Help!Jiaojiao in the arms of the tyrant is a black lotus

"Appreciate~"

Seeing that the carriage bumped again and was about to sink, Shunzi quickly tightened the reins to stop the horse temporarily, and at the same time bitterly said to the people in the carriage:
"Master, the road to the saltworks is a bit difficult, please bear with me."

The next moment, the car curtain was lifted by a slender jade palm, and a handsome man in black clothes came out from inside: "Get out of the car and walk over."

Shunzi hesitated for a moment: "But this distance is still..." Before the word "far" could be said, the man's cold stare stopped him in an instant.

He jumped out of the carriage, leaving behind a person who was in charge of watching the carriages, and walked behind his prince.

After walking all the way, the road became more and more difficult, Shunzi couldn't help muttering: "After all, I have made so much money, why is the eldest princess unwilling to spend money on road repairs, and I don't know how the salt is sent out on weekdays." ..."

Compared with Shunzi's disgust and bewilderment, Xiao Yinhan, who should be irritable and dissatisfied, has indeed been unexpectedly calm all the way.

In other words, before he came, he already had expectations in his heart.

This place has not changed much from what he saw when he came here.

Xiao Yinhan came to the salt farm today, using the identity of a foreign salt merchant, because he learned that the salt farm had changed hands, so he wanted to discuss business with the new owner.The purpose is to learn about the current situation of the salt field through a false identity.

Even though Shunzi complained all kinds of things in his heart, the prince didn't say anything, no matter how hard it was, he could only swallow it in his stomach.

The further back the road to the salt field, the better. In addition, both of them are martial arts practitioners, so they can persist.

"Look, my lord, there seems to be someone there!"

After walking for almost an hour, he finally saw a figure, and Shunzi couldn't help but get excited.

Seeing Xiao Yinhan nodded in agreement, he immediately ran over: "This old man, ask me the way..."

"Boom~"

However, who would have thought that just as he finished speaking, the person in front of him fell face down on the ground.

Shunzi was startled: "Hey, are you okay?"

While speaking, Xiao Yinhan, who was originally at the side, had already walked to the side, pressed on the unconscious person a few times, frowned and said: "It seems that he is hungry and faint, feed him some water to wake him up."

Shunzi was surprised when he heard this, but he did as his prince said without any hesitation.

Fortunately, the old man was lucky. After feeding him a few sips of water, he woke up in a daze.

"What's wrong with me?" When he spoke, his tone was still weak.

Shunzi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the prince said he was hungry, so he generously handed him the dry food he brought just in case:
"Dad, you fainted from hunger, we saw you. Come on, eat something first, eh, eh, don't worry..."

When the two were talking, Xiao Yinhan stood on the side and looked at him——

The old man's face was old and skinny, and he looked like a refugee.Although the clothes on his body are worn out, he can still see the word "salt" written on them.

and so……

"You are a saltworker in the saltworks." He said, his voice was cold and firm: "The saltworkers don't work in the saltworks, what are they doing here?"

The old man who was wolfing down was startled by the cold voice, only then did he see someone standing behind Shunzi.He was startled, and coughed violently: "Ahem, ahem..."

Shunzi: As expected of his lord, a mere sentence can kill a person!
Muttering in his heart, Shunzi patted the old man on the back: "Don't panic, my master is still a salt merchant, and he comes to the salt field to buy salt..."

With Shunzi fooling around with food and drink, the old man seemed to believe their identities.

And the two of them finally knew why he was here——

"The salt farm has not delivered food for a month, and everyone has no food to eat. I am so hungry that I can't stand the old man, so I want to go out and dig some wild vegetables to cook soup for everyone."

Following his words, I saw a few pitiful wild vegetables in his hand.

"I'm just telling you because of your kindness." The old man leaned on the hillside, his eyes that were numb just now became tense:

"This saltworks has been taken over by that cruel and murderous King Rong. You guys hurry up, be careful that you are being targeted, and your lives are gone!"

At first, Shunzi was a little curious about what the old man was going to say, but when he finished speaking, the hairs all over his body stood up, and he wanted to pounce on him and cover his mouth, telling him to stop talking.

"You hu..."

"Let him speak."

A male voice with no emotions could be heard beside him. He was sad and hot and cold. It was only early spring, and his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

I beg you, don't say a few words!
However, the old salt worker couldn't read his heart, so he said to himself: "...that King Rong even robbed his aunt's salt field, you rich merchants, if he sees it, you have to rob him of all the money. Let's go." Come on, don't come."

"Since King Rong is so terrifying, what will you do after he comes?"

Xiao Yinhan's words made the old man quiet, just when the two thought he would not answer, he suddenly said:
"Come on, come on, big deal, go to death."

In a word, the faces of the two people present changed slightly.

"Wang, Wang..." Shunzi wanted to ask if he should be arrested.

The man on the side said without changing his face: "We are going to the saltworks anyway, if Dad doesn't mind, let us take you back."

The old man froze for a moment, looked at the water bag in his hand, and finally nodded: "Then, thank you..."

Therefore, Shunzi became the one who carried the person back as he wished, and the old man was responsible for guiding the two of them.

Shunzi couldn't help muttering in his heart: Who would have thought that his prince's tolerance for ordinary people was so high.

It would be great if he could have such a good temper in the capital.

The place where the old man dug wild vegetables was not far from the salt field, and the three of them arrived there not long after.

Seeing outsiders coming in, the people in the saltworks were very wary at first, but the attitude of the saltworkers became better when the old man said that they saved him.

The two walked around the salt field, and found that the environment here was more miserable than they had imagined.

Most of the salt workers still live in thatched huts with air leaks everywhere, and the only row of tile-roofed houses is said to be the residence of the managers.

But in the past few days, the manager didn't know where he went.

The old man's neighbor, a young man, learned that Xiao Yinhan was a salt merchant who wanted to do business. Like the old man, he advised him to leave quickly and not to come again.

The fear in his eyes was not fake at all.

Shunzi stood by the side, listening to everyone's slander against his prince again...

Ah, is that slander?

Not really, most of them are quite true.

He didn't know whether to praise this group of people for being "courageous" or to lament that his prince is powerful and his reputation has spread so far.

I just don't know if this group of people will be scared to death on the spot when they know the real identity of the prince.

Thinking of this, he actually had a strange expectation.

"The numbers don't match." A sudden sentence next to him brought him back to his senses in an instant: "My lord, what, what's wrong?"