Chapter 253 Return to Beijing

The seven days in South China were like a dream. When Zhao Ze woke up, it was time to set off again.

Outside the west city, the banners are vast, and the army is arrayed, like a black forest. Fengxue raised his clothes, and Sima Guang came to Zhao Ze with a glass of turbid wine in his hand.

"It's too late to meet!" Sima Guang said with emotion, "I didn't expect to be separated so soon. Before I had time to thank my lord for Nanhua, I only prepared a pot of thin wine in a hurry. Please forgive me!"

"You really don't have to worry about it. Zhao is also a casual person. It's also an honor to do a good deed for South China."

Zhao Ze took the wine cup and raised it up. He paid a toast to the people who came to see him off. "Someone will always remember this moment. I will never forget it for the rest of my life. See you again!"

After the words, he drank it all. After drinking three drinks, he got up and was about to raise the whip to urge the army to start.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting in the direction of the city gate: "Please stay. Lao Huang has something to say."

Everyone looked back and saw that Huang Qi, the old county Cheng, had crossed the bridge and was walking towards Changting, followed by three South Chinese people, who didn't know what they were holding in their hands.

Sima Guang smiled bitterly and said, "Your Excellency, Huang Xiancheng is here. Please wait a moment."

"Okay," Zhao Ze nodded with a smile and sat quietly on the horse, waiting for Huang Qi's arrival.

It's still snowing,

The morning fog was like a low cloud brushing the ground, which was pulled into a thin piece and floated over the top of the snowy mountain. The sunlight leaked from the cracks in the clouds and sprinkled on the earth. The cold mountains and forests seemed to become warm. Even Zhao Ze felt the light and heat, and the warmth flowed into the heart from his fingertips.

It's getting closer and closer. Huang Qi's old and generous voice came from behind the long pavilion.

"Your excellency has been waiting for a long time!"

The officials left and right and got out of the way. Huang Qi, the primer of the old county, strode through the crowd and saw that his colleagues in Nanhua County were all bowing. "You have been waiting for a long time. Lao Huang is polite."

"Lao Xiancheng, Lord Zhao is waiting. If you have any heartfelt words, please say it quickly!" Sima Guang took the opportunity to remind him.

"Lord Sima is exactly what he said. The subordinate does have something to say."

Huang Qi cleared his throat, shook his sleeve robe, came to Zhao Ze and saluted respectfully: "Let Lord Zhao wait for a long time!"

"It doesn't matter, the old county magistrates don't have to be polite." Zhao Ze slightly hugged his fist and returned the salute, but did not disarm.

"Your excellency, please have a look!"

Huang Qi called the three South Chinese people behind him. They stood up and slowly unfolded a roll of banner in their hands. The white paper and black characters gradually appeared, and a line of powerful regular script immediately jumped into their eyes. Although there are no gongs and drums to cheer, and there is no cheering from the people, it is also very comfortable.

Zhao Ze read: "Removing harm for the people, South China talks about the United States"

"Lord Zhao, this is a little bit of Sima Zhixian, Lao Huang and his colleagues in the county. Please be sure to accept it." Huang Qi pointed to this banner with his hand.

Zhao Ze quickly hugged his fist and returned the salute: "In this way, Zhao accepted it. Thank you for the beautueousness of Lord Sima, Huang Xiancheng and his colleagues in the county. If we meet Zhao in the future, we will never break our promise as soon as we get drunk!"

"Your Excellency, you're welcome. This is just a little respect from the officials!" Sima Guang replied faintly.

After the banner was put away, Huang Qi gently patted the shortest of the three South Chinese people. The man was dressed in plain white thick clothes and his eyebrows were beautiful. After getting Huang Qi's hint, he quickly hugged the scroll and walked towards Zhao Ze.

Zhao Ze raised his hand, and Li Yu, who was standing beside him, greeted him with a smile: "Brother, just give it to me."

Unexpectedly, the little brother didn't pay attention to Li Yu at all and went straight over.

Zhao Ze was stunned and was about to ask, when Huang Qi said, "Lord Zhao, you are saddled all the way, and this book boy should be a little bit of Lao Huang."

"This" Zhao Ze hesitated, and suddenly the voice of the calligrapher who was sent came from behind.

"I'm a book boy, I won't bother the housekeeper anymore"

"Ah!"

Li Yu was shocked, and Zhao Ze also heard it. He said in his heart that this is not a girl. What a crisp voice.

Huang Qi looked at Zhao Ze with a smile and saw how he reacted. Zhao Ze sighed and hugged his fist and said, "Thank you, Lao Xiancheng, Lord Sima, so... See you again, I'm on my way!"

"Your Excellency, have a good journey!" Huang Qi flattered for the last time.

When the people saw that Zhao Ze was about to leave, they also said a blessing in unison, hoping that Zhao Ze would return to Beijing as soon as possible and be safe and smooth. If he saw your majesty's voice, Zhao Ze promised that if he really saw your majesty's voice, he would bring it.

When the horn sounded, the army finally started, like a long snake winding on the official road for a whole, and set foot on the road to Kaifeng in the west along the old road of the Yellow River in the southwest. Along the way, there were few people. Only a few business travelers on the road passed by with them, and few passers-by walked alone.

Mu Yunhan led a hundred honor guards to walk in front, wearing a set of Song Jun's armor and a cotton-padded coat. Although there was no official rank, Zhao Ze was temporarily sealed by a small official who led the way, but he was also very happy.

Di Ning and Lu Jun were also appointed officials, acting cheaply as Mu Yunhan's deputy.

Although he is only Zhao Ze's amulet, he is not majestic. At least their future is bright, and they are one step closer to the dream of getting promoted and getting rich, which also deepens their trust in Zhao Ze.

Mu Yunhan often warns himself that Zhao Ze's tomorrow may be his tomorrow. Only by protecting himself can he stand out and be worthy of his ancestors.

When it was about to leave Caozhou, the official road became difficult, especially when going uphill. The oncoming wind and snow was so great that it was even difficult to open his eyes. Zhao Ze felt it in the Chinese army that if so, the original plan to settle at Huazhou Post Station would be changed.

It was going to be dark, so I had to be wronged in the village in front of me for one night.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ze quickly called Zhang Xiaoer, the messenger beside him, and asked him to go to the front to inform Mu Yunhan, and settle down in the front village tonight.

After half an hour,

When the front ceremonial battle slowed down, Su Su sat on the gorgeous four-wheeled horse and dozed off. She was followed by an ordinary sedan chair, pulled by two donkeys, and four women sat in the car.

Shangguan Mei, Shangguan Baoer, Wu Mulan, Huang Qi sent a book boy - the little girl Yao Lian.

Shangguan Baoer finally couldn't help laughing and suddenly laughed, because she saw Yao Lian holding the scroll painting all the time, as if she didn't know she was tired. She fell asleep several times, and every time she woke up, she saw her sitting in one position.

"Hey, what's your last name?" Shangguan Baoer stabbed Yao Lian.

"My surname is Yao" Yao Lian blinked, looked at the big girl opposite her, and answered shyly.