The next day it rained lightly.

Chen Ming did not ride a horse, but went out of the house in a carriage. Liu Wu did not sit with him, but sat in the carriage behind him, a carriage hired by the Chen family from the Chengnan Carriage and Horse Company, and the driver was not very old. It contained a lot of boxes and cloth, which were to be brought back to the Tumenji.

There is a road of one or twenty miles from the county seat to Xinji, and on rainy days, there is rain gear, and Chen Ming will not put the carriage and ride a horse.

Two carriages drove out of Lushan County in a curling manner. Chen Ming leaned his back against the carriage, and it didn't take long for him to feel a little drowsy. The swaying of this two-wheeled carriage is really 'motion sickness'.

In the drizzle, Lushan County looks much bleaker than before, especially except for the east gate, there is almost no trace of pedestrians on the official road. Further northeast, there are no farmers in the fields on either side of the road.

In autumn, there is an autumn rain and a cold, and this is late September, and it will be snowing in the sky in a month at most.

The year 1765 was much colder than the 21st century. A small charcoal stove had been lit in the carriage.

The official road is quite flat, after all, the Qing Dynasty is in the midst of prosperity, and the government will allocate some money and grain every year plus donations to the gentry to repair and maintain the official road.

Chen Ming closed his eyes and didn't care a little more about the official way, what he was thinking about now was how to face his cheap big brother.

Show talent. What if Chen Gang comes to drag the text with him? Chen Ming can't handle it. And from Xinji to Tumenji, the forty-mile road is not something that can be completed today. After Xinji Chen Ming received his eldest brother, he couldn't just set off for Tumenji, right? Lunch must be eaten in Xinji, and when it is time to leave in the afternoon, I don't know if it will continue to rain. 40 miles away, and it takes the smooth block to get home at night.

Thinking about the fact that he had to be with this cheap big brother who was not very close almost all day today, Chen Ming had a headache.

Chen Gang is not handsome, but in the memory inherited by Chen Ming, Chen Gang is really angry. Gao said that Chen Gang was a nerd who studied to death, and he was a little partial and comprehensive, but he didn't make something out of nothing. Such a person should be self-conscious about Lushan's current 'complicated situation', so what kind of 'power' will a scholar who has no place to be ashamed of? Chen Ming was worried that he wouldn't be able to greet him.

This is the last 'bunker' that Chen Ming has to conquer since he crossed over, his half-brother.

But I don't want to know, Chen Ming thinks about Chen Gang so much now, and suddenly finds that he is really too close and too ignorant of this half-brother, I don't know what dishes Chen Gang likes to eat and what tea he drinks, I don't know what Chen Gang is most proud of is the 'Four Books and Five Classics', I don't know Chen Gang's ambition for revenge, Chen Ming's mind can't think of the slightest difference between Chen Gang and the scholar, the most representative image of the Confucian child.

His little brother didn't do as well as he thought he was. In the previous impression, Chen Ming felt that he was just not close to Chen Gang, but now that he looks at it, the so-called 'not close' is a superficial phenomenon, and the real feelings hidden under this mask should be said to be 'indifferent'.

"Alas......" Chen Ming opened his eyes, but his head felt more pain.

There was a small pot of hot water sitting on the stove, Chen Ming opened the camera obsca next to the carriage, took out the water cup and poured half a cup. The warm feeling passed from the water cup to the palm of his hand, which made Chen Ming's worried heart slowly calm down. Why are you so entangled in Chen Gang? This cheap big brother is now a loser in life, and compared to himself, he has no qualifications to catch up. Why are you so entangled?

After traveling through the capital for more than a month, Chen Ming has experienced the tempering of the countryside, and it is purely normal for people to change. Even if Chen Gang felt that the current Chen Ming was different from the previous Chen Ming, Chen Ming felt that he would not think of his cheap brother changing the core.

Chen Ming suddenly felt that he really didn't need to bother too much with Chen Gang. After Chen Gang was trapped, in the Chen family, in Lushan County, he no longer had the strength and potential to threaten Chen Ming.

Suddenly, Lao Sun's voice came from the north of the carriage, "Young master, there are two people in front and two people in the back." ”

Lao Sun's name is Sun Youfu, but he didn't have a trace of happiness in the first half of his life. He is a native of Shandong, and in the twelfth year of Qianlong, the county guard of Jiubai Prefecture in Shandong was flooded, and he fled to Henan with his parents, wife and children. Along the way, Lao Sun's relatives and friends died or dispersed, and when he finally entered the gate of the Chen family, it was already the nineteenth year of Qianlong. Sun Youfu was forty years younger at the time, and the two of them only had a baby son in his early ten years old and a girl who was less than five years old. When he fled from his hometown in Shandong to Henan, Sun Youfu was with six children.

So Sun Youfu didn't have any blessings in the first half of his life. He drove the carriage in the Chen family for 12 years, his wife managed the stove in the Chen family, and his children were not capable, but now they are living peacefully in the Chen family's Zhuangzi.

So don't look at the Chen family's few servants, but the loyalty is definitely unusually high. Such a servant is far more loyal than the little maid that the big families buy from the hands of the people every two years.

Sun Youfu is half a hundred years old, and he has experienced the tempering of family ruin and despair, such a person is very sensitive to some things. Although Sun Youfu has been living a very stable and peaceful life in the Chen family for twelve years, he still quickly sensed that something was wrong today. The two men on horseback followed the carriage at the beginning of the Qili Bridge, and now there were two more men dressed in the same clothes in front of them.

There were four big men sitting on the four horses, bulging at their waists, and there was also a knife hanging under the saddle, although the whole knife was wrapped in a strip of black cloth into 'one', but looking at the width and length of the strip, it was a waist knife at a glance. And all four of them still had wooden sticks in their hands.

Chen Ming was shocked, is this a ticket to be kidnapped? Or is it going to be a robbery? How did a very tender script suddenly turn into a typhoon?

Is it good to leave Qili Bridge and walk half of the way to Xinji...... Forehead. Chen Ming, who got out of the car door, looked around, and there was no one in the drizzle. It's really a good place to kidnap tickets and rob them.

Looking up and looking back, the carriage behind him had already reached his side, and the coachman, who was not very old, was completely wooden. Liu Wu got out of the carriage behind, "Young master." "There was a nervous look on his face.

"Who are you?" Looking at the four big men who were beating horses and approaching, looking at him with a fat sheep's eyes, Chen Ming was not much afraid, but more curious. Who is going to play how? You want to tie up your own ticket? What is their purpose? What is the purpose?

For the sudden change of typhoon, Chen Ming took the wrong script, and Chen Ming was going to be messy in the wind.

The typhoon has always been very 'prosperous and peaceful' before, and this time it jumped to the shadow of the sword?

"Young master, you're done. The old man is desperate today, and he will rush out with you. As Lao Sun spoke, Chen Ming saw that there was an extra sharp sickle in his hand. The scythe resembles a farmer's scythe used for mowing grass, but it is of pure iron and has a rod attached.

"Do you know who I am?" Chen Ming's voice trembled a little, this kind of scene was the first time he had seen it in his previous life and this life. Fear or not, nervousness is a must. The four riders in front of him looked at him with a very determined gaze, and there was a sense of certainty in his eyes. "You know me?" Or have already seen Chen Ming's portrait. Chen Ming asked again.

"Chen Dashao doesn't have to worry about his own life. All we ask for is a bone china recipe! ”