Zhou Ziru was a high and mighty general in the Fish-dragon Gang, but evil people have their own ways to deal with evil people. In front of His Royal Highness, the evil dragon of Beiliang, he was not even a shrimp soldier or crab general. He was so shocked that he was no longer as tactful as before. Fortunately, Vice Captain Zhe Chong, Zhou Xian, had been through ups and downs in the officialdom for a long time, so he still had some composure. He hurriedly pulled his son to kneel down and thank him. Everyone in the world knew that there was a party in Beiliang who would often have outstanding achievements in the future. The general's adopted son, Qi Dangguo, and the richest man in Qingzhou, Lin Quan, were both flag-bearers of the Beiliang cavalry. Being the personal guard of a big shot had the same effect. Huangfu Jin was now very influential in Youzhou. As long as Zhou Ziru became the confidant of the general of Youzhou, Zhou Xian would not worry about his son not being able to bring glory to the family. Hsu Fengnian asked Zhou Ziru to follow him. Zhou Ziru walked as if he was walking on thin ice. Hsu Fengnian asked with a smile, "Is there a gang in Lingzhou called the Fish-dragon Gang that often passes through Tuma Pass?"
Zhou Ziru's heart tightened. With his outstanding memory and extra attention that he could not tell others, he nodded and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, if I remember correctly, the Fish-dragon Gang has passed through Tuma Pass six times. The last time they came out of Tuma Pass was when it was snowing, and they entered Tuma Pass two days after the winter."
Hsu Fengnian nodded and did not comment. This made Zhou Ziru worried. Could it be that the Fish-dragon Gang was involved with the spies of Beimang? Last time, the Fish-dragon Gang overturned their boat in the gutter. After that, for the sake of the Fish-dragon Gang, the Tuma Pass turned a blind eye to many expensive goods entering and leaving Tuma Pass under Zhou Ziru's instructions. In this world, information was blocked. Even if some urgent military information was sent through the courier route, it was possible that it would sink like a stone into the sea, let alone other small news. Xu Fengnian completely fell out with Zhong Hongwu, the Great General of Huaihua, in Longqing Prefecture of Lingzhou Province. It was a big deal and everyone knew about it. However, few people in Youzhou knew about it since it was in the Fish-dragon Gang. The main reason was that Liu Nirong, who took over as the gang leader, never mentioned His Royal Highness. No one in Longqing County dared to gossip about this matter. in the past, it did not matter if they mocked His Royal Highness, but now even Old General Zhong Hongwu, Old General Zhong Hongwu and with with with with him. with him.....
Fortunately, His Highness did not let the father and son of the Zhou family tremble in fear for too long. Before coming out, he said to the two local gangsters of the Tumbling Horse Pass, "I have a friend in the Fish-dragon Gang. Deputy Commander Zhou and Mr. Han, please take care of him in the future."
In the future, His Highness would be so valuable that he would only be inferior to the one sitting on the dragon throne in the capital. Since His Highness had spoken, Zhou Xian and Han Tao naturally agreed.
Deputy General Shi Qiangao of Youzhou would accompany him to the pass, but Li Guiweng did not need to. When he heard that His Highness would give him a precious flower painting from the Southern Tang Monarch, Li Guiweng smiled from ear to ear. It was true that the flower painting was very valuable, but if it was given to him by His Highness, Li Guiweng would have great confidence in the officialdom of Youzhou. When His Highness mentioned the painting, His Highness mentioned the governor of Yanzhi County, Hong Shandong, and said that he heard this person had a good official reputation. Watching the three riders leaving, Li Guiweng stroked his beard and muttered to himself, 'His Excellency doesn't think highly of Hong Shandong or find him an eyesore. As Hong Shandong is the favorite student of the provincial governor of Liangzhou Province and is a prefectural governor himself, Li Guiweng couldn't control him even if he wanted to. However, now that he's favored by His Excellency, Li Guiweng didn't mind doing some icing on the cake. Hong Shandong always intended to be a scholar of classics in Youzhou Province so as to be transferred to the hub of the officialdom of Youzhou Province. However, he had been blocked by the provincial governor of Youzhou Province over these years. Although Li Guiweng was an auxiliary official of the provincial governor, he was not a vassal of the provincial governor. As Li Guiweng had a good relationship with some important officials of Youzhou Province who had the same rank as him, it was possible for him to promote Hong Shandong together with him. Offending the Youzhou Provincial Governor and currying favor with His Royal Highness, which was more important? Li Guiweng, who was a hardcore crop of the Xu family, did not need to think too much about it.
Inside the pass, a young lady was being dragged by a child towards the Tumbling Horse Pass with quick steps. The child with delicate features was still muttering to himself, "Mother, if we don't go faster, Xu gongzi will come out of seclusion."
The young woman, who could be considered outstanding among the women in Rouge County, pursed her lips and hummed. She told herself that she just wanted to tell Young Master Xu that she owed him 200 taels of silver. Most likely, she could pay him back faster as long as she agreed to work for the Jinzhi Weaving Bureau and became a weaver. However, the villagers all say that Lingzhou is rich, but there are many hedonistic sons. There are as many of them as there are hairs on a cow. Especially our Northern Liang's Crown Prince who is the most lecherous. He is currently in Lingzhou as some Lingzhou General. If one of them takes a fancy to her, what should she, a girl who has left her home and has no one to rely on, do? Die? What about Yousong? She also did not know why the Jinzhi Weaving Bureau, which she had never heard of before, took a fancy to her craftsmanship and said that they wanted her to weave clothes. If it were not for the old and kind-looking official of the Weaving Bureau, the young woman, Xu Qing, who had been widowed for many years, would have rejected them.
How could riches and honor compare to the stability of mother and son for a rural woman like her?
In the end, the mother and child did not see Young Master Xu's figure at the deserted city gate. Zhao Yousong had a face of regret and squatted on the ground, sulking. It was unknown whether he blamed his mother for walking too slowly or if he blamed himself for not being strong enough. If he had known earlier, he would have run over himself.
The young woman bent down to pat the child's head and said apologetically in a soft voice, "Yousong, it's mother's fault."
The child was sulking, but he could not bear to make his mother feel guilty. He raised a brilliant smile.
She said softly, "Mother has thought it through. In a few days, I will go to the Weaving Bureau in Lingzhou and return the silver to that Young Master Xu as soon as possible. Mother will hire people to take care of the crops. You can focus on studying in the school. "
Zhao Yousong had a bitter expression and did not know what to say. He wanted to say that he did not want his mother to leave, but he knew better than anyone that once his mother had made up her mind, it was useless to persuade her. In these years, so many mothers-in-law and aunts had come to persuade his mother to remarry, but his mother had not nodded. In reality, he really wanted to gather the courage to tell his mother that if she met someone she liked, then she should just marry. He actually did not mind, as long as his mother was happy. Zhao Yousong stood and looked at the top of the city wall. He muttered to himself, "Mother, why do you think Young Master Xu is going outside the pass?"
Xu Qing shook her head and did not speak.
They simply rode out of the pass on three horses, without any armored cavalry guards. However, Shi Qian Gao was not worried at all. He had the general's retainer Xu Yanbing by his side. Also, on this trip to the gourd, there would be countless scouts along the way. He believed that nothing would go wrong. Moreover, it was said that His Highness was an expert who had killed the King of the Northern Courtyard and the leader of the Rouran Cavalry. Who would dare cause trouble here?
For some reason, Hsu Fengnian stopped his horse. He reined in his horse and turned to look south. Tuma Pass was only a black dot in his field of vision. Hsu Fengnian raised his head, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. The early spring sun was warm. There was no wind or snow, and the world was peaceful and peaceful.
Before he went to Beimang, he had been drinking with Xu Xiao at the top of Mount Qingliang. Under the influence of alcohol, he had impudently said to Xu Xiao, "If you're old, then you're old. Don't sneak around and die."
At the time, Xu Xiao had readily agreed, saying that he had not yet held a grandson and could not bear to die. He had even bragged that he did not want to die and that even the King of Hell did not have the guts to take Xu Xiao's life.
However, Hsu Fengnian could see more than anyone else that Xu Xiao was growing older with each passing day. He was so old that even when the father and son climbed the mountain together, they needed to stop and rest.
Before becoming a father, most young people would find it very difficult to imagine that their father could be old, or that old.
Hsu Fengnian opened his eyes and continued riding north. After all, nearly a hundred thousand Beiliang cavalry who had participated in the Great Reading were waiting for him.
There was a saying that Hsu Fengnian had never said to anyone, and Xu Xiao was no exception.
If Beiliang was trampled by Beimang's hooves one day, then Hsu Fengnian would definitely have died on the border.
If he were to die, he would die north of Xu Xiao's grave.
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