Chapter 452 Go West

Maybe the smoke of firecrackers and fireworks last night has not dissipated, and the capital is full of fog in the morning, but this does not stop Song Nan from setting out. Before the time arrived, Wang Yong and 100 fire guard cavalry had already lined up in front of Songfu.

In the backyard, Song Nan was fully armed and walked out in a scarlet cloak. Yang Kooer wore a moon-white brocade robe and stood in the yard with a pink windbreaker waiting for Song Nan. A melon seed face was even more snowy against the clothes, and her eyebrows were picturesque.

"Let's go." Song Nan smiled.

Yang Er was slightly blessed behind Song Nan, and the little princess Ye Fanggu Lu Qingli and others followed her. Song's mother disappeared. As usual, whenever Song Nan traveled far away, she would recite the Buddha all night, and she must be in the Buddhist hall at this moment. Dai Suer was pregnant. Song Nan went to her room early in the morning to say goodbye to her face. No Let her get up and see her off.

The group came to the front yard. Li Daniu led two horses and waited in the yard. All the luggage had been hung on the horse's back. The big black horse was restless. Song Nan turned around and smiled at his wife and concubines and the crowd sent by the house. She turned over and stepped on the horse's back. Yang Kooer also gently and cleverly turned over her horse and was in a precious place. In the sound of farewell, he went out of the house. The brigade started, and the crisp hoofs shattered the beautiful dreams of the hungover people of the capital. They went all the way west and went out of the west straight to Shangguan Road.

As early as yesterday afternoon, Song Nan sent the memorials that returned to Weizhou Province to the palace. Zhengde has been carnival day and night, and he was not in the Qianqing Palace at all. He only ordered Liu Jin to deal with some trivial folds by himself. Originally, most of the officials' folds during the New Year were asking for blessings and so on. Many.

However, for Liu Jin, this is a good time for him to exercise his right to criticize red. Although he often read the memorials for Zhengde before, he had to read the results of his opinions to Zhengde after wearing red. If Zhengde is not satisfied, he will correct it, but during this period, he has been addicted to the power to make a decision on world.

After rejecting the folds suggested by several officials from the six departments and several folds about the increase in the amount of relief money and grain and other matters, Liu Jin saw this memorial. Liu Jin has now carefully speculated on Song Nan's words and deeds, and is even more careless in this matter. After thinking about it carefully for a while, I came up with many questions: What did you do when you went to Weizhou Province for the Spring Festival? Song Nan's foundation has been clearly checked by herself. There is indeed a lineage of the Song family in Weizhou, but Song Nan has already broken off contact with them. What did she do this time?

With these questions, Liu Jin made arrangements early. Shortly after Song Nan left, a team of Fanzi also went on the road. An hour later, Fuhou Dabiao from Fusi Town, North Town, did not escape Fanzi's eyes and ears with a hundred rides out of the south gate. Another team of Fanzi also followed Hou Dabiao's soldiers and horses.

Song Nan and others, who did not know anything about all this, arrived at the West 30 Lipu at noon. Song Nan ordered to stop to rest and eat and drink, and then wait for Hou Dabiao's arrival. These 30 Lipu is the agreed place to gather.

When the flag school was resting, Song Nan came to Yang Koer, who stood silently by the horse's abdomen and slowly chewing dry food. Yang Koer saw Song Nan's arrival and hurriedly stood up and was blessed. Song Nan smiled and said, "How about it? Do you still have anything to eat?"

In fact, Yang Keer's inner thighs have already been painful. Although she is good at riding, the delicate skin on the inner thighs is hard. She hasn't ridden for a horse for a long time and has been grinding for half a day, but Yang Ke'er will never say anything.

"It's okay. Is it good? Have you ever seen me fall behind?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "That's not true. I didn't expect your riding skills to be really good. You must have been a wild girl when you were a child."

Yang Erer blushed and said, "It's not. When I was a child, my father took me to play on the grassland. What's the fun of not riding a horse on the grassland? So I rode it over time, but I rarely rode it in recent years.

Song Nanxin said, "Do you know that it will break the membrane? Your father is really nonsense and doesn't think about his daughter's future.

"No, take this." Song Nan's hand behind him stretched out, and a thick cotton cushion appeared in his hand.

"If you put it on the saddle, it will reduce some pain. This is what your sister asked me to give you." Song Nan smiled.

"No need..." Yang Er lowered her head and said.

Song Nan turned a deaf ear and continued to take out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "You can also take this and put it in the tent at night. Well... wipe it, um... it will be beneficial to the wear and tear."

Yang Ke'er's face turned red and bowed her head without saying anything. Song Nan smiled and said, "Don't be embarrassed. There are at least four or five days of urgent march. If you are not ready, I will let you go back to Beijing."

Yang Ke'er quickly took it. She blushed and put the porcelain bottle in her arms and put the cotton pad on the saddle. Song Nan took out a piece of beef jerky in her mouth and chewed it. She turned around and wanted to walk away. Yang Koer suddenly said, "Did Sister Suer also follow you to the western town on horseback?"

Song Nan turned around and smiled, "Yes, she is as stubborn as you. She can't walk for half a day. I hope you don't be like her."

Yang Yuer tilted her head and asked softly, "How did Sister Suer know you? Her father seems to be an official, right?

Song Nan was stunned and said, "Yes, her father is a hard bone, but it's a pity that the bone is too hard to turn. After the family was destroyed, Su'er almost became a slave in the teaching workshop."

Yang Kouer sighed and said, "Fortunately, the ending of the story is not a tragedy. I asked about it in the house, and no one wants to tell me. Sister Su'er is so lucky to meet the prince and you rescued her. It's like a matter of words. It's good."

Song Nan was amused by her lovely look and said, "Isn't it all about the rescue of the prince's daughter in distress? How come it's the other way around?"

Yang Koer said, "It's the same good the other way around."

Song Nan smiled and shook her head and saw the hooves rumbling in the east. It was Hou Dabiao's people who came from afar and wanted to meet them. Suddenly, they heard Yang Keer say behind him, "Ask me a question. If I am in trouble like Su'er's sister, will you save me?"

Song Nan turned around and saw Yang Keer looking at herself with bright eyes. She panicked and quickly warned herself not to be troublesome. She couldn't be romantic anymore. She was also an official lady and could not be provoked casually.

"How can you compare with Suer? Your parents are here and won't experience everything about Suer."

"I mean if, it's not true, just like... just like a book."

Song Nan smiled and said, "Of course you can't ignore it. Miss Yang and I are friends. If my friend is in trouble, I will definitely save him."

Yang Koer smiled with satisfaction: "If you are in trouble, I will do the same."

Song Nan laughed and turned away. Wang Yong and more than a dozen flag schools had stood together on the roadside, looking at Hou Dabiao's cavalry galloping towards him.

Ningxia Town is far away from the northwest border. People have measured it. Ningxia Town is 3840 miles away from Nanjing City. According to Beijing City, this unreachable journey of more than 2,600 miles must be traveled in five or six days. On average, you have to travel 400 miles a day, which shows the hardships of this road.

For good, the official Taoist road to Gansu, Ningxia was well practiced. During the Hongzhi period, he still experienced a big rest and the road was relatively flat. However, even so, this trip traveled through dozens of prefectures and passed through countless mountain passes. The further west, the weather was getting worse. The wind and snow filled with sand and dust covered the sun, which was really a difficult journey comparable to learning from the experience.

Only then did Song Nan understand the embarrassment of people who saw the flag school articles sent by thousands of households in Ningxia Town that day. No one would be so embarrassed if they ran for five days and night.

It takes five or six hours to travel every day. In addition to eating and sleeping, they are almost on the road. Winter is short, and there are only five or six hours in the day. It can almost be said that they have to cross the road and rest until dark.

Even so, it took four days to leave Shanxi and arrive in Yansui Town, and it is still nearly half the distance from Ningxia Town. Look at the flag schools, which are all yellow and thin, and many people are already bearded and can't support it. Even with replacement horses, many horses are killed by rushing. Song Nan had to order to slow down. If it goes on like this, people and horses can't stand it.

From beginning to end, Song Nan did not see Yang Koo'er complain. The capable brocade flag schools couldn't stand it. For Yang Kou'er, this torture can be imagined.

That night, camping in the ravine on the side of the official road, the flag schools set up a bonfire on the open space. In order to keep out the cold and eliminate fatigue, Song Nan allowed them to drink a few sips of wine. Every night, the dinner time of the camp was their happiest time. At this moment, they were drinking and joking by the bonfire.

Song Nan didn't see Yang Kou'er's figure, so she got up and walked to her tent. Her tent has always been built next to Song Nan. This is a kind of self-protection in the flag school, but Song Nan has never entered. This is the first time that Song Nan has entered Yang Ko'er's tent since she went on the road.

Song Nan bent down and looked into the tent. There was a black hole in it, and there was a sniffing sound. It seemed that Yang Yuer went to bed early. Song Nan wanted to ask about the situation, but now it was obviously inconvenient. She was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, the wind suddenly heard the wind. A cold thing flashed against her chest. Yang Yuer's voice sounded coldly. "Who? Dare to peep."

Song Nan was shocked and coughed, "Miss Yang, it's me."

There was a noise inside, and a candle was lit soon. Yang Kooer half sat in the bedding with scattered hair and said, "Mr. Song? What's the matter?"

Song Nan said, "It's okay. I just want to see you. You didn't eat the dry food at night. I'm afraid you're sick."

Yang Kouer said, and after a long time, there was a sound of sobbing. Song Nan asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Yang Koer didn't answer, and Song Nan said, "Can I go in?"

Yang Koer sobbed, "Son, please come in."

Song Nan got into the tent, covered Yang Kouer's face and was crying. Her hair was scattered on her face, which looked extremely decadent.

"Can't you stand it anymore? Well, tomorrow I will order someone to find a carriage in Yansui Town, and I will order a few people to protect you and follow slowly. Song Nan said softly.

Yang Kouer suddenly got up and fell into Song Nan's arms and cried. Song Nan sighed and gently patted her on the back and comforted her, "All right. I know that the old men can't stand the hardships along the way, let alone you are a little girl. Don't cry.

Yang Kouer sobbed and finally vented a lot of grievance and pain in her heart. She shyly pushed away Song Nan away and wiped away the tears on her face. Song Nan took out the baked dry food and the skin of wine and said, "Eat something to sleep, or drink a little wine, which can accelerate the recovery of the body."

Yang Koer reached out to take the skin, took a big sip and swallowed it. Suddenly, she frowned and coughed violently. Song Nan laughed, and a red cloud appeared on Yang Koer's face. She reached out and beat Song Nan and said, "You tease me, you tease me."

Song Nan grabbed her pink fist and said, "It's just that you are too anxious. Eat some dry food, drink some water and then go to bed. Also, comb your hair and comb your hair. You have become a madwoman."

Yang Kouer was shocked and quickly covered her head with a quilt and said, "You go out, you go out, don't let you see me like this."

Song Nan smiled and got out of the tent and was in a much better mood. Since Yang Kooer was not sick, everything was fine. Thinking of her appearance, Song Nan had no reason to be warm-hearted and quickly warned herself not to think nonsense. Miss Yang couldn't move, no matter how cute she was.