In front of the ancient city gate, there were two long processions, and there was no end in sight.

I complained that it was too difficult to travel in ancient times.

Not only pretend to be masters, pretend to eat, clothe, drink, and pretend, but also pretend to be slaves.

Just one vehicle will be discharged far away.

And there are many homes lined up at the door at this time, and they don't move a step for a long time.

Under the oppressive sky, there was heavy snowfall, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

The housekeepers and servants of each house frequently went back and forth between the city gates and the procession, and their hats would turn white in a short time.

On weekdays, these people have a bit of face when they walk outside with the light of their master, but at this time, they are hunched up one by one, regardless of the image, and their hands are inserted into the warm sleeves, so cold that they want to form a ball.

only ran back and forth, and in order to ask for a quasi-letter, his nose was frozen.

Song Fusheng has also been in line for half an hour, and the water bladder used as a hot water bottle in his hand has long been cold.

Today's weather, in Mrs. Ma's words, is: cold and evil.

The old lady sent snacks back and forth every day, and she practiced in the morning with the spirit of not being afraid of the wind and snow, but she also said that she couldn't stand the cold today.

And the old lady regretted a little that she didn't listen to her little granddaughter take the charcoal basin.

The conversation between her grandparents and grandchildren at that time was as follows:

"Milk, take a charcoal pot, and use it for roasting when queuing at the door."

"Where do you live at the gates? Line up what fire to bake. ”

"Then if you don't let in, you will be lined up until dark."

"I'm blah, I'm bumpering, I'm already upset."

Look at the present, this is really according to the granddaughter's words, look at this, those who are officials will have to wait in line until dark if they don't do well, not to mention us old farmers.

Song Fusheng lifted the curtain of the door: "Mother, get out of the car." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"You can't wait like this, it's better to go to the city gate and listen to a few ears than to sit here."

"But just after shouting, don't let me go."

Song Fusheng jumped out of the car first, and when the rules are dead, people are alive.

Don't let these ordinary people walk around, let them line up stubbornly, but those officials and small servants don't toss lightly.

Gao Tietou and Da Lang also came down, but Song Fusheng waved his hand and said, "Don't go with you, Uncle Gao, Boss Guo, you two go with me." Let my mother and Uncle Gao take the lead, and when the older people come to the city gate, at least they can't come up and slap them, so they have to say something. ”

Song Fusheng grabbed Mrs. Ma with one hand, and walked all the way to the city gate in the wind and snow.

In the middle, I heard that many families were in a hurry to enter the city.

There are all kinds of business and sales.

Those who open oil mills and tea houses are all people who do a little bigger business.

I should have heard the letter, and I didn't worry about the shops in the city, so I rushed back on the first day of the new year.

After walking for more than half a while, Mrs. Ma realized that it was not Ren Ziqi's family.

It just so happened that Xie Wenhui was impatiently opening the curtain and looking out, and saw Mrs. Ma.

The old lady looked at it all in thought, her eyes met, and she squeaked, "Emma, your family is here?" ”

Xie Wenhui glanced at the old lady and shook the curtain, as if she was angry.

Mrs. Ma was dragged away by her son, and scolded in her heart while glaring back at Xie Wenhui's car curtain: Pretending to be your grandmother's legs, it's really awesome that you will enter the city in a hurry, no one dares to stop you, count you as urine, and line up for your grandson.

"San'er, what kind of official is that Ren Ziqi?"

"Positive seven products."

"He's big, and the county commander is big?"

"Almost, he's the capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

The high butcher wiped the snow on his eyebrows and eyes, and then asked curiously, "What is the Metropolitan Procuratorate in charge of?" ”

Song Fusheng was too lazy to explain in detail, there were too many key explanations, and their group couldn't understand it.

"It's that he's not afraid of being sued, just like that. I heard that it was just ascended. used to be a small leader under Guanglu Temple, Guanglu Temple is the place to manage food, and there are many people below, so he can give his father a ride, collect chickens and ducks, everything that does this belongs to a circle, they all know, a little oily and watery. ”

"Then does he have oil and water for everything now?"

Song Fusheng shook his head slightly.

In his opinion, Ren Ziwei is equivalent to a small clerk of the Commission for Discipline Inspection.

How big a case can get to them.

When I arrived at the Metropolitan Procuratorate, I couldn't ask Ren Ziwei to do anything, what problems could the little clerk solve, that is, he could hear some news.

The designation is not as good as Guanglu Temple to manage some small things to buy.

If it were him, he would be stuck in logistics, preferring not to be promoted.

It doesn't have to be Guanglu Temple, don't go to the gate of the Daya, everything is logistics, and the people are in contact, the oil and water are enough.

Of course, the current situation is that he is not an official thanks to him, and whoever gives him an official for nothing now is not appropriate.

In this context, Song Fusheng thought to himself:

Yan Wang won, if he doesn't win, if he changes his master, these functions will have a good end?

That's it, it's not going to be good.

Even if his family is a flat-headed commoner, it is difficult to say in the future.

Because if it is rumored to be involved in the Guogong Mansion, and the master is changed at that time, will he not let his family go?

Wipe.

Just say, where did you run away from the famine?

There is a feeling that it is not right to run anywhere.

Because no matter where you go, in the end, you will beat me, I will beat you, and I will fight for reunification.

At the beginning, I thought that there was an emperor here, at least for a year or two, at least let them earn some money, and a little family could bear the toss, but it was only a few months.

You just tell him what kind of life is the family of three.

No one understands Song Fusheng's uneasiness in his heart.

When he arrived at the city gate, he didn't wait to get closer, but only listened to a few ears, and Song Fusheng felt even more uneasy.

What is being examined at the city gate is a family of four high-ranking officials.

Four products.

The four officials were at the scene, and they had already gotten out of the car, but they were not all released.

Reason: Slaves can't be let go completely, and you can't tell where your slaves come from.

Mrs. Ma heard the lady say: "The maid who married with me back then, why did she become indescribable?" ”

The fourth master is quite serious, and he is in a hurry to enter the city to be loyal and filial to the emperor, and wants to return to the yamen as soon as possible, but he is closed outside the city and it is not clear what happened. Although the heart is clear, it is precisely because of the clear door that he panics.

did not dwell on the matter of the maid and slave, so that the housekeeper quickly arranged to vacate a car, and arranged for these people who were not allowed to return to their hometown temporarily.

Then there are relatives of a second-class family.

There are several second-rank masters in the entire Fengtian City.

The relatives of this family are not far apart, they all live in the same house, then it should be a family.

Then put the score, there are always people who feel that they are bulls, and they are surrounded without any proof, and there are many soldiers and generals who are waiting for the city gate.

was so frightened that the family didn't dare to shout, and immediately searched for Mobao of the second-grade master in the carriage, looking for all the proof that they were really relatives.

As a result, no one was arrested, and the city guards believed it.

In fact, Song Fusheng felt that the city guards might all know each other, but they pretended not to know each other there, and let them go back and forth, and everything went according to the regulations.

It's as harsh as that.

After that, not to mention, it is impossible to prove that the maid is from Fengtian City, and these officials are allowed to enter the city, and those so-called "unidentified" are not released.

"Huh? What are you guys doing? ”

Song Fusheng pulled Mrs. Ma and immediately took a few steps back, letting the one who opened the oil mill in front of him take the lead.

Following Song Fusheng's quick response, there were several other stores in Fengtian City.

The owner of the oil mill looked left and right, he just saw the excitement and was obviously not ranked first.

I could only bite the bullet and say: "Official, the little one is the one who runs an oil mill in this city, dare to ask you, when will you be able to judge us?" ”

"Go and go, those who are in a hurry to be on duty in the city can't be tried, where did they come from and where do they go back, and they didn't hear the order? Sixteen years ago, what kind of shop to open. ”

"But? Small? What about the shop? ”

Song Fusheng had already dragged Mrs. Ma away.

Come on, I can't get in, I'm freezing in vain, and the wind is tight for the first three days.

I don't know what happened to the team led by my brother-in-law Tian Xifa in Nursery Rhyme Town.

Mrs. Ma sat on the ox cart and saw that San'er really turned the ox cart around and stopped numbering, and she scratched her heart:

"How can this be done, I don't think about selling dim sum before sixteen years ago, I'm worried about whether the city will refund the deposit and see if our store is closed, can we smash the store?"

At the same time, the atmosphere in the city was more tense than outside the city gates.

Baozhu and Daitokuko were stopped and interrogated by the patrolmen.

"Back to the official, we just want to go to the store and clean up." Don't put away red candles or anything like that.