"Boss, we're going south?"

When Chen Jing walked out of the house, he found that the aisle was already full of people. Not only Hu Dong and these people, but also the family members of more than ten people, all looked at them worriedly.

"Xiao Jiu, didn't you say it?"

"Boss, you didn't make me-"

"Then I'll tell you." Chen Jing interrupted Xing Xiaojiu's words and smiled, "When I went out before, I already heard that there were a batch of good horses in Moxi, and there were a lot of glass valuables. On this trip, I plan to go with Xing Xiaojiu to have a look. ”

"Boss, why don't you take us? I, Zhou Yong, know a little soma skills. ”

"This trip is not a run. Recently, the situation near the town has also been a bit chaotic, so I don't let too many people follow. A few of you, escort the mistress and family first, go south first, and I will arrive later. ”

Hearing Chen Jing's explanation, the people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Xing Xiaojiu, who was standing in the corner, hugged his son, his face was full of reluctance, and he almost cried.

"Zhou Yong, come with me." After explaining, Chen Jing thought about it and spoke.

Zhou Yong's face was full of doubts, and he followed Chen Jing to the corner.

"I heard you've been a tough guy?"

"Exactly."

"Do you know how to make crossbows?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yong's face was shocked, "The owner, Da Ran's death law, the people are not allowed to make crossbows and armor privately, otherwise, it is equivalent to the crime of rebellion." ”

"Of course I've heard of it." Chen Jing frowned. But this time, following Yuan Siqiao and these people is almost like rebellion.

He had thought of trying to make a musket. But in this rainy late spring, if you are unlucky, you are afraid that the fire rope will not be lit.

Moreover, time is pressing, and in a few days, the matter of gathering righteousness will begin.

"Zhou Yong, listen to me......" Chen Jing racked his brains, trying to constantly instill the principle of making a crossbow into Zhou Yong's mind.

In the future, if this world collapses, it is impossible to raise a group of craftsmen and slowly put the things in your mind one by one.

After the next day, Zhou Yong spent a lot of effort to create one. But after Chen Jing tried it, he quickly abandoned it.

The hanging knife of this crossbow is too easy to jam.

The biggest advantage of the crossbow is the standby device. With a powerful direct shot, penetrate and kill the enemy, even if it is a young man, he has a crossbow in his hand, and after practicing for a few days, he can also take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and kill with one blow.

But the bow is different, it takes a long time to practice to get the right head, and it also requires the strength to open the bow and the agility to see in all directions. But whether it is in range or loading arrows, the bow will always have an advantage.

As for the dynasty's forbidden crossbow, a big reason is that it is worried that this kind of sharp weapon will become a big trend after the flood of the people.

"Boss, I've only been a tough man for less than half a year." Zhou Yong spoke reproachfully.

"Don't worry, it's almost there." Chen Jing comforted. looked at Zhou Yong again and said something to pay attention to.

"Remember, I need to hide it in my sleeve, I can't make it too big."

When the time comes to enter Ping'an Town, I can't say that I will encounter many fights. I don't know martial arts, so I can only find a way to resist the enemy with foreign objects.

"The owner, Master Ma is here!"

Chen Jing nodded, told Zhou Yong a few words, and then walked out. The matter of making a crossbow must not be known to outsiders, even if it has a good relationship with Lao Ma.

On the muddy path, the fat man didn't care about stepping on the mud, and hurriedly walked in front of him.

"Little Dongjia, Chen Xiaodong, are you leaving Tangcun?"

Because he was going south, in the past two days, the people in the racecourse had been packing their belongings and buying a carriage in Tang Village.

"Exactly, these days have become less and less peaceful." Chen Jing smiled, "Master Ma, don't worry, don't make trouble in the future, I, Chen Jing, will definitely come back." ”

The fat man is still reluctant, and there is an indescribable sigh on his fat face.

"When the little owner left, my heart felt empty all of a sudden. I don't know the little owner, if I am a few years younger, I can't say, I want to marry Jin Lan with the small owner. The fat man spun in circles, stopping from time to time and muttering a few words.

"I still have a lot of good rice in my rice warehouse, and I will find a car to fill it for the little proprietor, and when I get to the south, I can eat for a year and a half."

"Thank you, old horse."

"Me and the little owner hit it off at first sight." The fat man raised his head and sighed, and said a few more words before moving his bloated body and hurriedly getting into the carriage, shouting that he wanted to send two carts of rice grain.

Chen Jing retracted his gaze and looked around at the scenery around the racecourse. If there is no mistake, after escorting Mr. Da into Beijing, I am afraid that he will not be able to return to Tangcun in this life.

……

Two days later, the carriage of Xujia Racecourse to the south was ready. There were four wagons in total, with nearly ten horses.

Li Heng and Zhou Yong, riding on horses, carrying swords and bows, served as the main force of escort along the way, and the rest of the young men drove out of the trail carefully in a carriage. Zhou Yong, who had been tired for a few days, was smiling at this time, and even hummed a yellow song.

"Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

"I did something for the owner."

"What's the matter?"

"I'm not telling you." Zhou Yong pulled the horse and ran away.

The carriage drove through the long road on the edge of the ridge, and after the rain moistened, the rice crops grew more pleasantly, green and verdant, blending with the distant mountains, just waiting for the breeze to blow, and then wave after wave of spring waves.

After only a dozen miles of travel, Chen Jing and Xing Xiaojiu both stopped.

"Remember, your name is Xingqiu, Lao Tzu's son of Xing Xiaojiu. When you grow up for another two years, I will pass on the ancestral knife technique to you without pulling a single move. ”

"What are you crying about? When Lao Tzu was your age, he could go into the mountains to fight wolves. ”

"Don't let you cry, iron-beaten man, hanging egg seed, cry again and I'll smoke my legs...... Woo, my son, I can't bear you. ”

Xing Xiaojiu's father and son are like parting from life and death. This atmosphere was not good, which made Song Yu, who got out of the carriage, also become silent.

"I've already told you, I'll take Xiao Jiu to catch up with you."

Song Yu hung his head and was silent.

"The doll hasn't been born yet, I can't die, and I can't bear it."

Song Yu raised his head, his eyes red.

"Chen Jing, you are the son of the old Chen family, so go and do your thing. I went to the south, and as long as I have a breath left, I will definitely keep the family business for you. ”

What kind of family business is this? The real family business is to stand at the top of the food chain of this world.

But Chen Jing didn't say these words. He raised his hand and slowly lifted the ends of Song Yu's windswept hair.

On the long road, the sorrow of leaving people was mixed with the earthy smell of the wheels, and it choked people's noses for a while.

Chen Jing retracted his movements. Xing Xiaojiu also kicked his son away.

The two tied up the bamboo hats, rode their horses back, and between the green mountains and the rice fields, they ran like meteors for a while, surging towards the wind and clouds in front of them, and the pegasus killed.