Jiaohua
Chapter 697 Let's Talk About Trading
Chapter 697 Let's Talk About Transactions
The morning light gradually emerged outside the window, and the early sun was shining on the earth, Guo Yanchuan was trembling all over, furious.
The same morning light also fell on Youzhou at the same time.
Going north along the Cangjiang River to Youzhou, dozens of villages are desolate and deserted, and there are piles of carrion corpses on both sides of the embankment. With a thousand tilt.
The Yuntian Mountain official road in Youzhou is built entirely on the Yuntian Mountain.
On the other side of the official road is the cliff of Qianren. Under the cliff, there are twenty miles of corpses that have been rushed down by the upper class.
The opposite bank is hundreds of feet away, and there is no human habitation in the ancient forest of Mianshan Mountain. Occasionally, you can see the confluence of the two rivers. The mighty angry river rushes down, stirring up thousands of waves.
After going down the official road of Yuntian Mountain and entering the countryside, wild dogs, wild cats, and flocks of carrion birds became the overlords here.
About thirty miles further north is Youzhou Congxin, the largest city in Youzhou besides Youzhou Mansion.
As the morning light fell, the earth was illuminated with a gleam of light, shining on the thirty heads hanging from the entrance of the post office.
The head was placed in a small wooden basket, which was about to rot, buzzing and flying with many flies.
Zhi Changle put on the mask made by Xia Zhaoyi and ran to inquire, and came back and said that these were the tribes of Emperor Tianding, who were chopped down by Tian Dayao's Huiren camp.
Huiren Camp is one of Tian Dayao's five great generals, led by Lu Dun.
"Tian Dayao's people seem to like to chop off people's heads." Old Tong said beside him.
"To the northeast is Weiping Mansion," Zhi Changle pointed to that side, "It's too miserable, at least half of the people died."
"What about this piece of land?" Xia Zhaoyi asked, "Are there still people in these Zhuangzi?"
"Yes, in Qingxiang Mountain."
Xia Zhaoyi nodded, looked around, and said, "First find a place to stay, and we will go to Qingxiang Mountain after half a day's rest."
Youzhou was in turmoil, so that the posthouses were overcrowded.
I saw a lot of wounded and sick people, and there were many corpses, which were lying on the side of the road, waiting for someone to tidy them up.
Lao Tong and Zhi Changle searched for half a day, but failed to find a decent inn or tea house.
Every room is really dirty and messy, there are all kinds of smells in the room, and it is not a single room, it has to be put together with other people.
Two long benches and a narrow door can be considered a bed.
Old Tong and Zhi Changle discussed it, and when they came back, they told Xia Zhaoyi that they would go to find an empty village nearby, and the empty houses they cleaned up on the spot were cleaner than this one.
As a result, although there were no people in the nearby Zhuangzi, they were full of corpses.
In the end, Lao Tong and Zhi Changle went directly to Qingxiang Mountain.
It was almost the end of time when we arrived at Qingxiang Mountain.
The foot of the mountain was heavily guarded, and the militiamen guarding the mountain entrance did not allow any refugees to approach. When they saw their carriage from a distance, a dozen people came out with big knives in their hands and stopped them.
"Hey!" Old Tong yelled strangely, and lifted the big knife from the side.
Xia Zhaoyi came out to stop him, looked at the militiamen, and said straight to the point: "I'm here to find someone who can talk to you, and I'll tell you what I need."
Ever since she lifted the curtain and appeared, the eyes of the militiamen were all brightened.
Delicate and delicate facial features, white and clean complexion, crystal clear like jade, and a pair of clear and bright eyes with vivid water charm, quite touching.
She has clearly delicate and slightly weak facial features, but her demeanor is cold, and she dare not get too close to her.
"Who are you?" said one of the militiamen.
"The person who negotiates the deal," Xia Zhaoyi said, "to be precise, he is also the person who delivers food to you."
Qingxiang Mountain is very big, sitting on a whole piece of affluent mountain forest in the south of Congxin.
There are three villages at the foot of Qingxiang Mountain. The largest village is named Qingxiang Village after Qingxiang Mountain. It is quite large and has two thousand households.
After Song Zhiyi flooded Weiping Mansion, the vast majority of those who fled went south, and many people also fled from several villages in Qingxiang Mountain.
The water must not flood here, because the terrain is high, but it is hard to say whether the soldiers and horses will come.
Some people fled, but many people chose to stay because of their hometown friendship.
Except for those left behind, villagers from some nearby villages also ran to this side.
When the population can no longer be tolerated, the elected leaders will not allow anyone to come again, including the villagers who originally lived here.
The militiamen took Xia Zhaoyi's words to the ancestral hall in the village.
Zhan Qiye waved his hands as soon as he heard it: "All tricks have come out, no!"
"You can say something like sending food," Mo Wuye snorted, "Let them go!"
The militiaman was not as straightforward as before, hesitated for a while, and described the appearance of the future man.
A white, tender and beautiful young girl, with two burly men with arms as big as a three-year-old's head.
This description made everyone raise their eyebrows.
"Is it really that good-looking?" Mr. Zhan was curious.
"Extremely beautiful!"
"Where's Bishi's big family?"
The historian of Qingxiang Village is famous for producing beauties.
The militiaman scratched his head: "I don't know, they are all pretty, but this girl is whiter than those girls in the Shi family! She shines! She also has a good figure, very tall and straight, and her bearing and appearance are not from ordinary people. , on this point, the Shi family girls are far behind her."
"Let her in!" Baye Zhan said immediately, "Quick!"
Xia Zhaoyi had already sat back in the carriage, and Zhi Changle and Lao Tong each carried a big knife. Although they were sitting loosely and looked indifferent, the two were on high alert and ready to fight at any time.
After waiting for about half an hour, I finally saw the soldier who reported the letter come back.
"The generals let me go, you can go, they are waiting in the ancestral hall in the village."
Old Tong said "Oh" and raised his whip.
"Hey!" The militiamen stretched out their hands to stop them, "get off the carriage!"
"What does it mean to get off the carriage, I don't understand, I can't get off!" Old Tong said arrogantly, and the carriage drove inside.
"Hey!" The militiaman shouted behind him, but he didn't dare to go forward to stop him, because the opponent's appearance was really not easy to provoke.
"Just kidding," Zhi Changle muttered, "Is it okay to leave the carriage to them? When we get back, maybe we'll eat up the carriage and leave us with the wheels."
There are really many people in the village.
The militiamen ran all the way in, and when they ran all the way back, they were aroused with a lot of curiosity, and then saw the carriage driving leisurely towards the village, everyone's eyes followed all the way, and many people followed directly behind.
Lao Tong inquired all the way and went to the ancestral hall in the village.
When the carriage came to a complete stop, Zhi Changle lifted the curtain: "Ali, we're here."
The front of the ancestral hall is wide and there is no high wall, and the eyes of the villagers watching the show are all fixed on the carriage.
A slender girl wearing an azure water-rippling gown stepped out and landed lightly.
In just a few glances, all he could see was the side profile and back with a high nose bridge, as well as the overly white skin.
The crowd immediately began to discuss.
"It's so beautiful! What are you doing here?"
"Didn't you say that outsiders are not allowed in?"
"Who raised the girl?"
"Master Zhan?"
The third update today! ! !I have only caught up with the reward that Sese gave me in early April, and I still owe one. . orz Why am I so slow! ┗|`O′|┛
(End of this chapter)
The morning light gradually emerged outside the window, and the early sun was shining on the earth, Guo Yanchuan was trembling all over, furious.
The same morning light also fell on Youzhou at the same time.
Going north along the Cangjiang River to Youzhou, dozens of villages are desolate and deserted, and there are piles of carrion corpses on both sides of the embankment. With a thousand tilt.
The Yuntian Mountain official road in Youzhou is built entirely on the Yuntian Mountain.
On the other side of the official road is the cliff of Qianren. Under the cliff, there are twenty miles of corpses that have been rushed down by the upper class.
The opposite bank is hundreds of feet away, and there is no human habitation in the ancient forest of Mianshan Mountain. Occasionally, you can see the confluence of the two rivers. The mighty angry river rushes down, stirring up thousands of waves.
After going down the official road of Yuntian Mountain and entering the countryside, wild dogs, wild cats, and flocks of carrion birds became the overlords here.
About thirty miles further north is Youzhou Congxin, the largest city in Youzhou besides Youzhou Mansion.
As the morning light fell, the earth was illuminated with a gleam of light, shining on the thirty heads hanging from the entrance of the post office.
The head was placed in a small wooden basket, which was about to rot, buzzing and flying with many flies.
Zhi Changle put on the mask made by Xia Zhaoyi and ran to inquire, and came back and said that these were the tribes of Emperor Tianding, who were chopped down by Tian Dayao's Huiren camp.
Huiren Camp is one of Tian Dayao's five great generals, led by Lu Dun.
"Tian Dayao's people seem to like to chop off people's heads." Old Tong said beside him.
"To the northeast is Weiping Mansion," Zhi Changle pointed to that side, "It's too miserable, at least half of the people died."
"What about this piece of land?" Xia Zhaoyi asked, "Are there still people in these Zhuangzi?"
"Yes, in Qingxiang Mountain."
Xia Zhaoyi nodded, looked around, and said, "First find a place to stay, and we will go to Qingxiang Mountain after half a day's rest."
Youzhou was in turmoil, so that the posthouses were overcrowded.
I saw a lot of wounded and sick people, and there were many corpses, which were lying on the side of the road, waiting for someone to tidy them up.
Lao Tong and Zhi Changle searched for half a day, but failed to find a decent inn or tea house.
Every room is really dirty and messy, there are all kinds of smells in the room, and it is not a single room, it has to be put together with other people.
Two long benches and a narrow door can be considered a bed.
Old Tong and Zhi Changle discussed it, and when they came back, they told Xia Zhaoyi that they would go to find an empty village nearby, and the empty houses they cleaned up on the spot were cleaner than this one.
As a result, although there were no people in the nearby Zhuangzi, they were full of corpses.
In the end, Lao Tong and Zhi Changle went directly to Qingxiang Mountain.
It was almost the end of time when we arrived at Qingxiang Mountain.
The foot of the mountain was heavily guarded, and the militiamen guarding the mountain entrance did not allow any refugees to approach. When they saw their carriage from a distance, a dozen people came out with big knives in their hands and stopped them.
"Hey!" Old Tong yelled strangely, and lifted the big knife from the side.
Xia Zhaoyi came out to stop him, looked at the militiamen, and said straight to the point: "I'm here to find someone who can talk to you, and I'll tell you what I need."
Ever since she lifted the curtain and appeared, the eyes of the militiamen were all brightened.
Delicate and delicate facial features, white and clean complexion, crystal clear like jade, and a pair of clear and bright eyes with vivid water charm, quite touching.
She has clearly delicate and slightly weak facial features, but her demeanor is cold, and she dare not get too close to her.
"Who are you?" said one of the militiamen.
"The person who negotiates the deal," Xia Zhaoyi said, "to be precise, he is also the person who delivers food to you."
Qingxiang Mountain is very big, sitting on a whole piece of affluent mountain forest in the south of Congxin.
There are three villages at the foot of Qingxiang Mountain. The largest village is named Qingxiang Village after Qingxiang Mountain. It is quite large and has two thousand households.
After Song Zhiyi flooded Weiping Mansion, the vast majority of those who fled went south, and many people also fled from several villages in Qingxiang Mountain.
The water must not flood here, because the terrain is high, but it is hard to say whether the soldiers and horses will come.
Some people fled, but many people chose to stay because of their hometown friendship.
Except for those left behind, villagers from some nearby villages also ran to this side.
When the population can no longer be tolerated, the elected leaders will not allow anyone to come again, including the villagers who originally lived here.
The militiamen took Xia Zhaoyi's words to the ancestral hall in the village.
Zhan Qiye waved his hands as soon as he heard it: "All tricks have come out, no!"
"You can say something like sending food," Mo Wuye snorted, "Let them go!"
The militiaman was not as straightforward as before, hesitated for a while, and described the appearance of the future man.
A white, tender and beautiful young girl, with two burly men with arms as big as a three-year-old's head.
This description made everyone raise their eyebrows.
"Is it really that good-looking?" Mr. Zhan was curious.
"Extremely beautiful!"
"Where's Bishi's big family?"
The historian of Qingxiang Village is famous for producing beauties.
The militiaman scratched his head: "I don't know, they are all pretty, but this girl is whiter than those girls in the Shi family! She shines! She also has a good figure, very tall and straight, and her bearing and appearance are not from ordinary people. , on this point, the Shi family girls are far behind her."
"Let her in!" Baye Zhan said immediately, "Quick!"
Xia Zhaoyi had already sat back in the carriage, and Zhi Changle and Lao Tong each carried a big knife. Although they were sitting loosely and looked indifferent, the two were on high alert and ready to fight at any time.
After waiting for about half an hour, I finally saw the soldier who reported the letter come back.
"The generals let me go, you can go, they are waiting in the ancestral hall in the village."
Old Tong said "Oh" and raised his whip.
"Hey!" The militiamen stretched out their hands to stop them, "get off the carriage!"
"What does it mean to get off the carriage, I don't understand, I can't get off!" Old Tong said arrogantly, and the carriage drove inside.
"Hey!" The militiaman shouted behind him, but he didn't dare to go forward to stop him, because the opponent's appearance was really not easy to provoke.
"Just kidding," Zhi Changle muttered, "Is it okay to leave the carriage to them? When we get back, maybe we'll eat up the carriage and leave us with the wheels."
There are really many people in the village.
The militiamen ran all the way in, and when they ran all the way back, they were aroused with a lot of curiosity, and then saw the carriage driving leisurely towards the village, everyone's eyes followed all the way, and many people followed directly behind.
Lao Tong inquired all the way and went to the ancestral hall in the village.
When the carriage came to a complete stop, Zhi Changle lifted the curtain: "Ali, we're here."
The front of the ancestral hall is wide and there is no high wall, and the eyes of the villagers watching the show are all fixed on the carriage.
A slender girl wearing an azure water-rippling gown stepped out and landed lightly.
In just a few glances, all he could see was the side profile and back with a high nose bridge, as well as the overly white skin.
The crowd immediately began to discuss.
"It's so beautiful! What are you doing here?"
"Didn't you say that outsiders are not allowed in?"
"Who raised the girl?"
"Master Zhan?"
The third update today! ! !I have only caught up with the reward that Sese gave me in early April, and I still owe one. . orz Why am I so slow! ┗|`O′|┛
(End of this chapter)
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