Gwangju Mansion is Xiang Nan's familiar appearance, not that he has been here before, but that the city should be like.

Crowds of people coming and going, riding horses, riding cars and walking, there are men and women, old and young, there are various restaurants and tea sheds on the road, and there are different accents in it talking and laughing.

What can make people feel that the troubled times are fighting is the large number of city gates and the soldiers and horses that pass by from time to time.

"Master, there are people selling horses here!" Chen Er ran back from the side of the road and said in surprise.

In the open space behind the tea shed of the roadside restaurant, some set up sheds to sell all kinds of bits and pieces, and some enclosed the place to lock up cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, but the cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks are nothing, now at this time horses are scarce and valuable, and the soldiers and horses in the war also need horses, and the soldiers and horses from all over the country move in, and the first time is to seize and control the horse farm, the horse farm of the official family, and the horse farm of the merchant are no exception.

Where are the merchants on the road who dare to walk with a large number of horses?

Xiang Nan looked as Chen Er pointed out, and sure enough, he saw a fenced open space, in which horses of different sizes were tethered, the quality was not very good, but the point of this matter was not quality, but quantity.

"It's said to be a horse merchant in Shandong." Chen Er inquired about the origin smartly.

Xiang Nan understood that many places along the way from Shandong to Huainan Road were in the hands of this young lady Wu, so it was not difficult to open a trade route to protect these merchants, but this kind of thing was done at this time......

A sugar gourd was suddenly handed to him, and Chen Er grinned and gnawed on one by himself: "There is also one that sells this, I haven't eaten it for a long time." ”

Sugar gourd is not a rare thing, it can be seen in the streets and alleys, towns and villages in winter, Xiang Nan stretched out his hand to take it, but this winter is the first time to see it.

He looked up and saw a merchant carrying a sugar gourd to sell and walk through, this kind of small business does not require much investment, and the income is small, it is a dispensable livelihood, and when there is no need to think about livelihood, someone will come to do this, now at this time....

The laughter of the children came, Xiang Nan's eyes fell behind the merchant, a group of four or five-year-old children jumped up and down with him, some holding sugar gourds in their hands, most of them could only look at the drooling, those who got the sugar gourds were laughing, those who didn't were looking forward to it, and some were crying because they couldn't eat.

Because eating, laughing or crying is also a kind of happiness, Xiang Nan urged the horse to walk to the group of children, raised the sugar gourd in his hand, and the red and shining in the sunlight attracted the attention of the children, and the eyes also fell on Xiang Nan's face.

This seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is good-looking, well-dressed, and a rich man.

The wealthy people who went in and out of Gwangju Mansion were all willing to give generously under the influence of Mrs. Wu Shao.

The children's eyes are shining, will this good-looking brother give them candy to eat?

Xiang Nan raised the sugar gourd for everyone to see, his sleeves shook and stretched out, and he withdrew his hand and bit down two of them, chewing and creaking, and his thin lips were stained with sugar.

The children's cries were louder.

Chen Er hid his face and kicked Xiang Nan's horse, and the horse was frightened and took Xiang Nan forward and left here.

The city gate is closer, in addition to the tall city gate, the most conspicuous are the two tall cylinders, there is a ladder next to it, there is a fire below, and there is also a bamboo tube boiling on the side, from time to time someone walks over to pick up the bamboo tube from the side of the cylinder to receive porridge, the porridge here is scooped from time to time, but there is a wooden stopper, open like a spring water to flow out.

This is the real porridge jar, the porridge jar of Mrs. Wu Shao.

There were more people gathered around the porridge jar, homeless beggars, richly dressed, some of them used the porridge jar as a thing to fill their stomachs, and some of them drank it as tea.

Xiang Nan rode a horse and walked over to the city gate.

Although there were guards at the city gates, they did not strictly check the people entering and leaving, but only looked around at the carts full of goods, the burdens they carried, the empty hands of the people, and the shape of the weapons bulging in the waists on the back of the horses..... Just looking, seems to see through everything but doesn't seem to see anything.

Chen Er pressed the weapon in his waist and walked over and couldn't help but look back: "Really don't check?" Casual entry? ”

Now most of the city gates are not opened, and there is a time limit for them to open, and those who enter and exit are searched, and those with weapons do not want to pass.

He didn't believe that the guards couldn't see the weapons they hid under their clothes.

Xiang Nan didn't look back and wasn't surprised: "Of course you can go in casually, have you forgotten?" The cities of Great Xia have always been entered casually. ”

Chen Er was originally a city defender, he was stunned when he heard this sentence and thought about it before he remembered it, and smiled a little bitterly, that was before, and now..... He looked ahead and entered the city, and the prosperity was even more overwhelming.

Chen Er felt that this Gwangju Mansion was different from other places, and his eyes fell on an old beggar woman on the street.

The old beggar woman is described as embarrassed and sluggish, but there is no checkmate atmosphere, even if there is no home and relatives, she can go to the city gate at any time to drink porridge with a bamboo tube when she is hungry, although it is not a delicacy, but it can let her live, there are shacks outside the city for the homeless beggars to live, simple and can withstand the wind and snow.

Chen Er has not found his mother so far, Yan County dispersed the people, everyone fled in all directions, Yan County now belongs to the rebels, the war has an overall situation, he can't take soldiers and horses to kill Yan County, just to find his mother.

That will make many mothers lose their sons, and then more sons will lose their fathers.

He hoped that his mother was still alive, and if it was in a place like Gwangju Province, his mother would definitely live until he found her.

He looked at it blankly, and he didn't know how long it took to find himself walking around the city, Xiang Nan was curiously looking at a blacksmith shop, someone was talking to the blacksmith, and the two of them seemed to be studying the color with the iron.

“.... This is not going to work. ”

“.... Then wait a little longer, I heard that Mrs. Wu wants to make a set of fine armor, and it is estimated that there will be merchants to sell good materials. ”

“.... When the time comes, I'll also spend money on some good materials. ”

Iron can be shipped and traded, and the business in Gwangju is really too big, how attractive does this be, cornucopia?

Chen Er poked him: "Master, what are you doing?" ”

Xiang Nan hummed and retracted his gaze, and the blacksmith shop over there no longer talked about this, and the clanging thrashing was in full swing.

Chen Er was unhappy: "What are you messing around, you don't go home and sneak yourself here, why don't you go to see that Young Lady Wu?" ”

Xiang Nan said: "I also met Mrs. Wu." ”

Chen Er stared, unable to understand.

Xiang Nan stretched out his hand and pointed around: "Along the way, this city is full of Young Lady Wu, and Young Lady Wu is being talked about everywhere. ”

The woman, although she had not seen her, had already jumped in front of her.

She is merciful and provides for all the people, she loves rare treasures luxuriously, she is virtuous and supports her mother-in-law behind closed doors, and she dares to lead the army in battle.

Chen Er still doesn't understand, everyone is talking about her?

"I'm going to make sure who I should meet." Xiang Nan smiled slightly: "Everyone is talking about Mrs. Wu, not her husband Wu Ya'er, so all this is achieved by this Young Mrs. Wu, and she is the master here." ”