The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 183

The news of Geng Qing's departure spread the morning before, and the villagers and neighbors were not surprised. On the morning of his departure, the roads outside the village were full of people.

"Where in Feihu County, how could Da Zhu stay there all the time."

"That's right. I said a few days ago that I would definitely leave, but I didn't know how to come back after this trip."

"The county lord is taking out the bottom of the press box. How old is Doctor Guanglu?"

A group of figures watched enviously, and a well-armed team was standing by the roadside. They were specially sent by Feihu County to escort Geng Qing to Taiyuan in Hedong. General, there is also a second-rank official from the mud leg to the imperial court. This is a big deal, and it will be written in the county chronicle.

After the term of the county magistrate expires, he can still add to his achievements in a glorious way: one day he escorted Dr. Guanglu and Gengqing of Zhuguo to Taiyuan Yunyun.

At this time, all the wine and drinks practiced were placed on the table covered with red cloth. The county magistrate led the officials of Cao and Bu to look at the entrance of the village from a distance. On the other side of the line of sight, the entrance of the village was full of people from the village, and two carriages stopped , Geng Qing helped his mother out of the house, Qiao Niang who was wiping tears behind him, and a large group of women in different dresses were eye-catching wherever they were placed.

The camphor tree rustled in the wind, and the crowded crowd parted. Geng Qing helped his mother to stop in front of the carriage, followed by Qiao Niang and a group of women, looking at him with more or less red eyes .

"This trip is over, and when you are safe, I will send someone to pick you up. It won't be too long, about two or three months. Don't worry, mother, everything is arranged at home, and there is enough food and clothing. If you have nothing to do, just take it Qiao Niang is walking in the village to do her daily routine, and the time will pass quickly."

Wang Jinqiu's temper has become strong recently, but he has never been separated from his son. His temper suddenly became meek, submissive, and nodded with some reluctance.

"You are, at home, my mother can still move and take good care of you. You should take Qiao Niang with you before you get married, and leave her alone at home, a bit lonely."

The woman is old and has lost her wife, and she only said this when she knew the pain of being separated from husband and wife. Over there, Geng Qing also understood this in her heart, but now it is no different than before when she had nothing and could run around with bare feet.

It is not clear what Taiyuan in Hedong is like now, if you move your home rashly, if you want to, it will be difficult to leave by then.

He looked at the little woman next to his mother, Qiao Niang seemed to know what her husband was going to say, she shook her head, boldly held Geng Qing's hand in front of so many people, and took out a small pouch from her bosom. big hands.

Inside is a pinch of blue silk tied with a red thread.

".When my mother was still there, she did this. My mother said that a man is to support the family and will be away all year round. A woman should guard the house well. She can't let her man worry about the outside, but also worry about the house. Qiaoniang is illiterate , I can’t help my husband, I can only guard the house well, serve my mother-in-law well, and don’t let my husband be distracted outside.”

Speaking of this, her voice was choked up, and tears could not stop sliding down.Geng Qing reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pulled the woman into her arms, and comforted her softly in her ear.

"It won't take too long. If you don't like it there, you might come back early. Let's discuss in depth the university questions about adding children to the family."

This is a private conversation in the room, so Qiao Niang understood what it meant, she immediately turned angry like a red cloth, lightly punched her husband, and said something as soft as a mosquito.

"Then Qiaoniang is waiting for your husband."

The group of women who got close didn't understand the meaning of the words, but followed suit, stretching out their hands noisily: "I want my body too!"

"Husband, what about us?"

"I want to hug myself!"

As soon as the 24 people opened their mouths, there was a sudden buzzing sound at the entrance of the vegetable market. The old men, big and small, in the village stared at each other. These women were twisted out alone, and they were all thicker than the thick women with big feet and big butts in the family. I don't know how much it looks good.

There are so many good-looking women, I don't know how Dazhu is so busy to come here.

Over there, Geng Qing didn't put on airs either, and went forward to hug every woman, and even took the opportunity to kiss her, so anxious that Qiao Niang stomped her feet, trying to pull her husband out, but she couldn't squeeze in.

After a while, Geng Qing wiped her red lips, and suddenly hugged Qiao Niang again, hugged her head against her chest, and said in a low voice.

"My husband is leaving, and the family will entrust you to take care of my mother."

The little woman huddled in his arms, hummed softly, mustered up the courage to come out of the man's arms, raised her head to meet the burning gaze, sniffed, and laughed.

"Husband, let's go quickly, don't delay too long, there are still county officials waiting to see them off outside."

"Ah."

Geng Qing nodded, turned around and stepped into the carriage, clasping his hands around: "Fellow folks, the mothers, wives and concubines of Qing's family please take care of them for a while, and I will definitely repay you when I come back later!"

In the crowd, a voice shouted: "Dazhu, don't worry, whoever dares to be unruly, the villagers will beat him to death together!"

Most of the people in the village are relatives. If such a person came out of Gengjia Village, he became a high-ranking official, spread his branches and leaves, and then supported the younger generations in the village. That would be a big family.

Anyone who is a little smart knows that this kind of result is not good for their own future in the eyes, and it would be better to hit him to death.

After all, Dachun is a living example, bragging at the entrance of the village every night, without repeating the same, envious young people in the village, their hearts are flying.

This time when Geng Qing went out, he even picked two or three smart young men from the village to follow. Whether he can live a good life in the future depends entirely on them. Dare to kill people with a knife.

It's hard to say that the county magistrate would still favor the people in his own village. Many people looked at the carriage gradually leaving the village, and they almost had the same thoughts in their hearts.

The carriage creaked up the mountain road, and the villagers followed suit. The county magistrate who had been waiting over there brought a group of officials with drinks and went up to practice. Consciously or unintentionally, he hinted at Taiyuan, and Geng Qing could speak good words for him in front of King Jin .

Afterwards, the yamen servants of the team were recruited and told the other party how to be careful on the road, and then they said goodbye.

The carriage drove out of the crowd and headed southwest. Geng Qing opened the curtain and looked back. On the mountain road in the distance, the villagers, mother, and wife were still standing there waving goodbye to him.

This kind of concern is something he has never had in his later generations.

"Stop in spring."

He stopped Dachun who was driving outside, came out from the inside, jumped onto the mountain road, looked at the blurred figures standing in the distance, arched his hands, bowed and bowed, then he calmed down and drove away.

From Feihu County to Taiyuan, it is nearly [-] miles by official road. If you take a remote mountain road and take a shortcut, it will take about [-] miles. When you fled to Chang'an a few years ago, you took this kind of road. It probably took less than half a month to reach Taiyuan.

"Jiuyu, get on the carriage when you have time, let's play a game of chess?"

Bored on the way, Geng Qing yelled at the eunuch riding outside. The latter rode the green horse, glanced at him, cracked his whip, and ran to the front.

"Go down by yourself."

Soon, the carriage was staggering, and he fell asleep holding the chess piece in a daze. No one called him. After a short rest, he continued to move forward along the dirt road in the mountains.

The sky was getting dark, and the last rain of late spring began.

Across the blue sky of rain, far away in Taiyuan, east of the river, in Prince Jin's mansion, Li Keyong dragged an old man named Gai Yu along for several days, concentrating on the population and planning to preempt Youzhou .

(End of this chapter)