Taking advantage of the dark moon where they could not see clearly, Zhang Ling and Song Linjie quietly picked up the two horses they had brought up the mountain, went down a remote path, and continued on their way to the capital. However, at the moment they came down the mountain, a burly man came from behind. He walked out of the house and watched them go away little by little.
As they walked farther and farther, the sky gradually became clearer. The two of them switched from leading horses to riding horses, and their pace gradually accelerated.
Song Linjie asked: "When you go to the capital this time, will you kill that person?"
Zhang Ling nodded: "At least we are regarded as brothers by the people in Qingfeng Village, so we should treat him as a return of love. However, the Lu family is also a high-ranking official after all. It is not easy to take action directly. We have to wait until we enter Chengdao Academy."
Song Linjie rode close to him and patted him on the shoulder, smiling: "Count me in. After all, I stole so much wine from others, so I can't drink it in vain."
Zhang Ling suddenly looked thoughtful, and Song Linjie asked: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Ling said solemnly: "I'm wondering if the letter I left for them can be understood. Although I have taught them the words on the letter, the IQ of these bandits is really worrying!"
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Mangniu Mountain, Qingfeng Village.
At this time, because he did not see his husband waiting for them in the school as usual, he hurriedly ran to the house where Zhang Ling originally lived to check, only to find that people had already left, leaving only a letter and a few pieces of silver on the table. The bandits didn't even look at the banknotes. They swarmed to leave the letters. However, they recognized the words on them and rushed out of the house. One person held the letter in his hand, and the others pointed at it. They were arguing about some of the words on it, and just when they were getting excited about it, one hand snatched the letter, and all the bandits fell silent.
One person asked: "Master, what is written on this? Where has Mr. gone?"
Hou Liu read the letter carefully and said to everyone: "They left."
Everyone kept asking why the husband left? Where did it go? Are you disappointed in them? Everyone was still blaming themselves for being too stupid. They must have made their husband angry. Hou Liu explained: "If I guessed correctly, they were actually going to the capital, but they happened to be bumped into by us. I brought the cottage with me.”
Hou Liu paused for a moment and continued: "By the way, the letter also said that Er Sha was not called Er Sha. His original name was Song Linjie."
Everyone was in a low mood. Two brothers had just died, and now even the husband was gone. Even if they were bandits, they were still a group of bandits with love and righteousness. Hou Liu walked straight towards him, and happened to bump into Zhang Ling who came to practice boxing. Xu Ying, Hou Liu called her and explained to her as they walked. Xu Ying was not as sad as the others. She just told the boss that when I finished practicing my boxing, I would go to Brother Ling. Hou Liu agreed calmly. Come down.
Xu Ying ran away and continued to practice boxing. It was just that she would be very lonely from now on, but she thought about the past again. Didn't she come here alone before? Then there is nothing to be afraid of.
Along the way, Zhang Ling kept comparing the walking route with the map, and then converted the proportions on the map. He was worried that he would go the wrong way when he went out for the first time, so he would not go too fast when riding a horse. Everywhere he went, he would compare the steps. They checked whether there were similar signs on the map to determine whether they had taken the wrong road. They repeatedly asked people in the passing villages. It was not until they finally set foot on the long-standing official road that they finally felt relieved. After a month's journey, the two finally arrived.
The capital of Chen State, named Jinyu, is the most prosperous city in the world. Looking across the Central Plains, no city can be adjacent to it.
After entering the official road, the carriages coming and going became more complicated. After asking along the road, the two quickly arrived at the south gate of Jinyu City. Compared with the security of Liufeng City, both inside and outside the city, there were many people standing there. More than a dozen soldiers guarding the city, whether they were vehicles or pedestrians, were all subject to inspection without exception. After getting closer, Zhang Ling looked up at the city wall. It was about four stories high. Looking at it from below, he couldn't help but wonder. sigh.
While Zhang Ling and the two were being inspected, a carriage transporting swill outside the city passed by. When it threw a stone, the big bucket containing swill shook violently. Zhang Ling couldn't help but wonder if it was full. The sound of swilling and shaking should be dull, but the wooden barrel of this car feels slightly empty.
Zhang Ling just wanted to remind him, but then he saw a cavalry column coming out of the city, with a total of thirty people in front and behind. Each cavalryman was equipped with a saber. They kept a certain distance from the swill truck along the way. Zhang Ling instantly understood and guarded the city. The soldiers also urged to enter the city quickly.
Song Linjie saw Zhang Ling's reaction and asked about it, only to find out that there was someone hiding in the barrel, and that the cavalry was always following but did not follow. He was probably waiting to lure the big fish and catch them all in one catch.
After Zhang Ling entered the city, he only paid attention to the areas around the streets. The level of prosperity was indeed not comparable to other cities, but it was not to the point where everyone was dressed in brocade and satin. Most of the clothes were made of ordinary fabrics. Compared with the coarse linen clothes worn by ordinary people, It is indeed much better, but people in gorgeous clothes can be seen everywhere, so the word Jinyu is worthy of its name.
The shops facing the street seem to have their own shopkeepers, but in fact they are basically the property of imperial officials. The imperial court never directly distributes real money and silver as salaries, but instead gives away some land and the like as rewards. To the officials, part of the benefits from the fields and shops still goes back to the treasury.
But even if they knew that these properties belonged to court officials, there would still be dudes making trouble in the shops. One reason is that except for those places with excellent locations or extremely luxurious places, those officials who are busy enjoying themselves all day long would not He knows how to take care of those trivial matters, just pay for breaking things. Who will be short of the two pieces of silver if he makes trouble in the capital? The second issue is face. If they are both young people living in the capital, who is afraid of whom? When you encounter someone you can't afford to offend, the worst thing you can do is let the person behind you take him to apologize afterwards, and then you can continue your romance and happiness.
Zhang Ling was thinking about some future issues along the way, but suddenly thought of where he had not settled yet. He wanted to tell the person next to him about staying in the inn, but then he learned that Song Yutian knew a captain from the Ministry of War, and gave Song Linjie a Thank you, but when he was looking for it, he realized that he had lost it. Zhang Ling originally thought it was a cup of nectar, but he immediately poured a basin of cold water on it. Zhang Ling couldn't help but scolded him for not succeeding enough and failing too much.
Song Linjie smiled calmly: "It's okay. Just wait until we get to the Yu Mansion to explain it clearly. I have met Captain Yu before, so he will definitely remember me."
Zhang Ling asked: "How long ago did you meet?"
Song Linjie thought for a moment and said, "About five or six years ago."
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