"Let's go to Beijing together!!" Zhang San was taken aback and said that the decision made by Miss Song was really earth-shattering.

"That's right, if that man really wants to rebel, and he forcibly captures the young and strong man who joined the army, he will definitely think about his family, and with these people here, he will definitely be able to persuade them to turn back." Song Jiayao said firmly.

War turmoil or something, she hates it the most, it only brings endless pain, if you can stop it in a gentle way, then she will definitely do her best to stop it.

"Got it, miss, you go and rest for a while, I'll arrange it now." Zhang San said respectfully, and then disappeared into the night, and Song Jiayao was indeed tired, so she went to the attic and found an uninhabited house to rest.

Unexpectedly, the moment I opened the door, I found that it was cleaned up, and there were some warm meals and fragrant tea floating throughout the room.

Song Jiayao's eyes were instantly flushed, how long has it been since she had someone make a pot of tea so late, or secretly prepare a meal for her......

In her previous life, she was lonely, her mother died early, and her father ignored her, and Song Anguo was often sent away by Wang Xi's envoys, and what she was given was always leftovers.

Qing'er loves her, but suffers a lot for her, in order not to get her beaten, she can only endure the hungry stomach and live a new life, she no longer swallows her anger, fighting scumbags, scumbags, scumbags, scumbags......, scumbags

However, she is strong, so strong that everyone thinks that she will never cry out for tiredness, let alone pain, in fact, she is only a mortal......

Tired, hungry, confused, just hoping that someone would help her, someone secretly hot the meal in the room and wait for her to come back to eat, and there is a bright light that always illuminates her way home.

Song Jiayao, who was full of emotion, sat down like a robot, removed the lid of the basket, and brought out the meals inside one by one and placed them neatly, only to find that they were all her favorite dishes.

And the only way to make this table of dishes she loves to eat is Liu Niang, because Liu Niang knows very well the dishes that her biological mother loves to eat, and she is almost the same as Lan Shi's taste.

After eating this table of food, Song Jiayao undressed and simply took a petal bath in the wooden barrel to rest, and even the water in the wooden barrel in the room was warm, but Liu Niang didn't worry about her, so she waited until late......

Reliving a generation, she absolutely allows those who love her and protect her to be hurt in the slightest!!

This was a flash of thought when Song Jiayao closed her eyes and fell asleep.

As soon as the day dawned, Song Jiayao opened her eyes and slowly became up, waking up earlier and earlier every day during the time she was away, and she may have a lot of things on her mind, every time she got up, she would feel a splitting headache, and she would reflexively reach out and rub the acupuncture points at both ends of her forehead.

"Miss, are you up?" Liu Niang knocked on the door outside.

"Up, you can come in." Song Jiayao lifted the quilt, wore her underwear, and took the clothes on the bedside to change them one by one.

"Miss, let's be an old man." Liu Niang put down the copper basin, sorted out Song Jiayao's clothes, tied her belt, and finally knelt on the ground, religiously smoothing Song Jiayao's clothes.

"Miss, you really look like Madame, I also sorted out Mrs. clothes like this at that time, but it's a pity that things are ......wrong," Liu Niang sighed.

"Miss, come here and wash your face." Liu Niang waited, Song Jiayao was distracted for a moment, during this time when she was out with Zhang San, she didn't even bring a maid, she almost forgot her identity as the daughter of Shuifu.

Liu Niang carefully wiped her face, then put on a little gouache for Song Jiayao, put on a light makeup, and took out the rouge by the way for her to gently sip it, making the original pale lip color extremely delicate at the moment.

Then he picked up the comb and combed Song Jiayao's three thousand green silks from top to bottom, and then picked up more than half of the green silk and tied it up, and the rest of the hair hung down behind him like a soft one.

"Miss, is this hosta good?" Liu Niang asked, setting off the young lady's hairstyle, which is not only playful and cute, but also mature and stable.

Song Jiayao didn't care, but she was still amazed by Liu Niang's gesture of bunging her hair, this bun was really beautiful, setting off her goose-like face to the size of a palm, and the painted eyebrows, elegant but calm, I couldn't see that it was from such an elderly old man.

"Miss, it's beautiful, I really hope your sweetheart can see it." Liu Niang said with emotion, Song Jiayao blushed for a moment, but the figure that flashed in her mind was Nangong Jin.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I never thought about getting married, besides, there are so many beauties in this capital, which is my turn." Song Jiayao said shyly, and a flush gradually appeared on her face.

"Yes, that's an old body with a lot of mouth, hehe......" Liu Niang teased, making Song Jiayao eager to dig a hole and bury herself, is it necessary for her to clarify in such a hurry!!

"By the way, is Zhang San outside?" Song Jiayao asked.

"Well, Zhang Daxia is also waiting downstairs with a woman." Liu Niang said truthfully, although the woman is beautiful, it is easy to be forgotten, after all, that face is too charming, and men generally forget it after they are fresh.

But Song Jiayao is different, the prosperous appearance, although it will feel ordinary at first glance, it is becoming more and more attractive, which makes people shine, and there is the demeanor of everyone in the gestures, which is incomparable to anyone.

Song Jiayao nodded, and then went downstairs with Liu Niang, and as soon as the two of them appeared at the staircase, the people downstairs looked up one after another, as if they wanted to know where this fairy came from.

Su Mei's eyes also trembled at this moment, although she knew that this Song girl looked amazing, but she didn't expect that with a little powder, it would be so beautiful that they who were also women couldn't take their eyes off it, and they were ashamed.

"Miss." Zhang San said respectfully.

"Master." Su Mei also bowed to Song Jiayao at this moment, after all, this woman was recognized by the master of their dark rule, and it was reasonable for her to call her master.

"Everything is arranged?" Song Jiayao went straight to the point.

"Well, I have already arranged for someone to succeed me as the county commander, but I need to hand the imperial ......"

"I think Miss, you should have our Hou Ye's personal belongings on you to prove it." Zhang San explained, a little embarrassed, because this was to ask Song Jiayao to hand over the things that Nangong Jin gave her.

"This ......" Song Jiayao hesitated slightly, after all, what Nangong Jin gave her, is it really good to hand it over?

But if she doesn't hand it over, the things in this town have not been arranged, and she really can't leave with peace of mind, so it's a big deal to find an opportunity to explain to Nangong Jin then.

"Is this jade pendant okay?" Song Jiayao took off the jasper jade pendant that had been hanging on her waist and handed it to Zhang San, Zhang Sanyi couldn't help but change his face when he saw the dragon pattern carved on it, and immediately threw the hot potato back to Song Jiayao.

“？？” Song Jiayao looked at him puzzled, does this jade pendant have any special meaning?

"Miss, if you don't borrow your token, I can print it." Zhang San said worriedly, this jade pendant is really meaningful, but what is the meaning, it is better not to say it from his stupid mouth.

"Is this okay?" Song Jiayao was puzzled, and Zhang San took out the silk book that had been prepared, then applied a layer of bright red kodan to it, and then pressed it heavily on the silk book.

Song Jiayao suddenly realized that she could indeed do this, because the words on the token were indeed Nangong Jin's own.

"Master, I heard Zhang San say your plan, in case there are bad people on the way to your detriment, I will let my ten subordinates escort you back to Beijing secretly." Su Mei proposed, but her eyes were full of non-committal beaks.

Song Jiayao glanced at the old, weak, sick and disabled people who had all gathered downstairs, and understood Su Mei's kindness, and finally nodded in agreement.

After all, no matter how Zhang San can defeat ten with one enemy, there is no guarantee that if he is plotted by someone halfway, he will be able to escape with his whole body.

And she just has some self-protection ability, and she can guarantee that she will not drag Zhang San's hind legs, but if she brings this group of people, she really can't guarantee that she will be able to get out of the way, but Su Mei has alleviated their urgent needs.

"Thank you, Miss Su." Song Jiayao said gratefully, if this person accepts the kindness of others in the world, it is really too unconscionable not to say thank you.

Thank you, although concise and to the point, is the most direct to people's hearts and makes people feel your sincerity.

"This ...... Don't be so polite. Su Mei said a little flattered.

Song Jiayao glanced at this group of old people, although there are not many people, it should be able to play a little role, at least these old people can be used to awaken their yearning for home, so that the group of young and strong young men who were forcibly arrested by Lu Lin to join the army turned back and did not help the abuse.

Su Mei arranged a total of five ordinary carriages, all of which Song Jiayao gave to this group of old, weak, sick and disabled old people to sit in, and she and Zhang San took the lead in the front, and the ten men brought by Su Mei all changed into ordinary clothes at this moment and rode horses on both sides of the carriage.

"Take care on the road." Su Mei waved goodbye to them behind her, until all the carriages and people were nowhere to be seen, Su Mei left the inn and continued to go about her business.

"Zhang San, I'm thinking, why don't we split into two teams." Song Jiayao said casually.

Although the group of people went on the road in a very low-key manner, recalling the signal flare that the man in black successfully launched before he died, Song Jiayao's heart always felt very uneasy.

"Miss, don't ...... Otherwise, I can't explain it to Master Hou. Zhang San refused, he couldn't let Song Jiayao get into the danger alone.

"I'm just talking......" Song Jiayao said with a worried face, although they are dressed very ordinarily now, it is inevitable that the people in the Yin Mansion will recognize them.

"Miss, unless it is absolutely necessary, Zhang San will definitely not take risks." Zhang San said sonorously, he knew what Song Jiayao was afraid of, but this was just a possible accident, and there was a fifty percent chance that he would not meet someone from the Yin Sha Building.

"Got it, I'm not going to act rashly." Song Jiayao packed the ticket and said, but at this time, they forgot that God bless the unforeseen situation, people have good fortune and misfortune, many things, not that they gambled on half of the chance and they bet on it right.