"Brother Song, isn't that Shen Chongming's guy?" Just around Song Qingyang, another scholar pointed at Shen Chongming and said.

"Hehe, you don't know yet, the Shen family sold all the shops and fields, and pooled the money to buy him a place to go to Guozijian to study." As he spoke, Song Qingyang glanced at Shen Chongming, who was surrounded by his family, with disdain. Such a person went to the Guozijian and was kicked out within three months.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this, and one of them deliberately raised his voice and said: "If you don't measure yourself, how can you be stupid to go to the capital?" ”

Shen Chongming, who was listening to his parents' parting advice, frowned and ignored it.

"Guigui, it's time to hit the road." Yu Jinglun looked back at the convoy at the city gate and said. I heard that the prefect said that this is a team transporting tax silver, and at least there is no need to worry about safety when following them to the capital.

"Hmm." Shen Chongming nodded, then tidied up his clothes, knelt respectfully in front of the second elder, and kowtowed; "Daddy, take care."

Song Qingyang, who had agreed to clean up Shen Chongming's name in the Guozijian, looked at the convoy and said, "Brothers, I have taken my leave." "Brother Song, take care all the way."

The person who escorted the tax silver this time was a little strange, Yu Jinglun wanted to show his energy in front of his father-in-law, but he didn't know anyone, and looking at the cold faces of these people, he didn't have the courage to come forward and talk. This time, the brother-in-law followed them north, and it was the prefect who looked for Yinzi's face to help talk.

Waving goodbye, Shen Chongming, who was riding a little donkey, embarked on the trip. Originally, Shen Qing wanted him to ride the old horse at home, but Shen Chongming calculated that the horse material along the way was a big expense, and he didn't know equestrianism, so he insisted on buying a donkey.

Although the donkey is slow, it can keep up with the convoy, and the longer it sits, the more comfortable it becomes. Song Qingyang was riding a horse, originally watching Shen Chongming ride a donkey on the road, and he was very disdainful in his heart. But Song Qingyang, who had been on the road for a long time, felt that the root of his thigh hurt badly, and turned his head to look at Shen Chongming who was following behind him, this guy actually had a leisurely look with his eyes closed, Song Qingyang couldn't help but wonder for a while, stopped and waited for him to follow and wanted to ask what was going on.

"Stop!" The leading soldier raised his arms and shouted, the convoy composed of more than a dozen carts slowly stopped, the soldiers sat on the ground and rested with laughter, and the accompanying firehead army was busy making cooking in pots.

The man's voice was not small, and Shen Chongming, who was far away, only felt that the thunder sounded in his ears, and he woke up suddenly. It was so comfortable to sit on the buttocks of the donkey that I fell asleep.

Looking up at the fiddling of a few fire-headed military pots and pans, Shen Chongming stretched his waist and turned over and got off the donkey, unconsciously it was noon, no wonder what he dreamed of just now was big fish and meat, it turned out to be dinner.

Song Qingyang, who originally wanted to wait for Shen Chongming to come forward and ask him what was going on, saw that this guy was sitting there and took out dry food and water bladders to eat and drink, so he had to get off the horse and walk over with his legs crossed.

"Brother Shen." Song Qingyang said surprisingly politely, looked at Shen Chongming, who was holding a dry cake in his mouth, raised his head, endured the pain at the root of his thigh and smiled: "Don't you feel that your leg hurts?" ”

Looking at the way he crossed his legs, Shen Chongming couldn't help but be happy, he had already noticed that he looked restless, it turned out that he was stuck in his crotch.

He remembered this person, who was the one who scolded him by the river that day, and his disdainful gaze on the way found out to him, and he must have had a bad relationship with himself to a certain extent. At this time, such an expression suddenly appeared in front of him, probably to let himself solve his doubts.

The journey was monotonous and lonely, and Shen Chongming, who had nothing to do, decided to tease him, put down the water bladder, and took away the serious illness in his mouth and smiled; "Hehe, my mount is not ordinary, it is the best donkey that is rare for a thousand years, although the foot strength is slower, but it is more comfortable to ride on it than a soft sedan car."

"The best donkey?" Song Qingyang glanced at the miscellaneous donkey tied to the tree and eating the tender grass with some disbelief.

"Hehe, the so-called people can't be disguised, this looks at the same as donkeys, the real masters are deeply hidden." Seeing that Song Qingyang didn't believe it very much, Shen Chongming flickered.

"That's right." Song Qingyang couldn't help but nodded, it did sound like there was some truth in this.

"Hahaha, you kid is quite good at talking nonsense, what a superb donkey, isn't it just an old-fashioned miscellaneous donkey." The leading soldier walked up to the two of them at some point.

Looking at the person's dress, coupled with his performance along the way, Shen Chongming knew that he was the leader of this group of sergeants, although he didn't know if it was an official, but in line with the principle of courtesy and not blame, he still got up and hugged his fists and said: "My lord." ”

Song Qingyang bowed slightly, for him, associating with these vulgar martial artists was really insulting his identity.

The military man didn't seem to notice, looked at the cake that Shen Chongming had dropped on the ground, and said with a smile; "Boy, how about eating these, go have a drink with your brothers."

To be honest, eating flatbread is cold water, it is really difficult to swallow, and if you can eat a mouthful of hot rice, Shen Chongming can't ask for it, and he doesn't shirk it, so he began to pack up the dry food, took the donkey and followed the military man. Song Qingyang looked at it, took the horse and followed with his legs crossed.

When he arrived at the place, Shen Chongming only felt uncomfortable for a while, and the seven or eight people sitting on the ground looked at him expressionlessly, this kind of look made people feel cold in their hearts.

Murderous? Shen Chongming came up with such a word in his mind for no reason. The more I think about it, the more I feel that these soldiers are not like the future generations, in this era of mountain bandits and constant external troubles, it is a real knife and a real gun, and some murderous spirit is inevitable.

"Sit, young man." The military man pulled Shen Chongming to sit down, directly picked up a wine bowl and handed it to him, looked at Song Qingyang and sat down with him, smiled slightly and ordered someone to pour a bowl of wine and hand it to Song Qingyang.

Song Qingyang didn't answer, and shirked: "Thank you, I never drink alcohol, hehe." ”

The other man on the other side frowned and was about to get angry, but the soldier glared at him and didn't say anything, and drank the wine in the bowl himself.

Shen Chongming watched other people drink like this, and wanted to drink it dry in one gulp, but unexpectedly, the entrance of the liquor coughed violently, and the wine didn't drink much but sprinkled all over the placket of his clothes in the shaking, and even the crotch was also a piece, causing everyone to laugh.

Song Qing beside him frowned slightly and was a little angry, although the relationship between the two was not good, but they were both bachelors, he was embarrassed in front of others now, and he felt that his face was gloomy, and he really shouldn't have come with him just now.

However, other military men looked at Shen Chongming differently, this person was not pretentious, and he was not as disgusting as ordinary scholars.

packed up and got back on the road, and Shen Chongming, who was riding a small donkey, was invited to go side by side with the leading soldiers. "My lord, the waterways in the south of the Yangtze River are well developed, and there are canals leading directly into the city, wouldn't it be better to transport things from Shaoxing to the capital by boat?"

Shen Chongming raised doubts, so many big boxes have to rush to the capital at the current speed, it is impossible to take less than a month, and it is possible to take a boat and take the waterway day and night for a maximum of half a month, this matter is really a little confusing.

"Hehe, little brother has good eyesight, but the secret of heaven must not be revealed, you will know it then." The leading military man sold the pass, and seeing that he didn't want to say it, Shen Chongming didn't want to ask too much, so he had to hum a small tune and continue to move forward. "I have a little donkey and I never ride ......"

"Lord Liu, there is the Shrine Mountain in front." A scout horse in front of him hurried back and pointed to a wooded hill.

Lord Liu nodded, looked at Shen Chongming, who ran to the end again at some point, and ordered with a smile: "Tell the brothers, and take care of that little brother when the fight starts." ”

The shrine mountain is getting closer and closer, and Shen Chongming, who is walking at the end, gradually discovers that something is wrong, the soldiers who were originally loose and saggy, at this time, have a grim expression, holding the handle of the knife one by one, looking like they are facing a great enemy!