Yang Ruoqing placed the fruits and offerings she had brought, one by one, on the small grave in front of her.

This is a tomb built by Wang Ling for his son.

His son was brutally drained of his brain matter by Li, the wealthy merchant, leaving no trace of his body.

Yang Ruqing stood by the grave, looking at the small mound of earth in front of her, her brows furrowed.

Luofengtang crouched beside the fire, putting straw paper and other things into a brazier to burn.

If there were really another world.

If these burned papers could truly bring wealth to the people of that world.

I hope this poor child is doing well in the next world.

The mountain breeze rustled, carrying the sounds of their conversation to her ears.

She came to her senses and looked in that direction.

Wang Ling was having a quiet conversation under the trees with a stranger.

Judging from his attire, he must be sent by Master Zou to look for Wang Ling.

“….The situation has changed, sir. I was told by the adults to tell you that...”

“…Li Wencai was kidnapped from the water prison and taken north…”

"...it was most likely done by someone from that cult he defected to..."

The speaker has left.

Wang Ling was still standing under the tree, his face extremely grim.

Suddenly, a fist smashed into the tree in front of him.

The whole tree trembled, and the leaves rustled down.

Then, he raised his foot and was about to leave.

A shadow flashed across, blocking Wang Ling's path.

>It is Luofengtang.

"Wang brother, where are you going?"

Luò Fēng Táng asked.

Wang Ling's brows were tightly furrowed, his face was as dark as thunder, and a murderous aura emanated from him.

“Old Li has run away, I'm going to chase him back and kill him!”

Wang Ling said.

Luo Fengtang frowned.

At this time, Yang Ruohuang walked over.

"The north is so vast, you can't just blindly chase after him like that and expect to find anyone." she said.

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Moreover, the other party isn't an individual; it's a sect, a group, with designated personnel handling the situation.

"You went, it's of no use!" she said.

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Wang Ling raised a pair of eyes that were burning red with hatred.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing, his voice trembling: "My son's body is still cold, my wife and daughter are missing, now the murderer is running away, if I don't pursue him, I'll suffer even more!"

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Yang Ruqing let out a light sigh.

“Impulsiveness cannot solve problems.”

“A gentleman seeks revenge for ten years, never too late. Following our predetermined steps, we will surely bloodily avenge our enemies!”

I don't know how brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaizhou talked to Old Yang.

I also don't know how Old Yang managed to do ideological work on the Tan family.

In short, the next afternoon, Yang Huazhou rushed back to the village in a carriage with Bao Suyun.

In the past, Ms. Sun helped Mr. Bao tidy up his house and make the bed.

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That evening's dinner, Bao Suyun and Yang Huazhou also ate at the Third House.

The artisans were also there, Lu Tiejiang and Luo Fengtang had come as well.

Yang Huazhong also invited Old Sun and his brother-in-law to join him for a drink.

It's very lively.

"This serious, what are you looking at?"

A crisp female voice suddenly came from behind.

Luo Fengtang was startled and turned his head to see Yang Ruqing smiling as she walked in from the doorway.

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He nervously shoved what he was pondering into his sleeve.

"Qing'er, you, how did you come here?"

He stood up, his voice a little hoarse, and asked her.

She ignored his question, her gaze drifting to the bottom of his sleeve.

He reached out his hand: “What’s this? Show me.”

"No, no big deal..."

He shook his head and took a step back with his foot.

She stepped forward and crossed her arms.

“I saw it all, and you're lying?” she asked.

"Haha, I understand!"

“It must be some woman who embroidered a handkerchief for you, that’s why you dare not look at me...”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he pulled something from his sleeve and shoved it into her hand.

"The more he said, the more outrageous it became!" he exclaimed.

Yang Ruqing opened the thing in her hand and looked down at it.

She was surprised.

"Isn't this the map that was used to surround and attack the bandits back then?" she asked. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

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"Just look at the map, why are you being so secretive? I'm not stopping you from looking, really."

She smiled and playfully scolded him, tossing the map back into his hands.

Turning, she went to the wardrobe over there.

She opened the closet and pulled out all the clothes, piling them on the empty bed in this room. Then she began sorting through them. Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else! ?

May is coming soon.

May 5th is the Dragon Boat Festival.

A proverb in this region states: After eating the Dragon Boat Festival zongzi, one sends off winter clothing high up.

In other words, once the Dragon Boat Festival is over, summer will officially begin.

All the winter clothes and coats can be put away in the closet now. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

So, taking advantage of her free time today, she tidied up the clothes at home and came over specifically to help this elderly couple clean up.

Luo Fengtang took the map in his hand and followed.

Watching her carefully tidy up her clothes, he stood beside her, wanting to speak but holding back.

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"What's wrong with you? You acting like a little sissy? Just say what you have to say, I'm not going to hit you!"

As she folded clothes, she took a quick glance in his direction.

Luo Fengtang was covered in black lines.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Yang Ruohong and said, "These days, the most I've heard about is the bandits on the other side of the mountain."

"Bandits are becoming increasingly rampant, with their looting reaching further and further into villages."

They showed no sign of relenting, and instead grew more and more cruel.

"I'm worried, if this keeps getting worse, they'll come to our area and cause trouble!" he said.

Just tell me your plans.

Yang Ruqing interrupted him and said.

About the bandits, everyone has been talking about it these days.

Many people in the deep mountains have already been harmed.

Those with connections, took their families and fled to the mountains.

...to go live with relatives, that sort of thing.

With no other options, I can only stay in the mountains and wait to die.

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At the bedside, Luofeng Tang paused.

Then, he spoke up: "I heard that the imperial court is planning to send troops again to suppress the bandits."

“I want to join Ning Su's army and fight bandits with them!”

He spoke while observing her facial expressions.

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“Last time I went with them to fight bandits, as a guide, Qing'er, you weren't very reassured.”

"I'm afraid you'd worry and wouldn't let me go, so I'm secretly looking at the map..."

Yang Ruqing remained silent and continued to tidy up her belongings.

The expression was very calm, seemingly showing no emotion whatsoever.

But inside, it was like a storm raging.

Luo Tiejiang told me privately that these days, Tang Ya zi spends all her free time locked up in her room, drawing and writing.

It seems like this kid has been studying the map.

She didn't speak, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Standing quietly on the side, patiently waiting for her result.

He knew she approved of him joining the army.

But, joining the army is different from going directly to fight bandits.

Joining the army, you still have to undergo training and such things, which takes a period of adaptation.

...and to fight bandits, that was to pick up weapons and charge head-on, engaging in a life-or-death struggle.

He understands Qing'er's worry.

But this time, he didn't want to compromise.