The luggage in the car just now was turned around in a mess, and a lot of it was thrown on the ground.
Everyone packed up their things and left quickly, fearing that those people would come back and kill him if they didn't think well.
After walking forward for another two-quarters of an hour, everyone finally saw a forest.
They drove the ox cart to the woods, planning to camp here tonight.
After we stopped, we all set up the tents. It was no longer as hot as the previous day. Especially after a burst of rain, it would still be cold just lying outside at night.
A few men set up a tent, and Mrs. Jiang took the other women to start cooking.
Today, those officials took away so much meat. I must turn my grief and anger into appetite and reward myself with a good meal.
Otherwise, I don’t know which one will come first, the accident or the next meal.
When an accident happens, the meat goes into someone else's belly.
Among the two bags Bai Yifeng gave those people, one bag contained grilled steamed buns and sliced meat, and the other bag contained fried scallion pancakes.
Those pancakes were originally intended to be eaten on the road during the day, but they were all taken away by those people.
If you want to eat it, you can only bake it again.
Old Mrs. Jiang used the remaining two chickens and the mushrooms she picked on the mountain that day to cook a large pot of chicken stew with mushrooms. The rice smelled delicious even before it came out of the pot.
In addition, a dish was fried with marinated wolf meat.
Seeing that all the dishes being cooked tonight were meat, Jiang Zhiyue went to the oxcart and brought over two large handfuls of fungus and some wild vegetables, planning to make two pots of cold vegetables.
Smelling the fragrant food, Jiang Zhiyue was satisfied. It would be even better if she ignored Bai Yifeng who kept asking her to help him get things off his face.
"Just help me get rid of it, it's made me lose all my dignity." Bai Yifeng thought of the disgusted looks in the eyes of the officials when they saw him, and just wanted to burst into tears.
Jiang Zhiyue sternly refused without thinking: "No, if those officers and soldiers come back again and see someone in our team with a different face, wouldn't that be a clear indication to others that there is something fishy about us?"
Bai Yifeng put her hands on her hips and refused, "Jiang Zhiyue! You don't mean what you say!"
"As promised, I'll get those people away and you'll help me get that damn thing off my face!"
Jiang Zhiyue said confidently: "But you made us lose a pack of meat and a pack of cakes, so just use this face for a few more days, and I will change it for you to a more handsome one after you get to the next town.
"
Bai Yifeng finally compromised after hearing that he could change his face to a more handsome one.
Everyone laughed as they watched Bai Yifeng being fooled by Jiang Zhiyue.
Bai Yifeng usually looks so smart, so why is he acting stupid now?
Even if he changed his face, would he be as handsome as his own?
But a few days later, everyone was slapped in the face.
With Jiang Zhiyue's skillful hands, Bai Yifeng can really make Bai Yifeng's face look more handsome.
There were too many people in their group, so they divided the food into two portions.
Although the amount of food was large, there were so many of them, and they consumed so much energy every day. In the end, they didn’t even leave any soup, they just soaked the steamed buns and stuffed them into their stomachs.
After dinner, Mrs. Jiang was thinking about the fried pancakes that had been taken away by the officers and soldiers, and planned to bake some more.
At the same time, he also talked about what happened during the day.
Mr. Jiang sat next to Mrs. Jiang, took a puff of cigarette and narrowed his eyes before saying, "I don't know where the prince the court is looking for has gone."
"Prince An is a general who protects the family and the country. I don't know where the prince is now living."
"Hey, the court has been looking for it for so long and still hasn't found it. It should be the worst possible outcome."
Everyone felt a little sorry, feeling that the thief who assassinated Prince An was really not a human being.
Only Jiang Zhiyue and Bai Yifeng glanced at Ouyang Ming with unclear meaning.
Ouyang Ming pretended not to understand anything and asked innocently: "Zhiyue, what do you think I am doing?"
Jiang Zhiyue said calmly: "I was thinking about wiping off the things on your face in two days and giving you a new face."
Ouyang Ming's smile suddenly stopped at the corner of his mouth. Did Zhiyue think he was ugly?
...Although he does look a bit ugly now.
Bai Yifeng looked at how everyone felt sorry for Prince An.
He said: "Don't worry, everyone, maybe they are living well now."
Everyone sighed, it was indeed not their turn to worry about this matter.
After the stars filled the night sky and the night watchers were left behind, everyone dispersed and went back to their tents.
The next day was another sunny day.
After everyone got up, they embarked on their journey south again.
If there are no delays on the way and if we travel faster, we can reach Wu County, the first county in the south, in the evening.
Thinking of arriving in Wu County today, everyone was full of motivation and even took a short break at noon to eat some fried pancakes made last night.
If you get tired from walking, sit on the bullock cart and rest for a while.
Finally, in the evening of that day, I saw the tall city wall of Wu County from a distance.
Mr. Jiang couldn't hide his joy and said: "We finally arrived at the place. If Wu County can take in refugees, we can go directly to the government to register, and finally we can settle down."
The other two old men also answered the conversation cheerfully.
"When we stabilize and buy a few more acres of farmland, life will eventually get better and better."
"Yes, we farmers can only feel at ease when we have land and land in our hands."
Mr. Jiang Kangde's legs and feet were injured when he was young, and his family had no money. In the end, he could only walk on a sloping foot.
Baiwu helped me take a look along the way and said it could still be cured, but it would just take a little longer.
During this period, I was finally able to walk. Although I couldn't walk like a normal person, I could still move freely.
He was now standing with Mr. Jiang and walking forward, feeling that he had finally reached the place. The two old men's legs and feet were extremely nimble.
Everyone was beaming with joy. Although the journey was a bit tiring, they were many times better off than other people who had fled.
But who doesn’t want to settle down?
Everyone quickened their pace and arrived at the open space not far from the city gate before sunset.
But as soon as they got closer, they saw refugees gathering outside the city gate, and everyone fell silent.
Is this the number of people that the government has not yet had time to count, or is it that the government is not allowing entry?
If it's too late today and they haven't had time to count, then they can just wait until tomorrow.
But if it's the second kind...
The people sitting in a crowd outside the city gate heard the sound of the wheels turning, and they all looked this way.
The sun has set lower than the city tower, and the shadows of the trees fall shimmeringly on the Jiang family.
Those sitting outside the city gate couldn't tell exactly how much the Jiang family had brought, but they knew from the sound that there were many carts.
The cart must be filled with grain.
The Jiang family put away their knives before arriving at the city gate, fearing that the officials would think they were not good citizens.
But looking at the looks in those people's eyes, he had no choice but to take out the knife again.
The bright blade refracted the cold light and projected it to the side, causing those who were staring to converge their gazes a little.
But even so, the Jiang family and the others stopped in their tracks.
After retreating a few meters, he stopped.
Ms. Sun lowered her voice and asked, "What's going on? I see that the refugees are all locked up outside the city gate."
Mr. Jiang said: "Let's stop here first. The second, third, and boy Bai Yifeng, you three will follow me to find out the news."
"Okay, here we come."
Jiang Yulai quickly stopped the ox cart, jumped out and walked to Mr. Jiang's side.
Jiang Ming and Bai Yifeng also walked over, and the four of them headed towards the city gate.
The remaining people did not unload anything from the bullock cart. They were all anxiously waiting for Mr. Jiang and the others to inquire about the situation before making a decision.
Jiang Zhiyue looked at Ouyang Ming, who had been following her all the way.
Asked: "What do you think this is going on?"
Ouyang Ming said: "There are too many refugees and the city cannot accept them. Someone must have thought of a way to temporarily stabilize these refugees."
Jiang Zhiyue thought the same thing.
Wu County is the first city on the way south, and many people who choose to go south will definitely make this their first choice.
You can tell by looking at the number of people outside the city gate that many people are indeed making such plans.
Jiang Zhiyue asked again: "Then do you think it's better for us to stay here, or continue to go south?"
Ouyang Ming smiled, his face was obviously pockmarked by Jiang Zhiyue, but his eyes were shining brightly.
"Naturally, they will continue to move south. Although some people in the city have thought of ways to temporarily stabilize these refugees, it is not a long-term solution. The counterattack of the refugees will be even more severe. Even if they enter the city, they will not be much better, so it is still
Leave early."
Jiang Zhiyue nodded and replied, "I'll tell them when they come back."
As soon as she finished speaking, she asked in a low voice: "Did you remember something?"
Ouyang Ming lowered his eyes and glanced at her, and said half-truthfully: "I remembered part of it. It seems that I know a lot about the situation in Wu Dynasty."
All he remembered were things that appeared in intermittent dreams.
In fact, the lost memory has not been recovered yet.
"Then you remember who you are."
After waiting for a moment, Ouyang Ming's deep voice sounded: "Yeah."
Just when Jiang Zhiyue wanted to ask something more but didn't think about how to say it, Mr. Jiang, who had just gone to inquire about the news, came back with three other people.
After returning, everyone quickly surrounded the four of them, asking about the situation over there.
Mr. Jiang pressed his hand to signal everyone to stop.
The four of them talked about what they had just learned.
"I just found out that most of the people outside the city gate come from our prince's fiefdom."
"There are a lot of people outside the city gate. I took a quick look and saw that there were nearly a thousand people. The city couldn't accommodate that many people, so they all stayed outside."
Mrs. Zhang asked: "With so many people, we can't let anyone in. Then are they willing to wait outside?"
Jiang Yulai replied: "This city doesn't mean that everyone is not allowed to enter."
Seeing that everyone was looking over, Jiang Yulai continued: "You can go to the city if you want, but you need to pay ten taels of silver per person. After entering the city, you have to figure out how to settle down, or you will be spotted by a nobleman from the city.
Bring it in, you can get in that way."
"I heard from people outside the city that rich households from the city would come out to give porridge every morning, and they relied on that one meal of porridge every day to survive."
"But more and more people are gathering outside the city, and now the porridge has become clearly visible."
After they finished speaking, Mr. Wang Fugui spoke.
"Ten taels of silver per person! It doesn't matter if you enter the city government office, you need to spend money to find a place to live and buy property. Isn't this a bottomless pit?"
Everyone fell silent again. Normally, two or three taels of silver would be enough for a large family for a year, but now you need to pay ten taels of silver before entering the city gate!
Old Mrs. Jiang pulled Jiang Zhiyue aside and asked her in a low voice: "Good Zhiyue, how much money does our family have left, is it enough for us people to go to the city?"
Most of the money of the Jiang family now belongs to Jiang Zhiyue, and she is in charge of all the money coming in and out, so Mrs. Jiang asked this question.
Of course the money is enough, but Jiang Zhiyue has no intention of settling here.
