Chapter 0305 Touching

After staying in Wusheng Mountain for a while, Qin Wushuang set off for his hometown. The purple-robed Martial Saint led several other venerables all the way out of the imperial capital.

Qin Wushuang kept a low profile all the way, riding a horse, and within a day came to the official road dozens of miles outside the city of Nanyun Prefecture. What he saw along the way surprised Qin Wushuang.

Along the way, Qin Wushuang actually saw thousands of young and middle-aged men carrying baskets on their backs. The baskets were tied with bedding and the like, and the baskets seemed to contain dry food and the like.

At first glance, these people look like refugees fleeing famine. But after careful identification, it is obviously not the appearance of fleeing famine.

From their expressions, it can be seen that there is no fear and helplessness of the deserters on their faces, let alone the desolation and despair. All of them had happy expressions on their faces, and they even looked forward to and fascinated. Qin Wushuang was very puzzled and wanted to stop and ask, but he held back after all.

In a short while, they arrived at the gate of Nanyunzhou City. To go back to Luojiang County, you have to go through the north gate, leave the city from the south gate, and transport it to Luojiang County on the South Road in Nanyunzhou, which is faster.

From Qin Wushuang's point of view, these dozens of miles of official roads are full of such young and middle-aged people. If you say they are gathering a crowd to make trouble, pa, these people are obviously ordinary villagers. Even if they have a few catties of crop strength, it is absolutely impossible for them to fight against regular troops. And they didn't have any weapons in their hands.

Outside the city gate, it was even more crowded with people. There are hundreds of guards at the city gate. Everyone looked cautious and maintained order. Although these villagers were not expelled, they were not released either. "Master, just let us in. We promise not to cause trouble, so we will go around obediently. We won't stay here. We are not here to make trouble, nor are we here to complain."

A rather refined peasant from the countryside, using his not-so-standard Mandarin, was negotiating with the captain of the city gate guard.

Qin Wushuang rode over curiously. Seeing that Qin Wushuang was well-dressed, the guards wanted to let him go. Just as Qin Wushuang's flattery was about to pass through, those villagers rushed in like a swarm. In a hurry, those guards quickly formed a human wall to block the impact of these peasants. The captain of the guard drew his waist knife and said, "Stand still, if you charge again, we won't be polite.

Seeing the weapon, the peasants were taken aback. The country people are naturally afraid of officers and soldiers, and when they see the glaring sharp blades, they all retreat to the side, looking depressed.

A few said: "Oh, the city of Zhou is not allowed to pass by. It's a big deal. Let's go around a big garden and walk a few hundred miles, and we can still reach it."

"That's right, isn't Nanyun Prefecture under the management of King Tianci? King Tianci treats the common people so well, why is Nanyun Prefecture so vicious?"

Qin Wushuang's heart moved, he reined in his horse and turned around, asking a guard, "Where are these villagers going?"

The guard said unhappily: "Who knows where they are going, these days, they have been crazy, every day there are tens of thousands of rural farmers, and they are constantly rushing towards Nanyunzhou City."

Qin Wushuang reined in his horse and walked out, saying to the villagers in the front row: "Fellow townspeople, you are not allowed to attack the city. Even if there are special circumstances to pass, you still need to have official approval. Special circumstances are special. Take a step back and talk about your situation. See if you can approve with a special expression, and you will be allowed to pass."

Seeing Qin Wushuang's extraordinary bearing and luxurious attire, the villagers guessed that he was the young master of a noble family. One of them said: "Young master, we are all good citizens of the God-given king. Now that it is winter, there is no work in the fields. I heard that the God-given king's city is being repaired, so we just want to help and make some effort.

"Yes, King Tianci protects our entire territory, and the son of King Tianci, Wushuanghou, even protects our entire Baiyue Kingdom. Even if we are lowly in status, we can't help such a good family. We can still help with some crop production. We really don't want to make trouble, but we just want to take advantage of the three or four months after winter to help.

"Yes, young master, please intercede for us. If we detour for hundreds of miles, we will waste several days. We farmers don't have much time, so we want to help a few more days. We will not become a burden to the Heaven-sent palace. You see, we all bring our own bedding and dry food. We eat dry food when we are hungry, and find a stream to drink when we are thirsty. We also have bedding when we are surrounded..."

With simple faces and sincere eyes, it can be seen that these villagers are here to help from the bottom of their hearts.

Tai Wushuang did not expect that the Heaven-given palace had ruled the former Chimu king's territory for less than two years, yet it had such a reputation and appeal.

Feeling very warm and proud in my heart, I nodded: "You guys, why do you support the Tianci Palace so much? The Tianci Wang protects the territory, and the Wushuang Marquis protects the family and the country, that is what they should do."

"Although it should be said, they are different!" A rough man shouted. Country guys can't speak well when they encounter big scenes, so they can only increase their voices to express their emotions. "Why is it different?"

"It's not the same. It's much better than the previous Chimu King! The Chimu King pays heavy taxes and doesn't care about the life and death of the common people. Throughout the year, we rent and grow fields, and 90% of the harvest is handed over. The remaining 10% is not enough to fill the stomach." Isn't it? Under the rule of King Tianci, we only need to turn in 50% of our harvest, and we can keep 50%. Not only can you have a full stomach, but you can also buy some property and have a little savings. ""Let us civilians have enough to eat, wear warm clothes, and don't have to worry about it. If you don't support such a prince, who will you support!" ? ""Support Tianci Wang, support Wushuanghou!" "

The more the villagers talked, the more excited they were, but looking at their expressions, one could see their piety and sincerity. This was definitely not a fake, let alone a false and polite feeling.

Qin Wushuang could understand their kindness, so why didn't many simple farmers in the previous life do the same? When others treat them wholeheartedly, they will be very kind in return. They don't ask for much, they only ask for a life in peace, they don't need to be too rich, a well-off life is enough. "Master, please do me a favor and help us with the conversation. We promise that everyone will go over obediently and there will be absolutely no accidents." "I promise nothing will happen."

Feeling their sincerity, Qian Wushuang nodded: "Okay, it's rare for you to show your kindness, and Tianci Wang and Wushuanghou must be very grateful. I thank you on their behalf.

"Gather together first, don't be chaotic. Every hundred people form a small group and organize in order. Gather outside the city, and at the same time spread the word along the way, so that those who come later will also come in order.

I'm going to tell you now and let you cross the border. "Qin Wushuang comforted them, and at the same time asked them to organize themselves, so as not to look like a swarm of bees and a mess.

When Tai Wushuang opened his mouth, these villagers cooperated very well, passed on one by one, very conscious, and quickly organized themselves. Sure enough, according to what Qin Wushuang said, every hundred people form a small team.

Tai Wushuang walked to the gate of the city, and said to the captain of the guard: "Your Excellency, captain, please send this thing to Ximen Damen's mansion, tell the Ximen lord, and say that an old man is visiting. He can guess my identity after seeing this thing. Then you tell him to contact the Nanyun Prefecture government office, and issue a special approval document to let these people go."

The captain heard that Qin Wushuang's conversation was extraordinary, and his gestures were full of grace, so he knew that this person had a lot of background. The person who wants to see the leader of the Ximen clan with open mouths and closed mouths, is his identity so simple?

When he took the token, he didn't dare to glance at it, put it in his arms, bowed and said: "Okay, I'll go there myself. But before I come back, please stop these villagers, how about it?" He also saw that these villagers listened to Qin Wushuang very much. "Okay, you can go at ease."

The captain turned around and gave some instructions, then rode his horse and galloped towards the city gate. In a short while, he came to the mansion of the great lord of Ximen, reported his name directly, and asked to see Lord Ximen.

Originally, a mere captain of the city guard did not ask to see the chieftain of Ximen. But since he was ordered to come here, he didn't care about these details.

The gatekeeper at Ximen Dakuo saw that the captain of the guard was of low status, but he said: "Your Excellency, the lord has a lot of things to do every day, and he is resting at the moment-7o What is the matter with you, you want to see the Lord Boss?"

The captain knew that the concierge was making things difficult, obviously because he didn't have enough status. I was a little bit ashamed, but it was inconvenient to say: "There is a nobleman outside the city gate, who asked me to bring something to the Ximen boss, saying that it was an old friend's visit. He said that the boss can guess his origin by looking at this thing." "Hmph, I don't know where the cat and dog came from, but I want to borrow the name of the master." The porter said, and glanced at the captain of the guard, "You wait first, I will report."

He stretched out his hand to take the token from the captain of the guard, walked in, notified layer by layer, and finally got it into the hands of Master Ximen Men. At this moment, Ximen Yu was closing his eyes and resting his mind. He was quite displeased to hear his confidant report. He, Ximen Yu, has started to enjoy life a little since his son Ximen Xing worshiped under the door of Xingluo Palace.

"Lord, a captain of the guard came to ask for an interview. He said that an old man had given him a token, but the Lord has not been seen. He said that the old man, the master, would be able to guess his origin after seeing this thing.

Ximenyu nodded: "Come in."

After the confidant walked in, he handed over the bang-token respectfully.

Ximenyu looked at it and turned it left and right. A simple token with the word "Da Luo" written in seal script on the front and the word "Guo Shi" engraved on the north.

Ximenyu almost trembled, and took a closer look at the token—a Daluo Guoshiling!

With a "teng", Ximenyu sprang up from the reclining chair, grabbed the valve owner's clothing next to him with one hand, and finished putting it on with lightning speed.

"Quick, prepare the horse, the fastest and the best horse!"

Ximenyu felt a little uneasy, he seemed to be exaggerating. From the porter outside the mansion to his lord, he had to report at least five floors, and back and forth, it had already delayed a lot of time. Thinking of this, some cold sweat broke out on his forehead.