The older you live, the more connections you have, and the more aristocratic families you interact with. When you get older, you can't go out to listen to operas. Most of the time, you have to invite the troupe into your home and set up a stage to sing. It would be boring for the old lady to just enjoy it by herself.
It was lively when all the female relatives of ten families came. The same goes for garden gatherings. This kind of old lady with money and leisure simply lives for social interaction. She has long been tired of seeing the faces in the house.
Therefore, whenever she receives fresh and interesting gossip, why is she reluctant to share it with other old sisters?
He Lingchuan shook his head. Dad sent many people to the capital, so Mrs. He would not be the only one to spread the news. The second brother's inference was correct. Dad was trying his best to promote the rumors so that Wang Ting would not have the chance to deny He Lingchuan.
The credit of the family.
On his way to eat, two lightning flashes suddenly rolled across the sky.
It had only been sunny for two days, and the dull thunder returned together with the heavy rain.
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The downpour made it almost impossible to keep one's eyes open, so He Lingchuan wiped the water on his face. In just ten breaths, his underwear and socks were soaked through, and they felt uncomfortable as they stuck to his body.
After dinner, he went to the thatched building, but as soon as he walked out, the scene changed completely.
It was dark all around, and the He family's angry wind lantern had no shadow. Only the occasional flash of lightning in the sky could provide light.
Although it was too dark to see clearly, He Lingchuan was very sure that this was not He Mansion, because the thick weeds in front of him were as tall as a person. If the gardener of He Mansion dared to be so lazy and fishy, he would have been kicked out by Mrs. Ying long ago.
There was mud, sand, water, and grass roots on the ground. He walked one foot deeper and one foot shallower. There was no road ahead, so he could only move forward by picking at the grass.
He Lingchuan glanced back and found that behind him was a huge rock. There were not even a few calamus roots growing on the steep and complete basalt.
There is no way back, we can only go forward.
The young man groped forward and walked out for more than ten feet, when suddenly there was nothing under his feet!
He had been concentrating all the time and only focused on stepping firmly. At this moment, when his left foot suddenly landed in the air, he didn't panic and stepped back.
After pushing aside the grass, He Lingchuan discovered that this was a dead end road.
There is a cliff at the foot, with a drop of seven to eight feet (more than twenty meters) from the ground.
If he stepped on the air and rolled down, he would not necessarily lose his life, but at least he would fall half to death.
He Lingchuan let out a long sigh and wiped off the grass seeds and rainwater all over his face. How did he appear in the barren mountains and wild mountains? With his experience last time, he was not too surprised.
Whenever there is such an inexplicable scene change and the memory is incoherent, it is probably because the broken knife is causing trouble again.
But when this guy dragged him into the dreamland, couldn't he hand him a knife? Even if he could just cut the grass to clear the way, that would be fine.
Now, where does he have to go?
Two blue and white lightning strikes in the sky lit up the world and He Lingchuan's field of vision.
Only then did he realize that there was a large plain below the cliff, with only a few hills here and there. From where he stood, he could already see the mountains at a glance.
The most important thing is that there are people on the plain!
This was a long team, almost passing under the low cliff where He Lingchuan was, less than fifteen feet away from him. From his perspective, the end of the team could not be seen in his field of vision.
Not the military.
There were men and women in the team, and most of them were civilians judging from their clothes. The rich could ride in carriages and horses, but ordinary people could only brave the wind and rain, supporting each other and walking forward.
Most people carried handbags on their shoulders, and the backs of oxen and donkeys were also loaded with household items. Dogs were running around at everyone's feet. He Lingchuan also saw a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, holding her mother's hand tightly and hugging the baby in her arms.
kitten.
Washed by the rain, her little face was pale, making her eyes big and round, full of confusion and at a loss as to what to do.
Is this a team that cannot be escaped?
There are often cavalry rushing back and forth, just like an advancing ant colony, there are always soldier ants busy going back and forth around them.
He Lingchuan was very familiar with the light armor of these cavalry, and he knew they were from the Gale Army at a glance.
This time the Gale Army came out very early.
He Lingchuan thought about it for more than ten seconds and decided to join this team. Otherwise, where else would he go in the barren mountains and wild mountains?
By following the Gale Army, the team at least has a goal, right?
The most important thing is that he has already seen a cavalryman handing over his horse to his companion, running to the edge of the cliff, and starting to climb up using his hands and feet.
It was so dark and the grass was so long that He Lingchuan felt that it was unlikely that he would be discovered. So there was only one reason for the cavalryman to climb the mountain in the rain:
He is a scout, and it is his duty to climb to the highest point to scout for the team.
This also shows that there are pursuers behind the team.
He Lingchuan didn't think any more and quietly climbed down the mountain from the other side, clinging to the solid rocks.
The heavy rain can cover up most movement, and everyone has to lower their heads to look at the road in the dark night. Besides, there are also many people in the team who quietly go out behind the hill to solve the problem of grain reincarnation, and then come back, so he sneaks in easily
The team didn't encounter any trouble.
Who in the fleeing team knows whom?
Even the Gale Army cavalry that passed by him from time to time turned a blind eye to him.
Last time he was discovered as soon as he entered the scene. Just because he was alone in a foreign land, the locals could see through it at a glance; now he is hiding in the sea of people, just like the civilians, how can the cavalry have time to give him a look?
In this way, He Lingchuan followed the team and walked quietly for more than an hour. He also helped people move things along the way, received a few thanks, and took the opportunity to make some roundabout remarks.
The rain on the plains never stops. If you open your mouth at this time, the cold rain will flow into your mouth. But for the sake of his help, this family still explained that they live next to the winery in Weicheng Town.
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The male owner’s surname was Liu, and his daily job was to make wine in the workshop. Since he was the third-largest among his peers in the clan, others simply called him Liu Sanjiu. He fled with his wife and two children, only because the Ba Ling Army had
The offensive was particularly fierce, and Wei City could not be defended. Everyone had to pack up their bunks and flee for their lives overnight, and many of the weak people had no time to clean up.
Fortunately, after only a few hours of walking, the Gale Army came to pick us up, and everyone felt relieved.
So, where is this going?
Liu Sanjiu said that it would be safe if we could go east to Shaqi Pass, which is the territory of Panlong City.
How far is it?
On this plain without any coordinate hints, no one knows.
After following the team for so long, He Lingchuan felt a little heavy, because he knew that this scene probably also happened in history.
Although the Panlong Wasteland is called a wasteland, it is much richer than the later deserts and can support many cities. He remembers that Wei City seems to be several hundred miles west of Panlong City. It has sufficient soldiers and food, and is also facing the enemy.
It persisted under the offensive for nearly twenty years.
What he saw today was probably the scene before Wei City was captured, and it could be regarded as witnessing history.
The most pitiful thing is that this is not the first time that some civilians have left their homes.