Chapter 89 Departure
In the fifth year of Jian'an, mid-April.
A vast team set out from Lingzhi City to the Guguzhu Kingdom.
When the convoy arrived, the Hu herdsmen became much larger due to the hundreds of workers allocated by Gongsun’s family.
Gongsun Jing once asked Gongsun Yan whether some young children in the family needed to follow Lu Long.
Although he coveted these children from aristocratic families who had received education, Gongsun Yan temporarily declined.
Even if these Gongsun children have talent, they will only be interested in the family, and all their thoughts and actions are the Gongsun family.
Their entrepreneurial team has too little foundation. If their foundation is unstable, they will be involved in these aristocratic families and not only have to say anything, but also worry that they will eventually marry others after being killed by joining hands.
So even though she lacks a large number of middle and lower-level officials and is in charge of affairs, she still dares not use the children of the Gongsun family indiscriminately.
Only then can Gongsun Yan understand the difficulties of Gongsun Zan without the need for the children of aristocratic families.
In addition to the fact that his concubine's son was born at home and made him hate aristocratic families, another factor lies in this.
She thought that her polite refusal would make Gongsun Jing unhappy, but she didn't expect that Gongsun Jing had expected her to make this decision, so she nodded with a smile and asked her to step down.
In terms of mind, I can't figure out her grandfather's thoughts when I saw ten Gongsun Yan together, so I just don't think about it.
After staying at Gongsun's family for a few days, she had no worries about food and clothing, and no longer had to worry about her life and safety. While sorting out the household registration list sent by the manager of the Gongsun family, she enjoyed the corrupt life of a noble girl from the Han Dynasty.
Since the first day of negotiations, Gongsun Jing seemed to have asked their siblings to go to the main courtyard for meals in order to ease the relationship.
I also taught several questions about Gongsun Cheng, but Gongsun Cheng was very repulsive to strangers.
Obviously, Gongsun Jing, as the older generation, did not like such a timid boy, and once expressed his intention to bring Gongsun Cheng around to educate him.
But Gongsun Yan was reluctant to leave him here alone, so he had to promise to pay attention to Gongsun Cheng's education issues in the future, and the matter was considered to be aborted.
Gongsun Xuan knew that she could not get what she wanted, so she never appeared again. She didn't know if she realized that she was annoying or was holding back something.
Compared to Gongsun Xuan, who is annoying but self-conscious, Gongsun Ying is speechless.
It seemed that he felt that Gongsun Yan had put forward the conditions and accepted the compensation, and everything in the past was settled.
This uncle tried his best to show his love for his younger generations, and he always asked her to avoid it.
That's the case.
"Miss Gongsun." Zhao Yun rode a horse to the carriage window, "Premier Gongsun was on the front bridge and set up a banquet to see him off."
Zhao Yun also hesitated for a moment. He did not expect that there would be people in this world who were so addicted to his own world and entertained himself.
After saying that, he saw Gongsun Yan sitting in the car falling down and rolling his eyes.
It was only more than 100 miles from Lingzhicheng to Guzhu Manor, and it was less than two days away, but he felt like he was about to go to Jiaozhou.
Gongsun Yan just wanted to leave quietly, not to act with others.
Seeing that she looked unwilling and was about to fall off the curtain at any time, Zhao Yun lowered his voice and comforted him: "Gongsun Prefect, you have good intentions... It is impossible for you to stop interacting again in the future."
Even though he was so unhappy, Gongsun Yan understood that Zhao Yun’s words were reasonable. As the prefect of western Liaoning, Gongsun Ying would inevitably have to deal with him in the future. After avoiding this time, there would be another next time.
At this time, people came and went out of the city and were too indifferent, which would not be beneficial to everyone.
He let out a long breath of helplessness and Gongsun Yan put on the shoes that Alan bent over and sent.
I just set out from the city this time, so I don’t need any washing.
When he got off the car, he saw a tall and majestic black horse following Zhao Yun, wearing a crow-colored fur and as oily as satin. It was the war horse that Gongsun Jing gave him.
Zhao Yun tamed it without much effort at Gongsun’s horse farm, and since then there has been an addictive follower.
He is wild and fierce, and he is jealous. Even Zhao Yun rode the original white horse and wanted to raise his hooves, completely ignoring his own life as a latecomer.
He is also very unfriendly to Gongsun Yan.
Seeing its satin-like fur, Gongsun Yan reached out to touch its neck, and it opened its mouth to bite it.
"Black Cloud!" Its movement was naturally strangled by Zhao Yun and he scolded it sternly.
By the way, Zhao Yun's original white horse was called Baiyun.
Gongsun Yan was quite amused by this random naming method, and he didn't know if it was Red Rabbit, it would be called Hongyun.
Heiyun was quite unwilling to accept the reins he was pulled over by his master and scolded him severely.
Gongsun Yan liked to see it so pitiful, and unscrupulously reached out and touched its forehead.
Then he quickly retracted his hand, which made Heiyun sniff again. He stomped his front hooves in dissatisfaction and dug a small hole on the ground.
Zhao Yun walked helplessly among them and separated them one by one.
"Miss Gongsun." He sighed, why are you so childish? What if you don't check for a moment, what should you do if Heiyun hurts her?
"Zilong, you are not allowed to be flirted with the old and not biased." As you walked forward, Gongsun Yan reminded, "Don't neglect Baiyun."
He is not fond of the old or the other, nor is he biased, and he is equally good to Baiyun.
Zhao Yun's face was even more helpless. It was obviously Mrs. Gongsun himself who was biased. No matter whether it was fruit or sugar, he had to give more Baiyun, and he always looked in front of Heiyun.
Before they knew it, the two were already walking side by side.
Alan looked out of the carriage, covered her mouth and chuckled, which made Aqing confused.
The workers in the convoy, with large bags and small bags and luggage, were wearing pretty bright gauze clothes. Compared with the residents of Yangqiuli, their situation was obviously much better.
They whispered and then lowered their heads.
There was also a group of ragged Hu people wearing fur, with lice crawling in the craggy hair and beards. They quickly looked up and then humbly lowered their heads.
I don’t know whether they were originally from Wuhuan or Xianbei or Xiongnu. After being defeated by Abdulna’s tribe, the elderly and children were killed on the spot, the women were taken away, and the young and middle-aged men were sold to the great man as slaves.
Even in the manor, they were slaves with the lowest status and limited personal status. They were not well-educated and surrounded by people, raising horses for their masters and grazing them without contact with the Han people.
But both sides were at the same uneasy at this moment. They didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster if they left Lingzhi.
I looked at the young girl who walked to the convoy under the escort of the mighty knights. She would be their future master.
"Ayan." Gongsun Ying, who was stroking, had a very kind smile on his face, holding a cup of wine in his hand. The Qingxu scholar who had accompanied him two times had disappeared again.
After dealing with it for a while, Gongsun Yan didn't care much about what gorgeous fu her uncle was chanting.
Several people stood on the bridge, and the breeze on the moat gently blew the hem of their clothes.
As if thinking about something, Zhao Yun used his tall figure to reach out to the willow tree at the bridge and broke down a new willow branch from a high place.
Turning around and handing it to Gongsun Yan.
Gongsun Yan was stunned and didn't understand what Zhao Yun meant. Zhao Yun didn't explain, but she still happily reached out to take it.
Looking at the willow branches in her hand, buds the size of rice grains appeared on the brown bark, she felt a little emotional.
I looked back at the long baggage team behind me, or the people who followed me in ragged clothes or decent clothes.
He tilted his head and looked at Zhao Yun who was accompanying her, and suddenly remembered such a sentence.
Only when you know where you come from and think about what you are going to go can you understand what you are going.
"Let's go, Zilong! Let's go again."
"promise!"
(End of Volume 1)
(The first volume of the revised version has been written. Thank you for your tolerance.)
Chapter completed!