He didn't know that He Le was startled by this, and he didn't dare to show it, so he could only smile forcibly.

"I'm going to Mr. Liyuan! I heard that it's been very lively there lately......" Yuan Ying doesn't like Liyuan very much, but Song Wenliang respects Mr. Liyuan very much, and he doesn't say much.

"Well, yes! Mr. Li Yuan was in a hurry to say that he had something important, so he had to hurry there. "Song Wenliang and Yuan Ying are both from Bianzhou, and they joined the military and political circles of Kaizhou in the same year, and they have a common concept of governing the country, so they have formed a very good friendship.

By the way, Brother Song, I have a personal matter to ask you, and you came here. Yuan Ying pulled Song Wenliang aside and distanced himself from He Le.

Of course, Song Wenliang knew his thoughts, so he had no choice but to follow.

"Brother Song, you weren't coerced, were you?" Yuan Ying was also strange, with his eyesight, he could already see that the horse He Le was riding was a military horse, and there was no mark that it should have. and then joined Song Wenliang as a spy to infiltrate Xihuagang, and Xihuagang once robbed a batch of unbranded military horses, which shows that He Le is very suspicious. And they set up a road ban here to catch bandits who dare to rob officials, and the description of the sea fishing document sent by the state capital is ninety percent similar.

"Yuan Ying, you are too worried, this is really a friend I know. Song Wenliang knew that he saw the problem, but since he had guaranteed it, he had to do it to the end, and he should repay the grace of saving his life.

"Then Brother Song, look at this. Yuan Ying took out the sea fishing documents and showed him them.

Song Wenliang had not received the documents when he came out, but when he took a look, he felt a little convinced. It must be He Le, the two official horses mentioned in the article have been shot by the Xihuagang bandits, so they will be replaced by two military horses. However, he still smiled indifferently and returned the documents to Yuan Ying.

"Okay, as long as it's not coercion, I believe Brother Song has his own considerations. "Yuan Ying is already saving face by doing this. If the state's sea fishing clerk can close the case with him, it will also be beneficial to his future, and at this moment, he will simply give Song Wen a good face.

Song Wenliang patted him on the shoulder, thinking that when he came back, he would definitely invite him to dinner, and then he would talk about the matter.

Yuan Ying kept staring at He Le, and after a few more glances, he found that this young man was not disgusting. Now He Le's eyebrows and eyes are growing, and the heroism of the young man is beginning to show in him, which has changed a lot compared to when he first crossed the Cheng River a few years ago.

"Thank you, Brother Song!" He Le actually heard their conversation, as long as he wanted to be a few meters away, he could still hear clearly.

"Uh...... In fact...... "Song Wenliang wanted to find a suitable wording to express what he wanted to express."

"Actually, I'm really going to Mr. Liyuan in Qingzhu County......" He Le smiled and took out an empty bag from his arms. There was nothing in the bag, it should have been thrown away, but He Le decided to keep it anyway.

"This!" Song Wenliang snatched the bag, and it was exactly the same, there was no other bag in the world.

"I also know it's too much of a coincidence, but anyway, I can see it when I get to Mr. Kurigen. He Le smiled and ran towards the east.

The two sides untied the knot, and there was something to talk about. Although Song Wenliang is a few years older than He Le, He Le is also full of poetry and books, and he has something to say to Song Wenliang, especially Song Wenliang's great interest in life in the Northland, and He Le is almost introducing the current situation in the Northland throughout the whole process.

"It's so miserable! It's so miserable!" Song Wenliang exclaimed every time he heard about all kinds of tragic situations in the north, originally he thought that it was just the displacement of the people, but he didn't expect that a few years ago, there would be a human tragedy that changed children and ate them. As for the Jin people, they can only know from the rumors, and they will even give birth to the Jin people in their brains with three heads and six arms, all of which are the reincarnations of the demon king. And in He Le's mouth, it is more real, the Jin people are just better at riding than the army of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and then they are not afraid of death, so they are stronger than the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty in terms of momentum. Then the tactics they used were very flexible, often a small team of one or twenty people could drive the people of a village to run, and the people often liked to run into the army, and it was easy to break up the military formation of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In fact, these are also what He Le realized after reading the military book. As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway. When he entered the door of the art of war, he could naturally see the problem.

"I see!" Song Wenliang nodded frequently, but he had never seen Jin Ren, and it was inconvenient for him to comment. After all, He Le is still just a teenager, and his views are not yet representative.

"One day, the army of my Great Zhou Dynasty will also fight over, kill all those golden dogs, and avenge the dead people. After listening to He Le's description, Song Wenliang gritted his teeth and said.

He Le smiled indifferently, he thought the same, but it wasn't time yet. He was waiting for the day when he would be strong, and he remembered all those debts.

"Let's go, let's go to Shiwo County first, there is a place here that is very interesting, and it will be a pity not to come here. At a fork in the road, Song Wenliang led He Le to the sidewalk.

He Le was actually reluctant, but he was anxious to see Mu Ziqing.

"There's no hurry. Mr. Kuri Yuan didn't set a time, but you would regret not going to this place. Song Wenliang didn't know that he was still a friend who was heavy on color and light on color, and at this moment He Le was thinking of the gentle and quiet Mu Ziqing.

In the end, he was only Song Wenliang, and He Le still followed him astray.

After getting off the official road and walking through a muddy path, you can see a small and dilapidated county town in the distance. Shiwo County has no impression in He Le's memory, he has paid attention to important cities and county seats, because at the beginning of the "Ten Strategies" there is a saying that the great soldier should have the world in his heart and make the best use of it.

And the county town that he didn't remember should be very ordinary, but looking at what Song Wenliang said, there will always be something special.

Although I still have some expectations in my heart, it is still very disappointing to walk into Shiwo County, which should be too poor, and even the county government is in tatters. The most outrageous thing is that there are still torn pants in front of the county yamen.

And Song Wenliang didn't care when he saw this, obviously he knew that there was poverty here, but He Le seemed rare and strange.

Bypassing the county office, Song Wenliang led He Le into an alley. The alley was lined with plank-made huts, and some idle people sat in them with blank eyes, as if they had been sitting in them all their lives. He Le doesn't like to see such people, he likes to see people who fight, and his father knows that he has to fight to survive.

Song Wenliang stared straight at the deepest part of the alley, not interested in looking at these people at all, in his heart these people were already wasted.

"Here I go again!"

"Get out!" roared from the depths of the alley.

"This time I brought an interesting little friend!" Song Wenliang said scoundrelly.

"Get out of here!" the roar was still full of energy.

"Isn't it a pity not to see it!" Song Wenliang found a wooden pier and sat down, and said in a good time.

"Get out!" Listening to the voice, the anger value was already to the point of exploding, and even He Le couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it.

"Ten tired people, you are about to become ten tired old men!"

"Lao Tzu's business, don't worry about it, get out!"

Song Wenliang was not angry, and moved the wooden pier forward, close to the door that would almost collapse when the wind blew.

"Maybe you won't be successful until you really become a tired old man. But if you don't see this little friend today, you will really regret it. Song Wenliang leaned close to the crack in the door and looked inside.

"Get out! you are shameless!" The voice in the door turned panicked this time, as if Song Wenliang had seen something terrible.

"Haha, I knew you were hiding inside and stealing food!"

Boom...... Crackling, the whole alley came alive, and all the hollow and godless people rushed out and stood at the door of this collapsing door.

"I didn't steal food! Go back! Go back!" The person in the door seemed to be in a hurry, but he never opened the door or showed up.

"He's stealing food, I saw it with my own eyes. Song Wenliang said seriously.

"You're shameless!villain!bastard!bastard!," the voice had become flustered, and there was no momentum to start.

He Le looked at it inexplicably from the side, and couldn't think of what Brother Song was doing. And how these people hear that stealing food is like smelling bloody mosquitoes, absurd and weird.

Song Wenliang didn't explain to He Le, and continued to sit leisurely at the door and look in. And those people stood silently in the doorway, not speaking or making trouble.

After a while, the door was broken open and two filthy hands came out of it, holding a wooden spoon in one hand and a wooden basin in the other, which contained food made of unknown things. Then the first man reached out, and a wooden spoon filled a spoonful of the food in the basin and placed it in his hand, and then the next one. There is no sound during the whole process, and the person who receives the food will eat it very quickly, and then go back to the house in a daze.

He Le felt a chill down his spine when he saw it, and there were people in the Northland who had lost all hope, or who were struggling or insensitive. But this was the first time he had seen such a living humanoid, and these could no longer be regarded as complete humans!

"It's boring here, but it's also fun...... He Le whispered.

Song Wenliang glanced back at him, with a complicated look in his eyes, but there was absolutely no banter or mockery.

He Le probably understood what he meant, so he stepped forward and kicked the broken door to pieces. The door was almost smelly, and a young man sat in the innermost, as if he knew that the door would be kicked to pieces, but he didn't expect it to be He Lelai. This door has been kicked by Song Wenliang countless times, and Yuan Ying has slashed it once with a knife, and now a young man has kicked it again.

The stench in the door should be able to retreat if a man with fine clothes and food is changed, but He Le stepped in and took the young man out and threw him in the alley.

"They're not pitiful, just pathetic. You are not honorable, but fearful. He Le remembered what was said in the "Ten Strategies" that the people are sad and demented, and the officials are respectable and fearless. Here, in this Shiwo County, the failure of the court is reflected, which is a microcosm of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It's really funny, ten times more interesting than seeing the funniest thing, and he will really regret it if he doesn't come.

"Don't worry about it, you little boy knows what!

"The ancients said that being an official is the parent of the people. But if you really regard yourself as an official of your parents, they are all dumb officials. And you are a dog official, do you think it's okay to let them live!" He Le was angry, and picked him up again, his eyes were paired. There was no sparkle in the young man's eyes, and there was nothing but avoidance. The people here are like animals, they have no mind, they just want not to starve. There is nothing to say about doing his job as an official.