The quiet wilderness, small bridges, flowing water, cool breeze, a yard made of branches, and several thatched huts in the yard.

Unfortunately, it is winter now, if it is spring, it will definitely be full of poetry.

Liu Fan looked here from a distance, and he knew that Jia Xu lived here, and the scenery here was very consistent with Jia Xu's personality. Although Jia Xu was the best in Jiuzhou, he was sinister and black, he was low-key, dedicated, and valued his family. Even in the court, he looked uncontested.

After Liu Fan saw this yard a mile away, he got off his horse and tied his horse to a tree and walked towards the yard. This is called "Lixian and noble."

After crossing the small wooden bridge and passing through two fields, Liu Fan wanted to knock on the door when he arrived at the door, but found that the door was made of firewood and could not knock at all.

"May I ask, is Mr. Wenhe here?" Liu Fan had no choice but to shout at the hut inside.

I saw a woman in her thirties walking out of a thatched hut, holding a five or six-year-old child in his hand.

"Young Master is looking for my husband?" The woman came over and opened the wooden door. It turned out that the wooden door was not locked.

The woman is Jia Xu's wife, Xu. The child is Jia Xu's youngest son, Jia Fang. Throughout Jia Xu's life, he had only one wife and two sons. This kind of loyalty is rare in later generations, let alone in this era where there are many wives and concubines.

Not lustful, not greedy for money, not loving power, and only hope to achieve success. This is Jia Xu. Such people rarely have shortcomings, and they cannot catch them. Yan Zhong, a native of Hanyang, said when Jia Xu was young, that Jia Xu had Zhang Liang and Chen Ping's talent.

Among the three heroes of the Han Dynasty, Xiao He knew that being with the king was like a tiger. He knew that he had great achievements and could not be given more, so he chose to "self-deprecating" to destroy his reputation and protect himself; Zhang Liang advanced and retreated in moderation, was well aware of the principle of "not attacking his achievements, not pride his abilities", was indifferent to fame and fortune, and was wise to protect himself; although Han Xin was incomparable to dispatch troops, he was kind to a woman, but he did not have the perfect plan of Zhang Liang, nor did he have the skill of Xiao He, so Liu Bang used the imperial iron law of "hiding all the birds and hiding all the bows, and cooking the dogs" on him.

"I am Liu Fan, a native of Hedong. Now I admire Mr. Wenhe, so I come to visit you." Liu Fan bowed to Xu and nodded.

"My husband took his eldest son to travel, and he is not at home now. The young master came from afar, please go into the house to rest." Xu said to Liu Fan, with a surprised look on his face. Hedong is close to the Central Plains, and it is a long way from here. When did his husband's reputation spread so far?

Xu was once the daughter of a great man. Liu Fan was so polite, and standing at the door and talking was not the host's way of hospitality. If his husband knew about it, he would definitely blame her for being inappropriate.

Xu took Liu Fan to the thatched hut facing the front door. This thatched hut has a small table, a small bed, and many bamboo scrolls on the bookcase. It can be seen that this is Jia Xu's study room and the living room where guests are usually served.

Liu Fan knelt at the table. After a while, Xu cooked a pot of tea and brought it up, and poured a cup for Liu Fan himself.

"I wonder when Mr. Wenhe will be back?" After drinking a cup of hot tea, Liu Fan asked Xu.

"My husband has been out for ten days with his eldest son, and I don't know when he will come back. In the past few years, every time my husband goes out, from three to five to seven days, from half a month to one month," Xu shook his head and said.

"Madam, do you know where Mr. Jia Xu will go?" Liu Fan asked afterwards without giving up.

He had already agreed with Guan Yu and others that he could go back in at most twenty days. If Liu Fan did not appear in Jiangyi for a month, there would definitely be chaos there.

"My husband has many friends in Liangzhou and went to Wuding Place. The last time he went to Zhangye, he came back a month after that." Xu preached patiently and was very caring when he asked Liu Fan's continuous questions.

"I'm not sure about it. I have an official position. If I wait for a long time, I may make a mistake. This time I will not meet Mr. Wenhe. I will come to visit Mr. Wenhe after my official duties have stabilized." Liu Fan stood up and said to Xu.

If Liu Fan asked Xu to tell Jia Xu that he had the idea of ​​asking him as an aide, would Jia Xu come? Even if he came back, he would feel aggrieved in his heart. If Jia Xu could return home, let alone traveling for another two thousand miles, even if it was twenty thousand miles, Liu Fan would go.

"Young Master is far away in Hedong, and the journey is thousands of miles long. What's the matter with me?" After Xu sent Liu Fan out of the door, he asked in confusion.

"Mr. Wenhe has Zhang Liang and Chen Ping's talent!" Liu Fan smiled slightly, and after saying that, Liu Fan bid farewell to Xu.

This time, Guzang from Wuwei did not meet Jia Xu, and his luck was really bad. Liu Fan could only sigh and leave on a horse.

Liu Fan rode his horse for a quarter of an hour and saw a village ahead. Without thinking too much, he was about to penetrate the road at the entrance of the village.

At this time, there were several people standing at the entrance of the village. Except for one middle-aged and one young man, the rest were carrying farm tools and chatting without a word.

"Father, look at this person who is so mighty." The young man said to the middle-aged man, with a lot of envy in his tone. The young man seemed to be about fifteen years old.

One man and one horse, one sword, and the world is everywhere. Perhaps young people of every era have such dreams. Liu Fan rode a black horse with a long sword hanging on his waist, and his temperament was indeed extraordinary.

"It's indeed mighty!" The middle-aged man looked at Liu Fan. Although Liu Fan disappeared from his sight in just a few seconds, he still nodded. After half a lifetime, it was the first time he had met such a temperamental boy.

Middle-aged man is seven and a half feet tall, with a three-inch beard on his chin, an ordinary appearance, and a patched cloth. He is the least noticeable type among the crowd.

After chatting with the few people for a while, middle-aged man said goodbye to everyone and walked in the opposite direction of Liu Fan.

More than an hour later, the middle-aged and the boy came to a small courtyard. The boy couldn't wait to shout: "Finally, we're home, mother, we're back."

This courtyard is the same place as the courtyard where Liu Fan just came to, and the identity of middle-aged and young people is about to emerge, Jia Xu and his eldest son Jia Mu.

It’s really a blessing. More than an hour ago, Liu Fan and Jia Xu missed it at the entrance of the village. If Liu Fan had left the courtyard more than an hour later, or came to the courtyard more than an hour later, he wouldn’t have missed it by such a coincidence. However, there is no if in life.

Liu Fan met countless people along the way, and Liu Fan must have seen the people at the entrance of the village. Who would have thought of it? Jia Xu, who had been looking for through hardships, was among them!
Chapter completed!