The autumn wind is getting more and more chilling. Outside the city of Kuanzhou, by the Shuoshui River, the scenery has turned yellow and decayed. Fresh frost covers the tiles and suddenly invades people.
The river gradually dried up, and the quicksand became frozen hard. Instead, it became lively. Ship traders who could not use human mules began to carry goods back and forth, and the Qiang people also moved frequently.
Autumn in Kuanzhou always makes Zhang Congfeng feel that it is already winter. In addition, the collection of autumn grain has been completed. As soon as the canal team is ready to transport it into Kyoto, he urges Mo Lingfeng to set off - the taxes and grain from the border states are not allowed to enter the vicinity.
From all walks of life, go directly to the Third Division of Kyoto, so that the emperor can hold power in his hands.
On September 20th, Mao hour had just arrived, the stars were hidden and the moon was falling, but the sky was not yet clear, and it became increasingly dark.
The Mo Mansion was silent in the dark night. Lights were lit under the main porch, followed by the stable and the corner door, spreading from the outside to the inside of the mansion. Lights were spread on the ground high above for the servants to run around.
This is a rare lively scene in Mo Mansion.
The boxes and cages were loaded onto the carriage one by one, but it was still not enough. However, the carriage could not hold them indefinitely, so we had to give up.
The dozens of horses pulling the cart were carrying luggage. The driver, the little yellow gate, and the maidservants had to bear an unprecedented burden. They took heavy steps, snorted, white smoke came out of their noses, and complained. They arrived at the front door and formed a long line.
, waiting for the master in the cold wind.
After a long time, the two boys opened the door.
At a few o'clock, the dim lights came out. Mo Qianlan held Mo Lingfeng's hand without saying a word. Zhao Shiheng followed behind, looking very calm because he had finished talking. The big yellow dog followed behind with a slumped look on his face, wagging his tail.
Face, he took the opportunity to step on Zhang Chongfeng beside him several times.
Nanny fell at the end and looked back frequently, feeling very reluctant to leave.
The group of people descended the stone steps and arrived in front of the first carriage. Mo Qianlan knelt down, touched her bun, hugged Mo Lingfeng, and took her whole little body into his arms.
Like a knife twisting, it means frying.
He asked hoarsely: "Is it cold?"
Mo Lingfeng shook his head.
Zhang Chongfeng stood aside and smiled apologetically: "Girl, please get in the carriage. It's a long journey. The canal team is escorted by officers and soldiers, so it will be much safer."
Mo Ling was as motionless as a mountain, and Mo Qianlan refused to let go. Sometimes he was afraid that she would be cold, and sometimes he was afraid that she would be hungry, so he went back and forth endlessly.
Zhang Gongfeng urged Mo Qianlan repeatedly and unpopularly, and Zhao Shiheng stepped forward to pull Mo Qianlan to stand up: "It's not forever. Jiedushi should not be so sad. The girl is young and it makes her sad."
He also told Mo Lingfeng: "Don't be naughty along the way. Outside is no better than at home."
Mo Qianlan let go of Mo Lingfeng and couldn't help but pick up her fine hair on the temples with both hands. She was also shocked to realize that she was still in her early teens and had too many strands of hair to pull it into a bun.
I left home at the age of eighteen and was uneasy and anxious, living in fear. Ah Gu was so young and I didn’t know how sad I was. I didn’t dare to look at him anymore, for fear that I would go to hold the whip, pull the bridle and drive the car, so I only whispered: "Ah
Hey, be patient for a while, and my brother will pick you up."
Mo Lingfeng lowered his head and said "hmm", then turned around and got into the carriage.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Gongfeng went to put the horse stool in person and helped Mo Lingfeng into the carriage. Auntie followed and sat beside Mo Lingfeng.
Yin Bei was pulling Yin Nan to chatter, and when he saw this, he quickly let go of Yin Nan. Yin Nan boldly sat in front of the car, grabbed the driver's whip, and waved it in the air.
With a "snap" sound, the riding whip whipped out in the air with a crisp crack. On the large street outside the Jieduzheng's mansion, the sound was clear and straightforward, and there was another "snap" sound. It didn't look like it was being whipped on a horse.
, but it was slapped on Mo Qianlan.
Little Jiaoer, he picked her up from the ground, raised her in his arms, and held her in his heart. Even if Grandma is gone, what will he have left even if he can live ten thousand years?
This separation made him anxious, and he couldn't help but take a step forward. Zhao Shiheng's hand was firmly on his arm, preventing him from moving rashly.
The carriage had gone far and would soon merge into the blue sky. At this moment, Mo Lingfeng suddenly opened the curtains and stretched out his head. It was not enough, and even his thin shoulders were squeezed out.
, the upper part of his body was leaning out of the carriage, rising and falling in the bumps, his face turned to Mo Qianlan as hard as he could, and he let out a heart-rending roar: "Brother!"
"You must come and pick me up!"
"elder brother!"
Mo Qianlan endured it again and again, until her mouth was filled with blood. She turned back to the house, walked quickly into the study, and sat down slumped.
Grandma is gone.
Mo Lingfeng left.
Zhang Chongfeng's imperial mission met up with the Cao team ten miles outside the south city of Kuanzhou. The Cao team escorted nearly a hundred Taiping cars. They had to go to Jeju first and take the official road to the southeast. When approaching Luoshui, they changed the waterway from the dock.
, until Kyoto.
The canal team transporting troops stood on both sides of the Taiping chariot, with swords and guns standing everywhere, which was intimidating. The grain road escort responsible for restraining the transporting troops first went to the carriage to salute Zhang Gong, said a few words, and set off again.
The Cao team walked in the front, the imperial delegation walked in the middle, and the students rushing for the exam followed behind. The team meandered for more than two miles.
Mo Lingfeng opened the car curtain and couldn't help but look back. After a moment, he turned back to the nanny and said, "Grandma, Wu Jin is behind, and there is Wang Jingha."
Grandma also opened the car curtain and looked back. She saw seventy or eighty people rushing to take the exam behind her. Wu Jin was easy to identify. He was dressed in gray, but his face was whiter. His posture was particularly tall and straight, and there were many people around him.
When someone spoke to him, he would smile slightly and respond, occasionally raising his head to glance at the long queue in front of him.
She turned around and asked Mo Lingfeng: "Who is Wang Jingha?"
"Wang Yunsheng's son, the one with the biggest mouth."
The nanny didn't know who Wang Zhizhou's son was. She only knew that there were more than a dozen rich kids in the team rushing to take the exam just now, all riding horses and accompanied by servants. There was a young man in the middle, his mouth opened and closed.
It's really not small.
Auntie thought to herself: "Zhizhou is also a high official, why did he name his son like this?"
This team traveled day and night. After ten days, they left Jiaxian and arrived at Jeju. The cavalry team knew that there were many bandits at the intersection of Kuanzhou and Jeju. They did not want to stay here, but they just entered Jeju.
It rained heavily.
The rain was extremely heavy, with wet and heavy black clouds pressing directly above the head, and water flowing everywhere like pillars, making it difficult to walk, trapping people and horses, and they could only stop at Heshanguan Station in Heshan County, Jeju.
Heshan County has a vast territory, and a posthouse is also very large. There are 24 rooms, and there are all kinds of places to feed horses and store grain.
, but after entering, it was completely different.
In the hotel, the wood and stone materials are very rough. There is heavy rain outside and light rain inside. Many places are covered with dense cobwebs and dust.
The marquis and guards suddenly saw the large group of people and were at a loss. They could only place the horses and carriages in the rain. The cavalry team pushed the grain carts and placed them in the warehouse. Seeing the water in the warehouse and the roof leaking, they all secretly
He complained and began to lay a second layer of oilcloth on the grain truck.
"Someone help!" the grain transport officer shouted to the students taking shelter in the corridor, "Quick! Don't just stand there!"