No matter what Jiang Lingling and Jiang Chen talked about, there was not much difference to Wen Xian.

After all, as long as this matter does not affect her, it is the Jiang family's own family matter, and they can handle it by themselves.

What surprised Wen Xian was Jiang Lingling's devotion to Jiang Chen.

As soon as the carriage stopped and was about to trim on the spot for lunch, Wen Xian saw Jiang Lingling following Jiang Chen, and did not dare to make a mistake at all.

Wen Xian raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything, just moved her muscles and bones on the side, waiting for boiling water and hot rice.

After a while, I saw Jiang Lingling sneaking up to her and whispering for help: "Madam, can I change the carriage later?" ”

She really didn't want to ride in a carriage with Jiang Chen, the sense of oppression was too strong, and she was uncomfortable.

Zheng Rou stood in front of Wen Xian and took the lead in speaking: "That's the young master of your family, you don't want to share a carriage with him, shouldn't you look for Young Master Jiang, what to do with your wife?" ”

Is it true that he is still the one who has not betrayed them, and he can still be coquettish and talk about conditions as he wants?

Madame didn't let her walk, even if it was good, and she chose it.

Jiang Lingling's face froze, and he sneered: "Third sister, I haven't offended you, right?" ”

She didn't do anything to be sorry for Zheng Rou, and she didn't know where Zheng Rou was so angry with her.

"Don't." Zheng Rou raised her hand and said, "I can't afford to be your third sister." ”

No matter how far away she was, she didn't want to get involved with Jiang Lingling.

Jiang Lingling's cheeks were flushed, and he didn't know how to refute it while holding his breath. But no matter what, she couldn't refute it.

Originally, she was at fault first, sorry for Madame, which is equivalent to being sorry for everyone.

Wen Xian saw that the two were deadlocked, and then said lightly: "Where do you want to sit to find Young Master Jiang, you don't have to ask me." ”

As long as she doesn't get out of her surveillance, she just sits on the roof of the car, and it has nothing to do with her, and she won't care.

Left and right Jiang Chen can cure her, let her have a good experience of what it is.

Even if she said so, Jiang Lingling had no other way but to return disappointed.

In the end, she still sat in the same car as Jiang Chen.

Wen Xian didn't pay attention to them anymore, but focused her eyes and thoughts on the people along the way.

Coming out of Guanping Mansion, the more you go to Minbei Mansion, the more desolate it becomes, and there are more and more displaced people along the way.

What's more, the more you go to northern Fujian, the more desolate it becomes. Except for the trees, there was no green grass or wild vegetables.

In other words, all the wild vegetables on the roadside have been dug up by the displaced people.

Even the green grass on the roadside has been dug up, so you can imagine how much impact Minbei Mansion has on the people.

Wen Xian clenched her fists, hoping that she would be able to take down the Northern Fujian Mansion immediately. At the very least, the people will no longer be starved and cold.

The carriage drove all the way to the post station in the middle of the two mansions, Wen Xian asked everyone to stop, rest at the post station for the night, and then set off early tomorrow.

Depart early tomorrow morning, and arrive at Minbei Mansion in the evening at the latest, and the time is quite sufficient.

The post station is located at the junction of Guanping Mansion and Northern Fujian Mansion, and is called Guanmin Post Station. It stands like an isolated island, standing in a deserted territory within a radius of ten miles.

Xu is world is difficult, and the post station looks a little dilapidated, which makes Wen Xian have the idea that this is a black shop.

"Phew~"

The carriage was firmly at the door of the post station, and Zhu San stepped forward and knocked on the post door.

After a long time, the door "creaked" and opened from the inside, and an uncle with a beard poked his head out.

His eyes were full of vigilance and said, "What are you doing?" ”

In order to prevent Zhu San from making a mistake, he firmly held down the door that only opened a crack, and if there was any abnormality, he would close the door immediately.

Zhu San took a step back and arched his hand: "Good shopkeeper, let's go to Northern Fujian Mansion from Guanping Mansion." It's getting late now, so why don't you make it easy for us to fix up here for the night? ”

"What a shopkeeper, I'm just a steward." The bearded steward was puzzled, "Right now, the northern Fujian Mansion is in chaos, what are you going to do there?" ”

From Guanping Mansion to Minbei Mansion, he became more cautious in his heart.

Where can Minbei Mansion be compared with Guanping Mansion, people in Minbei Mansion can't find a way to go to Guanping Mansion, where is there a way to go from Guanping Mansion to Minbei Mansion.

Zhu San pretended to be helpless and said: "No way, the main family has relatives over there." A few days ago, I came back with news that I was seriously ill and had to visit relatives. ”

Zhu San didn't even type the draft and said directly, no matter what reason he had, as long as he could make it up, he could use it directly.

The steward was still hesitating, so he watched Wen Xian and Zheng Rou get down from the carriage.

There was a woman, and he was a little relieved: "Okay, come in." ”

Open the door to do business, he can't really push the business out, this is not normal.

Zhu San hurriedly thanked him, and came back to lead the convoy into the backyard of the post station.

In fact, the front yard of the post station is a restaurant, and it has to receive people to eat and drink every day.

But now that there are fewer people coming and going, and there are many displaced people, they have not opened their doors to receive customers.

Wen Xian, who was already seated in the lobby, looked at the closed door, played with the teacup in her hand and said to the steward: "How long have you not received guests?" No one has been here before? ”

It shouldn't be, even if there are many displaced people, it can't actually affect the post station.

After all, the post station was not intended for the sake of the homeless people, but for the officials and merchants who came and went.

In troubled times, there will also be many self-made or wealthy businessmen.

When the steward heard this, he said with a wry smile on his face: "The girl doesn't know, as long as the door is open in our post station, there will be groups of homeless people running in to ask for something to eat." When it is serious, it will be directly snatched.

After a few times, we had to close the door. If there is a caravan knocking on the door, come in through the back door. Of course, there were very few caravans in these years, and even if there were occasional move-ins, they were only a few.

After all, from here to Minbei Mansion or to Guanping Mansion, it only takes one day to get there. ”

Many people who were in a hurry with dry food on their backs simply hurried to Fucheng to stay in Fucheng, and it was rare to rest at the post station.

There were also those who restocked themselves at the post station and continued on their way.

Wen Xian nodded and said, "When was the last time someone checked in?" ”

She found that the steward had said all this, and still did not answer her question.

She wanted to know who had been staying here last time and where they had gone.

"Ouch, the girl laughed." The steward said bitterly, "I heard that there is going to be a war in Northern Fujian, who would run out to live in a post station at this time."

By the way, are you going to Minbei Mansion? I advise you to go back to your home, and wait for Minbei Mansion to settle down before going. ”

At present, the soldiers are in chaos, and if you go, you may be injured by mistake, which is not cost-effective.

Wen Xian nodded and said, "Thank you for reminding us, if it weren't for the urgency, we wouldn't want to go to Northern Fujian Mansion." ”

She could see that the steward's mouth was very strict, and he was stunned not to reveal any useful information to her.

(End of chapter)