Li Luo sighed: "Then it's better to slowly find a reliable buyer."

Du Lie asked: "Why didn't Brother Li just go back to Renzhou to recognize his ancestors? After crossing the strait, he arrived in Renzhou in one day."

Li Luo edited: "I grew up in the Central Plains, and now I have lost all my industry and have nothing to do. How can I return to Renzhou with my face? Even if I go back, my clan members may not recognize me if I am afraid that I will share my family's wealth."

"Even if I recognize me, it is inevitable that I will be embarrassed to be excluded. So, I want to stand firm in Jiang Hua first and accumulate some money before I can go back to meet."

Yan Duo nodded and agreed, "That's the reason." Li Luo said that, he went back empty-handedly. With the weak human feelings of the aristocratic families, he would definitely be extremely sad. It is unknown whether he could be accepted.

Yan Duo pondered for a while and said, "Since you want to live in Jianghua for the time being, I will lend you a yard. It was owned by my brother-in-law of Goryeo."

"Five years ago, my wife's only son was arrested by the Mongolians for military service and died at sea. My wife and brother died one after another due to sadness, so his family was abandoned. Fortunately, there are still a few pieces of furniture. If you don't think it's bad luck, you can stay there."

Li Luo immediately showed gratitude and said in a wrong way: "I will thank you very much, so I will thank you for your father Yan Duo. I will be rewarded in the future." Cui Xiuning also thanked her repeatedly.

Yan Duo nodded, then walked to the corner of the wall, flipped through a jar for a long time, and then took out a handful of copper coins.

Du Lie and Wu Tu looked at each other, trying to say something, but finally didn't say a word.

"There is less than thirty cents left. You are penniless. I will use it to solve the food I have for the past two days. I can't do anything else," Yan Duo said.

"Dad, how can I bear this... my younger generation? I have already benefited a lot..." Li Luo actually wanted to take it, but he felt very guilty after all. This should be Yan Duo's last little money.

Yan Duo forced a handful of copper coins into Li Luo's hand: "Although a real man has no money, it has been difficult for a hero to get a penny since ancient times, so don't refuse."

Yan Duo’s father was in a timely manner, and Li Luo couldn’t help but be moved. He was really short of money now. Cui Xiuning also wanted to cry.

Seeing that Li Luo had collected the copper coins, Yan Duo said to Du Lie again: "Du Lie, take them to that wasteland courtyard while it is early, and help them clean up so that they can stay in time."

Du Lie agreed and asked Li Luo and the others to go to the wasteland left by Yan Duo's wife's brother-in-law.

The two of them thanked Yan Duo again, and then followed Du Lie to leave Yan Duo's house.

When Wutu waited until Li Luo and Cui Xiuning walked out of the courtyard, he immediately asked Yan Duo: "Master, why should you help them like this?"

Yan Duo said: "If you can help in times of trouble, you can make a good relationship. Moreover, this young couple reminded me of my son and daughter-in-law, and I couldn't bear to see him hungry and cold."

Wutu suddenly knelt down and roared, "Master Lang, let's take the tribes to fight again! As the eldest grandson of Emperor Xuanzong, the legitimate lineage of the Great Jin Dynasty, why can't he lead the tribesmen to fight to the death with the Yuan court to the end!"

Yan Duo was full of sadness and bleakness and said slowly: "Wutu, why can't you listen to me? The Great Jin Dynasty has been dead for more than 40 years, and the Central Plains of the country are like a dream. How can it be rekindled? Isn't the plan to restore the country a fool?"

"Your father and grandfather have already fulfilled their loyalty to the Dajin. I don't want you to waste your life for the Dajin that has long been gone, and let the remaining tribesmen consume the illusory king-to-be hegemony."

Wutu gritted his teeth and said, "Master Lang, how can he die if he survive? How many tribesmen in the Central Plains suffer? Does the Master Lang really bear to ignore it without asking or paying attention? Why do we live under the roof of Goryeo like dogs?"

Yan Duo sat down powerlessly, "Wutu, I am over 60 years old and I have not had many days left. I have suffered major changes over the years and have long been discouraged. I, Wanyan Duo, have never been afraid of death, but I am afraid that the last little Jurchen will die because of me, and I can't even leave seeds!"

"We have been uprising many times over the years, and each time the Mongols killed more and more ruthlessly. My wife in the Central Plains was killed because of me, and my wife in Goryeo was also killed because of me. I am old and don't want to see you killed."

Wutu burst into tears, "The Lord..."

Yan Duo continued: "Now the Song Dynasty in the south has fallen, and the Mongol Yuan is even more invincible. There is no chance, so you must not act rashly. As long as the Jurchens survive, no matter how long they have passed, they will eventually make a comeback."

Wutu Lise said, "Master Lang, even if we cannot restore the country, we will still avenge blood revenge. Du Lie and I have contacted the remnants of Sanbiaozhiyi Army and planned to jointly attack and open the Goryeo Palace in the city and kill the Goryeo Queen, the Yuanting princess! Request some justice for the tragic death of Jurchens!"
Chapter completed!