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Chapter 293 is late

"It turned out that Mr. Yun was face to face. I waited for my duty. If I offended you, I hope you will forgive me."

After getting Yunjing's affirmative reply, the attitude of the leader relaxed a lot again, put on a smiling face, and signaled the others to put down their weapons, and said, he handed back Yunjing's student status.

However, they did not completely relax their vigilance. After all, they only had a preliminary understanding of Yun Jing's identity, and it was definitely impossible to completely believe it all at once.

And as he said, what is the duty, even if Yun Jing's identity is confirmed, one should still be vigilant.

After receiving the student status, Yun Jing nodded and said, "Understood." After a pause, he continued, "This elder brother knows me?"

"I don't know, but I've heard it mentioned before," the other party shook his head and smiled.

Slightly dumb, Yun Jing asked curiously: "Where did you hear about me?"

"Bao Ze mentioned it occasionally, so I wrote it down. I never expected to meet you here." The other party smiled and didn't say much.

Yun Jingjing nodded, hesitated for a while, and said: "Brother, I would like to ask you, what is your so-called strict interrogation? I have no other meaning, just simply asking, if it is inconvenient, I didn't say anything."

The man frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "Young Master Yun, you are a scholar and Master Li's apprentice, but what I still want to tell you is that you should not inquire about what you shouldn't, so as not to cause trouble for yourself. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that you are a scholar and Master Li's apprentice, just based on this question you asked, we have the right to arrest you or even kill you on the spot!"

"Understood, I made a slip of the tongue," Yun Jing said apologetically.

The other party said with a smile: "Young Master, it's good that you understand. Well, we still have tasks to do, so we won't chat with Young Master Yun. Finally, I advise you to stay away from this place before dawn, and return to the official road at noon to continue on the road. That's all for now, well, we are only on the front line, if you insist on not listening, the people behind will probably not care about your identity, so leave."

After finishing speaking, the man slightly cupped his hands and galloped away with the others.

Seeing them leaving, Yun Jing frowned slightly and looked in the direction they came from. Why did they check the sides of the road so strictly, and even cleared the road?
Is there a big person passing by, or is there important military supplies to be escorted to the front line?

Listening to people's advice to eat enough, no matter what the reason is, Yun Jing has no intention of causing trouble for himself. Although he has the ability and means to find out the reason, he doesn't want to do that.

How can military affairs be trifling?

People can't float, don't just get carried away thinking that you have a little background and methods, and a bunch of things will be done, and then all aspects will look bad...

After such a delay, the sky was already turning white, and it was impossible to sleep. Yunjing hurriedly caught the little rabbit and roasted it for breakfast, then packed up and left before the sky was bright.

He can still listen to the words. If it is someone else, he has his ability. Maybe he will try to figure out the reason to satisfy his curiosity.

Walking on the official road, heading towards Fangjiatun, Yunjing estimated that he would arrive at noon.

He didn't go far, and the tiger that had run away sneaked up behind him.

Yun Jing turned around, waved at it and said, "Go, go, I don't want to look for you, but you took the initiative to follow up, I don't have time to talk to you, go play by yourself"

The tiger didn't leave, looked at Yunjing, and seemed to say how could you do this, and just ignore others?
Yun Jing laughed, and said: "You bastard, you are not afraid of death. There are people coming and going on the official path, and you may be slaughtered at any time. Go, stay away from the official path, and cherish your life. Not everyone is like you." I won't hurt your life like this"

After finishing speaking, ignore it completely and stride away.

One man and one tiger walked ten miles in the morning light, and estimated that they had reached the edge of the tiger's territory. It lingered for a while, but it still couldn't follow it completely. It roared and disappeared into the mountains.

When the fate is over, it will be scattered...

The tiger left, but Yunjing ignored it and continued on his way.

After walking for a few more miles, he vaguely felt the ground shaking slightly. With a sweep of his thoughts, he found hundreds of armored knights riding wildly on the official road behind, rushing into both sides of the road from time to time to check the surroundings.

These hundreds of knights, each with a mid-acquired cultivation base, well-equipped, and horses, once they cooperate, I am afraid that a dozen or so late-acquired warriors will be hacked to death. After all, two fists are no match for four hands. And they also have a sharp weapon such as a bow and crossbow to restrain them remotely.

"It seems that there are really some extraordinary people or things passing by. Otherwise, there would be no such battle. The probability of people is small, and the possibility of important military supplies is greater. It is related to the war, and no mistakes can be tolerated."

With this in mind, Yun Jing glanced back at the official road behind, speeded up, and then wisely left the main road and walked towards the small road leading to Fangjiatun.

Not long after Yunjing left, three waves of hundreds of knights passed through the official road successively. Each wave was about two kilometers apart. From time to time, some people left the army to stay on both sides of the road, and told the people behind to be safe through coded signals.

In the end, a large group of people arrived, and the ox carts stretched for more than ten miles. Each ox cart was tightly wrapped, and it was impossible to know what was being transported.

On both sides of the ox cart transport team that stretched for more than ten miles, there were heavily armed soldiers escorting them every few meters.

Even when the ox cart team was advancing, there were special "engineers" ahead to level the road, as if they were afraid that things on the ox cart would bump into each other.

In this team, there are quite a few hidden innate masters, and there are even many strong ones with true artistic conception!
In order to transport the things on the bullock carts, an extremely large number of manpower and material resources were dispatched.

Although he left the official road early, Yunjing's mind power and sensory range are not small, not on purpose, but he also discovered what the bullock cart was transporting.

Fire-powder, and fire-powder made into weapons!
No wonder there was such a battle. After discovering that what was being transported was what Yun Jing knew, he also probably guessed that this team probably transported only one of them. How and by what means to transport to the front.

"Master is not in this team, and I don't know if this team is under his command, or it's just a logistics team."

Thoughts flickered, Yun Jing reckoned that even if his master Li Qiu was in that team, he would not be able to recognize each other. With that kind of battle, he would probably be killed as soon as he got close.

These gunpowder military supplies are likely to affect the overall situation of the battle. There is no room for mistakes, let alone Yunjing. If the prince wants to run up to do things, it will be a big deal!
After getting away from the official road, Yunjing inquired about the direction of Fangjiatun from the farmers who got up early to work in the fields. After traveling for dozens of miles, he arrived outside Fangjiatun at noon.

This is a village surrounded by mountains and rivers. The scale is not small. At a glance, there are at least a hundred households in this village, and the condition of each household does not look bad.

After all, there are people like Fang Qingyan here. It is not surprising that under his influence, the villagers here live a good life.

In this era, clan relations are more important than any relationship.

Although Fangjiatun looks like an ordinary village, according to Yunjing's observation, many villagers here are not simple, and there are several martial arts practitioners who have developed internal strength in the later days of the day after tomorrow!

After thinking about it for a while, he probably guessed that such a person was a former trusted subordinate who was willing to follow Fang Qingyan's old age, or it might be the welfare given by the dynasty in view of his past contributions.

As he approached Fangjiatun, Yunjing actually heard the sound of reading aloud.

"As expected of Mr. Fang's hometown, there is actually a school in the village"

This can't help but remind Yunjing of his own childhood, if there was a school in Xiaoxi Village, he would not be so entangled in wanting to read and write.

But this kind of thing is not enviable, who made Xiaoxi Village not have any big shots.

Well, when I get old, I also want to set up a school in Xiaoxi Village, so that the young people in the village can have books to read, so that they won’t be blind all their lives, teaching in the school when they have nothing to do. It is also a joy of life, right?

Why wait until you are old, you can do it if you have the ability, this matter can be pondered...

"This young master is being polite. I don't know why you came to our Fangjiatun?"

When Yunjing was thinking about how to set up a school in Xiaoxi Village in the future, an old man with a cow on the side of the road looked at him and asked with a smile.

This old man who herds cattle is what Yunjing felt was a late-acquired martial arts practitioner. He looks seven or eighty years old, and his body is still very strong.

After bowing his hands, Yun Jing said: "This old man is very polite. My student Yun Jing is from Xinlin County, Wangjiang County in the middle of the Yangtze River. I learned that this place is the place where Mr. Fang retires for retirement. I am here to visit you."

The other party was obviously protecting the village, if he didn't explain his purpose, he might be regarded as someone with ulterior motives.

The old man said unexpectedly: "My son is from Jiangzhou, but it's far away."

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. If you can get Mr. Fang to give you some pointers, it will be worth it no matter how far you go," Yun Jing said with a smile.

The old man shook his head: "My son's desire to study is admirable, but you are late."

"Why did the old man say that?" Yun Jing was stunned for a moment and asked.

The old man said: "Young Master, I'm afraid the trip will be in vain. Mr. Fang passed away last year. It is impossible to give advice to you."

Yun Jing didn't expect it to be like this at all, and said in a complicated mood: "Old Fang passed away, what a loss for the country, it's a pity that the younger generation failed to listen to Elder Fang's teachings."

"Everyone is mortal. Mr. Fang has worked hard for the country all his life. He is old and has passed away. It is time to rest in peace. It is a pity that Mr. Fang failed to see the peace of the border war when he passed away. He left with regrets, which is embarrassing. ", the old man shook his head.

After thinking for a while, Yun Jing said: "Old man, the younger generation has no chance to listen to Mr. Fang's teachings. It is because the younger generation does not have that kind of blessing. He finally came here. I wonder if it is possible to visit the old man's family, and then go to burn incense and chat with Mr. Fang. Express your heart?"

"Forgive me, my lord. There is only one young lady in Fang's house now, so it's inconvenient to meet guests. I'll take you to burn incense in front of Fang's grave. What do you think?" the old man hesitated.

Yun Jing understood that it would not be good for him to run away without the male lead, so he nodded and said, "Alright, I will trouble the old man."

Yunjing had thought about this situation, but he wasn't too entangled. It's just that the first learned man he visited didn't go well, which he didn't expect.

Next, Yun Jing, led by the old man, went to the old man's grave to offer incense and worship. The old man helped to prepare the sacrifices. Apparently, people often came to pay respects to the deceased Fang Lao. These sacrifices were always available in the village.

Mr. Fang's grave is just a mound of dirt. It looks shabby, but it is well taken care of.

The reason why it is so shabby is that the old man told Yun Jing that it was Mr. Fang who told him not to waste extravagantly after death. To spend that money, it is better to ask Mr. to teach the children in the village to read a few words. That is what he hopes to see.

Knowing this, Yun Jing admired him.

After worshiping, he could only leave with regrets in the end.

Things in the world are like this, plans can never keep up with changes...

(End of this chapter)