The cold rabbit meat business was indeed booming for Tang Mingrui during the New Year. He came to collect goods from the Mo Family three times in a row, and all the goods were sold out.
Life went on as usual for the Mo Family, and soon after the Lantern Festival, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran prepared to head for the Southern Borderlands on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month.
Mo Chuhan, considering their long journey ahead, specially helped them borrow a horse from the yamen.
Meng Huaining guessed that Mo Jiuye and his wife might leave the city, and turned a blind eye to it.
The plan was to go to the Southern Borderlands with Rice Ball. When He Zhiran went out, she was holding the little guy.
Mo Jiuye got on the horse first, then pulled his wife up. Rice Ball sat obediently in front of his master. At first glance, it looked somewhat like a family of three going on a trip.
After some exhortations from Old Madam Mo, the couple set off for the Southern Borderlands with Rice Ball.
To avoid Rice Ball attracting too much attention, He Zhiran sent the little guy into the space after leaving the sight of the family.
The two set off in the morning. They had to wait until the dead of night to open the G-Wagon, so they had to conserve their energy during the day.
Therefore, after leaving Yun City, they found a place with sparse population on the official road and entered the space to rest.
Not until the big clock in the space showed 8 pm did they bring out the G-Wagon, fully fueled, onto the official road.
In ancient times, it was already deep into the night at this time, and the official road on both sides was pitch dark without a ghost in sight.
Therefore, they were not worried that someone might see the car. The road was smooth at night. The G-Wagon drove steadily through the night. Although the road was not very easy to travel, it was much faster than riding a horse.
Mo Jiuye, a novice driver, was just getting addicted to driving - he resented that dawn came too soon.
He Zhiran was really impressed by his endurance - driving all night long, yet looking no tired at all, without the slightest sign of fatigue all over his body.
As soon as He Zhiran entered the space, she was caught by this energetic man...
After a passionate and fulfilling battle, He Zhiran finally fell asleep.
Rice Ball was very sensible now. He no longer participated in the fights between his two masters, instead, he would run as far as possible into the deepest part of the bamboo forest to hide.
After living like this for four consecutive days, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran finally arrived safely in the south, which was the border between Da Shun and the Southern Borderlands. Their current location was still within the Da Shun territory.
Mo Jiuye was so familiar with this place. Which Mo Family man had not guarded here before?
Coming here made Mo Jiuye feel sad. Back then, he and his Mo Family brothers shed blood on the frontier, but what did they get in the end?
Suppressed and exiled by the emperor...
He Zhiran noticed the sadness in the man at first glance. She took the initiative to put her arm around his.
"It's all in the past. Trust me, the future will definitely get better and better."
Mo Jiuye pulled her into his arms and planted a deep kiss on her forehead.
"I'm already open-minded about it. Having you and so many family members living a peaceful life together, I'm very content."
Of course, it would be even better if he could find Eldest and Second Brother smoothly.
At this moment, it was already dawn. The couple did not rush to enter the territory of the Southern Borderlands. Mo Jiuye took He Zhiran to visit the place where his father and brothers were buried to pay respect.
The Mo Family tombs were deep in the mountains. The climate in the south was slightly warmer, and the trees on the mountain could still be seen as green.
Due to long-term war, there were no commoners living around here. Therefore, the two did not encounter anyone on their way up the mountain.
After climbing a slope, Mo Jiuye pointed to the densely forested direction ahead and said,
"It's just past there."
He Zhiran could see that Mo Jiuye was in a very heavy mood at this moment. She lightly hmm-ed and at the same time squeezed his slightly rough big hand to comfort him.
The couple arrived at a mountain depression with heavy hearts. What came into view were nine tombs overgrown with weeds.
The tombstones in front of the tombs were engraved with the names of the Mo Family men.
At the very top was the tomb of the old Duke Mo Qing. After years of sun and rain exposure, and recent neglect, the characters on the stone tablet had become somewhat blurred.
Below Mo Qing's tomb, there were eight tombs of varying newness and oldness, engraved with the names of the Mo brothers respectively.
At this moment, Mo Jiuye's eyes seemed to be filled with blood, and the sadness in them could not be concealed at all.
He knelt down heavily in front of the tombs.
"Father, brothers, Jiuye has come to see you."
After speaking, he solemnly kowtowed three loud times.
Although He Zhiran was not acquainted with these dead Mo Family men, thinking of their family's dedication to Da Shun, she could not help but feel distressed.
She knelt down in front of the tombs with Mo Jiuye, and at the same time, her consciousness entered the space to purchase some offerings, which she neatly placed in front of the tombs, along with incense and spirit money for worship.
Mo Jiuye looked at her gratefully and lit three incense sticks on his father and brothers' tombs.
He Zhiran murmured softly, "Heaven is unfair, letting such good people die one after another, while bad people live so luxuriously."
Mo Jiuye stood up with a mocking smile, "We Mo Family men shed our blood and laid down our lives for Da Shun, now when I think about it, it really wasn't worth it."
At this moment, He Zhiran was in no mood to persuade Mo Jiuye to restrain his grief. After all, her own mood was also very heavy.
Perhaps grief was the driving force for them. They were about to enter the Southern Borderlands soon. As long as their motivation was strong enough, she believed they would definitely accomplish something on this trip.
After worshipping, the two did not leave immediately. Eighth Brother's tomb had been dug up by Nan Rui's people. He Zhiran wanted to check it out, hoping to find some useful clues here.
The two went to Mo Chuhan's tomb very tacitly and examined it carefully.
Lan Hao had already said that after they found Mo Chuhan's tomb dug up, they tidied it up again.
Therefore, this tomb now looked newer than the others, and the soil on the tomb was also a little loose.
They both knew there was no corpse of Mo Chuhan left here, so after examining the exterior, they did not investigate further.
There was not even a corpse inside, it was probably just an empty coffin.
As for Third and Fifth Brother's tombs, they remained intact with no visible anomalies on the outside.
He Zhiran was more interested in the other brothers' tombs.
Especially Eldest and Second Brother - the possibility of them still being alive was very high, so she wanted to dig them open and take a look.
However, this had to be agreed by Mo Jiuye. After all, the respect ancient people had for the deceased was not something a modern person like her could understand.
The so-called "rest in peace" - disturbing the dead in their peaceful rest was a great disrespect.
