Chapter 18: Departure
The sun gradually turned west, and Zhao Jiuye walked in.
He wore a washed and faded blue short brown, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and a cloth belt was tied around his waist, revealing a bit of competence in his neatness: "Have you cleaned it up?" We're leaving! β
Fu Tingyun had been struggling with this matter all afternoon, and his face showed a little hesitation when he heard this.
Zhao Jiuye pursed his lips and said after a while: "These two things are not in conflict - you go to Weinan to live first, Ling Zun and Ling Tang know that you are still alive, and they will definitely come to you. In addition, you are still weak and should not eat and sleep in the open, and you can get better quickly with your uncle and aunt to take care of you. β
The most important thing is that Zhao Jiuye met her Pingshui, he not only saved her life, but also gave her so much help when his own environment was very embarrassing, he was already benevolent and righteous, and she couldn't drag him down anymore.
Fu Tingyun thought about it, cheered up and nodded, and picked up the burden next to the pillow: "Then let's go!" β
Zhao Jiuye stood still, and glanced at her with a somewhat strange expression: "You better change your clothes!" β
Fu Tingyun was very surprised, and looked down at his clothes.
Moon-white muslin cotton shirt, beautiful blue plain sixteen horse-faced skirts, tied with a beautiful blue sweat scarf, no jewelry on the whole body, clean, neat, nothing wrong!
She looked at him puzzled.
The complexion is like jade, the green silk is like ink, the soft red lips are delicate and delicate like the pomegranate flowers in summer, charming and beautiful like the bright scenery of May, and a pair of apricot eyes are as clear as a mountain stream spring water, without feeling their own beauty at all.
Zhao Jiuye sighed in his heart and said, "You first find a handkerchief to wrap your head, and then change into darker clothes." I saw her hand carrying the burden again, white and delicate as mutton fat jade, "I wrapped my hand with a sweat towel!" β
When Fu Tingyun was visiting relatives and friends, he saw those fallen people through the blue screen window of the carriage, they were all dressed in dark clothes, wrapped their heads, wearing straw sandals or barefoot, their hair and face were gray and dirty.
"Are you asking me to pretend to be a degenerate?" She hesitated, "The government has always been unkind to them......
In this way, the chances of them being searched increase a lot.
"Now there are homeless people outside, Anhua, Heshui, Longxi, and Anding have all caused mutinies, how dare those officials search!" Zhao Jiuye said patiently, "The more brightly dressed, the more likely you are to be robbed." Once someone is robbed, those who are hungry and panicked will hear the wind and attack them in groups. It's hard to beat four fists with both hands, and I may not be able to protect you by then. You're so eye-catching! β
Fu Tingyun's cheeks were slightly red.
It's really useless, and even a rush will affect him.
She nodded hurriedly.
Zhao Jiuye avoided it.
Fu Tingyun changed his clothes again as instructed, looked at it carefully, felt that there was no flaw, and shouted "Ninth Master".
Zhao Jiuye walked in, followed by Ah Sen, who was dressed like him.
Seeing Fu Tingyun, Ah Sen's eyes were a little straight.
The dark coarse cloth clothes reflected her face more and more like jade.
Zhao Jiuye was a little helpless, coughed lightly, and instructed Fu Tingyun: "Don't look around when you come, try to keep your head down, whoever talks to you, you don't have to pay attention, I have to deal with it, it's best not to let people see your face." β
Ah Sen woke up like a dream when he heard the cough, and hurriedly put away Fu Tingyun's used cool mushrooms, porcelain pillows, drinking cups, and chopsticks for eating.
Fu Tingyun felt a little bitter in his heart.
Was he afraid that she would be recognized?
Unexpectedly, she Fu Tingyun also had a time when she hid her head and tail, so it can be seen that people should not be too full of words and actions.
She lowered her head and said "yes", her voice was muffled and her mood was very low.
Zhao Jiuye didn't know what she was doing, and he didn't want to know - as long as he safely sent this woman to her uncle's house in Weinan, it would be considered to be the completion of the entrustment. He will also leave Shaanxi. From then on, there will be no day of meeting.
He turned and walked out the door.
Fu Tingyun restrained his emotions and followed.
There is a forest outside the ruined temple. Unlike the lush greenery of Biun-an, the trees here look dejected as if they had been dried and covered with gray dust.
Assen is loading her used belongings onto a wheelbarrow parked in front of the ruined temple.
The sunset reflected their faces red, and also stained the woods, adding to the loneliness.
"Let's go!" Zhao Jiuye's voice was a little tense and stunned, "This is not a place to stay for a long time!" When they have eaten the bran and wild vegetables, it is time to eat the bark of grass roots. β
Fu Tingyun was shocked: "No, it won't be, right?" β
"How not?" Ah Sen walked over, "I also saw people eating dirt!" He had already tied up everything, "Master, can we go?" He muttered, "With only the three of us in such a large forest, I feel hairyβit would be terrible if those outcasts came to me." β
Zhao Jiuye didn't speak, walked over and hung the loop on the wheelbarrow around his neck, and said to Fu Tingyun: "You sit up!" β
"Ahh Fu Tingyun's eyes widened.
This kind of wheelbarrow is commonly used in the countryside, only the sub-carriage frame, all rely on the person pushing the cart to push the wooden wheel in front of it, no more than a horse, a mule or a donkey, all by manpower.
She didn't expect him to push her.
"I want to get you a carriage too," he said lightly, "but at this time every living creature is in the belly, and you will be settled!" β
She said it as if she was disgusted.
"That's not what I meant!" Fu Tingyun hurriedly explained, "I saw Ah Sen loading things into the car, and I thought it was pulling things!" β
Asen squinted and laughed when she heard her mention his name, pointing to the cart: "Everything is piled up on the right, and the left is reserved for you to sit on." He added, "I made a bed and quilt in the car, and it will definitely not be awkward." Then he looked at her with a blank look, "You can sit up, it's very comfortable."
Fu Tingyun was still a little hesitant.
Although she is not as round and jade as the sixth cousin, she is not as graceful as the seventh cousin, there are already some messy things on the right, and if she is added, I don't know if he can push it? What if you fall...... She thought of the time when she was so shocked by Zhao Jiuye that she fell off the old locust tree, and her body hurt for several days, and she was a little afraid.
Zhao Jiuye couldn't bear her grinding, and glanced at her: "Do you want to go all the way to Weinan?" β
"It's not ......" has already said this, and he is kind-hearted, even if he is worried, Fu Tingyun has no choice but to sit down.
"Gone!" Arsen happily ran forward and took the lead on a dirt road next to the woods.
Zhao Jiuye pushed the cart and followed behind him.
The car jolted, as if it would be thrown out at any moment, and the car rolled on the ground, kicking up a cloud of loess and drilling straight into her nose.
Fu Tingyun was very uncomfortable, so she had to hold the burden tightly in her arms.
Zhao Jiuye reminded her softly: "Hold on to the rope that binds the things." β
Fu Tingyun hurriedly let out an "oh" and immediately grabbed the rope.
When you find a place to rely on, you will sit firmly.
Out of the woods, it is a post road.
The road is smooth and spacious, and it is not the same as a dirt road.
Fu Tingyun felt a little like riding in a car.
She surveyed her surroundings.
There are fields on both sides of the road, and in the distance, you can see several farmhouses and large trees that rise above the roof. It was dusk, but there was no smoke in sight. There were no crops in the fields, the yellow soil was cracked, and there was not a trace of water in the small ditch next to it. The surroundings were quiet, without a sound, and walking on the road made people panic.
"Why is the drought like this?" Fu Tingyun lost his voice, "Isn't there no harvest this year?" β
Although she grew up in the pavilion, she was raised as the mother of the house, and she knew a little about the things on the grange. The lack of a harvest in one year is only a reduction in her income, but it is a matter of life for those who farm for a living. Although she heard that there was a great drought in Qingyang and Gongchang, and Shangzhou and Tongzhou were full of displaced people, she lived as usual, and those were just heard, and when she saw it with her own eyes at this time, she was naturally extremely shocked.
Zhao Jiuye didn't make a sound.
Ah Sen whispered: "A few days ago, I sold someone and exchanged it for three bowls of white noodles, but in the past few days, no one has bought it without money, so I have to watch ...... starve to death."
This is something that Fu Tingyun can't imagine at all.
"Why doesn't the government open a warehouse to release grain?" Fu Tingyun felt that his voice was a little sharp.
No one answered her, only the sound of wheels crushing on the ground.
Fu Tingyun looked back at Zhao Jiuye.
His expression was very calm, but the taut jaw betrayed his mood.
I don't know why, Fu Tingyun felt relieved, and his mood calmed down a lot.
Without the order of the imperial court, the government did not dare to open a warehouse and release grain casually.
"The governor should ask the emperor to send someone to Shaanxi to supervise the affairs of the displaced people." "Otherwise, he won't be able to escape the blame for what happened." β
Zhao Jiuye stared at the cart in front of him, as if he hadn't heard her words.
Fu Tingyun waited for a long time and couldn't wait for his answer, and turned around with some disappointment.
"The emperor is bent on being a sage of the ages who is a martial artist," but his bland and somewhat dull voice sounded behind him, "Since the 28th year of Xiping's use of troops against Hetao, no less than 10 million stones of grain and grass have been requisitioned, and Shaanxi is a place where grain is produced, and the requisition is still frequent. Shaanxi Governor Dong Hanwen is a protΓ©gΓ© of Mo Yingbo, a former scholar of Wenyuange University and a scholar of the Ministry of Rites. Now that there is a big drought, I am afraid that if he wants to open a warehouse to release grain, there will be no grain to put it! β
Is this something that ordinary people can know, and what they can say?
Fu Tingyun couldn't help but say, "What does the Ninth Master do?" β
"I'm just a reckless man wandering the rivers and lakes!" Zhao Jiuye said, a mocking smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, "I heard others talk about some major events in the middle of the court in the teahouse, and they just followed the crowd!" The girl just listens to it, and doesn't have to take it to heart. β
Is it?
Fu Tingyun was silent.
If one day, someone asks who she is, I'm afraid she can only answer others like him!
Suddenly, she felt that he was close to her.
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