"Here, here's this scarf for you."

Lu Weimang wrapped himself tightly, and handed a dark scarf to Huo Jing, asking him to wrap himself too.

"Just follow my example and wrap it on your head, or when we get to Jincheng, you'll be red-skinned like the locals."

From the heroic sacrifice at the beginning of summer to the real completion of their trip, it has come to the middle of summer, Huo Jing and Lu Weimang and his party are impatient with the carriage, and the black armor guards behind them are all riding horses.

Lu Weimang and Huo Jing rode all the way, the air became drier and drier, and the sun became more and more scorching, Lu Weimang bought a scarf in the city he was passing by, divided it among the people, wrapped it, and handed the remaining piece in his hand to Huo Jing beside him.

Huo Jing saw that Lu Weimang wrapped herself like a girl from the Western Regions, and she also obeyed her wishes, took the dark gauze scarf, and wrapped her head and face as well.

Yongzhou starts from Shuofang in the east and reaches Yumen Pass in the west, which is the third place of exile in addition to Yizhou and Youzhou.

It is said to be a place of exile, of course, whether it is the climate or the conditions, it is among the bitter cold.

Compared with the difficulty and miasma of Yizhou, the bitter cold of Youzhou, and the bitterness of Yongzhou lies in the strong wind. The wind here is harder than Kyoto, the sun is hotter than Kyoto, and from Kyoto all the way to the west, the city and the crowd gradually thins out, and only the desolate boundless grassland and loess alternate.

Moreover, it is adjacent to the Qiang people, and it is an important defense area in the northern Xinjiang, and His Majesty sent Huo Jing here, and the people in the court and China have a lot of discussions.

However, those voices, Huo Jing, Lu Weimang and others, who are now far away, are only thinking about the road.

"Do you feel hard? If we don't go out of Beijing, you should blow the cool breeze of ice cubes in the Spring Dawn Hall at this time, and you don't have to be scorched by the scorching sun here. ”

Huo Jing's faint voice came from the horse that was arm distance away, Lu Weimang shook his head and looked ahead, "I only care about when we arrive in Jincheng." ”

Huo Jing smiled, "It's wrapped, let's continue on our way, we can arrive before dark." ”

Lu Weimang's heart was relieved and he became happy, "Great, riding horses these days, people are stiff, hurry up to Jincheng, I want to lie down all day, drive!" ”

Lu Weimang waved his horsewhip and headed west. Huo Jing also whipped up and followed. Behind him, Lin Chen, Ding Yi, Xiao Qiu, Xiao Xia, and the black armor guard followed up.

The wind suddenly cooled down, and Lu Weimang straightened up from the state of crouching down and riding a horse, and as far as the eye could see, at the end of the endless grassland in the distance, a continuous black line came into view.

"There's the Golden City, and we'll be there soon."

Huo Jing's voice came, and Lu Weimang continued to whip up and catch up.

As the night deepened, Lu Weimang and the others finally arrived in Jincheng.

"Get a good night's sleep tonight, and we'll go to the yamen tomorrow to hand over."

Outside Jincheng, Huo Jing dismounted and said to Lu Weimang beside him that he was as familiar as going home.

"Hmm" Lu Weimang nodded, turned over and dismounted, led the horse to follow Huo Jing, and the group pretended to enter the city.

The black-armored guard followed behind everyone and followed into the city. Hessesen's guards were extraordinary, but the old man who sold tea at the gate of the city just glanced up, and then wiped the table to greet the guests, as if in this golden city, he had already regarded the guards as strong as the black armor guards.

This is a completely different style from Kyoto.

Lu Weimang looked around and nodded secretly.

When he arrived in the city, Huo Jing took Lu Weimang and went straight to a manor in the west of the city.

"Huo Mansion!"

There are two large characters at the door, indicating the origin of this manor.

"It's the place where I settled in northern Xinjiang two years ago."

Huo Jing explained, and walked towards the gate with Lu Weimang.

An old servant saw the crowd from afar, and opened the gate to welcome his master.

"Young master, madam, the courtyard is all cleaned up, and the hot water, tea and rice are ready."

A lean and capable old servant stepped forward to report.

"Hmm."

Entering the mansion, it is not the same as the small courtyard in the west imagined by Lu Weimang, she also thought that the courtyards here are all loess courtyards, but the result is not much different from that in Kyoto.

"Jincheng is on the plain at the junction of two rivers, where the water and grass are abundant and the climate is pleasant. There is no scorching heat in summer and no severe cold in winter, and it is a rare treasure land in the north. ”

Huo Jing explained to the curious Lu Weimang.

"It's too late today for you to see, and when we're settled in a few days, I'll take you out of the city and see for yourself."

Lu Weimang nodded, "No wonder I haven't gotten close to this city yet, and I feel the coolness coming, I see!" ”

Tired all the way, Lu Weimang and the others simply ate and took a hot bath, and then cleaned up and rested. Only the thin old man who left the housekeeper in the house took the people in the house, chopped wood and fed the horses, and cleaned up the aftermath for the group.

At noon on the second day, Lu Weimang finally opened his eyes.

"Miss, are you awake? Get up and eat. You weren't tired and didn't eat anything last night, and you missed breakfast today, so you're already hungry, right? ”

Xiao Xia lifted Lu Weimang's bed tent and hung it on both sides, Lu Weimang was wearing cotton and linen pajamas, sat up on the bed, and stretched a big lazy waist.

"This night's sleep is really comfortable."

Xiao Xia took the regular clothes, "Uncle is handing over to the prefect in the front yard, you should get up quickly." ”

Lu Weimang got out of bed, and after washing, he took Jincheng's specialty "naan cake" and went to the front yard.

This cake is different from the crispy cake in Kyoto, it is a dry, fragrant and soft feeling, the size of a palm, Lu Weimang just eats, and he can't help but eat two, and then he can't help but take another one as a snack, and take a bite after a while.

Huo Jing was in the study in the front yard, and when he saw Lu Weimang coming, he still had those naan cakes in his hand, and couldn't help but smile, "Do you like it?" ”

Lu Weimang raised the naan cake in his hand, "It's delicious." ”

"It's good to like it. The food style here is different from the southern and Kyoto that you are used to, and it is more rugged, and you can eat the usual pasta food, so that you can enjoy the scenery more. ”

"Hmm." Lu Weimang took another bite of the cake, stood behind Huo Jing, saw that his case was already full of official documents, and looked at Huo Jing.

"You're familiar with the road here, I can't. Today I will have another day off, and tomorrow I will go to the Yamen to hand over. ”

Lu Weimang is not only Huo Jing's wife, but also his Zhizhou.

Huo Jing stretched out his hand to circle Lu Weimang on his side, "Don't worry, the official has arrived, and there is a half-month handover period." And this place is different from Kyoto, Jincheng Zhongzhou Mu Yamen are all old people, you can just have someone send official documents into the house when the time comes. ”

Lu Weimang nodded, "It seems that this is your territory." ”

Huo Jing smiled, "Where is there any turf, it's just the bitter cold of Yongzhou, and the nobles in Kyoto can't avoid it, and even the new science and technology jinshi will try to dredge up the relationship and not come here." Therefore, there is a perennial shortage of manpower in the government and yamen here, and it is usually one person who wears many hats. Moreover, the public funds here are insufficient, the fields are scarce, and there is no tax, so the yamen has been in disrepair for a long time, so the state pastoral yamen is placed in our house. There are also advantages of fewer people, and things can be done according to local conditions, and there are no constraints from anyone. ”

Lu Weimang understood. These are the three major places of exile, and the officials here are all local natives, or people who have been excluded from Kyoto. And there is no oil and water here, and everyone will not fight for power like a black-eyed chicken for a little power. Here, Huo Jing is afraid that he is the only powerful and high-ranking family, so he can be more wanton and not have so many rules.

Lu Weimang struck his hand and exclaimed, "What a treasure!" ”

Huo Jing smiled and pinched the fleshy face of the girl next to him, "That's what you think." ”

Lu Weimang slapped off the hand pinching his face, and said solemnly, "The emperor is far away, and he is the master of the house, this is not a treasure land?" ”

In Kyoto, Lu Weimang would not say this sentence when he was killed. But in this desolate Yongzhou, no one cares about it.

On the third day of coming to Yongzhou, Lu Weimang got up when he got up, and it was already two quarters of an hour later than in Kyoto, but he was still pulled down by Huo Jing and held in his arms, "You don't have to get up too early." ”

When Lu Weimang arrived at the Yamen, it was already two o'clock, this point was in Kyoto, and the early dynasty had retreated, but the Jincheng Zhizhou Yamen was still a personnel, and only one or two old officials who guarded the door respectfully opened the door to Lu Weimang and let her enter to wait.

On the third pole of the day, Lu Weimang sat on the official seat of Zhizhou, in the yamen, waiting for his subordinates to arrive.

At present, the subordinate officials, from top to bottom, only have one general judge, one inspector, one post officer, and the tax ambassador, who is not in the stream.

Of course, this is not all the manpower of the Zhizhou Yamen, and their subordinates do not enter the stream, so they don't need to come to see Lu Weimang.

But even if all of them are counted, there are only less than twenty people in this Zhizhou Yamen.

Lu Weimang couldn't help but doubt, she remembered that when she was in Yangzhou, there were no less than 50 officials and officials who came out to greet her, and this was only the chief official, not counting the officials. How did you get to yourself and be so few people?

"Lord Lu, all our official documents in the past few years are here. Jincheng Zhizhou has been vacant for a long time, and there is no need to hand over. Moreover, we all know that it has been vacant for a long time, Lord Lu, when will you fill in the subordinate officials? In this way, you can take a break from your humble duties and not have to be so busy every day. ”

General judge Qi Hongxi said.

Lu Weimang looked at the sky outside, and then looked at Qi Hongxi, who was young and strong, "Is this also called busy?" ”

Qi Hongxi arched his hand, "My lord, you came from Kyoto, you may not know our local work and rest habits. There are two meals a day here, and at the end of breakfast, the upper office is at two o'clock. Today, everyone knows that the new chief has arrived, and he has specially got up early to greet him. On weekdays, the yamen will arrive at noon. ”

Lu Weimang almost laughed angrily, she didn't have a seizure, after all, she didn't know if this Qi Hongxi was joking or if this Jincheng was like this.

Without investigation, there is no voice.

Lu Weimang plans to use the half-month handover period to deeply experience the local work and rest, and wait for half a month before dealing with it.

"Alright, stand down. How is the past, as always, I will take a look at the official document first and experience the routine of Lord Qi. ”

"Whoa!"

Everyone retired and went out on errands.

(End of chapter)