Dressed as a widow, raising cubs, farming and building infrastructure in Ming Dynasty

Chapter 165 The Return
The melodious sound of the Morin Fhuur played throughout the night, and the Mongolian bonfire carnival lasted all night.

At dawn, Qin Liu finally gave up.Her last glimmer of hope was finally extinguished.

Qin Liu rode away in the morning light.

Quietly I go, just as I came quietly; I wave my sleeves without taking a cloud with me.

On a hillside far away at the end of the sky, there was a man riding a horse standing still.

Qin Liu rode closer and saw clearly that the silver helmet and armor shining under the bright morning sun looked so familiar.

The person coming was none other than Zhu Yue.

This past year has seemed like a dream, or a reincarnation.

At first, she had to take refuge deep in the grassland, and indirectly accepted Bals.

It was Zhu Yue who was here to see her off.

Today, she left the grassland alone in embarrassment, and Zhu Yue was still here waiting for her return.

This man has never asked for anything from her, but has always given and protected her.

Zhu Yue was neither sad nor happy when he saw her, and his face was still thin, but under the armor, he was still handsome and heroic, like a god descending to earth.

The two of them galloped all the way, and after they had thrown the guards behind them some distance away, Zhu Yue asked: "What are your plans next?"

Qin Liu looked at the vanished Mongolian Khan's court in the north and suppressed tears from bursting out of his eyes.

From beginning to end, Bales never caught up.

"I went back to Shabaozi Town first and took Old Man Li and Dalang to Luling County, Jiangxi. I bought a house there."

Zhu Yue's eyes dimmed, and he said after a long time: "The situation in Jiangxi is stable, the people are outstanding, and it is a good place. I will be transferred to Jiangxi as ordered by the Ministry of War."

Qin Liu turned to look at Zhu Yue in surprise.

"Master Zhu, you have a noble status and a bright future. Why bother spending your time in the stable mainland?"

"Your family has high hopes for you."

Zhu Yue sneered: "Our Baoguo Palace is already extremely wealthy. If we go any further, we may be destroying ourselves. It is more practical to stay safe and be useless."

"Why, shopkeeper Liu is also a person who likes wealth and wealth?"

Qin Liu took over the conversation, "That's natural. A commoner woman can do business and make a living as soon as she becomes a prostitute. If she meets someone like Mr. Zhu who forcefully buys a shop, wouldn't it be a headache? Naturally, she wants to find a backer."

Seeing that Qin Liu was in a better mood, Zhu Yue smiled and said, "If you open another store, how about I hold [-]% of the shares?"

"Then it depends on how much capital Mr. Zhu pays. The capital is too small, and it is not worth [-]% of the shares."

"Shopkeeper Liu, don't be too greedy. If the lion opens his mouth, Zhu will not have that much wealth."

Qin Liu smiled, and then felt sad again.

The scene when Zhu Yue bought a store under threat of a stick came to mind again.

It's a pity that the unruly young man who supported her got separated after all.

Perhaps to allow Qin Liu to relax, they walked very slowly on the way back to Daming, more like they were sightseeing.

Zhu Yue would wake up Qin Liu in the middle of the night when the dripping water turned into ice, and take her to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise.

We will also watch the sunset slowly slide down the horizon with her on the golden grassland full of withered grass.

Autumn is a season of desolation and sadness.

Autumn is superimposed with emotional pain, and Qin Liu feels that life is gloomy.

She is depressed.

There are no children around her, no lively and cute animals, and no close lover.

Zhu Yue himself was often depressed and often just looked at her in silence.When the first heavy snow fell, Qin Liu finally returned to Shabaozi Town.

There were several soldiers standing at the door of his yard.

Qin Liu's heart skipped a beat.

Entering the courtyard, there were several fierce Mongolians confronting the Ming army soldiers.

Qin Liu felt even worse. When she walked into the main room, she found that Old Man Li was in the main room with a dejected face. Sitting next to him was Ma Ang, who had been away for a long time, and Bals, who had not said goodbye not long ago.

Qin Liu felt uncomfortable in his heart.Why is Bars, a busy groom and official, a right-wing Jinong who married four brides at once, here?

Old Man Li looked at Qin Liu with complicated eyes and his eyes were red: "Erlang's mother, Dalang is gone!"

Qin Liu felt like he was hit by a bolt from the blue, his eyes widened in disbelief: "What do you mean Dalang is gone? Is he dead?"

Ma Ang quickly stood up and comforted him: "He is not dead. He went to Guannai with Zhao San'er and the others. He should have gone to Bazhou, Zhao San'er's hometown. I have arranged for someone to chase him. Don't worry."

Qin Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

She had lost so much recently that she couldn't bear any blow.

Bars stood up and grabbed Qin Liu's arm, took her to the yard, and said to her without any doubt: "Follow me. Let's go back to Duolun."

Qin Liu laughed so hard that his flowers trembled, and he kept laughing and bent over: "Go back with you? What will happen to your lovely wives?"

Bars narrowed his eyes and flashed a cold light: "They live on the right wing and have nothing to do with us. I just go on inspection for a few months every year."

Seeing his frown and serious expression, Qin Liu stood up straight and looked at Bars carefully.

But after not seeing him for a few months, this man already had a majestic and murderous look to him.

After experiencing the baptism of war and killing, the young man who wanted to start a family with her had turned into a decisive and powerful leader.

He is cold, majestic, and burdened with responsibility and honor. He is no longer an unruly young man who accepts the soles of shoes.

He has grown up, but she is still standing still.

"No, I won't go back with you."

Bals grabbed her hand suddenly with such force that it hurt.

"Why? My wife, no one else but you. I swear to you."

Qin Liu stood on tiptoes and gently touched Bals' hair.

His unruly hair was now covered by a broad-brimmed hat, leaving only a few ends outside.

Bars stared at her, waiting for her answer.

"You once said that if I don't like the red cannon, you won't make it. However, I heard that it was the red cannon that defeated the right wing. It was the great Balsi Jinon who hired craftsmen from the Ming Dynasty to forge it. of."

"Bars, am I right?"

Bals's eyes dimmed a little, but he immediately became more motivated: "Times have changed. Without the red cannon, the Khan's court will definitely lose. The grassland will fall into division and civil strife again. Father Khan will never let me go with you. We won't There will be a stable life.”

"Yeah, things are always changing. Bars, I don't want to be with you anymore. Just leave."

"You come with me."

"I do not go."

Bals pointed at the main room and said with cold eyes: "If you don't leave, I will kill him."

Qin Liu shivered all over.

This is the real Baers, the Baers who scared her to death the first time they met.

Qin Liu straightened his back and said calmly to Bars: "Then please sharpen the knife and chop me down too."

(End of this chapter)