Early the next morning, the boy in a short shirt followed his father out of the city and took a bus. Ye Dangting stayed at home with Lin's mother. This trip was no longer a matter of sneaking out to become a monk in the early morning and returning home in despair in the evening.

Beside the caravan

"When my son grows up, he will go on a long journey," Lin's father said, patting Lin Manliu's shoulder.

"Dad, I will definitely go home as soon as possible. You and mother must take care of your health," the boy in a short shirt sobbed as he looked at his father's old face.

"I just said that you have grown up, but you are about to start crying again. How can you show some courage like a man like a girl?" Father Lin said immediately.

Then the boy in a short shirt followed the traveling caravan and gradually moved away from Fengcheng.

...

The journey was going smoothly. Before March, we were about to arrive at Jiannan Rongcheng, the caravan's first replenishment location. All the men on the caravan along the way knew that there was a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old kid in the caravan.

I was carrying my own package and a length of black cloth. I usually walked with the caravans and never took a car. My family owned a pastry shop in Dongcheng.

When the caravan was resting, he would come over to help light fires, boil water, and make food. At night, he would also chat with the men on guard to relieve fatigue. But it was a bit weird during the day. When walking on the mountain road, he would always stretch out his hands to explore the ground, using this

The children of the Lin family said they were exercising, but since they had never traveled far and practiced a lot, they would not be able to keep up with the pace of young and strong men like them.

As the light rain in the early morning gradually subsided, the caravan drove out of the mountain forest. The dense forest was no longer surrounding the mountain road. Suddenly, the field of vision broadened. I saw the towering city wall. The mottled traces represent the vicissitudes of this towering city. There are some flowers that bloom in spring under the city wall.

, the morning dew is either hung on the wall, or dotted on the petals, or embellished on the flowers and grass leaves.

The young man in a short shirt felt very happy when he looked at these little flowers that had just bloomed. This is the outside world. The caravan steward in front not only sighed: "What a dawn to see the red and wet place, the flowers are so heavy in the official city."

The guards of the accompanying caravan echoed. A young man on the top of the city looked at the scene below the city and chuckled slightly with a hint of ridicule. He was about to turn around and leave. Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Man, who was looking around at the end of the caravan.

Sixth, the right hand unconsciously began to deduce formulas, and soon gave up and left.

The caravan found a post station near the city gate and prepared to rest. As soon as everyone sat down, several people who looked like officials suddenly arrived.

"Give way, give way. Give way and avoid doing things in the Yamen." The leader of the officials touched his chubby belly with one hand and pointed at the guests at the post station to scold them. After everyone gave up half of their seats.

He sat down at the table where he had just arrived and had not had time to eat. He almost broke the bench. Then the accompanying officials sat aside and started eating the banquet. The guests who suddenly occupied the seat did not dare to

Speaking out, although the southern territory is dominated by Jianghu sects, normal matters and the handling of political affairs on the surface still belong to the Yanyang Dynasty.

Everyone in the caravan was about to find seats to sit down again, but unexpectedly there was another move from the officer's side. The greasy and fat officer seemed to be eating something unknown and shouted vaguely to the caravan: "It's on the mountain over there.

You country bumpkins who are coming down here, do you know how to behave and serve some good wine to the official? Otherwise, this carriage will not leave Chengdu."

"Master, please wait a moment. I'm going to go find the store and get some wine for you..." The steward of the caravan quickly stood up and bowed his head. After that, he was about to go to the waiter's office at the inn.

"That's right. You can safely bring your caravan into the city to buy goods. I will enforce the law impartially and escort you all to load the goods out of the city..." The official agreed when he saw that the steward knew the ropes.

While talking, I happened to see Lin Manliu in the crowd. Seeing that he was carrying something like a black cloth strip on his back, he pointed at the boy in a short shirt. His outstretched fingers were still stained with grease from the food he had just grabbed and ate, and he said sharply: "Then

What is that little kid carrying on his back? Are you country bumpkins still bringing weapons into the city without permission? The manager had better give me an explanation!"

The caravan manager who was still there was obviously so frightened that he couldn't speak. He had no idea how this official could be so greedy. Even after paying for the drinks, he still wanted to extract real money from the caravan. Short

Seeing this situation, the boy in the shirt unconsciously prepared to grab the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly there were horse hooves on the street, and pedestrians gave way to both sides of the road.

"What explanation do you need? In broad daylight, the city officials robbed people of their livelihood, and even used strong words to seize other people's property to gain money. Is this your impartial law enforcement?" A somewhat neutral voice came from the other side of the street.

, it was the person who was driving the horse, who got closer and closer until the group of officials were no more than five steps away, then he reined up his horse and whipped at the officials' table.

"General Li Li Li..." The officer quickly stood up and prepared to salute.

Before he could salute, another whip was struck at the table, and another voice came from the horse: "Even if you bring weapons into the city, won't the soldiers be inspected at the city gate? Inheriting Taizu's doctrine of the rising sun, I read the knights of the rivers and lakes together.

Defend the enemy until Datong's mountains and rivers are stable. No matter where you come from, you can enter the city with weapons. Only bows, strings and crossbows need to be guarded by the city gate captain. What do you mean by pretending that I don't know? Get out of here."

The fat official immediately ran into the city, and his entourage also hurriedly ran away. Seeing the official escaping into the city, the general on horseback winked at his subordinates, then dismounted and walked towards the caravan. He clasped his fists at the caravan and said, "I am guarding the south of Rongcheng.

"Li Yanhe, I'm sorry for causing you inconvenience just now." The steward quickly responded and said nothing.

Li Yanhe looked at Lin Manliu and said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with bringing weapons into the city, but little brother, please don't think that our Yanyang Dynasty returned the south to Jianghu just to leave the knights to grudges without asking. If

It is not a sword that can defeat everyone, so do not unsheath it at will."

The boy in a short shirt raised his hands to Li Yanhe and thanked him: "Thank you, General Li, for your advice. I understand."

"I guess the seal of the caravan documents has not been stamped yet. Little brother, come with me to get your caravan's transit documents, so that the caravan can travel more conveniently in the future." As Li Yanhe spoke, he looked at the caravan steward, who immediately understood:

"Man Liu, hurry up and follow the general to get the documents."

Li Yanhe didn't say anything to the boy in a short shirt along the way and just led the horse forward. Lin Manliu walked behind him. Li Yanhe looked back at the boy from time to time. After getting the sealed document.

Looking at the flowers and grass beside the city wall, Li Yanhe looked at the young man in a short shirt and said: "Now is not the best season. You have to wait until after August. It will be the most beautiful when there are forty miles of city flowers, surrounded by thousands of hibiscus."

"If you have time then, you can come and see the flowers blooming all over the city."

The young man in short shirt was a little confused by these words and could only nod his head in understanding.

After Lin Manliu left from Rongcheng, Ye Dangting asked Lin's mother to send two letters. One was written to the Guerrilla General's Mansion in Rongcheng: "Fengcheng Eastbound Caravan, his disciple". The other was written to Lu Mansion in Hangzhou.
Chapter completed!