At the southern end of the Narong Hills, Wuyan Town comes out of the town. The terrain is steep and the hills with different rules are endless.

The coachman dared not drive fast, and the road was bumpy until the end of Shenshi and at dusk, the carriage drove into Ronger City, the southernmost tip of the Narong Hills.

Ronger City is the most prosperous place in the hilly area of ​​Narong, except Jiao County and Najun County.

It is much larger than Fenglang Border Town, and the prosperous streets exudes a harmonious atmosphere.

In the noisy and lively streets and alleys, accompanied by waves of hawking in vendors, the carriage gradually slowed down.

"This city is much more lively than our Hechi Ancient Town! The bustling streets and endless crowds of people are something I have never heard of or seen before."

Yue Ye couldn't help but lift a corner of the car curtains. Through the gaps between the car curtains, he looked around excitedly and sighed in his mouth.

"Indeed, this Ronger City is much larger than your Hechi Ancient Town. After all, the population of my country is concentrated in the central hinterland."

Meng Zhize glanced at Yue Ye sitting opposite him. Seeing that he was extremely excited at the moment, Meng Zhize's mouth suddenly smiled.

"Ronger City... It turns out that this bustling city is called Ronger City."

Yue Ye repeatedly muttered the three words "Ronger City". He nodded softly, his eyes still staying on the street outside the window.

"Ronger City is the southernmost end of the Narong Hill in the West Road area of ​​Liguo. It is also the place with the most dense dealings of vendors in a radius of two or three hundred miles nearby."

Meng Zhize's smile became stronger and stronger. He immediately pulled up the curtains beside him, glanced at the familiar streets and alleys, and he happily said to himself: "I have finally come back for so many years after I went out."

Since his father Meng Hun was suddenly in trouble and died in the military camp, the heartbroken Mrs. Meng Fu Bing resolutely left the general's mansion with Meng Zhize, who was still in his infancy, and lived in his mother's house Ronger City.

It was not until Meng Zhize entered Limo Hall at the age of seven, and Meng Zhize spent most of his childhood in Ronger City.

"Is Ronger City in front of me the place where my elder brother grew up when he was a child?"

Yue Ye suddenly lowered the curtain beside him. He turned his head and looked at Meng Zhize, who was still immersed in the prosperous street scene outside the window. His envy for Meng Zhize appeared on his cheeks and asked.

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhize withdrew his gaze from the window, stared at Yueye, then nodded at Yueye, and said seriously: "The south of Ronger City, the third alley on the main street, pass through a medicinal material shop, which is my grandfather Fu's mansion."

"Hey! I've been guarding the northwest border for so many years and failed to pay my respects to my mother. I'm really a bit unfilial and filial."

Meng Zhize pondered for a moment, suddenly sighed deeply, then lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be saying this to Yueye.

A deep sense of guilt and self-blame suddenly arose on Meng Zhize.

"You must not blame yourself. Your aunt is a noble person. You know that your elder brother defends your country and guards the border. You will definitely not blame your elder brother."

Yueye saw Meng Zhize feeling guilty and sad, and he felt unbearable and comforted Meng Zhize.

Meng Zhize just lowered his head and said nothing. Seeing this, Yueye stopped talking.

The two sat silently, and the carriage fell into silence in an instant.

...

After a while, the slow-moving carriage suddenly stopped. The driver pushed open the car door with a smile on his face, and smiled at Meng Zhize and Yueye, "After this, we finally arrived at Fu's Mansion in the south of Ronger City."

Meng Zhize nodded slightly, then got out of the carriage, took out a ingot of silver and stuffed it into the coachman's hand. The coachman took the silver and said with a smile: "I'll find change for the guest officer now."

Meng Zhize shook his head and smiled, "The road is bumpy, and the carriages and horses are losing a lot. The extra silver power is used as a reward. The boss can go home to buy more food and clothing for his wife, children and the elderly."

When the coachman heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked Meng Zhize: "Thank you, the guest officer, good people are blessed."

After the coachman said this, he drove away in a carriage.

The Fu Mansion Guardian's guards saw Meng Zhize and Yueye, and saw them coming to the Fu Mansion gate. The servants hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Meng Zhize was stunned at first, then stopped and looked up at the unfamiliar servant.

Meng Zhize couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He entered Limo Hall to practice the Earth Warrior since he was a child. He was drunk with martial arts for more than 20 years and rarely came back to visit his mother. Not to mention that this servant who was born doesn't know him, I'm afraid even when his grandparents saw him now, they had to consider it before they dared to recognize each other!

"Xiao Meng, what's the matter?" The voice of an old man suddenly sounded in the Fu Mansion courtyard.

Meng Zhize suddenly heard the old man's voice, and his heart was shocked, and tears almost flowed out.

This voice was the housekeeper in my grandfather's house. He had been with my grandfather's name since he was a child. When he was young, Fu Zhuo, who was in his prime, often played with Meng Zhize. Whenever Fu Zhuo went out, he would bring some strange gadgets to Meng Zhize.

At that time, Meng Zhize was entangled behind Fu Zhuo all day long and chased Fu Zhuo. Uncle Fu was shouting intimately in front of Fu, which made Fu Zhuo very unhappy.

Suddenly hearing the familiar voice when he was a child, Meng Zhize was so excited that he was speechless that he finally calmed down his emotions and was about to answer. At this time, he saw the Ding Chaoyuan responding in the courtyard: "Uncle Fu, two strangers came outside the door. I was asking what they were here for."

"Young Master?" At the gate of the Fu Mansion, an old man suddenly saw Meng Zhize, shouted these two words in his mouth, and immediately his speech was in a mess, and a trace of old tears slid down the wrinkles on his face.

"Uncle Fu!" Meng Zhize quickly stepped forward, hugged the old man at the door, sobbed, and said slowly: "You are much older."

The housekeeper standing beside him was stunned. He looked at the two people at the door and whispered to himself: "Is this genius boy in front of him often mentioned by people in the mansion? He was promoted to a powerful purple-level warrior ten years ago? The famous genius general of the Cyan Country? Meng Zhize, the only direct nephew of our Fu Mansion, the old man?"

"Young Master, it's been more than twenty years since I was old, wouldn't Uncle Fu become a fairy?"

The old man Fu Zhuo patted Meng Zhize gently behind him and smiled with tears in his eyes: "Since you went to Limotang in the capital when you were seven years old, you rarely have the chance to go back to your house to live for a while. The master's wife and the eldest lady miss you."

When Fu Zhuo said this, he turned his gaze to the Meng family man, pretended to be angry, and said, "Xiao Meng, why are you still stunned? Come into the mansion and report to the master's wife. I will take the master to meet the eldest lady first."

When Xiao Meng heard this, he nodded quickly and ran towards the yard quickly. From a distance, he could hear Xiao Meng's happy shouts one after another: "The boy is back..."

"Young master, let's go to the mansion to see your mother? But she was so confused. If you know you will come, the eldest lady is so happy!"

Fu Zhuo wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and a smile appeared between his cheeks, gave in to the mansion, and made a gesture of asking for help.

Meng Zhize nodded, called Yueye over, and introduced to Fu Zhuo: "Uncle Fu, this brother is named Yueye. He is my good brother and my life-savior. He escorted me back all the way."

"Uncle Fu, hello, you old man."

Yue Ye took a step forward and greeted Fu Zhuo.

"The young master's savior is the benefactor of our Fu Mansion. Master Yueye quickly invites you to the mansion. Now I will tell you to clean up the room for Master Yueye."

Fu Zhuo smiled and bowed to Yueye with a fist, and also made a gesture to Yueye.

"Brother Yueye, let's go and see my mother with me first?" Meng Zhize said to Yueye.

Yueye nodded and followed Meng Zhize into Fu's mansion.

Fu Zhuo led the way first. When he entered the gate of Fu's mansion, two maids came up to him. They took the luggage from Meng Zhize and Yueye respectively, received Fu Zhuo's arrangement, and bowed to the other side, then went back to clean up Yueye's room.

Bypassing the shadow wall at the gate, Fu Zhuo led Meng Zhize and Yue Ye through the front yard into a long corridor. Along the road, many servants and maids saw the three of them and stopped to salute.

Walking along the corridor into the backyard, Fu Zhuo stopped at the door of a wing room. When the two maids at the door saw it, they immediately saluted the three of them.

"Go in and report to the eldest lady, saying that the young master is back."

Fu Zhuo's tone was obviously a little suffocated due to excitement.

"yes."

The two maids responded and hurried into the house to report.
Chapter completed!