This iron-sword man is a ranger, and the people in the tea shed have long seen it, so someone put down his rolled up sleeves.

These rangers are responsible for causing trouble, and their minds are full of strange ideas, and they can't explain the reason and the world to them.

It is really strange that he would take the initiative to recognize the master, and the people were suddenly curious, so they didn't ask that Wu Ya'er for the time being, but asked his wife, Mrs. Wu Shao, first.

"What kind of person is it?"

"Why did she give you a treasure?"

"Doesn't she have an escort?"

Countless questions rang out in the tea shed.

This kind of thing does not happen in one place, in the tea shed on the side of the unknown road, in the bustling restaurant in the big town, under the bridge sheltered from the wind and snow in the small town, there are rangers who spend a lot of money to invite everyone in the restaurant to drink, there are rangers who compete with others to show their kung fu, and there are rangers who have spent all their money and miss the porridge jar in Dou County day and night, such as the wine jar that spring water can water the whole body.

In the cold wind of February, the road that had just spread the disaster of the emperor of the world was not sparsely populated, but more people walked.

There were homeless people with their families in tow, and rangers wearing straw sandals and carrying iron swords on their backs, their faces were either suspicious or yearning, and they went in one direction from all directions.

Dou County has resumed its previous bustle, there is almost no trace of the war, wooden frames have been erected outside the big wall, checking the people entering and leaving, and there are no more galloping soldiers and horses on the flat ground inside the wall, replaced by a long shed set up by the merchants, many children running around, mixed with the sound of family members calling for dinner in the gathering place not far away.

There was a bustle in the direction where the city gate was located.

"Young Lady Wu is out."

Mrs. Wu's carriage walked in the crowd, although there were many people, but it did not block the way, and the people or merchants on both sides greeted each other warmly, until someone jumped out and stopped the carriage.

"Young lady, I have a treasure for you."

This is a short and thin old man, with gray beard and hair, the wind and frost on his face have not faded, and he wears tattered clothes, and does not look like a businessman.

Fang Er, who was sitting in front of the car holding a black umbrella, looked at him.

The old man didn't pounce again, reached out and took out a box from his rags, opened it with a snap, and a handful of silk flowers appeared in the eyes of the curious people around.

It is not a gold and silver treasure, it is a silk flower with very poor materials and ugly appearance, and everyone is booed.

"Got the wrong thing, got the wrong one." The old man shouted, buttoning the box in a bit of a panic, and then opened it again with a snap.

The people around shouted in amazement, not to see the treasure, but a fat bird fluttering up from the box, the bird flew away, the box was empty, and the silk flower of the right talent was not visible.

The old man snapped and closed the box again: "I took it wrong again, I took it wrong." ”

The people around finally understood that he was not going to offer any treasures, but to show his craftsmanship, Li Minglou in the car also looked at it with interest, and the old man took out a rabbit, a hat, and even a bowl from the box under everyone's gaze......

He stood in place, under the eyes of everyone, the movement of his hand was only to open and close the box, the box in his hand was like a cornucopia, of course, the treasure was very shabby, no one cared about the treasure or tattered, the air to explore the object, the magic hand empty, the onlookers from time to time sounded exclamation.

The old man took out a bowl from the box and leaned over to salute.

This action confirmed the people's speculation that this was a juggler begging for food.

There was a low laugh from a woman in the car, and then Fang Er, who was driving the car, shouted an entourage: "Take him and give him jewelry as a respect." ”

The people were in an uproar, envious and dissatisfied, and the old man didn't care about the noise around him, and leaned over excitedly to salute.

Li Minglou's carriage continued to move forward, and the matter here dispersed with the hustle and bustle, everyone knew that Mrs. Wu would recruit Xia Xia Er as a guard, but she didn't expect that she would also accept the juggler.

A ranger can be a guard, but what can a juggler do? Is everyday banter a boredom? Is this also called useful? No matter what everyone says, in fact, it was Mrs. Wu who did take away the juggler, and more people moved their minds, as long as they had extraordinary skills, whether it was kung fu or something else, they could go to Mrs. Wu to seek a future.

"Recently, there have been a lot more people coming here." Yuan Ji looked through the records, "And it's not begging for food, it's going straight to the eldest lady." ”

Zhong Wu interjected on the side: "I asked, it was the rangers who recruited them, and Xiang Bearded people really went everywhere to promote the reputation of the eldest lady." ”

Those rangers went to do this, Xiang Qiu didn't, Li Minglou didn't mind everyone misunderstanding like this, I don't know if Xiang Qi did something, he didn't ask anything and drifted away, maybe it would be more suitable for assassination by relying on his own inquiry and understanding.

"How is Jiannan Dao? Is there anything new? Li Minglou asked casually.

"There's nothing new, it's all good." Motoyoshi Road.

Li Minglou sighed.

"The eldest prince asked if he wanted to go back to Jiannan Dao." Motoyoshi asked.

Li Mingyu was ordered to enter Beijing before, but now the emperor must not be in the mood to see him, not to mention that the situation in the capital is still very tense.

Li Minglou shook his head: "You don't have to go back, just wait there." ”

Wait.... In the past, Yuanji didn't quite understand what Miss was waiting for, but now he knows, waiting for Ankang Mountain to rebel, waiting for the troubled times to come.

The affairs of the capital are like the troubled times, but Wu Ya'er has suddenly stabilized the capital, will Ankang Mountain still rebel?

Thinking of Wu Ya'er, Yuan Ji said: "Our people have arrived in the capital, and there is no new news back for the time being." ”

Wu Ya'er is already in the capital, how can he send someone to see him as his wife, Yuan Ji carefully selected a team of people to go to the capital as Mrs. Wu's entourage.

It's a risky thing to do.

"Let them stay safe." Li Minglou said, "Wu Ya'er is a murderer. ”

The impression I heard in that life was that Wu Ya'er was a moody and ruthless person, and he could turn his face at any time in front of the emperor.

"If there is danger, declare our true identity."

Pretending to be Wu Ya'er's wife has great benefits, but you can't put yourself in danger for the sake of this good disposal, especially not to let Jiannan Dao and Zhenwu Army become enemies.

Yuan Ji and Zhong Wu responded to each other, and the voice of the master bookkeeper came from outside: "Young lady, young lady." ”

Kumquat lifted the curtain and welcomed the master in.

"There are just a few documents in the government and the road, allowing us to collect the displaced people as the population of Dou County, and also giving a batch of rewards such as farming tools, cattle and sheep." The master of the master smiled and grabbed a few papers, "Young lady, look, there are many more people recently, there are no more people living in the outer city, we have to prepare to expand the city, and spring plowing is coming, how to divide the wasteland must also be discussed." ”

"That's really going to have to be planned." Li Minglou said with a smile, "If there is land to cultivate, the displaced people will really become Dou County people." ”

Yuan Ji and Zhong Wu retreated, not disturbing the old and young behind them to discuss the people's livelihood.

February is cold in spring, but in the end, there is the word spring, in the courtyard of the garden of the Xiang family in Taiyuan Mansion, the women who come and go are dressed a lot more gorgeously, and Xiang Nan, who walked to the door, stopped, and was a little surprised that so many female guests came to the house, and turned around and left, not going far, and there was a female voice behind him.

He turned his head to see Li Mingqi running in a pink jacket and pleated skirt.