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Chapter 698 Luo Fengtang's Plan (Part [-])

Yang Ruoqing put all the melon and fruit offerings she brought on the small tomb in front of her.

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

After his son's brains were brutally sucked by rich man Li, there was no bones left.

Standing by the grave, Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly as she looked at the small bump in front of her.

Luo Fengtang squatted at the side, putting toilet paper or something in a brazier to carry.

If there really is another world.

If these burned straw papers can really bring wealth to people in that world.

I hope this poor child will live well in another world!

A gust of mountain wind blew the conversation over there into her ears.

She came back to her senses and looked over there.

Wang Ling was talking softly with an unfamiliar man under the tree over there.

Judging by the man's attire, he should be sent by Mr. Zou to look for Wang Ling.

"...My lord let me tell you that the situation has changed..."

"...Li Wencai was robbed from the water prison and went to the north..."

"...It is likely that the person from the cult he took refuge in did it..."

The messenger left.

Wang Ling was still standing under the tree by himself, with a very ugly expression on his face.

Suddenly, he punched the tree in front of him with a fist.

The whole big tree shook, and the leaves rustled down.

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

A sound and shadow passed by, blocking the way of Wang Ling.

It was Luo Fengtang.

"Brother Wang, where are you going?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

Wang Ling frowned, his face was terribly gloomy, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

"Old dog Li has escaped, I'm going to chase him back and kill him!"

Wangling Road.

Luo Fengtang frowned.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing came over.

"The north is so big, if you chase after it so recklessly, you won't be able to find anyone else," she said.

"What's more, the other party is not a person, but a sect, an organization, and there are special personnel to respond."

"It won't help if you go!" she said.

Wang Ling raised his eyes, which were reddened by the fire of hatred.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing, and said in a trembling voice: "My son's body is not yet cold, and the whereabouts of his wife and daughter are unknown. Now, the murderer has escaped. If I don't go after him, I will feel even more uncomfortable!"

Yang Ruoqing sighed lightly.

"Impulse will not solve the problem."

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. If we follow our established steps, we will definitely be able to kill our enemies with blood!"

……

I don't know what brother Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou told old Yang Touna.

I don't know how Lao Yangtou did the work of understanding Tan's thoughts.

Anyway, the next afternoon, Yang Huazhou drove the carriage and took Bao Suyun back to the village.

Mrs. Sun used to help Bao Suyun tidy up the house, make the bed and so on.

Bao Suyun and Yang Huazhou also ate at Sanfang's for dinner that day.

The craftsmen were also there, and Luo Tiejiang and Luo Fengtang also came over.

Yang Huazhong also went over and invited the old grandson and uncle to have a drink together.

Very lively.

……

"So serious, what are you looking at?"

A crisp female voice suddenly came from behind.

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing coming in from the door with a smile.

He panicked and put the things he was pondering in front of him into the bottom of his sleeves.

"Qing'er, you, why are you here?"

He stood up and asked her in a slightly dumb voice.

She ignored his question and looked at the bottom of his sleeve.

Stretch out your hand to him: "What? Let me take a look."

"No, nothing..."

He shook his head, and took a step back.

She stepped forward and crossed her waist.

"I've seen it all, and I'm still lying?" she asked.

"Haha, I see!"

"It must be some woman who embroidered the veil for you, that's why you dare not show me..."

Before the voice fell, something was pulled out from the bottom of his sleeve and stuffed into her hand.

"The more you say it, the more absurd it is!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing opened the thing in her hand and looked down.

She was surprised.

"Isn't this the map used to encircle bandits?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "Well, it's that one."

"Just look at the map, why are you evasive? It's not that I won't let you see it, really!"

She smiled at him and put the map back into his hand.

Turn around and go to the clothes cabinet over there.

He opened the cabinet, carried all the clothes inside to the empty bed here, and tidied it there.

It's almost May.

Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of May.

A proverb in this area says: After eating rice dumplings at the Dragon Boat Festival, cold clothes will be sent high.

The general idea is that when the Dragon Boat Festival is over, it will officially enter the summer.

Winter clothes and coats can be stored in the cabinet.

So, taking advantage of today's free time, after she tidied up her own clothes, she specially came over to help the two of them tidy up.

Luo Fengtang followed with the map in his hand.

Seeing her concentrating on arranging her clothes, he stood aside, hesitating to speak.

"Why are you like a little bitch? Just say what you want, and I won't hit you!"

As she folded the clothes, she took a moment to squint at him.

Luo Fengtang's head was full of black lines.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Yang Ruoqing and said, "During these days, what I heard the most was about the bandits on the other side of the mountain."

"The bandits are getting more and more arrogant, and they are looting the scope of the village, spreading step by step."

"They have no intention of restraining themselves at all, and they are becoming more and more cruel."

"I'm worried that if things get worse like this, they will come to our area to make trouble!" he said.

"Just tell me your plan."

Yang Ruoqing interrupted him and said.

Everyone is talking about bandits these days.

Many people in the deep mountains have already suffered.

Those who have connections, drag their families and lead their mouths to rush out of the mountain.

Take refuge in relatives or something.

Those who have no way out can only stay in the mountains and wait to die.

Beside the bed, Luo Fengtang paused.

Then, he said: "I heard the news that the imperial court will send troops to encircle and suppress the bandits again."

"I want to go to Ningsu to join the army, and I want to fight bandits with them!"

As he spoke, he observed the changes in her expression.

"Last time, I went with them to hunt bandits and act as a guide. Qing'er, you are very worried."

"I was afraid that you were worried about me and wouldn't let me go, so I sneaked a look at the map..."

Yang Ruoqing didn't say a word, and continued to arrange the clothes of her men.

The expression was very calm, and there seemed to be no fluctuations.

But in his heart, it was as if the river was overwhelmed.

Blacksmith Luo told her in private that whenever Tang Yazi was free these few days, he would shut himself in the room to write and draw.

It seems that this kid has been studying the map.

She didn't speak, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Standing aside, quietly waiting for her results.

He knew she was in favor of him joining the army.

However, joining the army is a bit different from directly hunting bandits.

Joining the army requires training and a process of adaptation.

And to fight bandits, that is to pick up the guy and go into battle head-on, and it is a life-and-death struggle.

He understood Qing'er's worry.

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

(End of this chapter)