On the official road of Jiangnan West Road, a simple horse-drawn carriage, escorted by many guards, was going in the opposite direction of the refugees fleeing famine on the official road.

A corner of the carriage curtain was gently lifted, and a pair of deep eyes looked through the window, taking in the sad faces of the refugees fleeing famine.

"Hey!~"

Suddenly, a woman's moan was heard, and the curtain of the car was lifted up.

Immediately! The woman said softly to the driver: "Qi Mu! Stop the car."

"mother......"

Qi Mu knew he had said something wrong, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Madam! With so many refugees, it might not be safe to stop the car now."

As soon as Qi Mu finished speaking, he heard an extremely majestic voice suddenly coming from the carriage: "Qi Mu! Listen to Zi Tong and stop the car first."

"Yes!" Qi Mu responded and stopped the carriage.

The woman put her hand on the car window, glanced at the crowd, and finally saw an old man and a child walking hand in hand.

Although the old man looked a little vicissitudes of life, his clothes showed that he was well-educated. The woman was certain and hurriedly called out, "Father-in-law!"

The old man raised his eyes suspiciously and glanced at the woman. He then looked around and walked slowly forward, stroking his hand and said, "I wonder if you are calling me, my dear?"

"Exactly."

The woman nodded slightly, glanced at the child with a smile, and handed a stack of cakes to the child.

The old man waved his hands hurriedly and said, "No, absolutely not. It is a disaster year now, these are good things, you should keep them for yourself."

"It's okay. It's just a pile of cakes."

As the woman spoke, she stuffed the cakes into the hands of her little daughter, then turned to look at the old man and said, "Father-in-law! My husband and I came here to visit a friend, and what we saw along the way was a little unbelievable. What are you doing..."

"Hey!~"

The old man sighed, stroked the child's hair, and said softly: "The Yellow River burst its banks, causing the water level in Jiangnan West Road to surge, and all our homes were submerged."

"The child's parents..."

"The flood came fiercely at night. The child and I happened to sleep in the same room. We escaped in time and were not submerged by the flood. As for the rest of the family, they were already buried in the flood."

The old man seemed to be telling a story, and his expression was calm and calm, without any sign of depression, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Little did they know! This kind of thing of sending off a young person has already worn out the old man's energy. If there were no bloodline left in the family, the old man would not have lived alone.

"Condolences."

The woman sighed softly, and suddenly changed the subject: "Where are you going?"

"The government has chosen four states to appease the people, but my granddaughter is too young to walk that far."

The old man patted the little girl's head soothingly and said softly, "Fortunately, I have also passed the imperial examination and am going to take my granddaughter to Yuzhou."

"Yuzhou?"

The woman couldn't help but look suspicious and asked, "It's a thousand miles to Yuzhou, are you going to seek refuge with your relatives and friends, old man?"

"I am already half buried in the earth. I have nothing to ask for in this life. I just hope that my granddaughter can become a talented person. I am going to Yuzhou at the invitation of a good friend to teach at Wenyuan Zaidao." The old man said calmly.

"Wenyuan Zaidao, what is this place?"

Suddenly, a strong male voice came out of the carriage. The old man was startled when he heard it. He quickly stroked his hand and said, "It turns out that there is someone else in the carriage. I am sorry for being rude."

The woman turned around and glared at the man, then turned to look at the old man with a smile and said, "It was my husband who asked the question just now. He has caught a cold and it is not easy for him to show up in public. Please forgive me, old man."

"I have overstepped my authority."

The old man stroked his hand, pondered for a moment, and said softly: "I don't know what this "Wenyuan Zaidao" is exactly, but according to what my friend wrote in the letter, it should be a very large academy."

"Can this be bigger than the Imperial College?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, with a strange look between his brows.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly explained, "Please forgive me, father-in-law. My husband was educated at the Imperial Academy. Maybe his words were a little offensive, but there was no other intention."

"I see."

The old man nodded secretly, stroked his hand and said: "As described in the letter by my friend, in addition to Yuzhou's "Wenyuan Zaidao", there is also Xuzhou's "Fanhai Wuya". According to what my friend said, these two academies are probably not worse than the Imperial College."

"Oh!~"

The woman also became interested and asked softly, "Father! You haven't been there yet, how do you know so much?"

"Hahaha!~"

The old man rarely smiled, stroked his gray beard, and laughed loudly: "My good friend used to be an official in the court, and I never question his words."

Seeing that the old man was intentionally concealing the details, the woman did not ask any more questions. After apologizing, she let Qi Mu drive the car forward.

Looking at the back of the carriage, the old man muttered to himself, "Although this woman is dressed simply, she looks very noble. And the man in the carriage has never shown up, it seems that he is from a prominent family."

"Grandfather! The sweet-scented osmanthus cake that auntie just gave me is delicious."

The old man rubbed the little girl's head lovingly, looked at her peaceful smile, and said softly: "Our Ling Shuang is the most sensible. Let's go quickly, otherwise we won't be able to reach the next place at night."

The grandfather and grandson held hands and laughed, forgetting all about the woman they had just met on the road, as if they had never met each other.

Along the way, the woman stopped many people and asked them about the Jiangnan West Road, and the answers she got were all the same.

They wanted to escape famine and were preparing to head to Chaozhou.

The woman lowered the curtain with a somewhat sad look on her face. The maid beside her quickly moved her body and pressed the woman's arm to relieve her pain.

"Does the official have anything to ask?"

"Hasn't Zi Tong already asked for me?"

The woman glanced at the man sitting on the other side with a smile, and said softly and caringly, "Qian'er! Do you have anything to ask?"

"Mother, your questions are very comprehensive. My son's doubts have been resolved." Zhao Qian stroked his hand and said.

The three masters in the carriage were Emperor Song Zhen and the Second Prince Zhao Qian, and the lady was Empress Fang Ya.

Half a month ago, Prime Minister Xiao suggested that Emperor Song Zhen move to Shengde Villa. Later, when Fang Ya learned about it, she took the opportunity of this matter to take Emperor Song Zhen and Zhao Qian away from Beijing.

As for the affairs of the court, they were naturally handed over to the Crown Prince Zhao Pu to supervise the country, and he arranged for the six ministers and Xiao Xiang to assist him.

Major matters are handled according to the six departmental regulations, while minor matters are left to them to handle themselves.

Because Emperor Song Zhen had a more important task, he wanted to see whether the people of the Song Dynasty were really living in dire straits.

"Someone come!~"

As soon as Emperor Song Zhen finished speaking, a guard outside the carriage responded, "Your Majesty! I am here."

"Immediately send people to Yuzhou and Xuzhou to check whether what the old man said before is true or false?"

"I obey your command." The guard responded and rode away.

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