Chapter 263 The Hometown Pavilion

Wang Ge brought his two lifetimes of professional fake smile experience to the extreme: "It's for eye protection. Sometimes it's very tiring to focus on making tools."

Wang Tian put the wide cloth belt over his eyes and said, "Is that so? Huh? There are also four cloth noses, I know, they are used to thread ropes."

"Well, yes."

Another one fell out of the bag. Sima Chong took it over and flicked off the dirt. Every time he flicked it, Wang Ge secretly rubbed his teeth. In the same way, he covered his eyes with a cloth strip: "Sleep during the day."

It can be used even without it, the width and length are just right.”

There was a little Wang Ge in Wang Ge's heart who kept beating her chest. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Huan Zhen staring at the strip of cloth. She simply said: "If you guys like it, just use it."

Huan Zhen asked as expected: "Then do you still have enough?"

Wang Ge looked at him with a fake smile: "That's enough."

This is already the case, why not be generous and give one to each person.

The back room of the house was filled with debris. After two rats were stamped to death, the back room smelled of dust due to the commotion caused by Sima Chong and Wang Tian.

Huan Zhen went to find Tingyi and brought back a quilt and two bundles of straw. "It is true that wounded soldiers came to Wangyue Pavilion again. Beddings and straw mats must be reserved for the wounded soldiers."

Wang Ge spread the grass on the ground and said, "It will be good if there is hay."

There were few quilts, so Huan Zhen and Wang Tian made do with one bed. They had to leave early tomorrow, so Wang Ge spread the straw and the three teenagers went back to the outhouse to lie down. The two rooms were separated by a straw curtain, which was only half-length.

It's almost the same as nothing. But when we go out and everyone is young, there is no need to be taboo.

Huan Zhen did not relax his vigilance just because the surroundings were full of soldiers. He left a crack in the door of the outer room. He proposed something for discussion, and his voice was slightly higher so that Wang Ge could hear clearly: "After we cross the river tomorrow, we will still

We have to pass by Sancha Pavilion. According to the situation, the road will definitely be crowded and inconvenient, and the river boats may also be turned into warships. I suggest you not wait for breakfast and set off in Yinzheng, how about it?"

If his guess is correct, the battlefield is in Xiaoshan, and the Fuchun River is the waterway hub for both sides. The location of Sancha Pavilion is also special. It is in Wu County, adjacent to Xuancheng County to the west, Xin'an County to the north, Jianghe County to the east, and Ruobie County.

If you send troops to Kuaiji County, you will definitely compete for Sanchating and both sides of the Fuchun River.

Wang Tian: "I listen to Brother Huan."

Sima Chong: "Yeah."

Wang Ge: "I don't have a problem either." She has been riding horses for days. How can she be fine with her body? But what she is fighting for is her own future. As long as she can't die, she must overcome it!

It was said that Yin Zheng was setting off, but the four of them had been ready at Yin Chu. In order to reduce the load on the horses, everyone's luggage was very simple. Wang Gesheng's knife case was quite heavy, and Huan Zhen carried it on his back. Go to the stables, inside the shed

The horses were all full, and their four mounts were sitting next to each other. They were all in good spirits. There was uneaten fodder in the shared trough. Huan Zhen blew a light on the fire, and the water in the trough was not dirty. It can be seen that the Tingyi

There was no neglect of care due to the increase in the number of war horses.

The horse's hooves rushed quickly, and the starlight spread diagonally, lowering to the end of the road ahead.

"drive!"

Set off again.

In "Hanshu Geography", the record about Xiaoshan is: Yuji, Xiaoshan, comes out of Panshui, enters the sea in the east, and Mang is called Yuyan.

After Huan Zhen's explanation, Wang Ge knew that it meant: Xiaoshan is in Yuji County of Kuaiji County. Panshui flows out of Xiaoshan and enters the sea from the east. In the Mang Dynasty, Yuji County was renamed Yuyan County.

Both Yuji County and Yuyan County became history. In the first year of Huanglong in the State of Wu, it was changed to Yongxing County, and it has not been changed since then.

Wang Ge liked to listen to this geographical knowledge very much. Geography contains historical changes. Hutou told her that Qinghe Village invited a Ji Fuzi to explain "Geography". Originally, he would leave after a few lectures, but it turned out that

The schoolchildren all bowed down in front of Master Ji's monastery. Master Ji was so moved that he stayed there for a while longer.

"Did Mr. Huan Lang memorize the entire "Geography"?"

"Yes. This trip to Xuantu County is a perfect opportunity to compare the mountains and rivers one by one."

"If I have some free time, can I ask Mr. Lang about Geography?"

"Can."

Wang Ge was very happy. When she was in the actual area, she only felt insignificant. It was difficult to connect the counties, mountains and rivers she passed by with the geographical knowledge she learned in her previous life, not to mention that she was not good at geography or history.

The horses could not continue to run fast. After dawn, the four people arrived at the wild pavilion "Liuxiang Pavilion". The horses replenished their forage while the four people watched the pavilion officials busy and discussed the next route.

Although the route is set in advance, at each point, the experience must be summed up based on the actual encounters on the previous section of the route to see if it is necessary to adjust the subsequent route. This is the same as not talking about it on paper.

Indeed, as Huan Zhen expected, at first light, there were vehicles transporting supplies on the official road heading towards Wangshan Pavilion. After walking for a while, they encountered soldiers on foot. The four of them had to give way from time to time.

When encountering a large number of infantry, even though the other party thought that the four of them had to give way in a hurry, how could they ignore it and ride past, raising dust and choking the warriors who were defending their home and country.

After a little delay, we arrived at Liuxiang Pavilion one hour earlier than originally planned. But if we delay any longer, we may even find it difficult to find a boat when crossing the river, and we might not be able to reach Sancha Pavilion before dark.

Huan Zhen whispered: "A large number of soldiers returned to the county. I observed their expressions. Except for those who were seriously injured, I saw no signs of depression. This is a good sign."

Sima Chong: "The war is about to end?"

Wang Tian: "What's so strange about this? None of the traitors have been beaten!"

At this time, the pavilion official came out of the stable, and the four people stopped talking. The pavilion official asked: "Tingzuo, can you bring some fodder on the road?"

Sima Chong and Wang Tian said in unison: "Take it."

Huan Zhen pressed his hands towards the two of them and asked the pavilion official: "Do you want money?"

The pavilion official smiled "Hey" and said: "One bundle of fodder and one liter of grain. You probably didn't bring any grain. Seven...six dollars will do."

Huan Zhen said with a cold face: "You can sell fodder to make a living. But you dare to sell a bundle of thatch for one liter of grain. You are too greedy! And according to the market price, the new grain is five yuan a liter, but it becomes seven when it comes to you.

Qian Yisheng, I advise you not to be clever and risk your life!"

The pavilion official looked aggrieved and embarrassed: "You should have seen it on the road. There is a war. Good horses cannot do without good fodder. At this time, we don't know what is going on in the forage shops outside. I heard that the grain merchants are all afraid, and the grain shops in the surrounding countryside

Most of them are closed. I am doing it for your own good, and I am afraid that it will be more expensive on the road ahead, so I ask you kindly. Oh, forget it, pretend I didn't mention it."

Wang Tian asked Huan Zhen, "Shall I report this to the pavilion chief?"

The pavilion official's face turned red with anger. He didn't know what to say, but he heard everything.

Sima Chong: "Reporting is useless. Do you think he is afraid?"

Wang Tian: "He is with the pavilion chief?"

The pavilion official's feet were crooked and he almost tripped over himself.

Wang Tian was even more annoyed: "Look! He didn't even explain!"

The pavilion official turned around.

Sima Chong: "The explanation shows a guilty conscience."

The pavilion official pushed the dung cart and hurried away... You shouldn't ask these poor officials too much.

"Where are you going?" Wang Tian waved his stick to stop the man: "Where is the latrine?"

"I drowned everywhere. I'm not lying, I really drowned everywhere, otherwise I would have to go to the pavilion." He clicked his fingers northward, holding back his anger and said: "The fodder has been placed in the trough, I still have to clean up elsewhere.

Stables, you can take your horses and leave."

When the pavilion official returned here, he was so angry that he cursed. There were three piles of dung behind the shed, and three big characters were carved on the earthen wall. He asked a literate person to look at them and found out that these three characters were: Sui, Chu,

drown.
Chapter completed!