When Nianfu returned to the inn, his eyes were still red.

Ouyang Kang was startled, "Who bullied you? Mo Yun, didn't I ask you to follow Sister Mu? What's going on?"

"It's not his business." Nian Fu sniffed hard, clearing his hoarse voice, "It was me who saw Grandpa Hou being sick and feeling uncomfortable. Thank you for asking the old Doctor Sun to treat Grandpa Hou today."

Ouyang Kang waved his hand, "This is nothing, it's all my grandmother's face."

But Kelan Gu said, "I just saw you bringing a big horse back. Is this also given by the Hou family?"

Nian Fu nodded, Lan Gu said, "How much money does it cost to raise such a big horse? It costs a lot of money to raise it all the way to the capital."

No matter how slow Nianfu was, he could hear her dissatisfaction, and then he wanted to speak. Ouyang Kang said, "How can we make a horse with Xiaobailong for such a long journey? It just so happened that one more horse is to serve Xiaobailong as a companion and a substitute. This is a good thing. How much can a little bit of grass be used?"

Nianfu said nothing and handed over the silver given by Hou Fangyu, "The Hou family has already given Zixiao's money for the forage. If Lan Gu uses it out, remember to ask me to get it."

Lan Gu was embarrassed and said nothing.

Just then, the man brought the meal, so Ouyang Kang smoothed out, "Let's have dinner first, I've been delayed for a day, and I'll have to set off tomorrow."

Nianfu sat down without thinking too much. Kelangu looked at her again and added, "Young Master, eat quickly, let's wait."

Nian Fu felt something strange, and looked at Lan Gu again, not sure if he wanted to stand up. He didn't know what to tell the difference on the road a few days ago. Is it necessary to set rules now?

Ouyang Kang frowned and said, "Why do you pay attention to these things when you are out? Let's sit down and eat together. The food will get cold after a while. Be careful of your stomach aches and it will be even more troublesome if you fall ill."

After hearing this, Lan Gu finally sat down next to Nianfu. But her chopsticks were deliberately stretched into the vegetarian dishes in front of Nianfu, and ordered sweet and sour carp and potato roast pork. If she saw Nianfu stretching out her chopsticks, she would always do some small movements intentionally or unintentionally.

Nianfu is really a little unhappy this time.

She didn't pay the food. The money she received donations from her family was donated. The only two left behind were the 20 taels that the third master Ouyang Yu had appointed to make money. Nianfu brought ten taels, and the other ten taels left for the family to respond. The other was given by the little fat Ouyang Qing, and the total was seventy or eighty taels, but Nianfu had been replaced with a few thin golden leaves. He didn't intend to use it, and planned to bring bows and arrows to him in the capital.

You can't treat it differently just because she didn't pay the money, right? Your loyal victim is unwilling to eat good food, so don't force others to be like you! So Nianfu ignored Lan Gu's explicit and hints, and still stretched out his chopsticks to the fish, and ate several pieces in a row. I don't know if it was tired or the hard work on the road, Nianfu felt very greedy. He ate until he was satisfied and was willing to stop.

Lan Gu couldn't do anything that night. The next morning, the master and servant continued on the road.

What they didn't know was that the next day, half of the people in Xuancheng knew about Nianfu's righteous act of donating money to build bridges. Countless people were moved and rushed to flock. The rich paid and those who had no money contributed. Some people paid a lot of money to hire a very skilled bridge-building master. Within five days, they drew the drawings.

A month later, a brand new five-hole stone bridge appeared at the foot of Wutong Mountain. It was enough to accommodate two cars running together and was extremely strong. On the stone bridge guardrail, ninety-nine cute little monks were carved, and on the first guardrail at the bridgehead, a beautiful girl with phoenix eyes was specially carved to commemorate the filial daughter who donated money to build the bridge.

On the day the bridge was opened, almost all the people in Xuancheng came. They helped the elderly and the young, and rushed to see this grand event.

When the first one was invited to the bridge, Master Fuyuan cried and cried in tears while holding the statue of the girl.

The old monk never expected that his lifelong wish and lifelong dream were finally realized by an inconspicuous country girl.

Pointing to the place where his name was engraved on the bridge, Master Fuyuan cried, "This bridge should not be called Fuyuan Bridge, it should be called Nianfu Bridge. If it weren't for that kind-hearted sister, I don't know when my wish would be fulfilled!"

Master Juehui, who came to support the show, said, "Mi Jie'er has the word "Fu" in her name, and Master's uncle also has the word "Fu" in her Dharma name, which proves that she has a fate with Master. I think it is because Master's sincerity has moved the Buddha for so many years, so I specially used her hand to realize this long-cherished wish for Master. The Fuyuan Bridge already contains the names of you two, so why not just call it like this?"

After saying this, the people agreed, "This bridge is Nianfu Bridge and Fuyuan Bridge. With you two lucky stars in charge, this bridge will definitely last for a hundred years!"

Master Fuyuan burst into tears again, but what he shed was no longer the tears of sadness, but the tears of happiness, joy, joy, satisfaction and satisfaction.

Thinking of his persistence for so many years and waiting for so many years, the people on both sides of the bridge were all red.

That night, a generation of masters passed away with a smile.

When his remains were burned, red light soared into the sky, and rare relics were burned out of his remains.

Such auspiciousness not only shocked the Buddhist sect, but also alarmed the government. The local magistrate quickly reported to the court to build a pagoda for Master Fuyuan in Nantai Temple, worship his relics, and protect the people.

The local people, who didn't know who it was, pulled three feet of brand new red silk and draped it on the statue of the little girl at the bridge and offered incense.

This story spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and soon a touching story spread among the people. It is said that the filial daughter who donated money to build bridges was sent by the Jade Emperor from heaven to the mortal world to fulfill her wishes for Master Fuyuan. After worshiping this blessed girl, she could ensure that her descendants were as filial and kind as her. For a time, with the continuous stream of passers-by, the story spread farther and farther.

When this matter finally spread to the ears of a very famous talented man in the local area, he slapped the table and said with a sigh, "Innocent and weak women, resisting atrocities, even if they have to compensate for money? If the villagers had not helped them with righteousness, I am afraid that such strong women would have been humiliated and died, and there would be no more great event in building bridges and towers today. Now that the emperor is recruiting talented people from all over the world and advocating unfair things, we should report this matter to the court, so that the emperor can check the remaining vacancy, and do not teach such strong women to be humiliated again!"

So, a sleek ten thousand words of letter was quickly sent to the court through several talented classmates and teachers, and placed in front of the emperor's imperial calligraphy desk.

As a result, a vigorous debate started in the court.

Which is more important, legal principles or people's sentiments? How should we punish people for being injured and disabled in protecting chastity and reputation?

There is never any trivial matter in the officialdom.

Different views represent the collision of different political positions. Once political matters are deeply involved, they are far beyond the prediction of the founder of the case, the Mu Jiaer. But one thing is certain that everyone related to this case is famous.

Tangxianzun, who was the chief trialer of this case, became famous, and the local prefect was famous. The benefits that could bring were obvious. In order to protect their official reputation and strive for greater benefits, all the officials in the whole place were united and began to shout for local examples, and the new role models of filial daughters were shaking flags and shouting.

No matter how people outside say it, Mu Jie'er's reputation in her hometown is at its peak and the fragrance is everywhere.

The story of the capital is still fermenting, and Nianfu, who knew nothing about it, was on the way to Beijing at this time, watching happily as the eldest young master of the Ouyang family who was rejected by Hou Fangyu for the first time.

Oh, the beauty of flowers and jade is not enough to impress it in Zixiaojun's eyes.

Ouyang Kang can ride a horse. When he saw Zixiao's divine horse, he couldn't help but praise him and wanted to climb up and try it. Unfortunately, Zixiao Junlang was as heartless as iron, and he refused to agree.

Lan Gu was unhappy again, thinking that this horse was really ungrateful, how could she not give her eldest son face?

But Ouyang Kang praised Ma Tong for his human nature, valued friendship, and was a good horse. He was quite willing to buy some snacks and candy for it along the way, which made Lan Gu secretly angry.

Nianfu was too lazy to interfere, but Ouyang Kang was very excited and said that he would teach her to ride a horse. "It's a pity that he can't ride such a good horse. And you have learned it. If there is anything, you can take care of him, right?"

This is like learning to drive? Now that the cars are all matched, isn’t it empty? Nianfu gritted his teeth and learned!

Seeing Ouyang Kang pulling the reins for her personally below, Lan Gu was dissatisfied again, "How can you let the young master do such a thing? Go Mo Yun!"

But Mo Yun turned around and asked, "If I go to pull a horse for Sister Mu, who will drive this car?"

Lan Gu was speechless.

I could only watch Ouyang Kangle walk behind the car and pull the horse to Nianfu.

After three or five days, Nianfu became more familiar with him and could ride Zixiao for a long journey without anyone being held.

Teacher Ouyang was very satisfied with such teaching results. "If I get to the flat ground, I will take you to run away again. As long as it is not too fast, it will be basically enough."

The student was also very content with her butt pain after being slapped for a few days.

A question from Kelangu interrupted Nianfu's good mood, "My sister, what should I eat for lunch today?"

Headache.

Now they have entered the mountainous area, and cooking every day has become extremely difficult. It’s not that it’s difficult to cook, but the key is that they can’t buy vegetables!

In the countryside, it’s spring, and vegetables, fruits and vegetables are easy to buy, but how can one kill pigs and sheep every day? There is, and there is no refrigerator. It’s so warm that it’s still boring to walk in the carriage for a day. Kelan Gu doesn’t care, and always says that her eldest young master can’t just eat radish and cabbage, let Nianfu think about it.

Nianfu is really a clever woman who is unable to cook without rice. What can I do to dispense with this young master today, especially to block the nagging Lan Gu's mouth?
Chapter completed!