"Chirp—"

Sitting by the campfire, Chen Jing sneezed and wrapped his robe again. It doesn't feel good to spend the night outside.

"Someone must be cursing the owner." Xing Xiaojiu smiled and handed a baked cake to Chen Jing.

"The owner is already more than forty miles away from Jingyi."

Jingyi refers to the area near the capital, and Ping'an Town is also among them. According to Chen Jing's prediction, it will take at least three days or so to reach the Zhizhou border.

When you enter Zhizhou, the sky is high and the birds will fly.

But this time when he went south and inquired along the way, Chen Jing got extremely bad news. After Mr. Big left the south, those gate valve forces in the six southern states that had originally changed the law and reformed began to move again, trying to overthrow the law.

But Chen Jing understands that, as Yuan Siqiao said, Mr. Da is weak and afraid that time is running out, so in order to change the law, he can only return to Beijing first.

Shaking off his thoughts, Chen Jing didn't think much about it, took the baked cake, put on the water bag, and was ready to take a nap after eating.

"Xiao Jiu, you and I take turns on duty at night, if there is something, I will wake you up."

"Dongjia, you sleep first, you know, even if I Xing Xiaojiu encounters a mountain ghost, I dare to cut twice."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Jing fell asleep in a trance, but vaguely heard the sound of someone talking, and when Chen Jing looked up again, he found that at some point, there was a middle-aged man with a kind face sitting by the campfire.

The middle-aged man was talking to Xing Xiaojiu about something, and when he saw Chen Jing wake up, he rarely smiled.

"Boss, over there." Xing Xiaojiu hurriedly spoke.

Chen Jing turned his head sideways and found that not far from the forest road, there was an exquisite carriage, and on the side of the carriage, there were more than a dozen uniformly dressed guards. Beside the middle-aged man, there were also two big men who didn't move their knives, looking Chen Jing up and down at this time.

"Don't panic, when I was walking at night, I saw a bonfire, so I thought about getting a companion." The middle-aged man smiled and began to introduce himself, "It's presumptuous, it's a lot of trouble." Contemptible Lin Tang, a person from Qizhou, has seen Xiaoyou. ”

"Junior...... Chen Jing, I've seen adults. ”

Lin Tang was stunned, "My lord? What do you mean by that? ”

"The adults are wearing cloud head shoes and embroidered with gold thread."

Lin Tang was not angry, his face was a little surprised, "I looked at your dress before, I looked like a country warrior, I didn't expect that you still know some Taoism." ”

"My lord is going south, but is it a business trip?" Chen Jing quietly picked up a bowl of hot water and handed it to Lin Tang. It's rare to have an official body with such a good temperament.

"Guess what?" Lin Tang smiled faintly.

"I don't dare to talk about it, for fear that adults will be angry."

"It's okay, my temperament has already been almost sharpened."

Chen Jing was silent, "My lord has been demoted." ”

"Bold!" Sure enough, the two guards behind Lin Tang immediately shouted angrily.

Lin Tang's face was calm, "Tell me, how did you know." ”

"If an adult enters the capital and becomes a Beijing official, it will naturally be promoted, but if he goes south to serve and stays away from the court, if there is no mistake, he will be demoted."

Throughout the ages, the closer you get to the power of the court, the more you will rise to the top. But away from the court, it's the opposite.

"Chen Jing, do you know anything about Ping'an Town?"

"I've heard some of them, and they seem to be making a lot of noise. But I've been on the Tang Village side, and I haven't paid much attention to it. Chen Jing's face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

"I was outside the city at that time, and I showed my official badge, and I couldn't enter the city, so I had to wait until these two days before I went south to take up my post. I heard that it was the Restoration—"

Lin Tang suddenly lowered his voice, "Don't talk about it, you know too much, and it may not be a good thing." ”

Chen Jing nodded and did not ask. He could guess that Lin Tang belonged to the kind of depressed people, so he was relegated to the south. Maybe in the future, there will be some kind of intersection between him and this official with a bumpy career.

Around the campfire, the two talked happily. Chen Jing's insight into the two worlds has made Lin Tang shocked several times.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed, and the sky was slowly starting to brighten.

"Chen Jing Xiaoyou, after entering Zhizhou, if you are free, you can come to Taowei County to find me, I happen to be working there. If it weren't for the official body, I would really want to walk with you. ”

"The grace of the adult's teaching last night, Chen Jing is unforgettable."

"You guy, your mouth is like honey." Lin Tang smiled and clenched his fists, "Then say goodbye first, you and I will meet again." ”

"Take care all the way, sir."

Lin Tang turned around and got into the carriage. After a short time, surrounded by horseback guards, the carriage suddenly disappeared in front of the official road.

"Boss, do we count...... Official? ”

Chen Jing shook his head, "No, at most, it's a good fate." But it's okay, you and I will end up in Zhizhou. Maybe in the future, I can ask him to help with something. ”

"Twice?"

"People are sophisticated, and they run out in one go." Chen Jing glanced at him, "Get ready, and you'll continue to hurry." ”

……

About three days later, Chen Jing and the two entered the Zhizhou border. Compared with Ping'an Town, the border town in front of it rarely has a trace of vitality.

Everywhere you look, you can see peddlers and merchants, gathering from all directions, squeezing into this small state town.

According to the previous agreement with the Zhuang people, Chen Jing went to the largest inn first, asked for a letter, and then inquired about the whereabouts of the Xu family racecourse.

To tell the truth, the matter of escorting Mr. Big will take three or four days at most, which is not long. Song Yu's side, it is estimated that he is still staying here in the state border, waiting for them to meet.

"Boss, how come there is a battalion army?"

Chen Jing's face was slightly shocked, and he turned his head to look, and sure enough, as Xing Xiaojiu said, on the long street of the town, two groups of battalions ran by in a hurry.

Xing Xiaojiu quickly went to inquire about it.

"The owner, I asked, it's about the rebels. Somehow, it's getting more and more fierce now. The battalion army suppressed several waves, but they were not able to clean it up. ”

"Morley." Chen Jing frowned. As Yuan Siqiao said, what he needs to do now is to accumulate resources for self-preservation.

Of course, for him at the moment, the promotion to the county magistrate is the most important thing. In this way, you can become a small doorman, and you can support private soldiers and doormen.

Otherwise, like his small horse farm, if there are more people, I am afraid that I will be suspicious of the official and suspected of supporting the army and respecting myself.

In the town, they bought some new dry food and water bags, and fed the horses, and the two did not stay any longer, but left the town and continued to meet the villagers.

Chen Jing didn't dare to think about what would become of the sick and weak Daran Dynasty if one day Mr. Da couldn't hold it and failed to reform the law.

"Boss, look at those people."

Finding the congestion ahead, Chen Jing frowned and stopped the horse. When I got closer, I found that it was actually an old scribe of the Restoration, standing on a stone platform on the side of the road on crutches, and talking impassionedly.

There were many people next to him, and their faces were full of yearning, and they couldn't stop cheering and cheering.

Unlike Ping'an Town, on the contrary, here, the Restoration Party was not ostracized, and there were no 17 arrest warrants. The battalion troops who occasionally came and went, and when they saw someone gathering, they all left with a blank face.

Chen Jing suddenly understood that the flame in Mr. Big's hand might have begun to burn, burning in the chests of those who yearn for hope in the six southern states.