Shenjia Village is a lively village, and the aunts and girls in the village were originally uncomfortable because they were locked up in the village, and now they all ran out when they heard the news.

Only the patrol team was left to do their duty at their posts.

"Oops, you're stepping on my feet, Cuihua, move to the side."

"Qiangzi's family, let me pass!"

"Don't squeeze it, don't squeeze it, it's far away, and you can't see it clearly when you stand in front."

Since it was night, and most of the snow had melted, the situation over there really didn't look very appropriate, and I could only hear the clashing of weapons and the sound of everyone humming in pain.

The fight is in full swing.

When the two followed Shen Qingsong to come, there were already a lot of people crowded at the entrance of the village.

"Hey, Xingluo is here, let's let go!"

The concubines immediately gave way to a two-person wide passage, making it clear that they regarded the couple as leaders.

Shen Manchu stood at the front of the village entrance and looked at the two groups of people in the distance, and the original sad face on his face was no longer there.

It's good that you're not here for Shenjia Village!

He was worried about death in the past two days, afraid that the original 200-person team of refugees would expand again.

With so many people on the board, the pressure on the patrol team doubles!

Well, now things are perfectly settled.

Someone took revenge on them!

"Xingluo is here, come and take a look, what should we do now?"

Shen Manchu is a good leader.

He knows that he is not smart, so he often talks about "what to do", as a leader can be in charge of the overall situation, but also learn to listen carefully.

Don't fool around in areas that you don't understand or are not good at.

Cheng Xi really likes him very much.

However, she was also planning to watch the excitement, and she soon realized that something was wrong, because the eyes of the person next to her changed.

"What's the matter, do you know the caravan?"

Shen Xingluo retracted his gaze, was silent for a moment, and said:

"If nothing else, it should be Lord Qincha Jiang who came to the capital to take office."

Ha?

Chincha-sama?

The gang that was about to be killed by the refugees?

Cheng Xi was stunned, and she turned her head again to look at the retreating carriage.

"Huh-"

The man on the side of the carriage, she knew!

Although he hadn't seen him for a few months, Cheng Xi still had an impression of it.

"The man in the gray brocade robe bought our recipe for braised pork, and gave two hundred taels of silver."

At that time, she saw that the other party was from a large family, but she didn't expect that he was still an official.

Shen Xingluo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed.

What a coincidence.

"Uncle Manchu, these people must be saved."

Now it was Shen Manchu's turn to change his face, and his originally relieved face suddenly became entangled again.

"Really want to be saved?"

He didn't think he would be able to match up with 200 refugees!

Shen Xingluo's expression was solemn, "It must be saved." ”

Cheng Xi also interjected, "Uncle, the man in the carriage once bought the braised pork I made, and he is a good person." ”

As soon as Shen Manchu heard this, his originally hesitant heart suddenly became firm.

"Save, save!"

Since they are people they know and have prevented disasters for their Shenjia Village, they must be saved.

If you don't save your conscience, you can't say it.

"What about the patrol team, Lian Hu, Zheng Shan!"

The aunts also have eyes, and when they saw that everyone had moved the real knife, they immediately stepped back so as not to hinder the villagers from doing big things.

Qing Song immediately picked up his bow and arrows, put on the arrow feathers and filled them, and his eyes suddenly carried a little anger.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Lian Hu gave an order, and dozens of arrows went towards the refugees on the opposite side.

The forty-year-old man outside the carriage suddenly beamed with joy.

"My lord, my lord is saved, we are saved!"

The morale of the escort was originally low, but when they saw that someone was helping, they regained their confidence and soon cooperated with the patrol to fight a counterattack.

Cheng Daqian rushed out with six dart masters, slashing a mob with a knife, and slashing it accurately.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in the boundary of Shenjia Village?!"

The voice was loud, with a bit of internal force, and the five organs of the refugees were about to be displaced.

Cheng Xi watched this scene from a distance and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Good guy, I don't know and think I'm shouting "Who dares to be presumptuous in my village".

What's going on with this gangster?

Isn't it because I've been in the isolated Shenjia Village for too long?

However, the effect of this roar with internal force was really staggering, and the refugee was suddenly like a plate of loose sand, and he could no longer lift the strength he had just had.

The patrol can fight three or four at a time, and even the refugees can't resist it.

The tide of battle soon turned around.

Soon the refugees scattered and fled in a panic.

Cheng Xi didn't even have a chance to make a move.

"Uncle, look, we can fight as many people as possible, don't worry about it."

Shen Manchu was also stunned by this operation.

Ah, are they so fierce now, they don't even care about 200 people?

"Little Stream, I need to find a time to invite your father to drink."

Drink until you walk against the wall!

***

The old man got out of the carriage.

His gray hair was a little disheveled from the battle just now, but even so, his wise and majestic eyes grabbed all the attention.

The old man clasped his hands together, "Thank you for your righteous action, the old man is polite." ”

"The elderly don't have to be like this."

Shen Manchu was a little sneering, "When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, it should be." ”

After he finished speaking, he secretly guessed in his heart that the old man's identity was extraordinary.

This unruly bearing and the momentum around him are not comparable to ordinary people.

This is a noble man!

That's right!

Jiang Ming, who was beside the old man, set his eyes on Cheng Xi, but hesitated slightly.

"This little lady, have we met somewhere?"

After three months, the memory is already a little long, not to mention that the current Cheng Xi is very different from before, at least his hair is a lot darker.

Cheng Xi smiled, "Huaishui Wharf, braised pork recipe, do you remember the guest officer?" ”

Oh –

The man suddenly realized, "It's a girl!" ”

He immediately looked at the old man beside him, "Sir, this is the girl who invented braised meat, and you are the most favorite to eat." ”

The old man suddenly focused his attention on Cheng Xi, "The little lady is good at craftsmanship, and now the old man still thinks about the deliciousness of the braised pork." ”

Although he bought the recipe back, he always felt that something was missing from the taste.

Since they are acquaintances, the two sides are much closer when they speak.

Coupled with the grace of saving his life, Shen Manchu quickly led people into the village - most of the Jiang family's guards were injured and still needed to be bandaged.

There is still a distance from the entrance of the village to the entrance of the Shen ancestral hall, but this distance is enough to shock the group.

Without him, this village would be so different from what they had encountered along the way.

Other villages are bitter, most of the houses have collapsed, and the villagers are all hungry and yellow-skinned, and they are extremely wary of passers-by.

But when I arrived in Shenjia Village, none of these were available!

It's more like the people here lived before the snow disaster, no, they are richer than before the snow disaster!

(End of chapter)