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Chapter 429: In the desolate Qingzhou, their hearts went cold.



Chapter 429: In the desolate Qingzhou, their hearts went cold.

Sure enough, after walking for less than two hours on the third day, the road became much more difficult than before, the official road became narrower than before, and there were fewer cars and horses passing by.

The New Year has just passed, and the flowers and plants in the capital have just sprouted. The vegetation in Qingzhou has not yet turned green. It is gray all the way, and it feels much more depressed than in Shengjing.

The land on the roadside is also dry and empty. There are no crops in the field, and there are very few piles of straw and straw.

I rested for a while in a small town in Dazhuang County at noon. The dozens of houses I saw were smaller than those in Shengjing. The people with only exposed heads on the street were all dressed in dusty clothes, with dry and sallow faces and no energy at all. god.

When Luo Mei got in the car, she also said: "It's exactly what my wife said at home. I'm afraid it's not as poor as usual here. It's also been three days of walking. What I saw in that area of ​​Yuzhou last year was not like this. "

August also said: "If you are poor, you are poor. This place looks uncomfortable, and the air feels so depressing."

Hongying also said: "Is Northland better than this? I feel almost suffocated here."

Qiuli looked even more disgusted: "Look, there are not many trees around here, and they are all bare. Although there are many mountains in Yuzhou, they are all green, and there is water in the mountain streams. It feels comfortable to watch and listen to." , if it weren’t for those dangerous times, it would still be a good place to visit.”

It's not like Yuzhou where it's all mountains and forests. Instead, it's all very flat fields. Although it's not the kind where you can see the edge at a glance. If the land wasn't dry, but the oily black soil, you would have thought it was some kind of granary. .

Hearing them occasionally talk about going to the Northland, Hongying calmed down. After hearing this, she felt that she was at a loss for not being able to go to the Northland.

"When we grow up a little bit, how about we go to the Northland again?" Hongying's tone was a little yearning, but also a little bit like praying.

"My mother said that I have to go to Zhaojue Temple to fulfill my vows in the future."

Hearing what Chu Chu said, Hongying was indeed very happy: "Then I have to ask my mother to talk to my aunt when I get back, and we will go together then."

Chu Chu didn't know how to answer her, and felt that there wouldn't be a chance to turn back so soon.

On the fourth day, they felt that the wind and sand were getting stronger and stronger. Not long after the car curtains were tightly closed, a layer of dust fell on the car, which made them lose their appetite for food.

During the lunch break, I watched Uncle Zimo and several guards take off their hats and scarves. Some of the exposed parts could still see the red marks left by the wind and sand. Each of them was also fascinated, looking a little embarrassed.

Grandma Chen has been a little depressed these past two days, and now she is even sighing: "How can Tsinghua survive in this place? Why don't we let her go back to Qingliu County to recuperate?"

Before coming here, although Grandma Yan had heard a lot about Qingzhou, she never expected that it would be such a situation. However, seeing her mother-in-law's emotions like this, she did not dare to vent her dissatisfaction.

I also regret a little bit in my heart that I agreed to let my uncle come to Qingzhou. No wonder no one was competing for this position. It was not free to get this sixth-grade official.

She could only comfort her relatives and said: "The county government will never be like this country, otherwise how will the people live! Don't worry, if this is really the case, I will take Tsinghua University back even if you don't tell me!"

After eating a lot of ashes, Hongying talked less and finally took a nap in the car.

However, as the evening of the fourth day approached, everyone cheered up again knowing that they would arrive at Qingzhou Mansion soon the next day.

The road ahead became wider again, but it was still slightly narrower than the one in Shengjing area, and it also became flatter.

The number of villages, markets and towns on both sides gradually increased, and carriages, horses and people could be seen occasionally. Many people would stop to watch when they saw their convoy.

There are more trees on both sides of the official road, and it feels like the wind and sand are a little lighter. However, the farmers along the way may still be in the winter season. It is the spring plowing season, but there is still no one in the field, and there is no life at all.

"The county seat of Fang County is just ahead. Knowing that we were coming to Qingzhou, Mr. Ji specially asked the housekeeper to come over and greet the Duke a few days ago. He asked us to pass by and have a rest at Jijiazhuang. He said that he had prepared meals for us at home. Ji Those who stay behind in our hometown are all distant relatives, so we can do whatever we want."

In the past three days, they did not stay in the official inn. They stayed in the best local hotels. The two nights in Shengjing were very comfortable, but the last night after entering Qingzhou was a little worse. He also said that it was many times better than the official post station, but when I woke up in the morning, my face was still covered with dust and my whole body was itchy.

The main thing is that the water is used in a controlled manner. You can't take a bath. Even the water for washing your feet is only a small pot given to each room.

After walking for another half an hour, when it started to get dark, Jijiazhuang arrived.

It is said to be a Zhuangzi, but in fact, it is just on the edge of the county seat.

When approaching Zhuangzi, he first saw a crossroads entering the county town. When Zimo asked passers-by, there were two children who had been squatting on the roadside busy leading them the way. Master Qi specially called him out to wait for someone.

Zimo was also happy when he heard this. It seemed that Mr. Ji paid great attention to their arrival, and he must have specially explained it.

Looking at the direction of the children, there was still a short distance ahead, so Zimo and a guard carried the two children one by one to their respective horses, and asked them to sit on the horses and guide them.

The two children were very excited to sit on the nobleman's horse. As they walked, they introduced: "On both sides of the road, there are all the shops of the grandfather's family. Behind this area is also the grandfather's village. My father and I are in front of Jiji." The restaurant is waiting for you nobles!"

Ji's Restaurant is right next to the official road, less than a mile from the center of the county.

Just as Zimo got off his horse and took the child down, the child rushed into the restaurant like an arrow from the string. The one who came down a step later also ran after him: "Grandpa, daddy, distinguished guests from the capital have arrived. There are many people."

Immediately four or five men came out to greet him. The leader looked a little like Mr. Ji, and was about forty years old. The others should be nephews and descendants.

Zimo saw that the others had not gotten out of the car yet, so he quickly stepped forward and saluted: "I am escorting Zimo from Xia Shunguo Gongfu. I have met Master Ji Qi."

Listening to Zimo's words, Master Ji should have given an explanation, otherwise he wouldn't have called him by the name of Master Ji Qi. Seeing Zimo taking the lead, he must have been able to speak.

"Oh, you are Zimo's wise nephew. You have worked hard all the way."


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