Fleeing famine with tens of billions of supplies

Chapter 22
Ruan Ruan looked to the side, but found no one.

"Are all messengers in ancient times so tactful?"

She thought for a moment, then followed the route on the drawing.

That's right, after all, there was no Internet in ancient times, and if someone was killed because of sending a letter, the gain would outweigh the loss.

She walked obediently along the route, not noticing that a tall figure with a dark face came out from the shadow in the corner behind her.

"Stupid woman!"

Shen Zhiyun was so angry that he kept snorting coldly.

Seeing how cold and ruthless she was forcing Mrs. Wang's eldest son, he thought she was very capable. How could a broken county magistrate put her in jail after letting her in?
She went in so obediently?

Was she originally such a well-behaved person?
Also, if someone gave her a note, she would just follow the route so obediently?How does she know that the person who gave her the note is not a bad person?

Is she so vigilant?

He stared at her back with an uncertain expression.

Cheng An came out from the corner cautiously, "Well, Duke Du, can this subordinate leave now?"

As soon as he came out of the county magistrate's mansion, his boss grabbed his neck and forced him to draw a map. He felt that the little fugitive he had just investigated was about to disappear again.

Cheng An wanted to cry but had no tears, but he knew the duke's nature well.

After such a thing was said, Duke Du would not only not treat him kindly, but would even doubt his ability.

All he wants now is to leave quickly.

Shen Zhiyun glanced at him condensedly, and let out a cold snort.

"The handwriting is really ugly."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and jumped onto the roof, and walked away.

Cheng An: "..."

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Ruan Ruan followed the map and found their new residence.

It's just that there was a group of people around the door at this time, all pointing at the door, shouting annoyingly.

She frowned and swept away the crowd, only to see a greasy man with a puffy belly, wearing a pile of jewels on his body and hands, pointing at Shen Zhiyun, who fell to the ground and couldn't get up, arrogantly.

"How dare you look at your grandpa with your dirty eyes?"

"Give me a lick!"

He stretched out the filthy shoe and hit Shen Zhiyun's face.

Shen Zhiyun's face was at a loss for a while, then he held his mouth, and cried out aggrieved.

"Mother said that vomit is rubbish, and good children can't eat rubbish."

The greasy-headed man stared, "What kind of bullshit are you crippled there, you! How dare you call your grandpa and me trash? I really don't want to live anymore?!"

He slapped Shen Zhiyun's head with one slap, his fat hands grabbed his hair and turned his face towards him.

"Ho..."

The sound of sucking phlegm came out, which made Ruan Ruan's pupils shrink, and quickly rushed forward to snatch him back.

"tui!"

Yellow phlegm with a strong smell of alcohol was spit on the ground, causing everyone to stay away.

The greasy man saw that the person in his hand was gone, and stared at Ruan Ruan: "Where is the little hoof? How dare you snatch someone from your grandfather!"

Ruan Ruan pulled Shen Zhiyun's arm to help him up, and stared at him coldly, "One bite at a time, grandpa, your family's life expectancy is what you call it."

"Damn it? How dare you talk to your grandfather like that, you little hoof? Do you know who your grandfather is?? Your grandfather, I am Wang Shuo, the son of the royal family in Yanzhou City!"

Wang Shuo was triumphant and puffed out his chest to express his pride.

Ruan Ruan glanced at him, then patted the ashes off Shen Zhiyun's body, "I've never heard of it."

His pride immediately froze on his face.

"You little hoof, do you want to court death?!"

"It's you who is looking for death. If you don't want to die, disappear from my eyes immediately."

"Oh!" Wang Shuo rolled up his sleeves, "Grandpa, I'm going to teach you a lesson today! Let you know who I am, Wang Shuo!"

He put his thumb and index finger in his mouth and whistled, and many people rushed out from the nearby houses and bowed to him in unison.

"Young Master, please order!"

Wang Shuo hummed, and pointed his finger in Ruan Ruan's direction, "Strip off this little hoof's clothes! It's hanging at the gate of Yanzhou City tonight! I can see how she still disrespects grandpa!"

They all looked at Ruan Ruan.

Ruan Ruan glanced at them coldly, and then gently pulled the wheelchair behind Shen Zhiyun over, and put him on it.

She touched his head, "If you are afraid, close your eyes."

Before Shen Zhiyun had time to react, she had already turned around and took out the whip and threw it on the ground with a "slap" sound.

"Someone always rushes over to feed me the whip, that's right."

As a killer, the weapons she is good at are basically everyday things like silver needles, leaves, jewelry, and silver threads, which are not easy to detect, such as whips. Although she has practiced, she is not proficient.

She rarely had the opportunity to do anything when setting up the village, but now that the whip can be put into practice, she is of course happy.

These people who surrounded him were all thugs that Wang Shuo was proud of, but they rushed to the front one by two, but they fell down like tofu.

Some thugs would cleverly dodge the attack, and they were still glad that the whip passed directly towards him as if it had eyes.

Wang Shuo couldn't help shouting: "What sorcery!"

Ruan Ruan chuckled, "A move that will kill you."

She was relaxed and calm, and Wang Shuo was ready to run away with a pale face.

He's a dude, but he's not brainless, who would put his head on his head and let her kill him!
That of course is to go home first, and then make a long-term plan.

He turned dejectedly and was about to run when a hand suddenly stretched out from the crowd and shouted obsequiously: "Young Master Wang, please be safe and don't be impatient!"

Chen Jingfa pushed aside the crowd and came to Wang Shuo's side, with a dog's leg between his brows.

He handed the handkerchief to Wang Shuo, leaned up to him and said, "The people in Wuliang Village are all well-trained because of fleeing from the famine, which made Young Master Wang laugh."

Seeing him, Wang Shuo immediately straightened his back, "This is your man? Heh, I don't know any rules."

"Young Master Wang taught you the lesson."

Chen Jingfa gave Ruan Ruan a look, "What are you still doing in a daze, and you haven't apologized to Master Wang? Do you know who Master Wang is? He is the son of Wang Fu, the owner of the largest Sifang gambling shop in Yanzhou City! Black and white take both. Can you afford to offend you!"

Ruan Ruan's mind flashed through the gambling tables he had been to before. Everyone was accompanied by bounty hunters or well-trained bodyguard killers. The scene was huge, and the numbers fluctuated by hundreds of millions every minute.

It was a place that even she dreaded.

Looking at the greasy Wang Shuo, Ruan Ruan was immediately in awe.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Wang, it was my fault just now, please forgive me, Young Master Wang!"

Chen Jingfa couldn't help being taken aback.

To be honest, he didn't expect Ruan Ruan to be so cooperative.

When he came out just now, he thought it would take a lot of effort.

Contempt flashed across his eyes.

It turns out that she is also a bully.

He bent down and said, "Young Master Wang, I just bought two taels of good tea from my friend, Young Master Wang, come with me to have a look?"

"En." Wang Shuo regained his valiant and high-spirited state, and followed Chen Jingfa away.

Seeing that there was no excitement, the onlookers comforted Ruan Ruan twice, telling him not to care about this dude, and left.

Only Shen Zhiyun.

His teeth were about to be crushed.

(End of this chapter)