Xiao Jiaojiao suffered from morning sickness and had many babies, and was pampered by Qing Leng'

On February 11th, in Xiejia Village, as Patriarch Xie said, "The kiln is open!" 'The whole village suddenly became quiet, and they all looked at Dayao expectantly.

When the day finally arrived, Jiang Mingyue was looking forward to it but also nervous. She held her children's hands and broke into sweat after just a moment.

Perhaps sensing her nervousness, the two kids looked up at her.

"Mom, success!"

Jiang Mingyue watched her children comforting her squat down and put her arms around them. At this time, the old patriarch and Grandpa He worked together to open the kiln.

The tribesmen came forward one after another, stretched their necks, and looked into the kiln.

"Don't crowd, take care of your children, the temperature of the kiln is high, don't get burned." The old patriarch shouted loudly.

After hearing this, everyone stopped in their tracks obediently.

Jiang Mingyue watched several young clan members carry out a brick under the command of the old clan leader, stood up and walked forward holding the hands of his children.

"Daughter-in-law Xiaoyuan, come here quickly to see if we can succeed."

Patriarch Xie poured some water on the red bricks to make sure they were not hot, then picked up a brick and handed it to Jiang Mingyue.

The red brick is heavy in your hand. There are many pores on the surface and it is not smooth. The advantage is that it is made with a mold and is very regular.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Mingyue slammed the red brick to the ground.

"hiss!"

There was a sound of inhalation behind him.

Against everyone's gaze, Jiang Mingyue bent down to pick up the intact bricks on the ground and smiled.

The old patriarch and the others looked at her expression and instantly became excited.

"It's done? We succeeded, right?"

Jiang Mingyue nodded and said loudly: "Success!"

The tribesmen cheered immediately, and rushed towards the red bricks on the ground one by one. They hugged the bricks as if they were holding some great treasure, and smiled brightly.

Jiang Mingyue looked at the happy clan members and kissed the dumplings and grapes in a good mood. With the skill of making bricks and tiles, she could keep this kiln. She believed that life in Xiejia Village would definitely get better and better in the future.

In late February, in Yuanjiang Mansion, Xie Yuan listened to Heizi's report, pondered for a moment, opened his umbrella and went out.

At Shen Mo's residence, Shen Mo, who was baking glutinous rice cakes, saw him coming and handed him the freshly baked glutinous rice cakes.

"Thank you, Master!"

Xie Yuan smeared a layer of honey on it and ate it.

"Why did you come here when it's raining?"

"There is news from the navy that Zhang Zhongyue is on his deathbed. He is sometimes sober and sometimes confused."

Xie Yuan finished the last bite of glutinous rice cake and looked at the silent Shen Mo.

"Master, you have to meet Zhang Zhongyue."

Shen Mo sighed.

"Let's meet!"

After all, there were not many veterans who served as officials in the same dynasty as him.

"I'll accompany you!"

Shen Mo said 'hmm' and stood up.

At Yuanjiang Pier, Xie Yuan quickly rented a boat. The man behind the boat was Mao Zijun. The boat was very fast and was far away from the dock in the blink of an eye.

Xie Yuan saw that his master had been somewhat silent since he boarded the ship, so he took out a water bag and handed it to him and said: "Drink some wine to warm yourself up. If you are sick, Aunt Wan may not let me come to the house next time."

Shen Mo did not refuse the disciple's kindness and opened the wine bag and took a sip.

"Zhang Zhongyue is a rare general who is good at using troops. In the past, the Qiang people led an army of 300,000 to invade the border of our country. It was he who led the army. He traveled deep into the country alone at starry night and traveled more than 500 miles. He reached the enemy's rear and took advantage of it. He was unprepared and cooperated with the army to defeat the Qiang people in one fell swoop. The Qiang people are still recuperating and do not dare to start a war easily again.

Although Li Zhi surrendered at that time, the soldiers under his command were very banditry. The emperor was worried that other generals would not be able to suppress him, so he sent Zhang Zhongyue over.

As expected, he did not disappoint the court, but he did not expect that he would end up losing his old age and commit such wrong things. "

Hearing this, Xie Yuan looked at his master and complimented him.

"Not everyone is as clear-headed as Master. They give up fame, fortune, and power at the drop of a hat."

Shen Mo took another sip of wine, looked at his favorite disciple, and said meaningfully: "In this situation, there are only a few people who can break free."

Xie Yuan smiled slightly.

"Yes! Most of the people in the world are burdened by fame and wealth. I would like to be like my master, retire when I am at my peak, and take Mingyue around to see it."

Shen Mo withdrew his gaze after hearing this.

"Among these disciples of mine, you are the smartest and most sober. From now on, you brothers will help you when it is time to help."

"Yes!"

As the master and apprentice talked, they felt that time passed quickly, and they had arrived at Liuheng Island in the blink of an eye.

It was difficult for Xie Yuan to see Zhang Zhongyue before, but this time it was smooth.

At Zhang Zhongyue's residence, although the servants were busy, they spoke in hushed tones. The coffins, spiritual flags, paper money, and Taoist priests had all been prepared in advance.

Due to his frequent medication, Zhang Zhongyue's house was permeated with the bitter smell of medicine. Now the medicine stove has been removed and replaced with sandalwood that nourishes the mind and calms the mind.

The middle-aged man who was guarding the hospital bed glanced at Xie Yuan with fear and resentment. He stood up and suppressed all his emotions and said, "Dad, Prefect Xie and his master have come to see you."

Zhang Zhongyue could not speak much anymore, his eyes were half-opened, and his sight was too distracted to fall on Xie Yuan and the other two.

Shen Mo looked at Zhang Zhongyue who looked like a mummy, walked to the bed, sat down, and called out.

"Old Zhang!"

Zhang Ya looked at the old man in surprise. Did he know his father?

"Old Zhang!"

The strange thing is that my father, who was on his deathbed, suddenly felt better and woke up under the old man's call.

Zhang Zhongyue opened his eyes and stared at Shen Mo for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"I thought... I was dreaming. Thank you... thank you for coming... to send me on my last journey."

Xie Yuan saw Zhang Zhongyue looking at him and said: "Our grudge is over. As long as the Zhang family doesn't cause trouble for me, I will not suppress the Zhang family."

The last words Zhang Zhongyue said were: "Thank you!"

Shen Mo looked at the hand that slowly slipped down, stood up and walked out, Xie Yuan hurriedly followed. Although Shen Mo hid it well, Xie Yuan could tell that he was not in a good mood, so he did not take him back immediately.

"Master, this must be your first time here! How about I take you for a walk?"

Shen Mo slowly exhaled: "Okay!"

It was Mao Zijun who was still driving the boat. After Xie Yuan led Shen Mo around the water army station, he took him to the border between Dachu and Shuiman Kingdom. Pointing to the largest island in the distance, he said: "That's Most of the Water Barbarians live there, and only a few Water Barbarians live on other small islands."

When Shen Mo heard this, he looked at the island pointed by his disciple. It was better to say it was land than an island, because it was so big that he couldn't see the edge at a glance.

"I heard you say before that our Da Chu wants to trade with Shuiman Kingdom?"

"Well, we have reached a preliminary consensus."

Xie Yuan said and pointed to an island very close to them in front.