Wei and Jin cooks

This time, the imperial court fled with many people, including the concubines in the palace, officials in the court, and the imperial army to protect them. In addition, there were the official family members and nobles who heard the news and followed them to escape from the city.

Therefore, the number of people was large and messy, and it was difficult to collect information. Zhao Ji didn't know that Mr. Chen, who was lagging behind, had been found and brought the Zhao family's tribe with him.

Moreover, Zhao Ji didn't know Ji Ping, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to recognize him if he saw him face to face.

So after Zhao Ji organized good people, Ji Ping also bought food and grass.

Early the next morning, Zhao Ji's men set off first. Ji Ping and the others took the grain and grass, prepared their vehicles again, and escorted the batch of grain and grass away quietly.

They are heading in the same direction, but because the people in front are riding horses, light vehicles are easy to follow, and the speed is very fast. The people behind are a mixture of people, carriages and horses, and some people need to use two legs to catch up and carry baggage, so the speed is much slower.

Not long after setting off, the Zhao family guards who came out to look for people encountered the refugees who were left behind. After asking about them, they found out that they were rescued by Zhao Sanniang.

"The daughter of the Zhao family went to Runan with her son, saying that she wanted to carry the coffin back to her hometown."

When the guards who were sent out to find someone heard this, they immediately sped up and chased him.

But Zhao Hanzhang and the others did not stop more than halfway. Early the next morning, people in the village gathered a pile of food for them and sent them to the entrance of the village.

The old man was still trying his best to persuade him to stay. Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, Zhao Hanzhang still dealt with it as true and refused with gratitude.

She gave the annotations to the Analects of Confucius that she had copied last night to the old man, and sighed: "We encountered insurgents on the road, and we have nothing. We only brought with us a volume of the Analects of Confucius that my grandfather had annotated for Erlang. Fu Dalangjun and I copied it last night. I bought a copy and gave it to my husband as a souvenir."

The old man's eyes were bright, and he took the stack of manuscripts with both hands, trembling with excitement, "This is a treasure, I'm so kind to you, girl. We must take good care of the manuscripts left by our benefactor."

He called his grandson who came to study and asked him to kowtow to thank Zhao Hanzhang.

The other person looked older than Zhao Hanzhang. How could Zhao Hanzhang bear it? She supported him just as he was about to kneel down and saluted the old man repeatedly, "My father-in-law has broken me. We are in a dilemma. Thanks to my father-in-law's helping hand, it's time for me to kowtow." Thank you..."

Fu Tinghan stood aside and watched them worship me and I worship you. After a while, they reluctantly separated.

When he got on his horse, Professor Fu let out a long breath and couldn't help turning his head to look at Zhao Hanzhang, who was riding a horse and walking aside.

Zhao Hanzhang: "What are you looking at?"

Fu Tinghan: "Teacher Zhao at this time is different from the one in the rumors, and he is also different from the one I know."

"What are the rumors about? A fierce and rude tigress that beats colleagues savagely?" Zhao Hanzhang turned around and asked with a smile.

Fu Tinghan thought about it and said, "I thought Teacher Zhao hated dealing with this as much as I did, so I would rather deal with it coldly."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "You can attribute these behaviors of mine to egoistic behaviors."

She said: "In our time, we had money, abilities, and no threats to our lives or survival, so our pursuits could be a little more advanced, and we could choose whether to compromise with the world according to our own moods. Of course, that's not the case. All politeness is false excuses, like just now, am I being hypocritical?”

Fu Tinghan shook his head under her gaze, "Not hypocritical."

Zhao Hanzhang was satisfied. She turned back and glanced at the villagers who were still standing at the entrance of the village watching, with a determined look on her face. "Whether they are sincere or trying to prevent disaster, I will remember the kindness I received today."

Fu Tinghan said: "I asked, this village is called Linan Village. They have a smaller side road to Runan. It saves time and saves a lot of detours than taking the official road."

The group of people soon arrived at the intersection.

Compared with the large and flat official road, this is a path with a meadow in the middle and bare ground where there are ruts on both sides.

There are fields on both sides of the road, and not far away is a low hill. The road goes around the hill, so you can't see where it ends.

On the side is the official road. The small road goes to the northeast, but the official road goes straight to the north. Looking at the map drawn by Fu Tinghan, they have to walk at least a day's journey to the east, and then go eastward for about four weeks. Ten miles later, the official road merged with this path.

According to the villagers, this trail is about 40 miles long.

In other words, they would save at least one day by taking this path.

There is nothing wrong with this trail except that it is small, bumpy, and difficult for cars to walk on. But they only have one ox cart here, and the others are either walking or riding horses, so it is not a big problem.

Moreover, the grassland they walked on was relatively friendly to horse hooves and human hooves, which was just a grievance for Grandpa Zhao.

Zhao Hanzhang dismounted and gave his horse to Wang, who carried the coffin.

Mrs. Wang watched from the horse, feeling sad, lowered her head and started to cry.

Qing Gu held the horse for her, and when she saw this, she hurriedly comforted her: "Madam, please stop crying. Sanniang will feel uncomfortable again if she sees this."

She said: "It will be fine when we return to Runan."

Wang's heart became even more uneasy, and the tears fell more and more fiercely, "It may not be all right. Uncle and the others are uneasy and kind-hearted. Those people in Runan are also very bad-mouthed. We will have to look up to others when we go back."

"Why is it so difficult for us, mother and son, to stay alive?" Ms. Wang raised her tearful eyes and looked at her son, who was riding a horse and walking happily in front of her, and became even more sad. "Although I am not smart, I am not stupid either. His father is even more smart. Linghui, why is he so stupid?"

Qinggu hurriedly motioned for her to keep her voice down, "Sanniang has repeatedly warned us not to say that Erlang is stupid, not even the queen. Erlang will be unhappy if he finds out."

She said: "This has nothing to do with you and your husband. God is fair. If you and your husband are born rich, you will always have to make up for it from other places. So you and your husband will suffer, but the blessings will be there." It should be Sanniang and Erlang."

"Do you think Sanniang is smart and smart, but not as frail and sick as Mr. Langjun? Instead, she is capable of both literary and martial arts. She survived such a big disaster last time, and there was no danger yesterday. It shows how talented our Sanniang is. He is so lucky," Qinggu said, "Erlang is the same, he is stupid, but look at how lucky he is. He was protected by his master in front of him, and now he has his sister and brother-in-law. Look..."

He motioned her to see Fu Tinghan who was walking with Zhao Hanzhang supporting the coffin.

Wang's tears gradually subsided.

Qinggu also looked at Fu Tinghan with a satisfied look on her face, "I would like to say something disrespectful, how many people can there be in the world with a character and appearance like my uncle? The second wife has received so many benefits from our family, not to mention the second prince and the eldest son. , If the eldest master could have even one-tenth of his filial piety, we wouldn’t be here anymore.”

"But the eldest master is an outsider after all, and he is your equal. How much benefit can his filial piety be with you? That's why God specially arranged for you to have an uncle. He is one of your own, he is filial, and you and Sanniang Erlang are the only ones. It’s like having someone to rely on.”

Bu Qu, who was following behind, looked at Fu Tinghan who was holding the coffin and was equally moved. Even Zhao Dian couldn't help but think deeply. If Fu Tinghan was the one in charge of the big house, it would not be impossible to stay in the big house.

See you tonight