Yun Jin led a group of people and swaggered over the pass, and when he passed the watchtower, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at it from a distance, at that moment, Xiao Cheng seemed to see a faint smile on the guy's face.

After climbing a mountain road, the group finally entered the boundary of Xiaguan Town.

Everyone settled down at the inn, had some light dinner, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

Yun Jin comforted Shen Zhuozhuo to sleep, blew out the light and candle in front of the window, and closed the door while the night was dark.

Although Xiaguan Town is a small county under Wanzhou City, the salt industry is very developed. Within its jurisdiction, there are two major salt farms in Duxi and Yongfeng, and five raw salt storage warehouses, and the circulation of salt in the surrounding area will pass through this town nine times out of ten.

Under the prosperity, there is always a place to hide dirt and dirt.

The night breeze is cold, like a layer of frost, cold and cold. Yun Jin walked among the silent and uninhabited alleys, occasionally a few wild cats flying past the wall, and he could even clearly hear the sound of the cats' feet falling to the ground.

Passing through Qinglian Lane, Yun Jin stopped in front of a house.

"Fang House", the two faded red lanterns in front of the door swayed gently in the wind, a little bleak. He leapt to his feet and landed gently on the flat ground in the front yard of the house.

It's so late, and the candles in the front hall are still dark, so the owner of this house must be worried about something, right?

Yun Jin knocked lightly on the door frame, and her dark eyes narrowed slightly.

The person in the hall looked up and stood up from his chair in surprise, he took a few quick steps back, his face vigilant, "Who are you?" Someone! Come on! ”

"Lord Fang doesn't need to panic, if I wanted to kill you, I would have already done it just now." Yun Jin glanced at the servant holding a wooden stick behind him, and said with a smile, "If Lord Fang can trust me, please leave and right, I came alone late at night, I really want to discuss something with you." ”

Fang Qingfeng looked at Yun Jin quietly for a while, and waved his hand at those servants, "Let's all retreat." ”

"Who are you?" Fang Qingfeng looked up and down, "Trespassing on my house, for what?" ”

Yun Jin smiled, "Is Lord Fang worried about the refugees in Xiaguan Town?" ”

"How do you know?!" He was stunned when he heard this, and even the officials above Wanzhou City temporarily suppressed it and did not report it.

Because this catastrophe is by no means a natural disaster, it is a man-made disaster!

Yun Jin sat down casually in his robe, and looked at Wan Qingfeng with a slight smile in his dark eyes, "Lord Wan is an official, and he is indeed more sympathetic to the people than your father." ”

"My father is just a commoner, how can he be called sympathetic to the people." He smiled wryly.

"No, Lord Wan's father is the former Hubu Shangshu Wang Ding."

"You, who are you?"

Wan Qingfeng was like a person who was intimidated at this time, his face instantly turned cold, he pursed his trembling lips, and his eyes were gloomy.

"I'm just someone who wants to help you." Yun Jin curled the corners of her lips slightly, "I hope you can trust my sincerity." ”

"Sincerity?" Wan Qingfeng flashed a pale sneer, "I have never seen you, and now you are threatening me with the so-called Wang Ding, how do you want me to believe you?" ”

"Lord Wan......" Yun Jin had a headache, "More than half a month ago, your wife went out with her son and accidentally fell into the water, and was rescued later, but is there such a thing?" ”

"Yes, but what does it have to do with you?"

Yun Jin took out a pan-gold token from his sleeve and put it in front of him, "The person who saved you, did he also leave you such a token, and told you that if you encounter any difficulties, you can take this token to Qingyun Hall in the south of Wanzhou City." ”