Xiang Nan transported sixty bundles of ocean out like a mouse moving house.

  Passing by a big camp, he also heard two voices singing from inside the tent.

   "Wei City is dusty in the morning rain, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. I advise you to drink a glass of wine, and go west to Yangguan without any old friends..."

   Although the tune is not elegant and pleasant, it reveals a sense of generosity and boldness.

  Xiang Nan knew that it was Mr. Zhu and Bai Jiaxuan.

   They risked their lives to come here to persuade Fang Sheng to retreat for the safety of the people. It can be said that they are wise, brave, benevolent and righteous, and worthy of admiration.

   "Unfortunately, if these two people were born hundreds of years ago, they should have accomplished a lot." Xiang Nan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

  With Mr. Zhu's conduct, he is fully worthy of the title of Great Confucianism. And Bai Jiaxuan's righteousness, strategy, and heart are enough to become a hero in troubled times.

  Unfortunately, what they are now facing is a major change unseen in a thousand years. And their ideas and behaviors have not kept up with this era.

  Confucian classics cannot save China, and neither can ancestral rules. No matter how loyal and benevolent they are, no matter how kind and powerful they are, no matter how self-denial and return to courtesy, it will be difficult to stop the trend of history.

  After sighing with emotion, Xiang Nan carried sixty bundles of ocean on his back, performed lightness kung fu and flew home.

  …

  Because the Bai family is worried about the life and death of Bai Jiaxuan and Mr. Zhu, and Lu San took Wu Xiancao and Zhu Baishi to Xi'an City, so now, the entire Bai family is in a state of panic and panic.

  Not to mention that Xiang Nan is only the son of the long-time worker Lu San, even the brothers Bai Xiaowen and Bai Xiaowu can't take care of him right now. So Xiang Nan went back and forth for more than two hundred miles, and was not at home for three hours, and the Bai family didn't notice it at all.

  Xiang Nan hid Dayang well, and then went to sleep peacefully.

   Turning around, Bai Jiaxuan and Mr. Zhu returned home just after noon.

  Fang Sheng's 200,000 troops withdrew, the soldiers in Xi'an City were relieved, and the surrounding people no longer had to flee.

   "Jiaxuan, tell me, why did the Qing soldiers retreat?"

   "Mr. Zhu is not a god, why did he retreat the 200,000 Qing soldiers?"

   "Jiaxuan, do you know what Mr. Zhu did? Does he know how to throw beans into soldiers?"

  The villagers of Bailuyuan surrounded Bai Jiaxuan and asked.

   "I don't know either. I just sat in the tent, drank a pot of tea, ate a few snacks, and then the Qing soldiers withdrew." Bai Jiaxuan laughed.

  Actually, he didn't understand why Fang Sheng withdrew.

  Only Xiang Nan and Mr. Zhu understood.

  People, either seek glory before life, or seek fame after death.

  Fang Sheng, Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu Provinces, is a man seeking fame.

  He commanded 200,000 Qing soldiers to besiege Xi'an City, this is to repay the emperor's kindness; later he led 200,000 Qing soldiers to retreat, in order to protect the people of this side and fulfill his last responsibility as a parent official.

  Now report to the emperor and report to the people, and there will be an explanation after death. Mr. Zhu also saw through this point, so he persuaded Fang Sheng to retreat.

"Nonsense, if you eat a piece of snacks and drink a pot of tea, the Qing soldiers will retreat? If that's true, then we can all do it." Lu Zilin curled his lips and said, "You don't know anything, and you still ask him. Why don't you ask him I, I tell you..."

  Afterwards, he began to speak vernacularly.

  Talking about how he was willing to take risks and went to Xi'an to pick up Wu Xiancao. How much Governor Zhang respected him, how he maneuvered, etc., frightened the villagers who didn't know the truth.

  …

  Xiang Nan naturally knew he was talking nonsense.

  After Lu Zilin entered Xi'an, he didn't even dare to enter the Governor's Mansion. As soon as he saw the big soldier with a gun at the door, he was so frightened that his legs went limp.

  After the Qing soldiers retreated, he saw Wu Xiancao and Zhu Baishi coming out of the governor's mansion, so he boldly greeted them...

   Now he is bragging that he was the one who retreated from the Qing soldiers. He really has eyebrows on his buttocks—what a big face.

  Therefore, Xiang Nan was not interested in listening to his nonsense at all, and went to cut grass and firewood with a basket on his back.

  Because Bai Jiaxuan and Mr. Zhu returned safely, the Bai family was full of joy at night, and specially cooked some delicious dishes for everyone.

  Lu San has also been busy these two days. He made two trips to Xi'an City alone, so he was invited to sit down and have a few glasses of wine.

  When I went to sleep at night, I heard the loud snoring, which was louder than the noise of the cow next door.

  In the middle of the night, Xiang Nan ran into the house, and while pushing Lu San, he shouted, "Da, Da, Da..."

   "What are you doing! Sleep!" After being pushed awake, Lu San glared at Xiang Nan and scolded, full of displeasure.

   "Da, I dreamed of a fairy dreaming." Xiang Nan said quickly.

   "What are you dreaming about, go to bed quickly." Lu San scolded, he has to go to work tomorrow, but he has no time to coax the children.

   "Da, the **** said to give me a pot of silver." Xiang Nan said again, "It's buried under a tree on the plain, why don't you accompany me to dig it."

   "Screw your mother's embarrassment! What 'immortals entrust dreams', I think you are sleepy, get out!" Lu San scolded, it's not a daydream, how can you dig out money.

   Seeing that he didn't believe him, Xiang Nan didn't insist anymore, turned around and left the house.

  …

  After about a stick of incense, Xiang Nan returned to the house, and then pushed Lu San to wake up, "Da, Da, Da, wake up~"

   "Your mother, you~" Lu Sanyi sat up, and was about to slap Xiang Nan, but was stunned.

  I saw Xiang Nan holding a red cloth bag in his hand.

   "What is this..." Lu San asked suspiciously.

  Xiang Nan didn't say a word, he shook the red cloth bag, and the snow-white ocean jingled all over the bed.

   "..." Lu San's eyes widened suddenly.

  He has grown so big, and he has never seen so much money in half his life.

   "Da, the dream entrusted by the gods is real, and there is really money under the tree~" Xiang Nan held a handful of silver dollars, and sent them to Lu San's eyes, "Look, look, the ocean is full of white flowers."

  Looking at so many white silver dollars, Lu San felt that his eyes were a little dazzled. He was panting heavily, as if in a dream.

   "Da, what are you doing?" Xiang Nan dropped the silver dollar, grabbed Lu San and asked, and at the same time lost a burst of true energy to him to help him calm down.

   "Is this really from the gods?" Lu San grabbed the silver dollar and asked Xiang Nandao excitedly.

  His veins burst from excitement.

   "Yes." Xiang Nan nodded, "Da, there are still under the tree, I didn't dig them all out."

  As soon as Lu San heard this, he immediately jumped off the kang and was about to rush outside.

   "Da, you put on your clothes!" Xiang Nan grabbed him and said, if he didn't hold him, he would run out.

  Lu Mimu nodded, changed his clothes in a hurry, then followed Xiang Nan out, all the way to a jujube tree on the plain, stretched out his hand, and dug out a crock.

  The earthen jars contained silver dollars wrapped in red cloth.

   "Hahahahaha~" Lu San held the silver dollar, looked up to the sky excitedly and laughed.