Zhao Luoyang couldn't draw the map by himself, wouldn't it be systematic?
She exchanged maps and looked at them while walking, and then based on the results of everyone's exploration, she drew them bit by bit.
If people inquired a lot, she would draw more carefully. If people inquired less, she would draw a rougher picture. The general direction would definitely be correct.
"I don't know how high the sky is," Mr. Song waved his sleeves, "How many maps have you seen? Do you dare to say this?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "Sir must have seen it, and I will ask him for advice when the time comes."
Mr. Song's eyesight is not good. This little fox may have had this idea from the beginning. If she were to paint, he would be forced to do hard work.
"You dare to make big claims even if you haven't even read a few books," said Mr. Song. "Go and get some information first. Then tell me later and I'll find some books for you to read."
"Sir," Zhao Luoyang remembered something, "do you think my father still has a chance to pass the imperial examination? In fact, he almost passed the imperial examination."
Mr. Song blew his beard and stared: "I don't know."
What happened? Even her father had to teach him? Did he sell it to her family?
Zhao Luoyang accepted it as soon as she could. In fact, if Mr. Song didn't tell her, she would still have to go to Mr. Song to draw the map. Once the drawing was done, she wouldn't be allowed to give him a few words of praise?
Zhang Dianli asked his servants to help Zhao Luoyang distribute money to everyone.
People from one household came to receive it, and everyone's face was filled with joy.
The sound of counting money came, and the crisp sound lifted everyone's spirits.
"Our family was thrown out by the clan because there were no boys in our family." Mrs. Xu held the money in her hands, her eyes red. "I didn't expect that during the relocation, everyone didn't dislike it and gave us the money. Me and
The three girls in my family are all quick with their hands and feet. From now on, if we make more fires and make food, no one can compete with us."
Everyone laughed along, and the atmosphere was particularly good.
Zhao Luoyang divided the money and asked everyone to put it away properly.
In his mind, Shi Jiu said: "The charm value increased by 21 points in total. Fifteen families except yours all gave charm points. Niu Daochang, Feng Laosan, Ding Maosheng, Xu, Widow Xie, and Shi Ping each gave more.
a little."
Uncle Niu and Uncle Ding, needless to say Widow Xie, Feng Laosan is the one who was injured while catching the bandits, Mrs. Xu is the grandma who just said that there are no boys in the family, and Shi Ping should be the young boy of the Shi family.
Zhao Luoyang will take note of these people and contact them more often if anything happens in the future.
Zhao Luoyang responded, so everything has two sides. Although everyone has encountered hardships, the remaining people can work together.
But we have to look further back, lest anyone among us fish in troubled waters.
Zhao Luoyang and Shi Jiu said: "We still need to exchange the maps around Ning County."
Zhao Luoyang didn't mention the health value again, as if Shi Jiu had thought too much about the previous incident.
But Shi Jiu knew it was definitely not the case. Just because Zhao Luoyang didn't mention it didn't mean that she didn't have doubts.
While Shi Jiu was thinking about it, Zhao Luoyang quickly walked into the house.
Only Mrs. Tao was lying on the kang to rest in the room. When Mrs. Tao saw Zhao Luoyang, she immediately waved her hand: "Sister Luo, are you tired? Come over and have a rest."
Zhao Luoyang nodded, took off his shoes and got on the kang.
Mrs. Tao felt very sorry for Zhao Luoyang. She didn't rest all night last night, and today she followed her second brother and the others to the city. How could this frail little body be able to withstand such a torment?
Zhao Luoyang lay down next to Mr. Tao and closed his eyes.
In his mind, Shi Jiu had already started exchanging maps.
I just added 21 charm points, and after exchanging the map, I subtracted another 16 points, leaving 127 points.
Zhao Luoyang looked at the map intently.
Tao fell asleep listening to Zhao Luoyang's breathing?
After looking at the map for the second time, Zhao Luoyang got used to it a lot. This time he wrote down more than the first time. Coupled with the information that everyone got from asking, he was able to draw an almost complete picture of the map.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Zhao Luoyang opened his eyes.
"Are you awake?" Tao was a little surprised. How long had it been?
"Well," Zhao Luoyang said, "I thought there was still something to do. Third Aunt, please lie down while I go out."
Before Tao could react, Zhao Luoyang had already walked out the door.
There were so many people living in the post house. The postmaster and the servants had many things to do and they never took a break.
This group of relocated people was different from what they thought. Although they were all dressed in tatters, looked dusty, and some even had injuries and were very embarrassed, these people were not depressed and could even listen.
to their laughter.
Compared with those outside the door, there is a huge gap.
Those people outside just came and knocked on the door, crying and shouting, as if they were not allowed in and would die outside tonight.
There were many people knocking on the door of the posthouse in the middle of the night, but they just said these words. This is a place for people who deliver official documents in the government office to rest during the trip. They cannot accept outsiders at will. So over time, the compassion of the guards has been worn away.
about there.
People who are really capable will naturally find ways to get the government office to issue documents and come to stay.
There was a knock on the duty door, and then Zhao Luoyang's voice came: "Master Yi Cheng."
Yi Cheng ordered the servant to open the door.
Zhao Luoyang walked in with Zhao Yuanrang.
"We made a fire and cooked some food," Zhao Luoyang said and asked Zhao Yuanrang to take down the backpack. There were some eggs in it. "There is nothing good. It's everyone's wish."
When Yi Cheng heard this, he immediately changed his face: "They are all relocated people. The only valuable thing is food. Where can I get it?"
Look at the two siblings under the light. They have two dirty faces. They don't know if they have eaten anything, and they are thinking of giving eggs to him.
Normally, Yi Cheng wouldn't notice even a basket of eggs, but at this moment, looking at these two faces, Yi Cheng was moved.
How can it be better to travel thousands of miles to get here? But some people will only ask for charity, while others will find ways to express gratitude. This is the difference.
Yi Cheng returned the basket to Zhao Luoyang: "Take it back quickly, otherwise I will expel him."
Zhao Luoyang had no choice but to put the basket on his back again: "We still have something to trouble you with. We are leaving tomorrow and would like to ask you if the road to the southwest is good."
There were many people coming and going in the post house, and the postmaster was very clear about the official routes around him. He looked at the servant and said, "Go and bring another lamp." He told the two siblings what he knew.
…
Zhao Xueli was busy remembering the explorers, and received many compliments that night.
"It's better to have read a book. Your brain is easy to use. Sister Luo will do whatever you want."
Sister Luo has done so many things, so it's not surprising that people would say this about Zhao Xueli, but the look in everyone's eyes said - you are just following Sister Luo.
Whether it is the father who is more powerful or the daughter who is more powerful, they are almost the same anyway, Zhao Xueli doesn't care about it.
"My sister and my second brother are drawing a map in Mr. Song's house."
After Zhao Xueli heard what Zhao Yuanji said, he immediately went to Mr. Song. His daughter had never drawn a map before and didn't know if it could be completed.
Don't get scolded by your husband for this.
Zhao Xueli is a person who protects his daughter very much, so he can't stand the thought of this.
Zhao Yuanrang opened the door. In the room, Mr. Song and Zhao Luoyang were huddled together under the lamp, staring at the paper on the table. Neither of them spoke. Zhao Xueli was far away and could not see clearly. He was not sure what was going on for the moment.
, and just as he was about to ask Zhao Yuanrang, Zhao Luoyang yawned: "Sir, I'm going to bed. I have to get up early tomorrow and be on my way."
Only then did Mr. Song look away from the paper and look at Zhao Luoyang.
"gentlemen……"
Zhao Luoyang shouted again, and Mr. Song stretched out his hand and waved.
Zhao Luoyang saluted, turned around and greeted her father again.
Seeing his daughter's sleepy eyes and tears streaming down her face, Zhao Xueli felt extremely distressed and immediately asked Zhao Luoyang: "Go and have a rest!"
When I leave tomorrow, I don't know when I will be able to find a place like this to stay.
Zhao Luoyang nodded, squinted his eyes and went out.
Zhao Xueli then went to see Mr. Song again. Mr. Song was still staring at the paper on the table without saying anything. Zhao Xueli lowered his head to take a look out of curiosity.
That is……
A map that has just been drawn.
Zhao Xueli was startled and said subconsciously: "Is this a map? Where did it come from?"
The room was quiet for a moment, and then Mr. Song said: "Sister Luo painted it."
Zhao Xueli was even more confused: "How did she draw it?"
"You ask me this?" Mr. Song said, "Is it your child or mine? How do I know?" He prepared his pen and ink and was about to start painting himself, but Zhao Luoyang didn't let him get involved.
Zhao Xueli said dryly: "Aren't you sir?"
Mr. Song's beard was curling up, and he had to admit that he misjudged her: "She is my husband."
As soon as Mr. Song finished speaking, Zhao Luoyang stood at the door rubbing his eyes.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Mr. Song was not angry.
[Charm value 1]
[Charm value 1]
[Charm value 1]
…
Zhao Luoyang looked at the charm points in her mind. She was too sleepy to open her eyes, but she couldn't move her feet, just because Mr. Song kept adding charm points to her.
If you go too far, it will be gone.
That is 1 point of charm value. To be more direct, that is 100 yuan of wealth value. You can earn 100 yuan by standing here without doing anything. Who can leave?