"Young Master, where are we going?"

In the past four or five days, Wang Liu has been following Wang Feng on the road non-stop, accompanied by Ru Ya and a cadre of guards, in addition to himself, there are also Ru Ya and a number of guards, all of them don't know where Wang Feng wants to go, only know that he has been walking south these days.

"I'm tired, young master, where are we going?" Ru Ya, who had been walking behind, said as she knocked on her little foot just now.

Ru Ya originally wanted her to stay in Anqing Mansion according to Wang Feng's meaning, and it was already troublesome for Wang Feng to take a woman, not to mention that Wang Feng also knew that she was Chongzhen's eyes and ears arranged by his side. Therefore, Wang Feng was reluctant to take Ru Ya with him. But Ru Ya had to follow Wang Feng out alive or dead.

"I told you a long time ago that I told you not to come with you, and you still came with you, but now it hurts!" Although Wang Feng didn't care about what he said, he was still careful to squat down and see how Ru Ya was injured.

"Does it hurt?" Wang Feng pinched Ru Ya's little feet, I have to say that this woman's little feet are indeed small and exquisite, and it is even more rare that they are so white. Seeing such fair-skinned little feet Wang Feng felt that his lower body suddenly felt a little strange, could it be that the saying that as long as a woman shows her thighs, a man is impulsive.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Although Ru Ya had a bad impression of Wang Feng, she was a little embarrassed to be stared at by a man like that. So Ru Ya desperately pulled her foot back from Wang Feng's arms.

Wang Feng of modern people didn't notice Ru Ya's embarrassment at all, and it was not a big deal to touch his little feet in modern times, but Wang Feng forgot that he was in the Ming Dynasty, where Cheng Zhu's science was extremely strict. Wang Feng thought that Ru Ya desperately pulled back her foot because she didn't want to serve her by herself, so she desperately pulled her foot into his arms.

"Young Master... Can you put my feet down..."Ruya couldn't stand it anymore and whispered. In fact, the voice was so small that only she could hear it.

"Oh..."Wang Feng was still silent in his white thighs before he came back to his senses.

"I'm sorry... I'm not..."Maybe it was his dishonesty that made Wang Feng stammer.

"It's okay... Young Master..."Ru Ya didn't know what to say at this time.

"Young master, I'm almost in Luoyang City in front, do you want to go into the city. Just when Wang Feng and Ru Ya were embarrassed, Wang Liu just came in to alleviate the embarrassment of the two of them.

"Ru Ya's leg is broken, let's go to Luoyang City to rest!" Wang Feng originally wanted to say that he didn't need to go into the city to bypass Luoyang City directly, but somehow, as soon as he saw Ru Ya, his words about to speak out changed.

Not long ago, Chongzhen's holy decree arrived in Anqing, in the holy decree, Chongzhen in addition to praising Wang Feng, is to require Wang Feng must send troops to suppress the uprising of the displaced people within half a year, generally speaking, a town of soldiers and horses from the date of establishment to send troops to suppress riots, it will take at least a year. Now, due to the rise of displaced people in the north and the ineffective suppression of the officials and troops in Shaanxi, the displaced people have a tendency to spread to the Central Plains and Henan. The Central Plains has always been the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, and Chongzhen will never allow this place to be lost, so he can't care so much, and directly asked Wang Feng to assist the superintendent Hong Chengchou to suppress the displaced people led by Gao Yingxiang within half a year.

Since the day he received the holy decree, Wang Feng has been under pressure, Anqing Town has been in the army for less than a month, and more time is needed for military training, but Wang Feng knows Chongzhen too well, and you have to follow his order. As long as you dare to say such a word. The brocade guards in the capital will arrest you back in no time.

Wang Feng felt the weakness of Anqing Town's military strength and talents, and this time the micro-service went to Henan for only one person - Li Yan.

Li Yan is a native of Qixian County, Henan. Born into a well-to-do landlord's family. Li Yan has been familiar with the way of Confucius and Mencius since he was a child, and he has many good names. Wang Feng couldn't be more honest with this Li Yan, it is no exaggeration to say that the reason why Li Zicheng, a mud leg, was able to hit the city of Beijing one day and sit on the dragon chair, was largely due to the credit of Li Yan, a subordinate strategist, Li Yan was definitely a talent for the army, if it wasn't for Li Zicheng's self-destruction of the Great Wall and killing Li Yan, the Dashun regime would not have become a flash in the pan. Therefore, since the establishment of the Anqing Army, Wang Feng has regarded Li Yan as one of the strategists he wants to recruit.

According to Wang Feng's plan, he should have rushed to Qixian non-stop, after all, Chongzhen had little time left for him. But he would inexplicably order to enter Luoyang, did he really like her?

Luoyang has been the capital since the Zhou Dynasty, and later there are Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Wei, Western Jin Dynasty, etc., all take this place as their own city, so Luoyang is an unusually prosperous city since the Zhou Dynasty. During the Ming Dynasty, Luoyang was greatly developed, so during the Ming Dynasty, the Luoyang vassal kings gathered. Land annexation is strictly zhòng. Here there are King Fu, King Zhou, etc.

"Young master, Luoyang is so big! It's much bigger than our Anqing..." As soon as he entered Luoyang City, Wang Liu looked around.

"Don't be like a country grandma, let's have ambition, isn't it! Big Tiger? Haha..." The big bull on the side teased Wang Liu loudly to the big tiger next to him.

"What!" Wang Liu couldn't help but want to argue.

"Alright, alright! Don't make any noise! We're going to find a place to live. Seeing this, Ru Ya on the side was busy fighting.

"Okay, I'll give Miss Ruya face and don't quarrel with you. ”

Da Niu went downhill, on the one hand, he knew that quarreling was not Wang Liu's opponent, and on the other hand, Ru Ya still had a lot of face among them.

"Young master, young master. This sugar gourd in Luoyang is really delicious. Wang Liu, who had just finished arguing with the big bull, still said in a hanging, not estimating the big bull next to him.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. A few dog-like housekeepers kept pushing away the crowd in front of them.

"Hey, little girl, let the young master let me see how it looks"

"Don't, don't—" The girl kept shaking off the pervert's clutches.

"Haha, haha, the more you struggle, the happier I am, struggle, you scream, no one will save you if you cut your throat. When the man saw the woman's struggle, he kept moving his hands up and down.

"Smack!" the man was laughing when a hand slapped heavily on the man's face.

"Ahh The man covered his face and shouted.

"Shizi, Shizi. "When I saw that my son was beaten like this, they all ran over.

It turned out that Ru Ya happened to encounter this incident when she went to the toilet just now, and Ru Ya, who has always been jealous and hateful, couldn't care about her foot injury, so she rushed up in one breath.

"Eh, this chick looks better, come, tie her back for me, this world has to enjoy it slowly. Haha!"