Jishui was one of the four rivers in the world during the Sui Dynasty.

The Yellow River, Yangtze River, Huai River, Ji River, Ji River are second only to the Huangjiang River and Huai River. It can be seen that this river is famous at this time. With a big river, natural shipping will be convenient.

This river is in front of Wang Bo's house, which brings him great convenience to enter and exit. Especially when sailing from the water, it can avoid many gazes, bring more concealment, and the speed is fast.

Behind Wang Bo's family is Changbai Mountain, which is a large mountain connecting several counties in Qi County. It is known as the Little Mount Tai. It can be seen that Changbai Mountain is so big.

Relying on such a big mountain is the easiest thing to hide from people.

Luo Feng and his team came this time by land and horses, but in fact it was a relatively slow route. From Licheng, you can take a boat down the Ji River to Zouping.

The closer he got to Qingyang Village, Luo Feng slowly discovered that there were many double-focused gazes on the way.

Those people may be selling tea on the roadside stalls, fishing ferry on the riverside, or working in the fields, and herding cattle at the foot of the mountain, but they feel that these people are too concerned about them, such passers-by.

"Second brother, do you feel it?"

Qin Qiong nodded, "It's a bit unusual."

His expression became a little heavy. He stayed in Qi County for twenty years and then joined the Wei Mansion for two years. His intuition was also keen. He had long discovered that after entering the Qingyang Village, he had become very different.

But he still didn't want to believe that Wang Bo was Zhishilang.

"drive!"

Qin Qiong rushed forward. He couldn't wait to see Wang Bo, and asked him personally what was going on.

When I approached the farm, I could hear the sound of drums and music vaguely.

Luo Feng stopped and asked a sheep-herding boy on the roadside.

"What's the matter with the Zhuangzi blowing and beating ahead?"

"The old owner has passed away and is doing funerals."

After hearing this, Qin Qiong urged the horse to speed up even more.

When everyone arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw the village erecting a shed. There were many drummers sitting in front of the door, playing and beating.

And in front of the village, many people lined up there.

It turns out that they are taking a guise to do funerals, and many people come to mourn.

"Hey, this Wang Bo is so popular. So many people come to pay their respects."

Qin Qiong said, "Brother Wang has always been generous and generous, generous, and easy to make friends. Whenever his friends have something to do, he is willing to help him. Once, a neighbor in their village fell into poverty and was buried after his father passed away. After his father died, Wang knew that, although he had no money at the time, he immediately gave his own ox to the neighbor and sold it to bury his father."

"If anyone has something urgent, I'll ask Brother Wang to save me. Regardless of whether I'm familiar with each other, Brother Wang will always be enthusiastic about helping to raise money. It is precisely because of this that Brother Wang has always had a good reputation and a wide connection. Now that his father has passed away, it's not surprising that there are so many people coming to pay their respects."

Luo Feng went over and asked, and it turned out that the old owner was Wang Bo's uncle. He passed away last night, and it was after they set off.

This is a coincidence.

Qin Qiong came to the village gate and found a silver jewel. This was the funding Zhang Xutuo gave Luo Feng and the others to handle the case. He gave a total of two silver jewels, one of which was five taels.

"Qin Qiong, Licheng, Qi County, mourns the old owner, and walk the way."

Such a large piece of silver was placed on the table, and the few people in charge of accounting were shocked.

Such a large silver tin, at least five taels, is more than 20,000 yuan in total. If it were replaced with the current white money, it would have to be more than 30,000 yuan.

This is really a big deal.

"It turned out to be Brother Qin from Licheng. I thanked my uncle first. My uncle had already told me that the old man had left for 70 years and was going to enjoy his happiness. Everyone can come and send him a trip. The Wang family is very grateful. The gifts from neighbors and friends cannot be collected. I just remember my name here and I will thank you one by one in the future."

Luo Feng had just taken out two hang of money over there, but after hearing what the man said, it was hard to hand over the money.

Judging from the size of the Wang family manor, they are indeed not people who are short of money, and so many people come to pay their respects, they have indeed not collected a single gift.

It was just talking here, and someone came from the door over there and immediately rushed over to see Qin Qiong.

"Second brother, why are you here?"

When Qin Qiong saw it, he was also acquaintance. This man was also Wang Bo's nephew. Wang Bo was with him when he was serving as a law minister in Qi County. He was about the same age as Qin Qiong, but he was very familiar with him.

"I took leave a few days ago to return home to visit my mother. I happened to have some leave, so I thought about coming to Zouping to visit Brother Wang, but unexpectedly, I happened to meet the old man who passed away."

"The old man left peacefully, without any illness or pain, and he left as soon as he said that this is the birthday of his life, and he has gone to heaven to enjoy happiness. We are a joyful delight, everyone should be happy. Second brother, don't be sad. The old man was used to hard life when he was young, but after middle age, he got better and better. When he was old, he really enjoyed more than ten years of blessings. He will never lose money in this life."

Wang Bo's father died early. When he was young, the orphans and widows were often helped by their uncles in the clan. Later, Wang Bo made a fortune and did not forget his kindness and took care of his uncle like his father.

"If my uncle knows that you are here, I will be happy. Let's go, I'll take you in."

Wang Bo's nephew took Qin Qiong and others into the village and came to the mourning hall inside.

Qin Qiong, Luo Feng and others went forward to worship the incense first.

"Shubao, you are here."

Wang Bo came over with mourning clothes.

"Brother Wang, I didn't expect the old man to leave."

"It's nothing. I left in my seventies, and I didn't suffer any pain and enjoy my happiness."

Luo Feng looked at Wang Bo secretly.

The owner of the Wang Manor is in his forties and is tall and burly, but his skin is rough and his hands are thick, and he looks like an old farmer. Moreover, his face is very kind, and it is hard to imagine that such a person actually went from a blacksmith to a Dharma Master. He would never have expected that he would be the first to raise the banner of anti-Sui Dynasty in history.

"Brother Wang, this is my aunt's cousin Luo Wu, from Zhangqiu."

Wang Bo turned around and nodded to Luo Feng, "Is the guy from Zhangqiu? What kind of business do?"

"Brother Wang, my family is also at the foot of Changbai Mountain. Our Luo family has been farming for generations. In addition, we have some ancestral ironwork skills. We can farm when we are busy and make iron when we are free, so we can barely maintain our lives."

Wang Bo nodded, "The world is getting more and more difficult. When the emperor opened the emperor, the people could finally have enough food, but now it is getting more and more difficult. The labor force is heavy and the people cannot live in peace."

As he spoke, Wang Bo invited the person to the side hall.

The guest and host sat down and served tea again.
Chapter completed!