"Everyone, take care of yourself all the way!"

On the road, Song Yuyuan held his fists at the four people in front of him as a courtesy.

"I thank Mr. Song for taking care of you along the way. The little girl is very grateful!"

The woman named Liu Suiying bent her knees slightly, and even if she was covered in dust, she could not hide her elegant and dignified temperament.

"You're welcome to say nothing, Ren County is not far away. Since Madam has family members, I'll send them off. Goodbye!"

"We are destined to see you again! Go!"

Song Yuyuan waved his hand and did not talk too much. After turning over the horse, he and Chen Zi'ang and others drove along the road.

The horse's hooves were galloping, splashing dust. On the desolate road, the Qian brothers, guards and Liu Suiying and his daughter watched the few people go away, and gradually turned into black shadows. After standing for a while, the few people began to move towards the county town in the distance.

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"Ying County is located in Guangyang County along the East China Sea coast, far away from the Central Plains. It has a vast land and sparse population. The land of one county is equivalent to three domineers!"

On the way, Song Yuyuan walked forward while talking about the information he knew.

"But the land here is barren. Except for a few places, other places are not suitable for farming. They have always been called poverty. Even among the eighteen counties in the outer territory, it is one of the poorest areas."

"Most of this place belongs to the territory of Lu Dapeng, a few places are in the sphere of influence of King Zhang Jin of Qi. The destination of our trip, Ying County, is in the territory controlled by Lu Dapeng."

After saying that, Song Yuyuan looked at the desolate distance and said lightly: "But it is the New Year Festival now, everyone is celebrating the festival, and no one will notice that we took Mr. Ning away."

"Besides, Lu Dapeng is reckless and brave but not wise. Even if he knows, he probably won't care."

Cheng You, who was driving the horse next to him, also speeded up his horse stance and added: "Lu Dapeng is a merchant from a businessman. He spent a lot of money to buy a general to comfort him, but he did not want to be assassinated and assigned to Guangyang, far away from the Central Plains. Now he is in disguise and has become a domineering place."

"How much does Mr. Cheng know about this Lu Dapeng?"

Song Yuyuan turned his head to look at him, his eyes showing a look of consideration.

"Although Lu Dapeng is born into a businessman, he is not a shrewd person. However, he is generous and has amazing martial arts skills. He has made many heroes."

"The more famous mountain-moving legitimate Dai Heng, Hunjiang Long Quartz, Tianmu General Yang Chengtao, Feitian Diao Yanshun, each of them is a well-known person on the road for a long time. I heard that they were all defeated by Lu Dapeng himself, but I don't know if it is true or false?"

"As for the military advisor? There are the Kuixing Zhu Wu, the Zhidaoist Yang Su."

"By the way, I heard that his wife has a very strong temper, and he is very afraid of her."

"Mr. Cheng is indeed well-versed in the world, and I admire him!"

Song Yuyuan laughed and clasped his fists slightly at Cheng You.

Cheng You shrugged and said disrespectfully: "This is nothing? It's just a good memory, and I don't think we should deal with them this time."

"I hope so!"

Song Yuyuan nodded.

This is one month after leaving Gu'an County, and the New Year has passed several days. People in the prosperous Central Plains are probably still immersed in the festive festival, but in Guangyang County, many people are troubled by their life for the next year.

The further east, the hotter the weather became. The cold winter in the domineering place was not seen at all, only the hot sun hanging high in the sky.

As we get closer and closer to Ying County, the wind blowing towards us reveals the breath of waves, which penetrates people's hearts and makes the few people feel a little more relaxed.

The destination has finally arrived...

Ying County is not big, built on the mountain and sea, with a superior geographical location, easy to defend but difficult to attack. Unfortunately, the city wall is broken and there are no soldiers on duty. The city gate is like a false situation, and one of the door panels disappeared without a trace.

"The county town built by General Liu to resist pirates turned out to be like this now. If he had any knowledge in the spring, he would probably jump out of the bottom in anger."

Cheng You looked at the city wall in front of him with a smile, holding the reins in one hand, slowly heading towards the county town.

"It's not useless either, at least we have less money to enter the city."

Song Yuyuan smiled and continued, and a group of people led their horses into Yingxian County.

The roads in the county are small and the construction of houses is messy, one in the east and another in the west, some doors facing east and some in the south. The strange shape can make people with obsessive-compulsive disorder so angry.

The road was filled with feces, and countless flies were buzzing excitedly, chasing their own food.

There was also the bare child who stood at the end of the alley while trampling on the mud and giggled.

"I just want to pick up people and leave now. I don't want to stay in such a place for a moment!"

Cheng You's face turned yellow, and his eyes were speechless when he looked at the scene in front of him.

The other people also looked bitter and nodded with grievance when they heard this.

"I'm here Song Yuyuan from Baxia. This is a letter my father asked me to pass on to Mr. Ning!"

In the center of the county town, there is a luxurious mansion. This is the place where the county magistrate works and his residence.

"Young Master, wait, I'll go in and report now."

In front of the mansion, a young man in green nodded and took the letter from Song Yuyuan and hurriedly ran towards the yard.

After a while, the servant ran back, followed by a middle-aged man with a smile and a round figure and a few people everywhere.

"Young Master Song is here, welcome, welcome! Here are Huang Deshun, an affiliate of Ning County Party Committee. Please follow me."

Huang Deshun bent down and stretched out his hand, leading the way in front of his head. Several servants took the reins of the horse and took them to another place to settle them.

"Ning County Wei received a letter from the governor of County Song a few years ago, and has been looking forward to the arrival of several people! Please here."

After entering the gate, there was no way to the office hall. A few people led by Huang Deshun and went directly to the backyard and walked on the exquisite path.

"The county magistrate just used breakfast and was practicing food in the martial arts field. Please come with me."

Along the way, Huang Deshun kept talking about his enthusiasm for the arrival of several people, which made Song Yuyuan feel comfortable and secretly realized that the errand would go smoothly.

I guess no one is willing to take this place for a long time?

The martial arts training ground in the mansion is not small, and it can even make people gallop. There are various weapons on all sides, including swords, guns, axes and halberds. There are also many scarecrows in the field, and there are also arrow platforms for people to practice archery.

There is an old man on the archery platform who is slowly moving. Although it is slow in a flash, it can also exercise the body.

Next to the old man, there were four beautiful and beautiful girls, bright eyes and white teeth, who were standing next to him, and they were wiping the sweat beads on the old man's face from time to time.

"Mr. County Magistrate, Young Master Song has arrived!"

Huang Deshun ran a few steps and came to the old man, leaned into his ear and whispered.

"oh!"

The old man nodded, put away the movements in his hand, and slowly turned around.

This person is not young, his face is covered with wrinkles, but he is in good spirits, his eyes are bright and he exudes the confidence of a literati.

His hair had turned gray and was wrapped around the back of his head with a golden satin, and his hair was soft and undisturbed. His back was slightly hunched, but he himself stood up to make himself stand straight, just like his fighting spirit that was not convinced of his old age.

The old man's clothes are exquisite, but the color is very elegant, and his body is well-organized, and even after he exercises, there are no wrinkles.

Chen Zi'ang's eyes were even sharper, and he could even see that the old man's thin hands were clean without any dust, and his fingernails were trimmed like works of art.

What an old man who loves to be clean!
Chapter completed!