Seeing that the carriage jolted again and was about to sink, Shunzi quickly tightened the reins to stop the horse temporarily, and at the same time spoke bitterly to the people in the carriage:
"Sir, the road to the salt field is a bit difficult, please be patient."
The next moment, the car curtain was lifted by a slender, jade-like hand, and a handsome man in black clothes walked out: "Get out of the car and walk over."
Shunzi hesitated for a moment: "But the distance is still..." Before the word "far" came out of his mouth, he was instantly blocked by the man's cold and stern look.
He jumped out of the carriage, leaving behind a person who was responsible for looking after the carriage and horses, and then walked over behind his prince.
Along the way, the road became more and more difficult. Shunzi couldn't help but mutter: "After all, I made so much money, but the eldest princess still refuses to spend money to repair the road. I don't know how the salt is given out on weekdays."
…”
Compared with Shunzi's disgust and confusion, Xiao Yinhan, who should be angry and dissatisfied, was unexpectedly calm all the way.
In other words, he already had expectations in his heart before coming.
This place has not changed much from what he saw when he came here.
Xiao Yinhan came to the salt field today, using the identity of a salt merchant from other places. Because he learned that the salt field had changed owners, he wanted to discuss business with the new owner. The purpose was to use the false identity to understand the current situation of the salt field.
Shunzi stood on the side, listening to everyone's slander against his prince again with despair...
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him faced the ground and fell directly.
Ah, is that considered slander?
"Since King Rong is so terrifying, what will you do after he comes?"
A young man who was a neighbor of the old man learned that Xiao Yinhan was a salt merchant who wanted to do business. Like the old man, he advised him to leave quickly and not come back again.
Shunzi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the prince said he was hungry, so he generously handed him the dry food he had brought with him just in case:
"Dad, you fainted from hunger and we saw you. Come on, eat something first. Hey, hey, don't worry..."
The old man who was devouring his food was startled by the cold voice, and then he saw someone standing behind Shunzi. He was startled and coughed violently: "Cough, cough, cough..."
But these days, the person in charge has gone somewhere.
The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at the water bag in his hand, and finally nodded: "Then, thank you..."
It would be great if I could have such a good temper in the capital.
Shunzi: He is indeed his prince. Just a few words can kill a person!
Muttering in his heart, Shunzi patted the old man's back with his hand: "Dad, don't panic, my master is a salt merchant, and he comes to the salt farm specifically to buy salt..."
"I, what's wrong with me?" When he spoke, his tone was still weak.
"This salt farm has been taken over by King Rong, who has a cruel personality and likes to kill people. You should leave quickly, be careful of being targeted and your life will be lost!"
I beg you, please stop saying a few words!
But the old salt worker couldn't read his thoughts, so he kept saying to himself: "... Then King Rong even robbed his aunt's salt farm, you rich businessmen, if he sees it, you can't rob all the money. Let's go.
Come on, don’t come.”
Fortunately, the old man was lucky. After feeding him some water, he woke up in a daze.
A man's voice with no emotion could be heard next to him. He could only hear his sadness, hot and cold. It was only early spring, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.
One sentence made the expressions of the two people present slightly change.
After walking for almost an hour, Shunzi finally saw a figure and couldn't help but get excited.
The place where the old man dug wild vegetables was not far from the salt field. It didn't take long for the three of them to arrive at the place.
"Dong~"
"Let him speak."
Shunzi was startled: "Hey, are you okay?"
"You are stupid..."
So Shunzi became the one to carry the person as he wished, while the old man was responsible for guiding the two of them.
"I'm telling you because you are kind." The old man leaned on the hillside, his eyes that were numb just now became nervous now:
Following his words, I saw a few pitiful wild vegetables in his hand.
Shunzi was surprised when he heard this, but did as his prince said without any hesitation.
"The salt farm has not sent food for a month, and everyone has no food to eat. Old man, I can't bear the hunger, so I want to go out and dig some wild vegetables to cook soup for everyone."
While he was talking, Xiao Yinhan, who was originally at the side, had already walked to the side, pressed his hands on the unconscious man a few times, frowned and said: "It seems that he is fainting from hunger. Give him some water to wake him up."
Xiao Yinhan's words made the old man quiet down. Just when they thought he wouldn't answer, he suddenly spoke:
"Come on, come on. The worst is, we all will die."
The fear in his eyes was not fake at all.
Shunzi couldn't help but murmur in his heart: Who would have thought that his prince would be so tolerant of ordinary people.
"You are a salt worker in the salt field." He spoke with a cold voice and a firm tone: "If the salt workers don't work in the salt field, what are they doing here?"
And the two of them finally knew why he was here——
The road to the salt field got better as we walked further back, and both of them were martial arts practitioners, so they could persevere.
The old man's face was old, and he was as skinny as a stick. He looked like a refugee. Although the clothes on his body were shabby, you could still see the word "salt" written on them.
"King, king..." Shunzi wanted to say whether he should be arrested.
When the two of them were talking, Xiao Yinhan stood aside and looked at him——
The two walked around the salt field and found that the environment here was more miserable than they imagined.
Most of the salt workers still live in thatched houses with air leakage everywhere. The only row of tiled houses is said to be occupied by the stewards.
so……
The man on the side said calmly: "We are going to the salt field anyway. If dad doesn't mind, let us take you back."
When they saw outsiders coming in, the people in the saltworks were initially very wary. It was not until the old man said that the two of them saved him that the saltworkers' attitude became better.
Shunzi was originally a little curious about what the old man was going to say, but when he finished speaking, the hair on his body stood up, and she wanted to rush forward and cover his mouth to tell him to stop talking.
Even though Shunzi complained in all kinds of ways, the prince did not say anything. No matter how much pain he suffered, he could only swallow it in his stomach.
Seeing Xiao Yinhan nodding in agreement, he immediately ran over: "Dad, please ask for directions..."
After Shunzi gave him food, drinks and some deception, the old man seemed to believe their identities.
"My lord, look, there seems to be someone there!"
Not really, most of them are quite true.
He didn't know whether to praise these people for being "brave" or to sigh that his prince was so powerful that his reputation had spread so far.
I just don’t know if these people will be scared to death on the spot when they find out the prince’s true identity.
Thinking like this, he actually had a strange expectation.
"The number of people doesn't match up." A sudden remark next to him brought him back to his senses instantly: "My lord, tell me, what, what's wrong?"
