As if stepping on the clouds, he was helped out of the prison by his son with one foot deep and one foot shallow, Ning Shan's head was still a little confused, and he kept looking at Ning Caichen beside him.

"Father, what do you want to ask me?" Ning Caichen held his rough right hand, and his smile was warm and bright.

"That, how did I get out?" Ning Shan glanced back with palpitations, and then quickly turned his head.

Ning Caichen smiled: "Since I redeemed it, don't worry, it'll be okay in the future." ”

"Where did you get the money?" Ning Shan's body trembled, and he said solemnly, "Mo didn't steal it, right?"

It was robbed by murder. Ning Caichen muttered in his heart, but he couldn't say this, otherwise he would be afraid that he would be frightened: "You don't have to worry about this, I swear, this money is not a loss at all." ”

His own child's character Ningshan is still trustworthy, and when he saw that he had used all his oaths, he no longer doubted it at the moment: "No matter how you borrowed it or how you got it, as long as the money comes from the right way, we don't lose our hearts." ”

Ning Caichen nodded yes, and gradually returned home with his father.

Seeing that her husband and son had returned safely, Wang almost jumped up for joy, clasped his hands together, and kept saying words like thanking the Buddha, thanking God, and thanking Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Ning Caichen smiled, didn't bother her, waved his hand and went back to the room alone, leaving the old lady to comfort his father.

Lying on the bed in clothes, his eyes looked at the bright moon in mid-air through the dilapidated wooden window, and said secretly: "Although the human emperor's pen kills people invisibly and will not be traced to me, but in this kind of society with an imperfect legal system, I really don't have any sense of security at all." The Emperor's Pen, the Emperor's Pen, why can't you spit out a piece of practice for me, so that I can settle down. ”

In his exclamation, the night faded and he slowly fell asleep.

At dawn the next day, a storm suddenly broke out in Guxian, where there had never been many major events. The county magistrate died suddenly on his bed, and countless people applauded for a while.

It is said that when this kind of thing happened, the cause of death should be investigated as soon as possible, but some of the county magistrates led by Zhao Jiaotou and the local wealthy clans suddenly got into action, fighting for power and profit, and they all wanted to inherit the position of the county order, who had time to care about the sudden death of the county magistrate because of what illness?

Because of this, this matter has nothing to do with Ning Caichen. As soon as this storm appeared, it evolved into another storm, completely excluding him. And when he woke up, the first thing he thought about was how to wash the remaining more than 1,000 taels of silver, so that he would not have to go hungry from now on.

Gu County doesn't have to think about it, almost all the property in the county has been scraped by the county order, and it has become more than a thousand taels of silver in his hands. You know, at this time, prices were quite cheap, and the purchasing power of silver was quite amazing. One tael of silver is almost equivalent to 600 yuan in later generations, and more than 1,000 taels of silver is more than 600,000 yuan. Think about how it is possible to launder 600,000 in a remote town?

"It seems that I am going to Jinhua Mansion, and I will come back from the big city, and this 600,000, oh no, it is more than 1,000 taels of silver can be explained. Ning Caichen muttered, got up, and found his parents: "Father, mother, the child needs to go to Jinhua Mansion for a trip, you can collect the five taels of silver first, which can be used for the expenses of the time I left." ”

As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of broken silver from the placket of his shirt and placed them in front of the two old men.

It's not that he doesn't want to give more, but giving too much will inevitably cause some trouble. A wolf skin can cause a prison sentence, and God knows what will happen if two old men have a huge sum of money.

"Is it to settle the matter of borrowing?" Ning Shan asked subconsciously.

Ning Caichen didn't want to deceive the two relatives: "It's to solve the problem of money, but it has nothing to do with the money you came back." After the children returned, they took the second elder back to Jinhua, settled there, and created a private school for his father to teach. ”

"Zhao Prison Boss is right, if you have a son like this, what more can you ask for. Ning Shan Lao Huai was relieved and sighed again and again.

Ning Caichen chuckled and shook his hand vigorously, all family affection was silent.

After having breakfast at home, Ning Caichen picked up his bookcase, said goodbye to his parents, and walked outside the county. When people asked him where he was, he said that he went to Jinhua Mansion to collect his debts, and he would definitely have a lot of money in his pocket when he returned.

The people in the county didn't think he was vulgar, but he was a little funny. The old farmer in the field said with a smile: "I know that your family fled from Jinhua, but after the war, ten rooms and nine empty shops, how can this account be recovered?"

Ning Caichen stopped and replied with a smile: "Even if there are nine out of ten accounts, as long as there is one account to rely on, this trip will not be a loss." ”

The people in the county were noncommittal about this, but they didn't have any bad intentions. These days are not the kind of times when you can't see the good of others.

From Guxian to Jinhua, there are thousands of miles, and I am afraid that it will take several months to walk on my legs, which is too much time and is not what Ning Caichen wants. So when he passed by the next township, he bought a bad horse for twenty taels of silver, and walked on his way.

In fact, he also thought about buying a good horse, but he had no choice but to buy a good horse, and the smaller towns could not meet it at all, so he had to turn to the second.

Because he had never learned to ride, at the beginning, Ning Caichen was completely lying on the back of the horse, struggling to control the direction of the inferior horse. For three days, he was barely able to straighten his upper body without shaking, and since then the horse has galloped, but he is also generous and bold, and he flies freely.

During the Ming Dynasty, the official roads had been repaired enough to allow three carriages to travel side by side. On this wide road, there were not many pedestrians at all, only a few knights galloping away on horseback from time to time.

Walking on this kind of road, different people will have different feelings. People who are irritable will feel that the official road is long, the road ahead is long, and the mood will be more depressed. People who are open-minded will feel that the long road is under my feet and the end is ahead, and their emotions will be more comfortable.

It coincides with the handover of spring and summer, and both sides of the road are verdant and red. The breeze was cool, blowing the waist of the flowers, blowing the willow branches to sing and dance, among the royal horses, Ning Caichen couldn't help but raise his head and sing: "Three thousand miles of ancient roads and inferior horses, the stars are reversed and the sun rises; Impassionedly raising the sword of killing, thousands of troops did not stay. When the wind and clouds are surging, leap over the dragon gate and turn into a dragon!"