In Chenjiazhuang, the lights are brightly lit, illuminating a series of shocked and suspicious faces, and there are unconcealed anxiety. Many people are restless and walking back and forth, but cannot get any answers from others.

The hall is closed, and the atmosphere inside is not much better than outside, which is quite heavy and depressing.

"Can the Yuan governor be rebelled?"

Zhou Hezhi said this and his face turned pale. He failed the exam many times and his life was in a downturn, but he was still optimistic about state affairs. Even if Shi Pojun rebelled, he felt that he would not shake the foundation of the dynasty. At most, it would cause turmoil in the current situation and would be suppressed and wiped out in two years.

But now, if Yuan Wenchang also rebelled, it would be completely different, completely breaking down some of the fantasies in his heart.

Zhou Fencao sneered: "Yuan Wenchang's wolfish man is ambitious and respects his own troops. He has long been rebellious. Being able to endure it until today is nothing more than thinking that the time is not yet ripe."

In Jingxian, his status is very high, only inferior to Chen Sanlang. He has a great reputation, so what he said will naturally not be aimless.

Everyone here, some of the poor psychological endurance, began to lose their minds and murmured: "What should we do if this is the case?"

"What should we do if a large army is hitting an egg like a stone hitting an egg?"

To this day, Zhou Fencao had already made up his mind, slapped the table and bowed, "Young Master, whether to leave or stay, but please give me instructions."

Chen Sanlang sat in the main seat, looked up, and saw everyone's expressions. He sighed secretly: The foundation is shallow, and there are really not many people who can use it. He doesn't think anything about it when he encounters a big problem, but many shortcomings are exposed.

However, the ice is three feet long, and it is not a day's cold. It is rare to find talents. How can it be so easy to get it? Now it is not the time to consider this, so I immediately said firmly: "Don't stay here, leave!"

Hearing this, there was an uproar below.

Zhou Hezhidao: "I have been doing business for so long and I have just improved. I just left like this. Isn't that a pity?"

Chen Sanlang said coldly: "The war is a disaster for thousands of miles. But if a person is there, he can make a comeback."

Zhou Fen Cao replied, "Yes, since you have made a decision, it's time to prepare early and pack up your things and take them away immediately."

Chen Sanlang glanced at everyone's faces and said word by word: "If anyone doesn't want to leave together, I will never force it. There are ships parked outside the Jing River. If you want to follow me, please come."

As he said that, he took the lead.

Time is tight, so there is no need to worry too much, and I don’t even point out where I go. Fortunately, I was prepared early, and many things were prepared early, and I didn’t feel panic at this moment. As for important resources such as money and grain, they had been transported on board and loaded on board.

Zhou Fencao looked at Song Zhiyuan, and Song Zhiyuan smiled bitterly: "Brother Fencao, do you think Song still has a choice?"

The two looked at each other and came out hand in hand.

It was noisy outside and the crowds were running around, which seemed a little messy.

Zhou Fencao paused for a moment and suddenly said, "Brother Song, I originally asked you to do a stable career, but I didn't expect that when things came, I would be displaced again."

Song Zhiyuan sighed: "When today, how can you live a stable life... By the way, where will the young master decide to go?"

Zhou Fencao showed a strange look on his face: "Yongzhou, or Zhongzhou."

Song Zhiyuan touched his chin: "Why don't you go to the capital?"

"The capital city is not allowed to go. It's just a cage. After entering, it's probably difficult to come out again."

Although Song Zhiyuan was unwilling to become an official, he had a deep understanding of the affairs of the officialdom. He nodded and said, "I'm just wandering, afraid I won't last long."

Zhou Fencao smiled and said, "You are so kind. Even if you are a betrayal dog, I will have my company. Besides, I think that the young master is not a thing in the pond, and there must be a long-term plan. If Yuan Wenchang rebelled, you and I would have no choice. In fact, I thought that maybe this would be an opportunity to break and then build. After all, Jingxian County is too small. With Yuan clan in Yangzhou, it is like a mountain pressing on the top of the mountain, and it is difficult to get the opportunity. I always feel that I am controlled by others everywhere, and I will be restricted. Over time, I will lose my spirit and trapped here. The years have passed and I will become a person who has become a person."

After hearing this, Song Zhiyuan was shocked and felt that what Zhou Fencao said was reasonable. If it is not a thing in the pool, but if it is trapped in the pool and cannot escape, it is the thing in the pool. Although he did not have a deep understanding of Chen Sanlang like Zhou Fencao and had a shallow relationship with each other, over the past few days, through his observation of Chenjiazhuang, he could see some clues through the leopard.

Forget it, since he was rescued from Nanyang Prefecture by Zhou Fen Cao Xu Nianniang, his lifeline has been tied to Chen Sanlang and he has no choice.

Outside Chenjiazhuang, at the diversion of the Jing River, eight ships were quietly moored on the water surface.

This boat is several meters long and has a deep draft. It is not an ordinary sailing boat. Each one can carry hundreds of people.

Many people in Chenjiazhuang don’t know when these ships were built and when they came here.

A large number of available resources, including food, money, iron tools, minerals, etc., have been delivered to the ship in a pack of bags and trucks, and then relatives and families. As long as they choose to follow and leave, they are basically safely resettled.

On the first ship, Chen Sanlang, Zhou Fencao and others were both there, and Xu Nianniang and Xu Jun were also there. Xu Nianniang looked calm and didn't talk much, as if there was nothing to worry about in relocation. In fact, in his opinion, leaving Jingxian is not a big deal. He is wandering in his life, and the world is so big that he can't go anywhere.

Zhou Fencao reported: "Li Guangye and other refugees did not follow."

This is not surprising. The refugees have just arrived and have just gained a foothold. Where can they still be willing to continue to flee? It is better to stay in Jingxian County, or have a chance. Most of the local population in Jingxian County hold this idea. The Yuan family does not tolerate Chen Sanlang, but it is impossible to be unable to overcome the common people. There is no need at all. The Yuan family is not a barbarian army, and if they slaughter civilians, it is a matter of losing the hearts of the people.

Chen Sanlang left, I believe he would change the county magistrate soon. Unfortunately, the county magistrate was afraid that he would not be as polite as Chen Sanlang and govern the people and manage the Qingming Festival like Chen Sanlang. But this is not an intolerable problem.

People's hearts are like water, and the water is not fixed, and it is extremely adaptable. It follows the flow, but seeks to survive.

"Some tenants in Chenjiazhuang, as well as some yamen soldiers, are unwilling to leave."

After a pause, Zhou Fencao said again: "Mr. Yang also stayed there. He wrote a letter and asked me to hand it over to you."

Chen Sanlang took it and didn't see it at the first time. Mr. Yang is old and cannot bear the fatigue. It may be better to stay.

He turned his eyes and swept away, falling on Zhou Hezhi's body.

Zhou Hezhi's face turned red and said with a sigh: "My life belongs to the young master. Wherever the young master goes, I will go."

As a chief executive of Chenjiazhuang, Zhou Hezhi devoted all his efforts since the construction of the manor. His deepest feelings for Chenjiazhuang were, and he suddenly wanted to leave, and he was really regretful. But as Chen Sanlang said: If you keep the green mountains there, you will not worry about losing firewood. The powerful enemy's soldiers are coming in full force, and even if Chenjiazhuang is strong, he will definitely not be able to defend it.

Chen Sanlang smiled and said, "He, one day, we will come back." He clapped his hands and issued an order: "Drive the boat."

After saying that, I walked out of the deck and saw the lights on the shore, and many people stood there, watching the boats start and flow away. For a moment, I didn't know how it felt, and waves echoed in my heart.

Suddenly someone shouted: "What a scholar, don't wait for this."

With a strong body, he soared into the air and landed steadily on the deck. It was Xiaoyao Fudao, carrying two huge bags, looking like a snail in a pack shell. When he saw Chen Sanlang, he muttered, "You scholar are so unkind."

Chen Sanlang smiled and said, "I thought you wouldn't bear to leave the view and incense on the mountain."

"Nonsense, you are willing to throw it away from Chenjiazhuang. What is my little view? Anyway, I will follow you and you will be determined."

As he said that, carrying two big bags on his back, he didn't know what it contained, and shook his head: "I'll go find a quiet cabin first, and I'm practicing a good talisman, so I can't waste it."

There was no sign of people in a flash.

Chen Sanlang laughed silently and ignored it. This Taoist priest didn't need to worry at all, and he was very free and easy. Similarly, Ao Qingmei and others didn't have to worry about it. Even if they didn't appear, they must be around. The most worrying thing was that his mother and his family needed some verbal explanations.

But these are all the differences and differences compared to leaving Jingxian. Leaving is not the end, but whereabouts are more important. Because the future is uncertain and unclear, many people choose to stay, and those who follow are basically trustworthy people. From another perspective, it may not be a good thing to wash away the sand.

The water was flowing, and the boats did not start quickly, but slowly, they always opened up a little bit by bit. Chenjiazhuang fell behind and gradually moved away, and the lights and voices became thinner.

Chen Sanlang looked at it firmly, unwilling to go back to the cabin, but just wanted to watch it for a while. Over the years, he has not remembered how many times he has parted in his hometown because of taking the exam or other reasons. But he has never been as strong and ups and downs as tonight.

Therefore, he knew deeply that if he wanted to come back this time, it would probably be many years later.

When the rivers and seas part, they are separated by mountains and rivers several times; when they are pitying the water in their hometown, they send them away.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance came into his nose, but Xu Jun came to his side and held his hand. Chen Sanlang's hand was slightly cool, and was held by the softness, and immediately conveyed some warmth:

"Sanlang, let's just go out for a long trip!"

Chen Sanlang smiled, and didn't feel too sad and sad at all, so he slowly said, "Well, I'm just traveling."

The wind blew up suddenly, urging the sails, and the water flow suddenly became rapid, carrying the ship, riding the wind and waves quickly.

The night sky is lonely and the stars are dim. The eastern sky is faintly white, as if a scorching sun is hidden in it, waiting for an opportunity to burst out!

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