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Chapter 35 Who is so chivalrous?

Yuan Man looked at his back for a while, then turned and walked towards the mansion where he had signed in.

She was surprised when she saw the mansion.

I thought this place would be as dilapidated as other places, but unexpectedly, the gate was intact and the iron guard on it was also intact.

Now she understood what Feng Ziyu meant. They all thought that this was the residence of some high-ranking official, so the bandits did not loot it.

But when did bandits become afraid of local officials?

If they were afraid, why did they rob Dongyuan City twice? The mansion was not touched during the second robbery. The original owner of the mansion must have some relationship with the bandits.

"System Master, do you know the name of the original owner of this mansion?"

[I don't know, the system rewards are random, unless there is an abnormality, the origin cannot be discovered. ]

Yuan Man sighed secretly, took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

The yard is overgrown with weeds, but the houses and yard are well preserved.

Yuanman took a look and found it was really huge. There were three gardens and twelve courtyards.

The main courtyard occupies the largest area, followed by Jingning Courtyard and Fengya Courtyard.

There is a bamboo forest behind the mansion, with many new bamboos growing there, the shortest of which is two meters tall.

It's also in this house, otherwise it would have been dug up and eaten long ago.

After Yuan Man looked at it, he asked the secret guards to clean up a yard for them to stay in temporarily. He went to the front yard, took out the grain and seeds, and placed them in the front hall.

As for the weeds in the yard, she just left them alone since she wouldn't be living there for long anyway.

However, it is a pity that such a big house is left empty.

We have to arrange someone to watch over it.

Shortly after the You hour arrived, people from the alley came.

Yuan Man asked Feng Ziyu to report the household population, and he would distribute grain on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty and grain seeds on the second day of the Yuan Dynasty.

Each household is provided with five kilograms of grain and five kilograms of seeds.

After sending the messages, Yuanman discovered that there were really few people.

There are only about a hundred people and sixty or seventy households left in the city.

Yuan Man looked at their happy faces after receiving the food and said, "No robbing or stealing. If anyone is found, all the food will be taken back and they will be driven out of Dongyuan City."

"Now that you have received the seeds, plant them now while you can."

The group bowed to her and said, "Thank you, Living Bodhisattva. We will definitely unite as one."

"Thank you for your kindness. If you need any help, please let me know." As the man spoke, he glanced at the weeds in the yard.

Yuanman smiled and said nothing, letting them go back.

There was no need to ask them to help pull out the weeds, especially since she didn't plan to stay here for long.

When the situation gets better, we'll arrange for someone to come and repair it.

After they all left, Feng Ziyu bowed and said, "Master, can Ziyu take my little sister with you?"

Yuan Man looked at the little girl who had been holding tightly onto the corner of Feng Ziyu's clothes. She was the first person she saw here.

"of course can."

She can still afford to raise a child.

When the little girl heard her words, her eyes lit up, "Xiaocao thanks the master."

Yuan Man rubbed his dry yellow hair and said with a smile: "You don't have to call me master, you are you, and your brother is your brother."

Xiao Cao tilted his head and asked, "What did Xiao Cao call you?"

Yuan Man thought for a moment and said, "Just call me boss."

"Boss?" Xiao Cao looked at his brother and asked, "Brother, what is a boss?"

Feng Ziyu glanced at Yuan Man and said, "The boss is the owner of the shop or a store."

Xiao Cao seemed to understand but not understand, and called out to Yuan Man, "Hello, boss."

Yuan Man laughed out loud, "Hello, Xiao Cao."

"By the way, do you know where those bandits are based?" She planned to go to the farm after dealing with the bandits. Otherwise, even if she planted some crops, they would be snatched away by the bandits sooner or later.

Feng Ziyu looked at her, his eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and said, "They are so numerous and powerful, the master only brought these two men, how can he deal with them?"

Yuan Man waved his hand, and all the Yue generation secret guards appeared in front of him.

"They are all highly skilled in martial arts. It is no problem for one to defeat a hundred. Just tell me where they are."

Feng Ziyu looked around, his eyes slightly red with excitement, "Ziyu knows where they are, I will take you there tomorrow."

Yuan Man nodded.

At noon on the second day, Yuan Man had just finished breakfast when Feng Ziyu came with Feng Xiaocao.

Yuan Man asked Zi Yue and Bing Yue to stay to take care of Xiao Cao and just in case, and she took the other secret guards and followed Feng Ziyu out of the city.

After walking west for ten miles, we arrived at the foot of a mountain.

Feng Ziyu pointed to the mountain and said, "They live on the mountain. During famines, they would go down the mountain once a month. Now they haven't gone down the mountain for half a year."

"However, he should still be on the mountain. I just don't know why he has never come down from the mountain again."

Yuanman looked up and saw that the height was about the same as the mountain at Qingshan Temple.

"Let's go up and take a look, and you'll know." After saying that, he took the lead and walked up the mountain.

Yuanman walked and watched the growth of plants in the mountains.

Since the rain, the plants on the mountain have been growing well. As long as the people are willing to go up the mountain to find wild vegetables, they will not starve to death.

"We're here. The bandits' hideout is in front of us." Feng Ziyu hid behind a huge rock and pointed at the wooden door in front.

Yuanman walked straight over. It was so quiet, completely silent inside, and it didn't look like there was anyone there.

When Feng Ziyu saw her go in, he hesitated for a moment, then quickly ran up and followed her.

When Yuanman pushed open the door and saw the scene inside, he frowned.

The yard was filled with piles of bones, both adults and children, lying here and there. It was obvious that the whole village had been massacred.

Some bones even have obvious knife marks.

"You said they should still be on the mountain. What is your basis for that?" Yuan Man turned around and looked at Feng Ziyu.

Feng Ziyu looked at the corpses and said, "Because they never came down the mountain after they went up."

"There are often people coming here to pick wild vegetables. If they come down the mountain, there will definitely be a lot of noise."

Yuan Man asked the secret guards to check the entire bandit camp.

As for how they died, Yuan Man didn't really want to know. The death of the evil bandits was like someone doing justice.

After killing so many people, there must be someone capable of revenge.

After a while, Yuan San came back and reported: "Master, there is a lot of gold, silver and food in the cave in the back mountain."

Yuan Man walked towards the back mountain.

Feng Ziyu thought about it and didn't follow.

Seeing the boxes of gold, silver and jewelry in the cave, Yuan Man frowned.

He killed all the people in the bandit camp, but didn't take these. What kind of person is so chivalrous?

"Pack it up and transport it all down the mountain."

When we returned to Dongyuan City, Bingyue had already prepared lunch.

After lunch, Yuanman looked at the twenty or so boxes of gold, silver and jewelry and wondered where they went.

There were only about ten bags of food, and they were all distributed to the people in the alley.

She had no intention of keeping these gold, silver and pearls for herself. She would either leave them to new local officials for infrastructure construction or hand them over directly to the court.

She was not short of money, and she was afraid of dirtying her hands by keeping the stolen money.