It was related to the spirit-controlling artifact, and Wei Changli had written a letter to warn him, so Jiang Yan did not dare to be careless and started packing his things after returning to Tianshe Mansion.
What the painter relies on is nothing more than paintings. All the paintings taken away by Yan Youqin at the Ehu Party have been sent back, which gives him a little more confidence.
"Brother Jiang Yan, are you going out again?" Yaya asked, leaning her head against the window.
After Jiang Yan cleaned up, he hugged Yaya.
"Well, I'll be back in a few days."
"Can you not go?" Yaya's little hand grabbed his sleeve.
Since the old butcher left, Yaya has become more and more dependent on Jiang Yan.
"I'll be back soon. How about I take you to eat something delicious?"
"Well, you have to pay attention to safety," Yaya pouted and said.
Leaving Yaya in Su Kou's care, Jiang Yan headed towards Jiugong Mountain.
Jiugong Mountain is several hundred miles away from Daxuan City. It's not that far away. It can be reached in a day at most at the speed of the old donkey.
What makes Jiang Yan wonder is why Li Youlang hasn't come yet. Is Yuefu going to miss this double blessing?
After leaving the city and riding on the back of a donkey, a paper crane flew up from his hand. He could communicate with people in Wenfu through fish books, but if he wanted to find Li Youlang, he could only send messages through the paper crane.
As Jiang Lun's Yin power increases day by day, the paper man or paper crane has changed from being able to play with treasures to now having the ability to fight. Its lightweight shape allows it to fly faster than a donkey.
Jiang Gu, who was lying half-lying on the back of the donkey, noticed a hint of energy locking him in. Looking around, he saw someone riding a horse and chasing him.
The pace of ordinary horses cannot be compared with Hua Ling's old donkey, but these people are skilled in horse riding and are always around him.
These horse drivers were dressed in ragged clothes, had messy hair, and had high noses. They did not look like people from the Daxuan Kingdom, but more like refugees from the fortress.
"What's the point of following me all the way?"
"Our commander wants to see you"
The refugees on the fortress have a close relationship with the Tianshe Mansion. Jiang Fengwu and Jiang Boluan have always been in debt to these people.
"Who is your commander?"
"Stone Prison"
Jiang Yan inquired and found out that the group of refugees who were ransomed by him for a large amount of money were none other than Shi Laozhi's subordinates.
"Where?" Jiang Yan asked.
"It's not far ahead, just turn around," one person said.
"Lead the way"
Once all my paintings are there, I will have the strength to fight no matter what happens. What's more, with a spirit-controlling artifact like the Emperor's Bell, I will have the confidence to escape unscathed no matter where I go.
After bypassing a forest, outside the reed marsh near a tributary of the Xiang River, there are many dilapidated thatched cottages built here and there.
At the entrance of the reed marsh, stood a middle-aged man with his upper body naked. This man's aura was as fierce as a tiger's and his strength could be described as unfathomable.
After the two of them looked at each other in the distance, Shi Laozhi stepped forward and suddenly knelt down on the ground.
"Shi Laozhi, the vanguard of the Heavenly Amnesty Army, has met the Northern King!"
The people around Shi Laozhi were a little caught off guard. Before meeting Jiang Gan, they had already agreed to test and confirm whether he was a descendant of the Tianshe Mansion. They did not expect Shi Laozhi to be so straightforward.
"Commander, what if he is a fake?" someone whispered.
"Absolutely impossible"
Shi Laozhi waved his big hand, then took out two portraits from his arms and compared them with the people on both sides.
"This is the old prince, this is the prince, take a look..."
Everyone compared it and took a look. Sure enough, there was no need to conduct any other tests. This appearance would definitely not deceive others.
"Commander Shi, can you let me see this painting?" Jiang Yan also saw his grandfather and father for the first time.
"Why not"
Shi Laozhi handed the painting over, and Jiang Chan opened it and smiled. There was really no need to conduct other tests.
Several generations of the Jiang family seem to share the same skin, the same ancestral squinty eyes, and 80% similar facial features. The only difference is that Jiang Boluan has two more beards, and Jiang Fengwu's squinty eyes are worse than him.
"Little prince, we have been waiting for you for twenty years, and you are finally here." Shi Laozhi was a little excited.
"With the young prince as our backbone, we can kill the fucking dog emperor and avenge our dead brothers."
The person on the side spoke, which frightened Jiang Yan.
Kill the emperor? In the Longxing Palace, although only the emperor showed up, there were at least three strong Qianyuan Mirror guards around the hall. These people could not even enter the palace door.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Let me tell you that the young prince is back."
Shi Lao's excitement was palpable, and he took Jiang Yan's wrist and led the way into the reed marsh.
After the death of Jiang Fengwu, the last generation of the Northern King, everyone thought that the Jiang family line had been cut off. Now that they heard that Jiang Yan still existed in the reed marsh, it became lively for a while.
Almost everyone came out of the thatched cottage and lined up on both sides.
Jiang Yan seemed to be inspecting his territory, but he was a little worried. All of these people were sallow and thin, and many of the old people leaning against the door had either broken arms or legs, but they were still trying to straighten their backs.
"The young prince is here? Where is he?"
A blind old man stumbled onto the road, touching the door frame, with a child beside him to guide him.
"My father-in-law, this junior Jiang Yan"
"Jiang Lun? But he is the grandson of my king, Jiang Boluan, and the son of Jiang Fengwu?" The man's voice was so excited that his voice was trembling.
"Exactly"
"A certain family, Shibao from the Jiazi camp of the Heaven's Pardon Army..." The old man tremblingly pushed away the child who was leading the way, and then directly knelt down on the ground and said, "Meet the young prince."
"Meet the young prince"
For a moment, everyone bowed down, which made Jiang Yan panic.
"Old man, please get up quickly, don't be fooled." Jiang Yan hurriedly helped Shi Bao up.
The old man held Jiang Yan's hand tightly, fearing that Jiang Yan would disappear, and suddenly burst into tears and cried bitterly.
"Little prince, little prince, we have been waiting for you for twenty years..."
"Shi Bao, the trapped warriors of the Jiazi camp, and the rest of them, although they were lucky enough to survive the last battle with the old prince, they were all injured or disabled."
Looking around, all the elderly people were disabled, and these old, weak, sick and disabled people looked at him with excitement in their eyes.
Jiang Yan felt his heart sink, and inexplicably felt that the fate of these people was connected with his.
Since the first generation of the Jiang family, he has been friends with the people on the fortress, and they have shared weal and woe for nearly a thousand years. As long as he carries the blood of the Jiang family, he cannot escape from this mission.
"Are these all the people in Saishan?" Jiang Yan asked.
With this loyalty alone, no matter how difficult it was, Jiang Yan decided to find a way out for these people, and at least live a decent life, no matter how difficult it was.
"No, when the Dog Emperor moved from the fortress to 80,000 households near Daxuan City, we people didn't know anything about farming and only knew how to hunt. Now, in just twenty years, there are only 30,000 households left.
The remaining people were also divided into several groups. I always believed that the prince was not dead and had been waiting. The remaining people were taken away by Shi Jilong, Yao Chang, and Fu Yonggu respectively. They either occupied the mountain to become the king or fell into the grass to become the bandits.
Robbery to make a living”
"Although the old prince is gone, the young prince is still there, and there is still hope for everything."
"Young prince, you must open the Tianshe Mansion again and return to the fortress," Shi Bao said.