Life master in the last days

Ling Xue found that many people who had fled spontaneously followed Ling Xue's team, hoping to get in touch with the Shen family's escort team.

They didn't follow closely, and there was still a small distance between them and the guards behind them. The road is not Ling Xue's, how can she stop others from walking on it?

Shen Zhen once asked Ling Xue this question: "There are more and more refugees following us. Do we want to drive them away?"

Ling Xue felt that there was no need to expend that effort: "The ones following us now are just some relatively honest refugees. They are also following our team because they are afraid of being robbed. As long as they can't affect us, there is no need to pay attention to them."

"Well, Shen Zhen also knew what Ling Xue meant, so he didn't ask anyone to drive them away. He just ordered people to keep an eye on them to avoid anything happening!"

After walking for a month, they arrived at the boundary of Fucheng. Unfortunately, Fucheng did not allow entry.

Ling Xue was speechless. There was no chaos yet. Why did the prefect of Fucheng refuse to let in?

After a while, Ling Xue knew the reason.

The prefect of Fucheng wants to take this opportunity to collect tolls!

Refugees fleeing must pass through Fucheng. If they don't open the door and let them go, you really won't be able to get through.

The servants clearly marked the price, 2 taels of silver per person.

Is it much?

It's not much, but for ordinary refugees, it's a sky-high price.

If there are ten people in the family, that is twenty taels. With the current consumption level, 2 taels of silver is enough for them to live for a year. How can they afford so much money?

Ling Xue rode a horse with guards and a convoy to the city gate in a mighty manner. The refugees surrounding the city gate stayed far away, so Ling Xue and the others had an unimpeded journey.

The difference in guarding the gate is terrifying. Which army is coming?

Is there going to be a war?

After taking a closer look, they saw that the character on the flag was Shen, and they were a little confused. Which general's surname was Shen?

It's no wonder that the officers admitted their mistake. Ling Xue and the others looked like they were coming from some army, dressed in the same uniform, with tall heads and horses, and flags flying.

As for the convoy and the people behind them, they didn't care. Even if they saw them, they regarded them as supplies for the army and didn't feel strange at all.

Normally ordinary people are not allowed to carry weapons at this time, but there is a mess everywhere and no one cares about it. Of course, even if someone takes care of it, it's not easy for Ling Xue to listen.

Sometimes the front and back ends of a road are the spheres of influence of two parties, and no one can listen to them. Ling Xue simply makes a rule and only listens to her own.

This way it's easier to direct.

The prefect was almost frightened when he heard the officer's report. He almost ran away immediately. Now someone is coming to attack them?

This prefect is not a completely corrupt official. He is usually a little greedy. Now that he sees the troubled times coming, he probably wants to make more money for himself!

The prefect forced himself to direct people to inquire, but was stopped by his concubine.

"Hey, my lord, what time is it now? If you don't run away quickly, do you still want to die for your country?"

The prefect was a little panicked at first, but he was confused when he heard what the concubine said: "Why did I, your master, die for my country?"

The concubine clapped her hands and said excitedly: "Why don't you die for your country? My brother just came from the city gate. He said that the young general who came this time was named Shen. He was riding a tall horse and carrying a sword. He was waiting for you. I'm getting impatient, I'm afraid they're going to come in soon!"

The prefect believed it as soon as he heard it, and he arranged for the concubine's brother to go to the city gate to collect money. He was always smart, and his words were still very credible.

The prefect was anxious and immediately started to pack up his belongings!