Chapter 76 The Jiang family was so scared that their legs were weak
The Jiang family set out on the road south again.
There are more and more people we meet on the road. Apart from being a little dirty, they are barely passable.
Because the further south we go, the less we lack water and the wild vegetables and grass that can satisfy our hunger.
Moreover, if they climb over from the mountain, with good luck, they can pick wild fruits or hunt satiated prey such as pheasants and rabbits.
When the time came to the end of Shenshi (around five o'clock in the afternoon), the Jiang family finally saw the city gate from a distance.
There is a wide official road outside the city gate, so they can completely see the situation in front of the city gate in the distance at a glance.
At this time, the city gate was wide open, with two rows of officers and soldiers standing guard at the gate, and a long line of people standing outside, queuing up to enter the city.
Some of the officers and soldiers took something that looked like paper, and they had to carefully check every person who came in.
When Jiang Zhiyue saw the situation over there, she subconsciously glanced at Ouyang Ming's face and felt relieved when she found no flaws.
Ouyang Ming noticed Jiang Zhiyue's gaze and gave her a smile.
At the same time, I was also thinking about the meaning of Jiang Zhiyue's glance just now.
He always felt that Jiang Zhiyue seemed to have seen through his identity, but he had no idea how she could know his identity.
Jiang Dalang looked at the scene at the city gate and said happily: "That is Funan County. It seems that refugees from outside are allowed to enter the city."
Mr. Jiang said with emotion: "Yes, it would be great if we could enter the city."
Everyone quickened their pace and walked towards the city gate.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer, Jiang Zhiyue reminded: "Everyone, remember, from now on A Ming is Jiang Ming, my fourth uncle. Keep the relationship in mind and don't forget it."
Everyone doesn't know why Jiang Zhiyue is so obsessed with making up an identity for Ouyang Ming.
Just when Erlang wanted to ask, they had already reached the back of the queue outside the city gate, so he shut his mouth and queued quietly.
They arrived neither too early nor too late, and when they arrived, a lot of people lined up behind them.
There were less than thirty people lined up in front of them. The officers and soldiers were talking about something. After waiting for a while, it was their turn.
An officer and soldier stood in front of the Jiang family and shouted: "Stop, search."
The Jiang family and the others stood still and waited for these people to check.
While they were waiting for their search, Mr. Jiang, who was walking in front, asked with a respectful expression: "Masters, I don't know what is going on in the city now. Will you arrange a place for us to settle down?"
The official standing on the other side explained: "You came early. If you want to settle in Funan County, someone will take you to apply for household registration and separate villages after you enter the city gate. If you don't want to settle here, just
Go out through the other city gate and continue walking."
"That is to say, you came just in time. If you came late, there would be no room in Funan County and you would still have to continue walking back."
Mr. Jiang nodded and thanked: "Thank you, sir."
The official who answered the question replied coldly: "Yes."
The several official officials on the other side were obviously different from these people. They held portraits in their hands and looked at the Jiang family and the group of people again and again.
The Jiang family and others were already used to this, after all, they had met him twice on the road.
But I still feel a little sad that the court is too persistent in finding people.
The officials who were looking for people with portraits had no worries about the person they were looking for among them.
After such a long time, the person might have died long ago, so their search was somewhat lax.
An official turned the portrait in his hand towards the Jiang family and his party.
He said: "If you see this person and provide information, you will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins. If you have any information, you can report it to the government."
The portrait was blown by the wind, and then fell down.
A familiar face in the portrait appeared in front of the Jiang family.
Looking at the face that was 80% similar to Ouyang Ming's before his disguise, everyone's eyes widened in shock.
what happened?
This, this, this!!!
Isn’t this Ouyang Ming?!!!
The group's eyes unconsciously glanced at Ouyang Ming's face, and then at the painting.
The officials clearly felt that something was wrong with them, and asked with serious faces: "Have you seen this person?"
In an instant, everyone's minds were racing with countless thoughts.
Should Ouyang Ming be handed over to collect the reward, or should he pretend not to know?
Everyone felt the death stares from those officials, and sweat broke out on their heads.
Mrs. Jiang suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "Oh my God, my dear, look at how handsome the person in this portrait is. My mother used to think you were the most handsome."
After speaking, she looked towards Ouyang Ming who was closest to her, and found that this face really looked like her eldest son.
Ouyang Ming could see that when Old Mrs. Jiang faced him, her mouth was trembling with fear.
It was a lie that he didn't dare to move. Ouyang Ming smiled at Old Mrs. Jiang and supported her, trying his best to hide her trembling body.
Others were also brought back to their senses by Mrs. Jiang's exclamation.
Seeing the old lady's exaggerated acting skills, other people's acting skills also came online instantly.
Mrs. Zhang agreed and said: "Yes, it turns out that there are people who can grow up like this in this world. I always thought that our children are the prettiest."
Jiang Zhiyue also smiled and said: "No, but I still think the fourth uncle is the most handsome son."
The officials were all confused by the behavior of this family. They originally thought they knew the people in the portrait, but they turned out to be a group of ignorant people.
The officials rolled their eyes and dismissed them with disdain: "What a bunch of idiots. There are many people in this world who are more beautiful than your family members. Get out of here!"
The officer yelled something disgusting, and the rest of the people burst into laughter listening to what Mrs. Jiang and the others said.
As expected, they are a group of ignorant people, even a portrait can be shocked like this.
It is said that Crown Prince An himself is a truly handsome and handsome man, and there is no one in the royal family who is better than these idiots.
Mrs. Jiang and the others forced an embarrassed smile, and then walked in quickly.
They couldn't stay here any longer, their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.
Everyone walked into the city with their legs and feet feeling weak, and sure enough, they saw another group of people sitting not far away in front.
There was also a long queue of refugees coming in from outside the city asking about settlement matters.
Old Mrs. Jiang was still being supported by Ouyang Ming. Her legs and feet had been extremely weak. If Ouyang Ming had not been supporting her with all his strength, she would have fallen to the ground at the city gate.
Zhang's, Sun's and others were not much better, everyone helped each other move forward.
As they walked, they had to pay attention to what was happening behind them, for fear that the officials holding the portraits would see something was wrong and arrest them.
Old Mrs. Jiang said with a trembling voice: "I can't do it anymore. My legs are so weak. Xiao Ming, help grandma get in the car quickly."
Ouyang Ming wanted to laugh but was also moved. He obediently helped Mrs. Jiang to the side of the bullock cart and let her sit on it.
Mrs. Jiang sat upright and said, "How about we leave through the other city gate quickly? I always feel uneasy in my heart."
Everyone glanced at Ouyang Ming subconsciously.
Mr. Jiang also glanced at Ouyang Ming and said, "We are in the city asking for news, and then we will leave."
Everyone responded, but couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Ming.
They have many questions in their minds, but now is not the time to ask questions.
It was already the end of Shen Shi, and they had to move quickly if they wanted to leave the city today.
Otherwise, once the city gate is closed, they will have no choice but to go out tomorrow.
But after what happened in front of the city gate just now, they didn't want to stay in the city.
They might still be able to see tomorrow's sun after leaving the city, but in this city, there's no telling which one will come first, accident or tomorrow.
There is a row of beggars sitting not far from the city gate. When they see someone coming in outside the city gate, they will come up and ask if they want to lead the way.
Jiang Zhiyue and the others saw a taller beggar pushing a smaller beggar aside, walked up to a man who had just entered the city, and walked away with that man with a smile.
The little beggar lowered his head in frustration and suddenly saw them. He stepped forward carefully and asked, "Do you need a guide? I am the most familiar with this city. I can take you wherever you want to go.
Just give me a steamed bun."
Jiang Zhiyue looked at the little beggar in tattered clothes and asked calmly: "We want to get some news. If you have any news to tell us, I will still give you steamed buns."
The little beggar's eyes lit up when he heard Jiang Zhiyue's words. He had been guarding in front of the city gate all day long and knew the most news.
"I know, I can tell you the news."
The little beggar Balabala told everything she knew, just because she was afraid that Jiang Zhiyue and the others would not be satisfied.
After speaking, she looked at them eagerly. Jiang Zhiyue nodded with satisfaction, took out a small bunch of copper coins from her arms and put them in the little beggar's hand.
The little beggar was startled by the weight in his hand. He looked down and saw that they were copper plates. There seemed to be dozens of them.
He glanced at Jiang Zhiyue cautiously, and seeing that she had taken it by mistake, he quickly put it in his arms, and then looked around.
The little beggar was basically surrounded by the Jiang family, so no one outside saw Jiang Zhiyue giving the little beggar coins.
Jiang Zhiyue got the news she wanted and left the little beggar.
The little beggar stood there in a daze, unable to recover. He just said some things that everyone knew, and he got so many benefits.
Jiang Zhiyue took two steps forward and saw some people looking at the little beggar.
Her voice was a little loud and she said deliberately harshly: "For what you said, I still want two steamed buns. One of them thinks highly of you."
After saying that, he took a multigrain steamed bun from the bullock cart and threw it to the little beggar with disgust in his eyes.
