Wen Linan looked up happily. This meant that he had agreed to become an official, but his ambition wasn't wasted on the battlefield. He could only say, "Your Majesty, I only wish to become an official in the imperial court. If your highness truly wishes for me to go to war, I can also take on the position of Military Advisor. "

Mo Gu Han nodded his head and turned around. "Entering the imperial government is not that simple. Although you have this king's recommendation, I believe your divination skills are comparable to your martial arts. Then, you should serve in a smaller position in the imperial government.

That's right, something like spreading his name throughout the world, there was no need for him to worry. He still had a lot of years to live, and joining an office was only the first step.

As for the person on the other side of the conversation, Gu Moyan, who had been running from the palace all the way down to the village, was still living.

Near Zheng Feng City

At the entrance of the village, a child walked together with a group of children, playing with each other. After a long time, the children's voices could be heard, and a few adults who passed by shook their heads, said good morning to each other, and went back to their own work.

After a while, there were a few other families who started to call their children back to eat. Their shouts could be heard clearly from several houses in that small village, and everyone knew that it was time to eat. The men stopped their hoes and wiped their sweat as they carried the vegetables from the ground, striding towards their home.

Gu Moyan had to travel for nearly a month before he could finally settle down in this village. He did not know how long he had been walking or how long he had been there. He only looked at the crops and knew that they only existed in the south.

On the other hand, the people here were simple and honest. Most of them were kind-hearted people, and they also did farm work to support their families. Thus, they didn't need much money. Gu Moyan had just arrived, but the village chief pitied him for his frail appearance. When he heard that Gu Moyan had travelled all the way from Jinzhou City and that the famine in that area was especially serious, he felt even more sorry for the teenager in front of him. He then found an empty space and gathered the village's warriors and built a wooden house for Gu Moyan.

Gu Moyan was very grateful, but also a little guilty. He had told the Village Chief that none of his life stories were true. He could just assume that he had broken away from the status of "Imperial Consort" and returned to living an ordinary life as Gu Moyan. He was no longer wearing the clothes he had brought from the palace, and the silver taels that the kind guard had given him were mostly used up along the way. In fact, he didn't have any money to return to the villagers.

He lived in a wooden house and experienced the love and affection that he had not come for so long. He had just arrived at the village and apart from the village chief, there was a man in his sixties called Old Zhang by the side of his wooden house. This was what the people at the village head called him. Gu Mo Yan was a little embarrassed from being taken care of, so he asked and found out that Old Zhang had a slightly older son who was working in the city. He was very close to the village, and with his wife taking care of him before he left, he was especially helpful to the young people in the village, even if Gu Mo Yan was just a foreigner.

"Xiao Yan, open the door. The chickens raised by my family have laid eggs. There are dozens of them. I brought you some. You need to take care of your body. " Old Zhang started knocking on Gu Moyan's wooden door again, holding several eggs in a basket, which was enough for Gu Moyan to eat for a few days.