A carriage moving slowly.
Seven or eight figures on horseback, constantly moving fast and slow, were exploring the situation on the road ahead.
While driving the horse, Si Hu would occasionally raise his head and look at the top of the carriage behind him.
I don’t know how many days have passed, but the little hunchback is still very lonely. For fear of scaring the women and children, he only wears a gray robe, holds a bow, and sits motionless on the top of the carriage.
When the wind gets strong, they will huddle up and hug the gray robe tightly.
When it rains heavily, I will take the paper umbrella from Jiang Caiwei and say thank you politely.
"What a weirdo." Si Hu muttered and simply ignored it. He looked at the bun in his hand seriously and took a big bite.
Xu Mu couldn't bear it, so he crossed his hand and handed over a bowl of hot water.
"Thank you, boss." Gongou leaned on the top of the carriage and slowly took it with both hands.
"Chen Sheng, ask someone to hurry up."
"My boss has something to say. I'll hurry up and arrive in town tonight!"
…
In Hezhou City, refugees outside the city could not stop howling.
But amid all the noise, a happy event happened in front of the official residence.
After several groups of soldiers cleared the way, not long after, a figure riding a horse with bright silver armor stepped over coldly.
The old official of the Ministry of War who announced the salute raised his head with satisfaction, grabbed the file in his hand, and rang out with a hoarse and dull voice.
"Here! Zhao Qingyun, the captain of Tongziying, is General Po Di."
After the old official finished the ceremony, a total of three fireworks roared into the sky, startling the refugees outside the city and causing another huge commotion.
"Don't be surprised, General Zhao. The title "General Tong" is really unpleasant. Considering General Zhao's military exploits in defeating Di, the Ministry of War simply gave him the title 'Po Di'."
"In this world, there will no longer be a Tongzi camp. There will only be General Po Di of our Great Ji Dynasty."
Riding on the armored horse, Zhao Qingyun closed his eyes, but then opened them immediately, quickly stretched out his hand, and took care of the bright silver armor on his body again.
"General Po Di has outstanding military achievements. After the Ministry of War heard about it, three red feathers rushed to Changyang to send the good news. Your Majesty will definitely be overjoyed when he sees such good news."
"General Zhao's future career will probably be enviable."
"Thank you, military officer."
After getting off the horse, Zhao Qingyun's face was as dark as water. In just a few days, a short beard had grown on his originally delicate face.
"The Ministry of War has high hopes for General Zhao. Therefore, the Xiaofeng Camp in Hezhou has been transferred to General Zhao."
The Hezhou official and the school captain Bao Zhou who were nearby all had strange looks on their faces.
"The first military task is to hope that General Zhao can lead his troops out of the city and kill some of the refugees who are pressing down on the city, so as not to cause panic like Wangzhou. Of course, there is no harm in killing more."
Standing in the sunshine, Zhao Qingyun felt his whole body feel chilled.
He remembered what he said when he said goodbye to his little boss.
"Don't worry, Master Xu. In my whole life, I, Zhao Qingyun, will be at odds with the Di people. All I want in this life is to serve the country and the people!"
Killing refugees and claiming military merit, what kind of country can you repay?
Zhao Qingyun trembled slightly, and when he turned around, his face was already full of coldness and desolation.
…
"Master, there was a carriage passing by just now. I heard something." On the forest road, Chen Sheng came back from circling the horse with a dull tone.
"whats the matter?"
"I heard that there were already soldiers and soldiers in Hezhou City, and they started to kill the refugees. They were killed until the refugees retreated for several miles, and there were corpses everywhere."
Xu Mu frowned. The dog officials in Hezhou City were probably afraid that the tragedy in Wangzhou City would happen again, so they wanted to kill the refugees immediately.
But this will definitely be a disaster for those refugees.
"What I heard is that a new general is leading the army. He has been near Hezhou City for the past few days, coming in and out. Every time he returns to the city, he brings thousands of heads with him."
"Have you heard any news about Zhao Qingyun?"
"No, I just know that the generals in Hezhou City are full, and they will probably be transferred to other camps."
For some reason, Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Chen Sheng, let's go explore the road first."
"Don't worry, boss."
The five carriages moved forward slowly. When they encountered a town to rest, they would camp where they were, and be careful to watch the night. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed, and before you knew it, you had arrived at the edge of the inner city.
"This is Ji River, the mother river of my Ji people!" Zhou Fu kept waving his hands excitedly.
After being at the border for a long time, he had not been so happy for a long time.
As early as he got closer, Xu Mu could already hear the rumbling sound in his eardrums.
"My mother river of the Great Age is running endlessly for thousands of miles! The stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, and the moon surges into the great rivers! So majestic! So majestic!"
Zhou Fu shouted and suddenly started crying like a child.
It was hard for Xu Mu to imagine that a middle-aged man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life suddenly became hypocritical and emotionally fragmented.
"Master Xu, this is the first time I have met Ji Jiang, and for some reason I feel a little unhappy. Ji Jiang is still here, but my Daji is full of holes."
Xu Mu was stunned, and instantly understood what Zhou Fu was thinking. This was clearly the people's sorrow for the country's weakness, and their disappointment was beyond words.
"Master Xu, everything is fine." Zhou Fu stood up tremblingly and wiped his eyes several times, "It's a joke, Master Xu is a joke."
"Shopkeeper Zhou is really a sweetheart." Xu Mu took two steps forward and supported Zhou Fu.
At this moment, he did not feel any ridicule towards Zhou Fu. Instead, he was a little moved. Even the most ordinary people would care about their family and country.
This is just human nature.
"Master Xu, are you going to Changyang too?"
Changyang was the capital of the Great Ji Dynasty and the richest city in the entire inner city.
But Xu Mu didn't plan to go to Changyang. What he wanted to go to was another city near the river.
"Is Xu Fang going to Tangjiang?"
Tangjiang is where Xu Mu wants to go. It is a big wine-making city. It is said that the river outside the city is flowing all the way, filled with the rich aroma of wine soup.
"In this case, we can only say goodbye at the fork in the road ahead. However, Master Xu must remember that I will open a restaurant in Changyang, so please send the wine over quickly. I, Zhou Fu's restaurant, only use Master Xu's Moonshine!”
This is friendship, a friendship built along the way.
"Changyang is only a hundred miles away from Tangjiang River. Master Xu, let me say goodbye for now!" Zhou Fu cupped his hands and clasped his fists.
Xu Mu also clasped his fists.
Worried that something might happen to Zhou Fu along the way, he separated a carriage and asked Zhou Luo to take another young man to follow him along the way, and then returned after being sent to Changyang.
"Li Xiaowan, when do you plan to leave?" Xu Mu turned around after Zhou Fu's carriage had gone away.
"You're a bastard, I need you to take care of me!"
"Sorry, I'm the boss."
"Bah, I'm a disciple of my boss."
Xu Mu rubbed his forehead, "Tell me where you want to go back, and I will send someone to take you there."
"Xu, Master Xu is from Chengcheng near Tangjiang River." Fan Gu and Wang Yun, who were behind, all spoke together.
Li Xiaowan glared angrily, "Deng Tuzi, you dislike me and want to drive me away!"
Xu Mu thought about it and found that these three people really didn't have any advantages other than freeloading. He nodded subconsciously.
"Rotten heart and rotten liver!"
She couldn't explain why, but Li Xiaowan's eyes suddenly turned red and she angrily retracted her head back into the carriage.
Jiang Caiwei stood aside, a little helpless, so she had to get on the carriage and comfort Li Xiaowan with a few words.
Xu Mu was not surprised. Anyway, Li Xiaowan, the eldest lady of the official family, had always had such a temper.
"Gonggou, sit still."
"Drive."
…
"The beacon fire lasts for three months, and the wild geese return to the north and soar into the sky." The drunken old scholar woke up again, climbed on the top of the carriage, hugged the wine gourd, and the flattered Gong Dog, and drank one mouthful at a time.
