At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Near the south gate, children who followed their elders into the city and had not yet entered school gathered together to play, whether they knew each other or not, holding branches of various shapes and pretending to be generals and soldiers.

When it was his elder's turn, he called out and left, entering the city with his family.

"Ha, I am General Ji of Daliang. If you don't wait for the Southern Barbarians to surrender, just surrender!"

A chubby little man about five or six years old had two strips of clear snot hanging under his nose. He was holding a straight wooden stick and was chopping with his friends majestically.

Unexpectedly, the friend suddenly threw the stick, waved his hands behind him, and shouted excitedly: "The Marquis of Jiangling is back! The Marquis of Jiangling is back!"

For a moment, the crowd in the queue became excited, and everyone stretched their necks and looked back.

The outsiders wanted to see Jingzhou's famous prodigy. As for the locals in Jiangling, Xie Yuheng was more like their own child.

When a child goes out, the elders will inevitably miss him.

Did the Marquis of Jiangling sleep well, did he eat well, did he lose weight, and was he safe?

But don't look at other cities outside and never come back...

The foreign businessman twitched his lips and glanced at the mumbling aunt beside him. Old sister, this last sentence is what you want to say, right?

Let me ask you, among the Thirteen Prefectures of Daliang, who wouldn’t want a Marquis of Jiangling who could make money well and use it for the people?

It was probably because the ancestors of the Xie family had accumulated virtue for eight lifetimes. Eight years ago, there was smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and Xie Yuheng was born.

Hey, don't tell me, if Xie Yuheng himself knew about this, he would have to praise you personally, it's really like a roundworm.

The official road outside the south of the city is lined with willow trees, and their branches are still green today, swaying in the wind as if welcoming old friends back home.

At the head was Liu Sijie of the Shenwu Camp, accompanied by two soldiers in silver armor, followed by men in military robes. They surrounded Xie Yuheng's carriage tightly, and the military flags of the Shenwu Camp were fluttering in the wind.

"Eh? Mother, mother, didn't dad say that brother Yu Heng went to take the exam? Why is there Uncle Bing?"

The girl, who was combing her hair, blinked her big curious eyes, pulled her mother's sleeves and asked. "Did Brother Yuheng lead his troops to attack the Xiangxiang Kingdom?"

The woman was stunned for a while, then touched the girl's soft hair, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Well, the Marquis of Jiangling is the most powerful. Once the Marquis of Jiangling makes a move, he will definitely make the Southern Barbarians in Vientiane lose their shit!"

The girl jumped up and down happily, "Okay, great. When spring comes, I will go to Xie's Academy to study. From now on, I will fight bad guys with brother Yu Heng!"

The adults were not in such a good mood as the girl. As the motorcade moved forward, they had already seen the last few carriages hanging with white cloth...

The news of the assassination of Jiangling Hou Qiuwei Gongyuan had already spread throughout Jiangling City with the return of the first batch of scholars who felt that there was no hope of being on the imperial list.

What happened on the road?

The atmosphere in the team seemed particularly heavy, and there was not a single trace of laughter or laughter. Even the most noisy people around Jiangling Marquis in the past, and the sons of wealthy businessmen in the city, did not even hear their voices.

It turned out that Xie Zhuqing accidentally contracted the cold two days ago, so the young men had no scruples and continued studying together. The air circulation inside the carriage was not smooth, so they all fell down at once.

At this moment, they are all lying in their own carriages, how can they be happy?

Seeing Xie Yuheng's carriage about to enter Wengcheng, a large man with rolled-up sleeves and shirtless panting ran towards him. As soon as he approached, he was immediately stopped by the soldiers of the Shenwu Camp with their spears crossed.

The big man stood at a distance outside the designated area of ​​​​the soldiers, panting and asked loudly: "Ask the Marquis of Jiangling."

He saw the curtain of the carriage move slightly, and the young master, who was like a jade carving, smiled and said hello to him, "Everything is well, I'm sorry, uncle, please keep warm in the cool autumn."

"Hehehe, okay, okay." Seeing Jianglinghou's expression as usual, the big man smiled and scratched his head, watching his carriage enter the Wengcheng gate.

The inside of the urn city was empty, with no plants planted. There was only an arrow tower under construction against the inner city wall.

If there is an invasion from a foreign enemy, as soon as you enter the Wengcheng, you will be like a living target, and you will be rained down by a bunch of arrows first.

Liu Sijie saw Jiangling City rising from a distance, and began to secretly look at this newly-promoted city that was rumored to replace Linyuan in three years.

As for why he was sizing him up secretly, of course, as a minister, he also wanted to be embarrassed!

How can you act like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world? What a disgrace to Shenwu Camp!

Exiting the inner city gate is Nangui Street, where osmanthus saplings are neatly planted in the flower garden under the city wall.

These are all cuttings from the Four Seasons Guitian Xiangtai Pavilion tree in Xie's Academy. Presumably in a few years, the fresh scent of patchouli can be smelled all over the city in all seasons.

Liu Sijie only glanced at him a few more times, and then a local from Jiangling City looked at him warily. What did this man want to do? Could it be that he wanted to steal their sweet-scented osmanthus seedlings?

Liu Sijie's mouth twitched after being glared at for a few times. "No, I'm not a buddy. Look at my green official robe!" Can I lose my official position just to steal your seedlings?

When Nangui Street merged into the main street, Liu Sijie's depression was frightened away by the prosperous scenery in front of him.

The main street is about ten feet wide, with rows of pavilions on both sides. There are all kinds of green plants hanging above the second floor. It will definitely be a grand scene in spring.

The houses along the street have the same brown walls, red pillars and black tiles, but the shop banners are different.

There are triangular hanging strips, ordinary square ones with writing, and clothes-shaped ones, etc. All kinds of flags are floating in the wind.

There is a bell tower with green tiles and red paint in the distance, which is faintly visible.

The streets are full of cars and horses, and there is a steady flow of people. Children holding sugar-coated haws of water were frolicking among the crowd, and their laughter, the shouts of vendors, and the bargaining voices of customers woven into a grand scene.

After merging into the main street, the speed of the convoy slowed down. Although the convoy only occupies two feet, they still need to be alert to prevent children from emerging from the streets.

The news of Marquis Jiangling's return to the city had been widely spread by the people who had entered the city. At this time, women from the shops on the street threw flowers at the motorcade from time to time, and those who had no flowers threw some fruits.

As for throwing the handkerchief, that is a no-no. Women's handkerchiefs are private property, how can they be given away casually?

Of course, the flowers were definitely not thrown to Xie Yuheng. Listening to the names the girls shouted, they knew that Mr. Xie was the person they wanted to give flowers to.

Unfortunately, the young master Xie they were thinking about was leaning in Xie Yuheng's carriage to take his temperature.

The handsome gentleman is as gentle as jade, but this jade's face is slightly crimson, and there is a white sweat towel on his forehead. He is obviously one of the people affected by Xie Zhuqing's wind and cold.

Suddenly, a melon came in through the window. The two people in the carriage tacitly hid, and the melon lay in pieces on the carriage board.

Xie Yuheng shook his head helplessly and said: "Most people are really not blessed to bear this kind of love."

Outside the carriage, Liu Sijie rubbed the bump on his forehead and nodded in approval. This was so hard to guard against. If you dodge one, there would be another.

It's definitely not because the general went on an expedition that they slacked off in training!