

"I'll go take a look!"

"No, it's too dangerous, sweetie, don't go!" Wang Erniu stroked her back like he was petting a cat.

“What’s the danger? Aren’t they watching over there? It’s not a landmine. Those old folks in Huian haven’t even made one yet. I’d like to see if I can give them some ideas.” Chen Wenfang genuinely wanted to go and see.

"Don't go. I'll have someone deliver this to Huian. Don't worry!" Wang Erniu still disagreed. She couldn't allow any mishaps, not even the slightest one.

"Sigh!" Chen Wenfang was greatly disappointed. "Those old men probably aren't skilled enough. They haven't produced anything after all this time. If all else fails, we should send them all to the supervisory workshop. With Shen Jianwei there, they'll definitely be able to make a cannon!"

"Alright, I'll send someone to Huian right away. Let's go back. You need to see a doctor about your arm!" Wang Erniu's face darkened as he looked at the thunderbolts that were being found one after another in the courtyard. There was already a pile of them, about twenty or so by his estimation.

Ouyang Junyan and the others were also shocked. When did so many graves appear in this courtyard? They had been living here without even realizing it.

Not to mention the guests who came to the banquet; thankfully they listened to the warnings and didn't run away, otherwise they would have been either dead or injured.

Jiang Mingxin suppressed his anger, almost breaking the fan in his hand. This house was taken over from Huang Zhong. When Huang Zhong was transferred to the position of prefect, he never mentioned it. No one expected that so many bombshells were planted in this place. It's all his fault for being too careless.

He was in pain when his hand was gently pried open. When he turned around, Jiang Mingyue looked at him and shook her head gently. "This is not your fault, brother."

Ouyang Junyan also realized what was happening and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Yes, it's not your fault, there's no need to feel guilty."

"Fortunately, we discovered it today, which is a good thing." Ouyang Jin was quite optimistic, but he still needed to be more careful in the future.

"It's definitely a good thing!" Ouyang Junyan nodded in agreement. It was better to discover it sooner rather than later when the whole family was blown up.

Seeing that the front yard had been cleaned up, Wang Erniu pulled Chen Wenfang over to apologize, "Brother Ouyang, I'm so sorry about what happened today. Your engagement banquet was such a mess."

"Not at all. If it weren't for this farce, we wouldn't have known we were living in such a dangerous place," Ouyang Junyan said with relief, adding that he had agreed to the arrangement.

"And I feel really bad that you got hurt." Jiang Mingyue held Chen Wenfang's hand, looking apologetic.

"Then let's not worry about it." Chen Wenfang smiled, thinking that she was just following an old friend and it wasn't a big deal, so there was no need for them to apologize to each other.

"Since my wife has said so, let's not take it to heart. Brother Ouyang, please handle this matter. I'll take my wife to get her injuries checked first." Wang Erniu just wanted to leave.

"Of course, Brother Wang, please take care!"

With Wang Erniu taking the lead, the remaining officials also left one by one.

Ouyang Junyan looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and smiled bitterly for a while. No one could have imagined that these people had hidden themselves so well. Two of the old servants in his Ouyang mansion alone made up a large portion of the twenty or so newly recruited servants.

Ning Tao led his family to say goodbye. The wedding date was set for three months later. He also felt a little guilty. Who would have thought that the He and Huang families had such a long reach? There was even an old woman hidden among the Ning family's servants.

The Ouyang family saw them off one by one. This matter needed to be dealt with; keeping guests would not be a good thing.

Ouyang Junyan looked at Chu Yi, who was explaining things to the Qi Battalion, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Jin'er, you should investigate this matter with Lord Chen."

The implication was that since Chu Yi was leaving, he had to take charge of things.

Ouyang Jin understood immediately and followed Chu Yi to his side.

This incident caused quite a stir in the city. Every old woman and servant who returned to the mansion vividly described what had happened, not to mention the dozen or so servants who had been arrested.

Chen Wenfang's hand was fine, and it snapped back into place. His only regret was that Chu Yi hadn't expected that there were thunderbolts buried under the Ouyang mansion. Moreover, the fireworks were clearly set off at an inappropriate time, meant for outsiders. The spies in the Ouyang mansion were either dead or injured, and it could be said that almost all of them had been captured.

Filled with doubts, they finally set off north the next day.

The same people who went to the Ouyang residence yesterday came to see them off.

Wang Erniu said goodbye to them one by one.

Zhang Jing gazed at Wang Erniu's imposing figure, feeling a mixture of reluctance and hope. "General, this journey north will likely involve a confrontation with the Liao army. If we run out of manpower, do you have any confidence in our ability to win?"

Zhang Jing didn't say anything deeper, but his meaning was clear: there are always many people in this world who don't want their subordinates to live peacefully; they only care about whether they are the ultimate beneficiaries.

Wang Erniu smiled calmly, "Generals die in a hundred battles. If I can go, I am naturally not afraid of facing the Liao army. A true man stands between heaven and earth and should protect his country. If I really go and never return, then so be it. Brother Zhang, you don't need to be sad for me."

These words, coupled with the howling sea breeze in the morning, evoke a sense of grandeur, like the mournful cry of the Yi River.

However, Zhang Jing turned his gaze to the group of boys happily munching on steamed buns around Wang Erniu, and smiled again. With a son like this, full of energy, what is there to worry about!

"In that case! We respectfully bid farewell to the General!" Zhang Jing bowed deeply, and the officials, including Ouyang, followed suit, bowing deeply to their knees.

Respectfully seeing off the General!

Wang Erniu returned the courtesy with a grand salute, then mounted his horse and set off. Just as he was about to wave goodbye, he saw the sound of heavy drums on the city wall, and countless people poured out of the city gate. They paid no heed to the fact that it had rained the night before and the ground was covered in mud, and they kowtowed to the ground, shouting in unison.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to General Wang! Wishing you a triumphant return!"

"May Heaven bless General Wang and protect our Great Song Dynasty!"

Wang Erniu turned around in a daze, tears welling up in his eyes.

Sitting in the car, Chen Wenfang sighed, "Who says good people don't get good rewards? Look, the eyes of the masses are discerning."

The little ones stopped eating, hid the buns behind their backs, and stared wide-eyed at everything around them.

"Xuanzi, there he is!"

Xiao Hao, with his sharp eyes, quickly spotted Ren Mu and Yu Yu on the side, watching them from afar, accompanied by soldiers from the barracks.

Chen Xuanyu stood up from the carriage and waved to them.

Ren Mu and the others waved back from a distance.

Wang Erniu waved to the people and bowed deeply in farewell.

The people wept bitterly, their sobs never ceasing, yet no one rushed forward, for the Jiang brothers had already followed Wang Erniu's instructions and formed a circle outside the city gate.

As the carriage drove away, the people remained kneeling until the figures disappeared completely before gradually dispersing.

A cavalry leader, clearly a foreigner, stood at the city gate waiting to enter. He chuckled to his companion, "It's just the farewell of a mere commander, and these Song people are crying like this. When we return his head in a few months, they'll probably cry even harder!"