The next morning, the short-shirted boy followed his father out of the city to take the car, and Ye Dangting accompanied Lin Mu at home, so it was not a matter of sneaking away from home in the early morning and sneaking home in the evening.

Next to the caravan wagon

"When my son grows up, he's going to go far away," Father Lin patted Lin Manliu's shoulder and said.

"Dad, I will definitely go home as soon as possible, you and your mother must take care of your body," the short-shirted young man looked at his father's old face and whimpered.

"I just said that you have grown up, and you are about to start crying again, why can you show some man's courage like a girl," Father Lin said immediately.

Then the short-shirted boy followed the traveling caravan and gradually moved away from Fengcheng.

......

All the way was very smooth, before March, I was about to arrive at the first replenishment site of the caravan, Jiannan Rongcheng, all the way the men on the caravan knew that there was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child in the caravan who always carried his own package and a piece of black cloth, usually walked with the caravan and never took a car, and the family was a pastry shop in Dongcheng.

When the caravan rests, he will come over to help light a fire and boil water to get food, and at night he will chat with the men who keep watch to relieve fatigue, but it is a little weird during the day, and he will always stretch out his hand to explore the ground when he walks on the mountain road, in the words of the Lin family child, he is exercising, and he has not been far away and has not practiced much, and his feet can't keep up with them after practice.

As the light rain gradually stopped in the early morning, the caravan drove out of the mountain forest, and the dense forest spread around the mountain road, and suddenly the field of vision was broad, only to see the city wall towering, the mottled traces represent the vicissitudes of life experienced by this towering high city, there are some spring blooming flowers under the city wall, the morning dew or hanging on the wall, or dotted on the petals, or embellished on the flowers and grass leaves.

The short-shirted young man looked at these small flowers that had just bloomed and was very happy in his heart, this is the outside world, and the caravan steward not only sighed in front: "Good a Xiao to see the red wet place, the flowers are heavy in the official city."

The accompanying caravan guards echoed on the side, and a young man above the city looked at the scene under the city and chuckled a little sarcasm, ready to turn around and leave, and when he left, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Manliu, who was looking around at the end of the caravan, and his right hand unconsciously began to pinch the trick deduction, and it didn't take long for him to give up and leave.

The caravan found a post near the city gate and was about to rest, and as soon as everyone was seated, suddenly several people who looked like officials came.

"Let all of them let go, let them let the yamen do things and retreat and avoid," the official led by the official touched his round belly with one hand and pointed to the post station to rest at the guest and scolded him, waiting for everyone to give up half of their seats.

He sat down at the table that had not had time to eat not long after he had just arrived, and almost broke the bench, and then the accompanying officials sat aside and began to eat this overlord banquet, and the guests who were suddenly occupied did not dare to speak out.

Everyone in the caravan was about to find a seat to sit down again, but unexpectedly, there was another movement on the official side, and the greasy and fat official seemed to be eating something in his mouth, and shouted to the caravan side: "It's a hillbilly from the mountain over there, do you know the rules and know each other, and give the official a few jars of good wine, otherwise this carriage pulling goods will not leave Rongcheng."

"This official waits, the little one will go to the store to get some wine for the official..."The caravan steward hurriedly got up and bowed his head over there and said, and then prepared to go to the post station Xiaoer.

"That's right, you put the caravan into the city comfortably to buy goods, and we will enforce the law impartially to escort you out of the city....." The official saw that the steward knew the number of roads, so he echoed.

Halfway through the words, he happened to see Lin Manliu in the crowd, and when he saw that he was carrying a black cloth strip on his back, he pointed to the young man in a short shirt, and his outstretched fingers were still stained with the oil stains he had just grabbed and eaten, and said sharply: "What is that little baby carrying, do you hillbillies still bring weapons into the city without permission, the steward had better give an explanation!" ”。

The caravan steward who was still over there was obviously so frightened that he couldn't speak, and he didn't expect this official to be so insatiable, and he had to squeeze real money from the caravan. Seeing this, the short-shirted boy unconsciously prepared to grasp the hilt of his sword.

Suddenly, horses' hooves erupted in the street, and pedestrians retreated to both sides of the road.

"What is needed? In broad daylight, the officials in the city robbed the people's livelihood, and they also used strong words to prepare to seize other people's property to win silver taels, is this your impartial law enforcement? A slightly neutral voice came from the other side of the street, it was the man who rode the horse, and he got closer and closer until he was less than five steps in front of the group of officials, and then he struck the horse and the table of the officials.

"General Li Li Li...", the officer hurriedly got up and prepared to salute.

Before he could salute, another horse whip was struck on the table, and another sound came from the horse: "Even if you enter the city with weapons, are there no soldiers at the city gates?" Inheriting the law of Taizu Risheng, reading the knights of the rivers and lakes to resist the enemy together to the world, the mountains and rivers are stable, regardless of their background, they can enter the city with weapons, only bowstrings, crossbows, arrows, and utensils need to be guarded by the captain of the city gate, what is the meaning of you here, when I don't know? Don't get out of here yet".

The fat official immediately ran into the city, and his retinue also fled in a hurry. The military general on horseback saw that the official was fleeing from the city, and gave his subordinates a look, so he dismounted and walked towards the caravan, and clenched his fist at the caravan: "Li Yanhe, the guard general in the south of Xiarong City, has caused inconvenience to you just now, and I have offended you a lot", and the steward hurriedly responded and did not care.

Li Yanhe looked at Lin Manliu and said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with bringing weapons into the city, but little brother, don't think that my Yanyang Dynasty will return the south to the rivers and lakes, regardless of whether it is still up to the knights to be happy and revenge, if it is not a sword that will surely win but everyone, don't unsheath it at will."

The young man in the short shirt thanked Li Yanhe: "General Xie Li for his guidance, I understand below."

"Presumably, the caravan document seal has not been printed yet, little brother, come with me to get your caravan's transit documents, so that the caravan can travel conveniently in the future." Li Yanhe looked at the caravan steward as he spoke, and the caravan steward immediately understood: "Man Liu, hurry up and go with the general to get the papers."

Li Yanhe didn't say anything to the short-shirted boy along the way, he just led the horse forward, Lin Manliu walked behind him, and Li Yanhe looked back at the young man from time to time. After taking the stamped paperwork.

Looking at the flowers and grass on the side of the city wall, Li Yanhe looked at the young man in a short shirt and said: "Now is not the best season, we need to wait until after August, when it is the most beautiful. At that time, if you have time, you can see the flowers blooming in the city."

The short-shirted boy was a little confused by these words, so he had to nod his head in understanding.

After Lin Manliu set off from Rongcheng, Ye Dangting asked Lin's mother to send two letters, one to the Rongcheng guerrilla general's mansion and wrote: "Fengcheng eastbound caravan, his disciple." One letter to Hangzhou Lufu wrote: "I accepted a disciple and came back to welcome the opening of the village on my behalf."