In fact, when they saw the fluttering flags, their hearts were already half settled.

This army did not stop, and rushed towards the direction of Xiazhou City without slowing down. Only a few lightly armored soldiers stopped, and one of the young generals dismounted and said, "If you folks leave your hometown to avoid thieves, you can return north with the team carrying baggage after dawn until you return to your hometown." ”

The implication is that the rebellion against thieves will be able and will be put down quickly. The youngster's crossbow gives him a vigorous confidence and strength all around him. But these people still hesitated.

This time, it was not the old woman who came out to answer the words on behalf of everyone, but a burly man in the prime of life.

The man saluted the young general, and then said: "I want to thank the little general for his kindness, but we people are afraid that the old and the young will drag down the military masters." ”

The young general smiled heartily and said, "Okay, there is already a team in that team that specializes in escorting the people back." ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other with a look of reluctance.

The young general couldn't help but show a blank look when he saw everyone's expressions, he didn't understand why these people were reluctant to be escorted home. He touched his head and was about to ask a question, when he heard the soldier beside him shout: "Deputy Lieutenant, the corpses over there are all anti-thieves and bandits." ”

The young general walked over with great strides and looked at them, and when he looked back at these people, his eyes were filled with a bit of appreciation and abruptness, "Killing thieves is meritorious and rewarding, you don't have to be afraid, you can follow us back to your hometown with peace of mind." ”

Everyone felt bitter in their hearts, did you misunderstand something, this little general?! It's not that they don't want to follow the army because they kill people and are afraid, they are not willing to follow the army at all.

Seeing everyone's even more reluctant faces, Wei Xiaojiang was stunned again. Dealing with ordinary people or something is really a technical job, or the joy of going into battle to kill the enemy. He scratched his head and walked around the crowd, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out: "Lord Ming! ”

As soon as the words came out, the young general hesitated again, and looked at Wan Wan's fiery red dress again and again. I muttered in my heart, this is not Ming-sama's, right? But the scimitar on her waist was indeed the Moon Knife.

Just when Wei Xiaojun scratched his head again, he only heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him. Then a gentle voice came, "Wei Zhen, give them some money and food and send someone to send them to Taiyuan Mansion to settle down temporarily." After the chaos is quelled, whether to return to their hometown or settle down in Taiyuan is up to their wishes. ”

Following the prestige, I saw a young man with a silver bow on a white horse, and he was slowly approaching this side away from the cavalry procession.

Many, many years later, Wan Wan still remembers this scene clearly. Under the moonlight, the young white horse and silver bow rode slowly, and the warmth of a slight smile swept away the cold of this late autumn.

At this moment, when everyone heard that they could go to Taiyuan Mansion for temporary resettlement, they didn't care about being curious about what the "Lord Ming" was about, and they immediately became happy and bowed to the young man again and again: "Thank you general, thank you general." ”

The young general who called Wei Zhen seemed to have something to say, but when he came to his mouth, he swallowed it back, and only neatly waved his fist at the young man and said, "Yes." ”

"You don't have to be polite." The gentle smile on the young man's face remained unchanged, and he turned to Wei Zhen and said, "Send someone to send them to Ling Feng immediately." ”

Wei Zhen was puzzled at first, but after glancing at Wan Wan, he suddenly realized, and immediately led the order to enthusiastically command a few soldiers to help everyone pack up their belongings.

Everyone was happy, but the old woman hesitated, and said to Wei Zhen with great anxiety: "This little general is hard. ”

Wei Zhen saw that she was quite old, so how could she be polite. So he hurriedly helped: "Old man, don't be polite." ”

The old woman took advantage of the situation and asked, "Did you really send us to Taiyuan Mansion?" ”

Wei Zhen said: "The old man is at ease. If you want to settle down in Taiyuan Mansion, you can also get a living. ”

The old woman hurriedly said: "We still have to go home, as soon as the war is over, we will go back immediately." The old woman smiled a little flatteringly, and said, "We only want a temporary livelihood." ”

Wei Zhen laughed, "This old man, please rest assured, I'm afraid that you won't stay in Taiyuan Mansion for a few days and will be ready to return home." ”

The old woman smiled silently, and when she saw that everything had been packed up, she also lifted her own little baggage. The group all heard Wei Zhen's previous "Lord Ming", and they all knew in their hearts that this hero would not walk with them. They all said goodbye to Wan Wan and went with the soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Zhen and the young man on the horse were left in this place.

The young man turned over and dismounted and walked in front of Wan Wan. The gentle smile on his face had turned into a narrow, and his pair of bright eyes roamed around Wan Wan several times, "Sister Ming, this is?" ”

What kind of face does it seem to have lost again?

Wan Wan looked at her outfit and there was nothing wrong with it. She looked at the seemingly sunny-looking young man in front of her with some blankness, and suddenly wanted to deny that she was Ming Wanwan.

For more than 80 years from now on, she will be the chief arrester of the Great Song Dynasty Tianmen. Ming Wanwan's face is her face. If she doesn't admit that she is Ming Wanwan now, then no matter what face she has lost today, she just doesn't admit it when she sees her again in the future, then her face can still be saved.

Of course, Wan Wan can only think about it. There is still a bright moon knife hanging from his waist, and denying it now can only be a little more embarrassing.

Wan Wan laughed dryly, took out a silk scarf and rubbed the non-existent sweat on her face to hide her embarrassment.

I didn't want the other party to see that there was another change behind the silk scarf, so I put it away, and a trace of surprise and suspicion flashed in my eyes.

Wan Wan looked at the silk scarf in her hand for some reason. This is the old silk scarf that was originally tied to Ming Wanwan's left wrist. For some reason, Forsythia didn't burn it with the clothes at that time, but handed it over to Wan Wan to put away. Wan Wan didn't want to stay here, so she didn't think about the reason in detail.

This square silk scarf is very wide, it feels like it is made of pure cotton, and the plain white one has no patterns, and it is not like that used by women. The surface of the towel is slightly yellow, and the soft one is not presentable, I don't know how many times it has been washed with water. From the smooth corners and the flawless towel surface, it can be seen that the original owner cherishes it very much.

At this time, through the moonlight, you can see that the originally flawless towel is dyed with a gray stain. I thought that Fang had just soiled his face when he fell from his horse, and this wipe was wiped on the silk scarf.

Wan Wan suddenly felt a little sorry for the original owner. I secretly prayed in my heart that when I settled down, I would clean this silk scarf and keep it well.

The young man's hand quietly rested on the saber, and when he took a few steps closer to Wan Wan, he noticed that two figures were speeding towards this side.