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Halfway up the mountain, there is a small village, which is full of bargaining and laughter of both sides after a successful deal.

A dirt road outside the village, which winds along the mountain into the distance, is parked by several horse-drawn carriages in a row.

Xiao Lin and his men were feeding the horses, and the feed was alfalfa specially provided by Zhiwen, and the horses ate it attentively, snorting with satisfaction from time to time.

These horses began to pull carts for them from Hexi, there were fat and delicious alfalfa, plus Zhiwen fed them some yams from time to time, all the way over, not only did not lose weight, but grew a lot stronger, and the color of the coat began to shine.

Zhiwen sat in the carriage and looked at the looming city in the distance below the mountain, according to Ma Er, it was Puzhou City, and he had already taken a few people to investigate first.

The village next to it will be the last mountain village that Zhiwen and his family passed by before arriving in Puzhou, and if nothing else, the last batch of sheep felt will also be sold out here.

"Brother!"

"Brother Xiaozhi!"

"Brother Zhiwen!"

Nannan, Xiaoying and Niuniu ran out of the village, greeting Zhiwen in their own different ways, and not far behind them was Xiaoying Niang, who followed them, with a smile on her face.

"Brother, you see, our four leather jackets have sold a lot of silver taels." Nan Nan took out a blanket and handed it to Zhiwen.

Zhiwen didn't answer, "You guys keep your own spare flowers, you're about to arrive in the big city." He actually didn't approve of them selling the leather jackets, but everyone thought it would be good to have a sweater to wear, and it would be a waste to wear the leather jacket again, so it would be better to exchange it for money and food.

Starting from Li Zhi, with the sweater, he sold the leather jacket one after another, and the silver was handed back to Zhiwen, no, even Xiaoying Niang and a few of them went to the village to sell the leather jacket today.

Just now, Kewang was still shouting that he was going to sell the bare leather clothes on his body, but he was stopped by Zhiwen, and that thing kept warm second, and more important was protection.

When the dirt road turned back to the official road, the crowd on the road was already endless, there were groups of three or five men, many wearing felt clothes, all of them were sold by Zhiwen all the way, and some people on both sides were still familiar with each other, and they opened their mouths to say hello.

There are long carriages or rickshaws lined up, starting with a tightly covered carriage, which is estimated to be foreign merchants who have made a special trip to Puzhou to sell goods.

There are fewer refugees from Hexi.

I followed the crowd all the way, and I didn't reach the outside of Puzhou until the evening.

Ma Er waited on the side of the road early, and when he saw Zhiwen and them arriving, he greeted him and whispered: "Those who flee are not allowed to enter the city, and the government has designated us to rest there." With that, he pointed to the side of the official road.

It was an area outside the city walls, and there were two small hills, the one near the official road had already built a lot of shacks, and the one farther away had fewer people, only a few shacks were built at the foot of the mountain, and on the whole, the number of refugees was not large.

In this way, their later 2,000 people have become the largest group of refugees outside Puzhou.

Look at Puzhou City again, tall and majestic, the scale is far better than the county town I have seen before, the city walls are covered with bricks, there are soldiers patrolling from time to time behind the female wall, the soldiers at the city gate have helmets, battle jackets, body armor, waist across the sword, holding a spear, and it is not comparable to the few yellow-faced and thin veterans at the gate of the county.

Under the city walls, a straw hut was erected, and the refugees lined up in a long line to the foot of the mountain.

There was a sudden uproar in the soup kitchen, and several servants with pots, under the protection of several others, retreated along the base of the city wall to the city gate, shouting as they went: "The porridge is gone, the porridge is gone!"

When they disappeared at the gates, the soldiers at the gates began to smash the people, and then they also retreated into the city, and the soldiers on the tower stretched out their bows and arrows, pointed their arrows downward, and drank to make the crowd retreat, and with the sound of "squeak, squeak", the gate slowly closed.

Although Puzhou is a state city, there is no moat, and there is no suspension bridge or anything.

The refugees grumbled under their breath, and the line dispersed instantly.

Most of the luxury carriages led by the merchants entered the city, and the rest of the carriages and horses were camped far from the refugees by official roads, or they traveled around the city and went elsewhere.

The men in felt clothes didn't seem to want to enter the city in the first place, and there were no of them at the city gate, so they had already gone along the city wall.

"Big Pillar, Big Ribbon!" Zhiwen shouted in a low voice.

"Here, Brother Zhi!"

"Here, Zhiwen."

"Take someone to get rid of all the people under that mountain first," Zhiwen pointed to the hill farther away, "Don't hurt people's lives." ”

When the city gate was not closed, Zhiwen wanted to do this, but he was afraid of the interference of the officials and soldiers, and at this time he went to pick up people, he didn't believe that the officials and soldiers would stand up for the refugees and open the door to come out.

He planned to get some miscanthus first and start processing the wool, and he didn't want to have idle people waiting for him, and the mountain would belong to them.

There was a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the refugees at the foot of the mountain were driven away by Kewang and Dingguo and their people, and the soldiers on the city wall only stretched out their heads to look, and there was no movement.

The merchants and porters only glanced this way with their heads probed, and went about their business.

Although there are a lot of people in this mountain bag that has been filled with shacks, seeing Zhiwen and them holding weapons, they are fierce and domineering, and no one comes forward to speak.

After a while, seeing that it was almost cleaned up, Zhiwen led people to the foot of the mountain.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Zhiwen called Dr. Sun and Baqian, planning to go into the city to buy medicine.

"Huh? When did you become more interested in buying medicine than I did? Dr. Sun quipped, Baqian had already relayed Zhiwen's rhetoric to him, and knew what Zhiwen was anxious about.

Like Baqian, he trusts Zhiwen a lot, believing that Zhiwen has no selfish intentions, and it is all for their good, but he still doesn't believe in the serious consequences that Zhiwen said.

Zhiwen laughed dryly, knowing that Dr. Sun saw through his thoughts, and he didn't talk.

"At least change your outfit," Dr. Sun said with a smile, "Can we enter the city with our current body?" ”

Zhiwen looked down, although his clothes were not dirty, they were tattered, and it was strange that he could go in.

"Brother, I'm going too." But it was Nan Nan who suddenly jumped out.

"Brother Xiaozhi, is there a lot of food in the city?" After breakfast, Xiaoying swallowed her saliva as she spoke.

Niuniu was silent, but her two eyes also looked at Zhiwen with a stagger.

"Okay, okay, all go, all go." Zhiwen said helplessly.

There was a burst of cheers around him, but Zhiwen added faintly, "You can only go if you have to change your clothes." ”

The faces of Ke Wang, Dingguo, Xiao Lin and the others collapsed, and they didn't have any decent clothes to change.

Later, Sun's father and son were wearing blue Confucian shirts, although they were a little white, but they were okay.

Xiaoying's family of three worked in Zhang's mansion and also had a few clothes to decorate the façade.

Zhiwen and Nannan were naturally wearing clothes made in the county seat before they fled, but fortunately, they were a little big at that time, and now they barely fit.

Niu Niu didn't have any good clothes, but Nan Nan lent him another set of hers.

Dingguo was also wearing Zhiwen's second set of new clothes, and he was excited to prepare to leave.

Zhiwen wants to take Kewang, he is more at ease when he stays here, but Kewang can't wear his clothes anymore, so he can only stay, thinking that with Li Zhi, there shouldn't be anything serious.

The crowd drove the only carriage with a canopy, and deliberately made a circle of roads, and only came to the official road when they were far away from the city gate.

Just look at the refreshing one