After Xue Cong's fuss, Li Ge felt a little trembling in his heart, but seeing Dugu Mu's appearance, he didn't seem to be affected at all, and still asked someone to bring the horse over and let her get on the horse and follow him out.
Zimin rode a horse, leading a group of guards, and ran toward the southwest along the outside of Kuizhou City, not caring at all about the tail following behind him.
The people who followed him followed him from a distance until they came to a village more than 30 miles away from Kuizhou City.
After Zimin jumped off the horse, the guards also jumped off the horse and followed him into the inconspicuous little village.
The village here is located on the bank of the Yangtze River, facing the rolling Yangtze River, with the towering Wushan Mountain in the background, green mountains and green waters, a beautiful picture of a paradise.
Li Ge looked at the picturesque village in front of him and couldn't help but smile softly.
This place is so nice.
But after walking into the village, she felt that this seemingly beautiful Plum Village was filled with a heavy and depressing atmosphere.
The eyes of all the villagers passing by on the road were dull and lifeless.
Pingjiu had already entered the village in advance to prepare.
When Zimin and his party entered the village, the village chief had already led the villagers to welcome them out.
"Common people, please see His Royal Highness King Mu."
The village chief tremblingly led everyone to kneel down to Zimin.
Zimin immediately raised his hand to stop the nearly eighty-year-old man's movements: "Old village chief, please get up."
The old village chief stood up with his crutches and immediately walked toward the village with Zimin.
Li Ge walked slowly along the way, muttering in her heart, what did King Mu come all the way to this village?
However, she noticed that most of the people following the old village chief were middle-aged people. , there are almost no young people in the village, especially young men.
When everyone followed the old village chief to a tea pavilion on a high ground in the village, a rich selection of wine, food, snacks and tea had already been set up.
Zimin sat down on the upper seat, and the old village chief sat on the lower seat next to him and said to him: "I hope your highness will not dislike the simple food we have here."
Zimin smiled and said: "It's okay, old village chief, to be polite.
I came here today just to hear about the situation in Wushan."
As he spoke, he looked towards the endless mountains of Wushan in the distance, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Since our village settled here more than a hundred years ago, we have been making a living by farming.
After so many years, it has always been peaceful and uneventful.
It was only seven years ago."
Although the old village chief is nearly eighty years old, he is full of energy and his stories are quite charming.
Seven years ago, the tranquility of Plum Village was broken by the arrival of a group of people.
At first, these dozens of people came to Plum Village just to stay overnight, but they didn't expect to stay here for more than half a year.
These people looked like they came from the Jiangnan area.
They were well-dressed, generous, and very generous to the villagers of Plum Village.
Seeing that the villagers' accommodation conditions were poor, these people contributed money and efforts to help repair them.
There are people in the village who hold weddings and weddings, and they are very generous with their money.
Therefore, in the past two years, almost every household has received different favors from these people.
As the saying goes, eating people is short-tongued and taking others softly.
After receiving the favor from these people, every household in Mei Village began to obey their words.
The leader was Fan Zhongchen, and it was he who initially made a strange suggestion to Meicun.
He suggested that all young people in Plum Village between the ages of ten and seventeen follow his people to Jiangnan.
The purpose of going to Jiangnan was to do business.
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