A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
Two days later, Fan Xian and his people prepared to leave Qingzhou. On this journey, they were going deep into the grasslands, so it was inconvenient to ride in a carriage. Other than the carriages for goods, all the other merchants rode horses. During these two days, Mu Feng'er had already made connections with these merchants and agreed on their journey.
Just as the merchants were filing out of the city in order, the Qingzhou soldiers who had gone out to shoot rabbits again just happened to return. The two groups brushed by each other.
The riders didn't look at the merchants properly. Although sometimes the superiors would send the riders to escort merchants part of the way, under most circumstances, the two sides rarely came into contact. The merchants might be safer without the Qing army's escort.