"A while ago, Song Yuan, the governor, defeated Wuxi Marsh in the dense forest. Some marsh people fled to Jiannan Road. One of them fled to the south. Your villages were destroyed by them."

Liu Huai sighed a few words and told what he knew.

Although he was a manager of Pan Mansion, his family was not big and there were not so many rules. He usually ate in the main hall. Now that Qiu Yan returned safely, he hurried back and removed the dining table. Several people sat down separately.

Qiu Yan's aunt, Liu Yue's wife, left.

"Wuxi Marsh, Song Yuan, the governor."

Listening to Liu Huai's words, Qiu Yan's eyes gradually changed.

After Da Rui came to power, the three-level system of prefectures, counties and prefectures was implemented in the local area, but in addition to this, there was another system - the army.

This "jun" is not the abbreviation or name of the army in Qiu Yan's previous life, but the name of a city. The area under the jurisdiction of the "jun" is mostly a city, which is similar in size to a county. There are no subordinate villages or villages under the city, but there are garrisons and military garrisons.

In the entire Longjiandao territory, there are seven armies, which are seven garrisoned cities. They are directly under the jurisdiction of the Dao and are mainly distributed in the south and west. They are the barriers to protect the country and fight against the swamp people and foreign people all year round.

The highest commander of the army is the Jiedushi, who is in charge of the military, politics and people's livelihood in the city.

Song Yuan is the Jiedushi of the Wuxin Army in the southwest, and the highest controller of Wuxin City. It is located between Yuanning Prefecture and Rongzhou Prefecture. It fights against the Wuxi Swamp People all year round and rarely loses.

After understanding the general situation, Qiu Yan gradually grasped the context of the matter and asked, "Where did this news come from?"

"The government has informed us. A few days ago, Wu Xin also sent a team of officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress the defeated soldiers of the marsh people. People from several villages have been buried, and the refugees who fled here have also been resettled." Liu Huai kept paying attention to Qiu Yan's expression while speaking. Seeing that he frowned frequently, he said, "Yan'er, your father..."

His nephew has been stubborn and dull since he was a child, and he is stubborn in his actions. Liu Huai is afraid that he will ask the reason and take revenge, so he is a little worried.

Those marsh people are said to be cruel and kill without blinking an eye.

Liu Huai has always had no good feelings for Qiu Yan's father Qiu Zonglin, but he loves Qiu Yan, who was born to his sister.

Last year, the father and son of the Qiu family went to take the imperial examinations one after another. The son wanted to take the exam for a scholar, and the father wanted to take the exam for a juren. However, both of them failed and became the laughing stock of Qingchang County. That’s why the Qiu family moved to Zuoqu Village. Unexpectedly, within a few months, such a thing happened. Several villages were wiped out, even Qiu Zonglin lost his life, and only the nephew survived by chance.

Qiu Yan’s calmness did not reassure Liu Huai. Instead, he was worried that the other party had made up his mind and wanted to act impulsively, so he became more worried: "You stay here first, and then go back to observe the mourning period after a while. After two years, it’s just right to take the imperial examination again."

Liu Huai was actually not optimistic about Qiu Yan’s imperial examination path. In his opinion, Qiu Yan, like his father, was not that kind of material. It would be better for him to settle down. Even being a private school teacher or an accountant would be much better than focusing on the imperial examination. However, he was afraid that his nephew would not be able to let go, so he used this as a thought to tie the other party’s mind.

This world, like ancient China, also has the concept of mourning, but there are not too many restrictions. The only thing is that you cannot be an official, take exams, or get married. It takes 27 months, that is, two years and three months.

Qiu Yan has a good memory since he was young, and he has dabbled in classics and history. He passed the county exam and the prefectural exam at the age of 16. Qiu Yan's father Qiu Zonglin was overjoyed, thinking that the family would have a young juren, but he didn't expect that Qiu Yan would be stuck in the provincial exam before the formal provincial exam. Last year, when he was 19 years old, he took the exam again, but he still failed, and he didn't even have the title of a scholar.

The provincial exam is held twice every three years. In April and May, Qiu Yan finished mourning and was just in time. If everything goes well, he can even participate in the autumn exam of the same year.

However, Qiu Yan's father Qiu Zonglin passed the exam for a scholar at the age of 20, and he took the exam for more than 20 years in a row, but he couldn't make any further progress. In the end, his family was penniless and he relied on his wife to sew and mend to survive. Qiu Yan's mother fell ill and finally passed away five years ago, and Liu Huai stopped communicating with Qiu Zonglin from then on.

Seeing through Liu Huai's thoughts, Qiu Yan shook his head: "Uncle, don't worry, I know what's going on. I can't deal with those people now."

"It's best if you can figure it out. There are still things to do in the Pan Mansion. You should rest first. I will prepare a banquet to calm you down in the evening. I haven't told your aunt about your return yet. I will tell her later. She has been worried about you these days and has been blamed by Mrs. Pan several times."

At this point, Liu Huai thought of another thing: "By the way, the refugees are strictly checked this time. Try to stay out as little as possible these days and don't reveal your identity. Otherwise, there may be some trouble. Let's talk about it after the storm is over."

Qiu Yan nodded in agreement. Even if Liu Huai didn't order these, Qiu Yan had similar plans and was even prepared to let Liu Huai cooperate. Unexpectedly, the other party got ahead of him, which saved a lot of effort.

After saying a few more words, Liu Huai and Liu Yue left first. They were all helping in the Pan Mansion. Qiu Yan came suddenly, and it was the limit for him to come and comfort them.

As Liu Huai and his son left, Qiu Yan fell into deep thought.

"The matter of the monster turned out to be a bandit invasion, and the villagers who were eaten also died in the war. The 'refugees' who escaped were isolated and specially accommodated. In this way, it was really concealed from the world. No one knew the truth of the tragedy in the south. It seems that the power of the 'King of Tongshan' is extraordinary..."

As he thought about it, his stomach suddenly growled.

"Xiaoyan, your uncle came too hastily just now, and didn't let you eat enough. I will talk to him tonight. Go to the kitchen to get some and continue eating." It happened that the aunt next to him heard it and urged him to make up for the meal.

Qiu Yan didn't say anything polite, nodded and went.

"After absorbing that drop of blood essence, my body has become more resilient, but my appetite has also increased. In the past half month, I can eat game in the mountains, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy to eat enough here."

Qiu Yan thought while entering the kitchen.

He got a physical body and inherited the cause and effect, but he was also in danger, especially in this situation. The other party obviously has a lot of power in the human world, so he has to be more careful.

"However, what happened now also shows that although the group of monsters are ferocious, they have to follow the rules when they really go to places with dense populations, and they dare not act recklessly! The more people there are, the safer it is. At least there is no need to worry about the monsters attacking in large numbers."

As he ate bite by bite, Qiu Yan's thoughts became clearer and clearer.

"Coming to Yuanning City and joining Qiu Yan's uncle is considered to be the real inheritance of this identity. It is not a bad thing to observe mourning for more than two years. It is just right to use this time to sort myself out. The imperial examination is still necessary because I have inherited the cause and effect of ambition, but now I am in the examination room, and I am afraid that I will do worse than the original Qiu Yan. However, having said that, since I have inherited several major causes and effects, I have been slowly entangled for more than ten days. I have a vague feeling that once the cause and effect are completed and the entanglement is broken, there will be unexpected benefits."

Time passed quickly, and it was soon night.

The courtyard of the Liu family was not far from the Pan Mansion. After the hour of Xu, Liu Huai and his son returned from the Pan Mansion. The family sat around a table and had a meal.

During the meal, Liu Huai couldn't help but comfort Qiu Yan. Fortunately, Qiu Yan was no longer the same person at this time. He agreed to everything. In the end, Liu Huai took out a small box.

"You know more or less about your aunt's situation in the Pan Mansion. I don't have anything to give you, so I asked you to bring some snacks," he said, put down the box, and took out a few pieces of silver from his arms. "Take this little money. There are your aunt's and mine. Our family is not well-off and can't take out too much. Just make do with it."

"No!" Qiu Yan hurriedly declined.

The aunt Liu Huai mentioned was his sister, and also the younger sister of Qiu Yan's mother. She was very pretty when she was young, and was favored by Mr. Pan and became his concubine. Liu Huai relied on this relationship to get a position as a manager, but in the past ten years, Liu only gave birth to a daughter, and her status in the Pan Mansion has been declining. Now, she often has to rely on Liu Huai for help.

As for Liu Huai, if he were not old and old, he would have lost his position long ago. Even so, he can only manage some trivial matters now. The Pan Mansion is very large, and there are seven or eight managers alone. Liu Huai is just one of them. The family's life is getting worse and worse. Until recently, Liu Yue gradually gained the trust of the second young master in the mansion, and things have improved.

In this case, Qiu Yan is certainly unwilling to accept the other party's gift.

"Don't refuse. Who doesn't spend money on books and meals? Pens, ink, paper and inkstone are all big expenses. How can you read and write without them? If you feel sorry for your uncle and your aunt, don't forget us when you become an official in the future. Take it!"

After a few words, Qiu Yan finally accepted it. Just as Liu Huai said, in this world, it is difficult to move without money, even gods cannot be exempted.

"But in this way, the cause and effect of this kinship will be even greater, and there must be some return in the future."

Listening to the words of the slightly drunk Liu Huai, Qiu Yan felt a little warm in his heart even though he was not the original person.

The meal took nearly an hour. When Qiu Yan returned to the room prepared for him, it was already late at night.

Sitting on the bed, he pondered for a while.

"There will probably be action tonight."

Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan took out a bunch of blue shirts from the pillow, spread them out, put them on the table in the room, and then fell asleep. Not long after, there was a slight snoring sound.

It was quiet at night.

A breeze came into the room from the window, and the air flowed, blowing the green shirt on the table slightly.

Suddenly!

A green light appeared without any sign, drilled out from the ground, and rotated into a cone.

Turn, turn, turn!

The light dissipated, revealing a hunched figure, but it was a person, shaped like a dwarf, hunched back, less than three feet tall.

As soon as this person appeared, he stood on tiptoe and looked at the table.

The white light flickered, the green shirt on the table fluttered slightly, and a figure in Confucian clothes stood up. It was Qiu Yan's deity. He shook his sleeves, floated down, and bowed: "Meet the land god."

"No need to be polite, I am the land god of the south city under the seat of the City God of Yuanning City. I came here in compliance with the order. I wonder what your origin is? What are you doing in Yuanning City?"

ps: I will only take one picture today. During the new book period, the contract has not been sent. Please understand.