Chapter 531

The old horse dragged the carriage leisurely, step by step, step by step, the rhythm was so slow that it was sleepy.

Although it had been going for a long time, it was not too far from Zhaiyang county. The schoolboy sat outside driving with his mouth muttering.

"Sir, what if the principal of Cheng'an county is not Mr. Zixiao?"

Yang Si opened the curtains on both sides and rolled up a book in his hand. The handwriting on it was beautiful and powerful. Although it was not everyone's work, he could also see that the writing skills had their own character, which was quite different from the regular writing style of a schoolboy.

After listening to the schoolboy's complaint, he said, "you say that wind is rain. If it weren't for your husband's good temper, I don't know how much you would suffer. You said it was you who wanted to come to Zhaiyang County, and it was you who wanted to go to Cheng'an County. Now it's you who don't want to go..."

The schoolboy muttered, "aren't you worried, little? I hit a wall in Zhaiyang county this time. What if I hit a wall in Cheng'an county?"

It's very dangerous to go out, especially in the unstable situation in the north. There are conflicts between the Qingyi army and the Honglian cult everywhere, and there are countless mobs. Their master and servant can reach Zhaiyang County safely, which doesn't mean they can reach Cheng'an County safely.

Yang Si said, "worry too much. Instead of worrying too much here, you might as well think about what to eat at noon today. Your husband refuses to eat dry food."

The schoolboy frowned and said, "this is the time. Sir is picky and difficult to serve."

The master and servant chatted one after another. After about half an hour, there was the sound of pedaling horses' hoofs behind them.

Yang Si frowned and looked back a little closer to the window. He saw a young man in clean clothes galloping. He looked like a rich man in a rich family, but at the moment it was like burning his ass and his face was anxious.

Huang song saw the slow-moving carriage ahead, pulled the reins, and saw the thin man sitting inside through the window. His cheeks were a little puffy, his eyebrows and eyes were soft, a pair of painted star eyes were like a dark pool, and his lips had a natural upward arc.

No matter from which point of view, this is an amiable man, which is too far away from Yang Si in Huang song's imagination.

When he saw half a big schoolboy sitting outside the car, his old clothes were covered with all kinds of patches, and he looked at him with his eyes wide open.

"Xia, what are you going to do..." the schoolboy looked at each other in panic and squeezed the whip in his hand.

Seeing the schoolboy, Huang song couldn't help thinking of what the Porter said. His eyes lit up and looked at Yang Si in the car.

He clenched his hands, calmed down, and asked, "Sir, but Mr. Yang Si, Mr. Yang, Jiangding county?"

A little consternation appeared on the bookboy's face. Unfortunately, Huang song's attention was on Yang Si and didn't notice the detail.

Yang Si put down the book in his hand, lowered his eyelids, looked natural and said, "my family name is Zhao. You're looking for the wrong person."

Huang song felt lost, apologized to Yang Si, waved his whip and continued on his way.

When the others were gone, the schoolboy whispered, "Sir, that was..."

Yang siding said, "Huang song."

The schoolboy was so happy that he immediately withered down again. "Then why does the gentleman say he is not?"

Yang Si said, "I'm not satisfied. This man is too young and impulsive. Your husband has an old bone and can't stand tossing."

The schoolboy didn't ask again. If his husband was not satisfied, it was definitely bad.

In fact, Yang Si was very satisfied that Huang song could catch up with him.

If Huang song grows up steadily in a few years, Yang Si thinks this person is worth trying.

Regardless of previous enemies, he chased him all the way. This move alone is ten times better than King Changshou.

Yang Si said, "in a few years, this man may be a hidden dragon. Now... Let's go to Cheng'an county to ask Zixiao for debt and rub food and live with him for a few years. If Huang song doesn't grow crooked, let's go to Zhaiyang county again."

Even if it is to go out of the mountain to find the Ming Lord, it also pays attention to an opportunity.

Huang song really satisfied him, but the time was wrong. Yang Si naturally didn't go back to him.

The schoolboy was almost confused by his husband.

Huang song spent an afternoon on his horse. There was no one on the road who met Yang Si's master and servant.

When he looked back and thought again, he was annoyed. The master and servant were definitely Yang Si and them!

Seeing Huang song coming back with a lost face, Feng Jue asked what happened and knew why Huang song didn't stop people.

He sighed, "I'm afraid Yang Si is annoyed."

Huang song was uncomfortable and complained about Yang Si's playful behavior.

He said, "they can't catch the carriage quickly. If they send troops and horses, they can intercept it."

Feng Jue frowned with a headache and said wearily, "forget it, the people are not here. What's the use of stopping people?"

If the concierge hadn't made trouble, Yang Situo would have been included in the account. How could he have made such a big basket.

Who is not a man of high morale and lofty bones?

After being treated coldly for three days, Feng Jue felt angry when he changed his position, not to mention Yang Si, who had some grudges with Huang song.

Feng Jue said so. Huang song had to give up in frustration.

All the way north, the number of refugees increased several times, but there was no despair or numbness on their faces.

This surprised the schoolboy and Yang Si.

After careful inquiry, we knew that these refugees were in a hurry to Cheng'an County, Maolin county and Jiaoping county.

"Now people are hiring over there. They take care of food three times a day. When they go there, they will not die of hunger... It is said that if they do well, they can be promoted and rewarded. If they settle down in the county in the future, they can get their own fields and rent houses in the county..."

Many refugees talk about this, in addition to a little doubt, more hope for future life.

Yang Si's master and servant slowly rushed to Cheng'an county. From a distance, they could see someone working on the wall. Even if it took more than a month, they could still see the tragedy of the original siege from the traces of the wall. The schoolboy couldn't understand it, but Yang Si found the doorway.

There are many refugees waiting outside the city. There are two roads to enter the city, one for the people in the city and the other for the refugees.

Today, Cheng'an county is like dancing with the tip of a knife. Every step is extremely dangerous. The garrison in the city is not as strong as outsiders. If there are restless and kind-hearted people among the refugees, I'm afraid they will cause trouble. Therefore, the review of the refugees entering the city is extremely strict.

Even for refugees, the people in charge of inspection are divided into two groups.

A group of men and a group of women, refugees need to line up and check, register and review in two ways according to gender.

Instead of going to the refugee pile, the schoolboy went to the open high gate.

No accident, they were stopped.

The schoolboy said, "my husband and I are not refugees. We are looking for people."

The gate guard asked, "looking for someone?"

The schoolboy said politely, "the principal of Cheng'an County, Mr. Wei Ci and Mr. Wei Zixiao."

He was a little nervous. Couldn't he even enter the city gate this time?