Luo Wei and Wei Lan listened to the introductions of the old men, and only then did they know that there was a not too high mountain outside the east city of Xuanzhou, and the name did not bother the locals, so it was called Qingshan. The Chishui River passing through Xuanzhou is an underground spring that originates from the green mountains. The land in the green mountain valley is nourished by the spring water in the mountains all the year round, which is suitable for farming. This is why Xuanzhou City can support a city in the depths of the desert.
"If you want to work and do business in the city, then live in the city," the old man said enthusiastically for Luo Wei and Wei Lan, "If you want to buy a piece of land and farm for a living, then go to Qingshan. live in the valley."
"Is there a village in the valley?" Rowe asked.
"It can't be called a village," the old man said. "The valley is big, and everyone lives in scattered areas. Some people live in the mountains. It's not easy to see each other on weekdays."
"When you live there, you can endure the loneliness," an old man reminded Luo Wei and Wei Lan, "In the valley, it is quieter than our city, and many people just can't bear this loneliness. Go and go. The valley, the land is good, but it can’t keep people.”
Luo Wei nodded to Wei Lan, he was not afraid of loneliness, but was afraid of being found.
"We came back this time because we wanted to buy a piece of land to farm and live," Wei Lan said after seeing Luo Wei nodding: "We have been running business outside these years and saved some money, but we don't know how to live in the valley. , to buy a house, how much silver taels to buy a piece of land."
Without thinking, the old man said: "There are many empty houses and lots of land that no one lives in, and it doesn't cost any money, as long as you can live there."
"No one wants it?" Rowe said, "What if the master comes back?"
"Then even if he deserved it, who let them go and leave?" the old man said, "If you all leave in the future, then your house may be occupied by future generations."
"We're not ready to go," Rowe said hurriedly, "We just wanted to find a quiet place to live."
"Then go to the valley," said the old men.
"Then," Wei Lan looked up at the sky, it was getting late at this time.
"There is no inn in the city," the old man said. "You guys will stay in the ancestral hall in the city today, and tomorrow morning, little old man, I will take you to the valley to find your place."
"Will it be too much trouble for you?" Wei Lan said hurriedly.
"Let's go together, we'll be idle," the old men said together.
"Then do we need to go to the government to make a famous disc?" Luo Wei asked again.
"How can there be any government in this city?" The old man smiled and said, "Except when we pay taxes every year, we can see their shadows. At other times, we just take care of ourselves here."
"I remember it used to be there," Wei Lan breathed a sigh of relief. According to the rules of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if Zhou Min wanted to settle down in one place, he had to go to the local government to set up a famous plate. The famous spy. For this reason, when Wei Lan left Shangdu, Luo Zhiqiu deliberately put two famous plates with the official seal in the bag containing the ganoderma lucidum powder.
"We have too little oil and water here," the old men said happily together, "There used to be, but now it's gone, no one wants to be our official."
"Then there is no one to control the city defense here?" Luo Wei asked, this was the first time he heard of a city without an official government.
"Yes, we have Xiangyong," the old man said, "you can go to the patriarch or the head of Xiangyong if you have anything.
"Patriarch?" Wei Lan asked, "Then do I have to see him?"
A few old men looked at each other, and finally the old man said, "It's better to meet up. You are also a member of the Wei clan. When you come back, you can join the family tree."
"Your surname, sir?" Luo Wei asked the old man, he wanted to know what surnames were in Xuanzhou.
"Brother," the old man said, "the little old man is also surnamed Wei, and these people are also Wei. In this city, there is only one big surname, Wei, and the other surnames are from outsiders."
"Brother, what's your surname?" an old man asked Luo Wei.
"My name is Fu," Rowe said.
"It turned out to be Brother Fu," the old man nodded.
"Then I'll take you to live in the ancestral hall first, and then I will go to see the patriarch," Wei Lan said to Luo Wei: "You can wait for me at the ancestral hall."
"Yes," said the old man, "I will accompany Nan Geer to the patriarch's place. Fu Ge'er is the one who followed Nan Ge'er, but he doesn't need to go to see the patriarch."
Several old men were idle and idle, and expressed their intention to go together on the spot.
"Then the uncles, get in the car," Luo Wei said hurriedly. It was a good thing for them to be taken care of by local elderly people when they first arrived.
The five old men agreed at once. Luo Wei and Wei Lan were both respectful to them, which made the old men have a good impression of Luo Wei and Wei Lan. As long as young people are polite and sweet, they will always Can please the elderly.
"Then get in the car," Rowe turned back and walked towards the carriage.
Wei Lan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Luo Wei. Luo Wei's leg bones have grown almost completely. Just like the doctors said, when it is cloudy, rainy and snowy, the bones will hurt, and walking is not very convenient. Walk fast. It will make people see that the left leg is a little lame.
At this time, the old men saw that Luo Wei's legs were not good, and they felt sorry for him. What a good brother, his legs were a little lame. But this kind of regret, the old men were considerate and did not let Luo Wei see it, for fear that Luo Wei would be uncomfortable.
There were no more than six people in the carriage, and a few people didn't think much about it. Three elderly people sat in the carriage with Luo Wei, and the other two sat in front of the car with Wei Lan, giving Wei Lan directions by the way. Zaohong Mara walked slowly along the bluestone road in Xuanzhou with seven people. It seemed that whether people or horses, when they arrived here, they unconsciously became more relaxed.
In the carriage, Luo Wei asked the three old men: "The jade in Xuanzhou has always been famous, how come there is no oil and water for the government to scrape?"
The old man said: "No matter how famous jade is, it will be gone after excavation. If it cannot be regenerated, we have long been unable to excavate jade in Xuanzhou."
"Isn't there still a quarry here?" Luo Wei asked. This is Wei Lan's hometown. When he was in Shangdu, he also cared about Xuanzhou. For things like Qingshan, the gentlemen of Shangdu would not care, but Xuanzhou's jade is everyone's concern, Luo Wei remembered that there was a quarry run by the government.
"It's long gone," the old man said, "the officers and soldiers have all withdrawn."
"when did it happen?"
"That's what happened a few years ago," the old man said. "Once this quarry is closed, we won't be able to keep young people here."
Several old men sighed again, and told Luo Wei about the prosperous past when Xuanzhou was producing jade.
Luo Wei listened patiently, but rejoiced in his heart that it would be better if there were no jade, so that he and Wei Lan could find this quiet place to survive.