Chen Qiuniang kept going, disguised several times, and went all the way north.

In the end, she pretended to be a teenager who went to Cangzhou Mansion to find relatives, begged the owner of a leather caravan, paid some copper coins, and went on the road together.

The caravan also wanted to come and get the leather goods back to the south, and wait for the next autumn to do business. Therefore, the destination will be the sixteen states of Yanyun.

The boss saw that she was knowledgeable, elegant, and talkative, so he agreed to let her go to Cangzhou Mansion with the caravan. In the caravan, she was treated very well, because the boss thought the young man was good, so he let her go with his eldest son, probably because he was anxious about his stupid eldest son, and wanted to be influenced by his stupid eldest son.

The caravan traveled day and night, familiar with the road along the way, avoiding officials and bandits, and after walking for about ten days, it came to Cangzhou, the border of the sixteen states of Yanyun. At that time, Cangzhou Mansion was still considered winter, the weather was cold, and even if there was daylight, there was no strength. The wind was whistling, hitting the body, and it was cold to the bone.

As soon as the caravan arrived at Cangzhou Mansion, it encountered a windy day, and the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun had recently been too much of a check. The caravan boss couldn't enter the sixteen states of Yanyun after several trips, so he simply stopped in Cangzhou Mansion, thinking that he would wait for the weather to be better before making plans.

The owner of the caravan decided to stay, so he found an inn that said to have a Liao background, and rested here. The boss meant that even if the Liao people came to attack, this inn would be absolutely safe. He said to his eldest son, who was going out for the first time: "When Daddy is old in the future, these roads will have to come and go for you, and you must remember them clearly." ”

"The child obeys his father's instruction." The eldest son of the caravan owner respectfully worshipped. The boss sighed, looked at the sky, and waved his hand to let him rest. And he looked at the dark sky, seemed to be saying to Chen Qiuniang, and seemed to be saying to himself: "This is like snowing." ”

"The clouds are dense, the bones are cold, between breaths, there is enough moisture, I am afraid that it will snow in a while." Chen Qiuniang also looked at the sky.

The boss sighed, shook his head, and said slowly: "Life is impermanent, and powerless, and it is becoming more and more difficult to walk all the way, and the ambition of my youth now seems ridiculous." ”

"Why did Boss Li say this?" Chen Qiuniang pulled up her sleeves and rubbed her hands in her sleeves and asked.

"Master Su, I won't tell you, I'm terminally ill, the sun is twilight, and the children are still young. The child is smart, but he is only seven years old, and the eldest son is stupid. This hard-earned family business—" The boss shook his head.

Chen Qiuniang was silent, life is like this, if you work hard all your life, you may not get your wish.

The boss just sighed casually, and didn't mean to talk to Chen Qiuniang. A person like the boss who travels south and north, even if he is about to die, will not be miserable and miserable to people he doesn't know.

Chen Qiuniang looked at the dark sky for a while, and the boss had already stepped into the room. Chen Qiuniang stood under the eaves of the porch, thinking of Zhang Ci. The red lanterns under the eaves of the porch reflected the hazy and miserable surroundings, and after a while, the sky was covered with goose feathers and heavy snow. Huge snowflakes fell, the wind howled around them, and the snowflakes swirled and flew in all directions.

The last time I saw such a big snowflake was in Switzerland. Chen Qiuniang tightened her clothes and walked into the room. The room was a typical kang, and the caravan of seven or eight people gathered around the brazier, and everyone was so preoccupied that they did not speak.

When Boss Li's son saw Chen Qiuniang coming in, he greeted him warmly: "Master Su, sit here." ”

"Li Gongzi is polite." Chen Qiuniang walked over and sat down.

Boss Li's son talked to her, mostly asking Chen Qiuniang where she had walked and what customs she had seen. This Li Gongzi walked the rivers and lakes for the first time, and he was still more interested in the things around him. Chen Qiuniang found that between conversations, the man did not know that his father was about to die.

After talking to Li Gongzi for a while, she chose a corner and slept with clothes. A few of her own packages were put aside, separated from the other people in the Chu River and Han Realm, and she slept all night.

On the second day, the snow fell heavily, and the caravan was still stranded in Cangzhou. Boss Li wore a thick dog skin mattress and went out to inquire about the news. At dusk, Boss Li hurried back, and the people around him asked about the situation, he sighed and said, "The heavy snow has closed the city." In addition, Xiao Zai was assassinated on the Liao side, and now he is making every effort to investigate and prohibit the Central Plains from entering the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Moreover, the Liao people who do business with us have been under guard because they have been in contact with the Central Plains for a long time. ”

"What then? On this spring day this year, it still snowed so heavily in Cangzhou, which has not been seen in a century. Now, I can't go to Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, and if I stay for one more day, I will lose one more day. "There was a middle-aged man who was in a hurry.

Boss Li's face sank, and he immediately said, "Are you losing your temper with me?" ”

The middle-aged man immediately said, "Don't dare, don't dare, I'm too excited, alas, this snowy day." Alas, it's all to blame for the descendants of the Chai family, doing those useless. If you kill a prime minister, can you destroy the Khitan? ”

"Don't talk about state affairs, have you forgotten?" Boss Li shouted in a deep voice.

The man hurriedly silenced, and Boss Li sighed twice into his hand and went into the house. At this moment, a group of people in the lobby talked about how good it was to come here.

Chen Qiu was silent, what she was thinking about now was how to find Chai Yu. If Chai Yu wants to make a comeback, he must be famous. Now, the prestige of the Zhao clan is growing day by day, and many turbulent factors have been swept away, and the common people of the Central Plains can finally cultivate a complete cycle, see the seeds planted to maturity, and harvest them into the granary. Therefore, the people of the Central Plains have a good impression of the Zhao family. They who have been war-torn do not allow anyone to destroy this rare peace and tranquility, and Chai Yu must be justified and supported by the people, even if they do not get the support of the people, they cannot be opposed. And Chen Qiuniang analyzed the front and back shapes, and if Chai Yu wanted to achieve this goal, he could only make a fuss about the Liao people. Because in addition to the pain brought to the people by the wars of those feudal towns, the invasion of the Liao people from time to time is also the deep pain of the people.

Xiao Yanyan's father has been stabbed. Chai Yu used the arrow marked by the Chai family, which is to tell the world that the descendants of the Chai family are still alive and the Chai family is back. Then, it is not enough for Chai Yu to kill only one prime minister of the Liao people, he will definitely take action.

Then, it is likely that he is still in the territory of the Liao.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiuniang couldn't help frowning. Her disguise technique is no problem, but if she wants to enter the territory of the Liao people, she still has lingering palpitations. Because it was a completely unfamiliar nation, Chen Qiuniang had never set foot in the knowledge there.

"Young Master Su, what are you thinking?" Li Gongzi suddenly asked.

Chen Qiuniang smiled lightly and said, "I'm thinking that there is a famous family in this Cangzhou Mansion. ”

"Hey, this kind of place, even if there are famous families, they are all gone." The middle-aged man who had been roasting the fire smiled. This person is an old man in the caravan.

"Yes. Su Gongzi is also a person who travels south and north, why can't he see through this world so clearly? The man with the goatee in the caravan laughed.

Chen Qiuniang just smiled and didn't say much. After that, this spring snow fell for a whole week, and Chen Qiuniang stayed in this place for a whole week. During this period, she also walked out of the inn and walked around the market, personally felt the tense life in the border area, felt the protracted and deep grievances between the Liao people and the Central Plains people, and also saw the prosperity of border trade and the long-term peace and stability that the Liao people and the Central Plains urgently needed.

It was on the sixth day of this week that Chen Qiuniang met an unexpected person on the street. At that time, the cold wind swept large snowflakes, and pedestrians on the road came and went in a hurry. She thought of wandering around the bazaar, so she put on her cloak, asked the shopkeeper for a handh, and went out with her sleeves folded.

Not long after she left the inn door, she saw Jiang Fan coming towards her, wearing a dark purple mink cloak, and the cloak hat was full of snowflakes that had not had time to bounce off. With a sword in his hand, he was hurrying away, dizzying.

Chen Qiuniang paused, wanting to dodge, only to suddenly remember that she was now an extremely ordinary young man's face, and she was wearing men's clothes. Therefore, she still walked slowly, looking at Jiang Fan who was hurrying by. I haven't seen him for three years, Jiang Fan is still a clear and pure teenager, but that face has more calmness and strictness given by the years, and the innocent look of the past has disappeared.

Over the years, Jiang Fan doesn't know what he has experienced? Since he escaped from Bianjing privately, and then went to Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures for a turn, he was characterized as a possible rebel, which brought suspicion to the Jiang family, and after being escorted back to Bianjing, Chen Qiuniang has not seen Jiang Fan again. In the past, when I was in Liuhe Town, I occasionally met Jiang Hang and asked about him. Jiang Hang only said that there was no big problem, and the imperial court needed the Jiang family to fight for it, and besides, Jiang Fan was raised in the mountains and was not familiar with the world, and it was understandable that he ran around, and the imperial court was just acting like a show, not letting Jiang Fan break the rules, not to really punish him.

"And how is he now?" Chen Qiuniang asked Jiang Hang.

Jiang Hang said very calmly: "If you are confined to Bianjing and are not allowed to go out of the city without permission, there will be nothing." ”

"That's good." Chen Qiuniang breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart relaxed. After that, there were many trivial matters, and she didn't remember Jiang Fan anymore. Later, she lived in Fuyun Villa, and the news from the outside world was only those big events, as for the ancient times when the family was like clouds, the Jiang family was really not a big family. Even if the Jiang family is a big family, Jiang Fan's father is not a descendant.

What happened to him? The innocent boy who was cynical in the past had such a look.

Chen Qiuniang thought to herself and passed by him. Jiang Fan, who was in a hurry, suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted, "Hey." ”

Chen Qiuniang paused, Jiang Fan strode over and looked at her carefully, and asked, "This son, I don't know if we have ever met?" ”

"Brother Tai laughed, I think you are very angry." Chen Qiuniang replied with a smile.

Jiang Fan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes." Your face is indeed an eye, but I feel that your eyes are like an old friend. ”

When Jiang Fan said this, he arched his hand and said, "It's abrupt." ”

"Childe is serious." Chen Qiuniang also made a move.

Jiang Fan bowed slightly, beat the snow on the brim of his hat, and said, "If there is still something important in the future, I won't talk to my son." ”

"Please." Chen Qiuniang made a gesture of please. Jiang Fan had already turned around and hurried forward, and his tall figure quickly disappeared into the snowflakes. R1152