Qianzhou is adjacent to Yinzhou, and it takes several days to walk there from Pingyang County.

After arriving in Pingyang County, they planned to rent an ox cart to travel in order to save time.

Unfortunately, there were only a few horse-drawn carriages in the carriage and horse business, but no ox-drawn carts. The cows in the city had been killed and eaten long ago. When floods and plagues occurred, not only did people have nothing to eat, there was no fodder for the horses and cows. Even if people did not eat them, they would starve to death. The few remaining horses were so skinny that they were starving, which was heartbreaking to see.

The few people had no choice but to spend thirty cents a day to rent an old horse carriage.

In order to prevent the old horse from running out of strength to pull the cart and dying of exhaustion on the way, and being blackmailed by the cart dealer, Cheng Zeli poured some of the spiritual spring water from his water bag into the palm of his hand and fed it to the horse.

The old horse seemed to know that this was a good thing. Its big eyes were wet and filled with desire. Cheng Zeli held the water to its mouth, and it couldn't wait to drink up all the water in his palm. At last, it even stuck out its tongue and licked the water clean.

After drinking the water, the old horse recovered its energy and spirit at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the groom next to him was amazed.

"What did you give it to drink? It seems to be much more energetic."

"It's nothing, just water. I saw that it looked listless and must be thirsty, so I gave it some water."

The groom looked at the water bag on his waist suspiciously. Cheng Zeli simply opened the water bag and drank a sip of water, and deliberately leaked a little out from the corner of his mouth.

When the coachman saw that it was really water, his doubts were dispelled.

"Then let's set off quickly, the sooner we go, the sooner we can return."

"Okay, everyone, sit tight, the carriage is about to start moving."

The old horse started running with a clatter.

Cheng Zeli and his group sat in the car, lifted the curtain and looked at the scenery along the way.

It has been more than three months since the end of the flood. The power of nature is magical. The traces left by the flood have been covered by lush vegetation, and this tragic history has been buried in the dust.

As if to break the dull atmosphere, or perhaps out of fear of the group's momentum, the groom began to chat with them.

"What are you doing in Qianzhou?"

"God is merciful and let us survive the flood, but now we have suffered from the plague. Although we have relief grain from the government, it is not autumn yet. How can we survive the winter with that grain? Since we have nothing to do now, I am going to take my nephews and nephews to Qianzhou to try our luck and see if we can find a job and make a living."

Of course Cheng Erfu couldn't tell the truth, so he made up an excuse.

"Yes, speaking of the plague, we have to thank Medicine King Valley. If it weren't for them, everyone here, including myself, would probably be dead."

When the people in the car heard him talking about Yaowang Valley, they smiled and felt proud.

"Oh? Medicine King Valley, never heard of it."

"No way, you don't even know about Medicine King Valley. Are you not from Pingyang County?"

"Yes, he is from Pingyang County, for sure. But what does this have to do with Yaowang Valley?"

"So you didn't get the plague? Didn't you take the pills?"

"Take it. Aren't those pills issued by the government?"

“That’s it. Although the pills were issued by the government, they were given away for free by Yaowang Valley.

Not only that, Yaowang Valley is indifferent to fame and fortune, and is unwilling to reveal even his real name. The medicines are delivered secretly at night.

The Great General who guards the Nation said in person in front of everyone that our lives were saved by Medicine King Valley, and we all have to thank Medicine King Valley for that.

After recovering, many people set up merit tablets for Yaowang Valley at home, offer incense, and worship every day. "

Cheng Zeli and the others looked at each other, their hearts pounding with excitement.

"There's no need to do this, as long as everyone has the intention."

The driver glanced at him and immediately retorted excitedly, "Why is it unnecessary? Yaowanggu is our savior, the compassionate Yaowang Bodhisattva. He saved not only the lives of one or two people, but the lives of the entire family, the entire clan, and hundreds of thousands of people in Yinzhou County. In the hearts of the people, they are gods.

"This alone is not enough. We are planning to raise money to build a golden statue for the Medicine King and offer incense and worship it every day."

...........

In this way, a group of Yaowang Valley members sat in the carriage and listened to the coachman praising himself all the way.

The carriage was shaking and it took a whole day to reach Qianzhou. Along the way, we saw many people with their families hurrying towards Yinzhou.

I think they are those who fled before, and now that the epidemic has been lifted, they feel reluctant to leave their hometown, so they are rushing back to build their hometown.

When the coachman sent them to the city gate, he let them get off. It cost five cents per person to enter the city, and the carriage was more expensive, ten cents.

Cheng Zeli and his friends were queuing and were about to pay to enter the city when they heard the sound of horse hooves.

“Ouch…!”

A team of armored soldiers rode up on horseback, stopped at the city gate, dismounted in unison, and lined up to enter the city, leading their horses.

Leading the group was a tall and mighty general with white hair and beard, wearing solemn armor and a silver helmet. The helmet shone brightly under the sunlight and was inlaid with gorgeous gems and silver ornaments, highlighting his noble and mighty status.

I return with my sword in the gentle wind and snow, and I am still with my old horse with white hair.

The old general had an aura of over 2.8 meters and a natural sense of oppression. Everyone present lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the face.

Only Cheng Zeli stood there in a daze, staring at the old general's face in a daze.

For some reason, when he saw the old general, he did not feel the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he felt a sense of closeness, as if he had seen him before.

Zhang Shizhong noticed his gaze, glanced at him, and saw that he was a handsome and elegant scholar, so he didn't care, withdrew his gaze, and led the horse into the city.

Qianzhou City is indeed the most prosperous county in Dayan. It is crowded with people everywhere, with laughter lingering in the ears. Young men and women pass by each other. Everyone is dressed in bright and exquisite clothes, and it is rare to see people with patches on their clothes. The group from Chengjiacun, wearing patches on top of patches, looks out of place in the crowd.

There are shops on both sides of the street, BMW and carved carriages fill the road with fragrance, and golden and jadeite buildings stand side by side.

Cheng Erfu stopped a passerby and asked about the location of the drugstore. The man was disdainful of him because of his shabby clothes. He turned his head and spat. He wanted to leave, but he saw a few people like iron towers behind Cheng Erfu. Their faces turned pale and blue, and they pointed behind them casually.

"Just go a hundred meters ahead!"

"Thank you!"

Cheng Erfu bowed to him in thanks.

"No...you're welcome! Can I go now?"

"Oh! Please!"

Cheng Erfu moved aside to make way for him, and the people behind him also moved aside to make way for him.

The man had a stiff face, and he quickly passed through the middle with his hands and feet, then ran away.

Boss Cheng and others were a little confused when they saw him like this.

After walking about a hundred meters in the direction the man pointed, they saw a drugstore with grand decoration and a huge area. There was no customer in the drugstore at that moment, and a waiter with prominent cheekbones was dozing off.

"Brother, brother."

The waiter was woken up, yawned impatiently, and glanced at them with his slanted eyes.

"Go away, you bunch of stinky beggars. If you want to see a doctor, go to Jimin Hall across the street. We in Huichun Hall don't provide free consultations, and we can't give you any medicine."

After saying that, he took a broom and was about to chase them out.

Boss Cheng snatched the broom and threw it out.

"We have our own feet and can walk. Don't worry. I won't come into this shabby place even if you invite me. Let's go!"

Cheng Zeli and others were also very angry. They glared at him and walked out the door.

As soon as I walked out of Huichun Hall, I heard chaos on the street.

Someone shouted, "Murder, murder, the Yinzhou prefect was killed, the Yinzhou prefect was killed in Changlefang."

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