Number of People

  Chapter 8 A-character scroll Qi Luqing is unfinished

   Both Feng You and Feng Ziying glanced at each other, muttering in their hearts.

  This guy looks only eleven or twelve years old, maybe younger than Feng Ziying, but he has such a clever mind, and the fierceness he showed earlier is really unusual.

"Go north to the Guandi Temple, drill out to Nanmen Street, the Yongqing City Gate is facing Nanmen Street, face to face, even if you can't enter the city, there are some officers and soldiers guarding the city tower, if you don't care about life and death If the thieves want to tease me, I'm afraid they will also be shot by arrows."

  What the black and thin boy said was also well-founded, which made Feng You and Feng Ziying look at each other with admiration.

   It is Feng Ziying who thinks that if she does not have a soul that has traveled through time, even if she has been influenced by her family since she was a child, she may not have such logical analysis ability and insight.

   "That's not necessarily the case. If the bandit is guarding the south gate to prevent the officers and soldiers from coming out, wouldn't I be looking for death in vain?"

   It was Na Ruixiang who spoke, with a look of resentment on his face, probably because he was a little dissatisfied with this wild boy who came from nowhere.

  You are about the same age as yourself, how can you show off like this in front of people? It seems that I am not as good as myself who is usually flexible.

  Feng You and Feng Ziying didn't talk to each other, but it depended on how the black and skinny boy would answer.

The other party didn't care about it, and said to himself: "The stone archway is opposite the Guandi Temple and Nanmen Street. The area is open and unobstructed. The only way to set up an ambush is at the entrance of the Weijia Hutong. It's just that the Weijia Hutong is too short. It is side by side with Woniu Lane, and Woniu Lane is almost on the Yongqing Gate. If the officers and soldiers come out, they only need to go west along Woniu Lane and turn around, and they can make a big bet on the bandits. The gangsters are just some rogues in the city, they are familiar with the situation, but they don't have much courage, how dare they act like this?"

  Feng You, who had experienced many battles, was amazed by what he said, and Ruixiang was speechless, speechless.

  Although this remark is based on familiarity with the geographical situation, it is unusual to be able to analyze it so thoroughly, and it is still a beggar in his teens.

  Feng Ziying also boasted that she came here through time travel, relying on her own brains and wisdom to be able to look like a dude, but she didn't expect to be hit by this beggar-like kid in front of her.

   Could it be that he is really just like Ruixiang, a character with a sharp mouth, thick skin and hollow belly?

   "Let's go over there." Feng You didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, the black and thin boy led the way, and quickly swam north along the reeds by the lake.

The water surface of this scorpion pit is very large, slightly in the shape of a pipa, the north is small and the south is large, and the long neck in the middle is only more than ten feet long. Looking up, you can see the courtyard wall of Feng's house through the gaps in the reeds. The white powder wall On the loach ridge of Shangtongwa, there are occasionally one or two uplifts, and the terrain is also slightly undulating, which makes the Feng family's old house have an extraordinary terrain.

   A group of people were only trying to escape, but they could also hear the commotion inside and outside the city, with thick smoke covering the sun, obviously the entire outer city was in chaos.

   Not sure about the situation in Feng's old house, Feng You became more and more anxious.

After finally bypassing the north side of the lake and swamp, along the reeds, and sticking to the north part of the courtyard wall, Feng You put his hand on the shoulder of the thin black boy, unable to help the thin black boy struggle, and turned his head: "Brother Keng, You and Ruixiang lie down here, don't make any noise, this kid and I will go and have a look first."

  Feng Ziying also knew that the past was useless, so she worried Feng You in vain, so she could only respond, "Uncle You, be careful."

   "Hmph, don't worry, your Uncle You won't die here." Holding the narrow-edged waist knife at his waist, Feng You proudly leaned over, pushed the black skinny boy with one hand, and walked quietly along the courtyard wall.

  Feng Ziying and Ruixiang huddled behind the grass on the edge of the courtyard wall. They didn't feel it when they were tense before, but when they relaxed now, they suddenly felt sore all over.

  Feng Ziying's arms and the back of her hands were cut a lot by the sawtooth of the blade of grass, bloodshot all over, and only now did she feel the pain.

   "Master, do you want to wrap it up?" Ruixiang was clever in this regard, and when he saw Feng Ziying leaning against the courtyard wall with his eyes closed, he asked with a salivating face.

   "How can it be so delicate? What kind of package do you have at this time?" Feng Ziying said angrily.

  This Ruixiang is also a young man chosen by his father for him. He is quite smart. He has been very attentive all the way from Beijing. In the past few days, Feng Ziying has also slowly recalled his own affairs.

  The Feng family does not seem to be as glamorous as described in "A Dream of Red Mansions". Although they are family friends with the Jia family, it is obvious that they have lost a few faces.

  The Jia family is a duke of two countries, but the ancestor of the Feng family is only a viscount.

According to the rule of surrender in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Feng Ziying's father's generation will have the title of a noble family and no titles. My father's family and three brothers have struggled to the death in the frontier fortress for 20 years. The uncle and the second uncle sacrificed their lives for their father. Earn the illusory title of a low-ranking miscellaneous name, General Shenwu.

  Although the Jia family is also declining day by day, they are already aware of such changes.

Both Jia Jing and Jia Zhu were born as scholars, and they both won the first class of Jinshi. This Jia family obviously wants to go from the noble to the civil servants, and all they want to do is to change the family and become a family of poets, ceremonies and hairpin tassels. Home of Zhongming Dingshi.

   And this Feng family is obviously not sober, relying on this honorable title, they are still struggling with this military merit.

  My own cheap father seems to be planning a comeback now, hoping to return to Datong Town, but he didn’t see that the Great Zhou Dynasty followed the pre-Ming trend unchanged, and had all kinds of suspicion and restrictions on the warriors.

  As the civil servants became more powerful and the status of the military officials became lower and lower, it was also difficult for them to compete with the civil servants even if they came from honorable backgrounds.

  Currently, every time you go to war, the civil official is the chief officer, no matter how high the rank is, you can only be the deputy. If you win a battle, the first credit goes to him, and if you lose a battle, you will take the blame.

   "Master, I'm afraid something will happen to Uncle You, right? Why haven't you come back after being gone for so long?" Ruixiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a trembling probe looking towards where he was going.

   "You just stay honest. Uncle You has been through countless waters and fires, and this is a common thing for him." Feng Ziying encouraged the other party, and at the same time encouraged herself.

   This kind of chaos, if you really encounter the bandits, I'm afraid you will die if you can't tolerate your lip service. In the previous life, I didn't feel it, but here Feng Ziying feels the danger of this world.

  Feng You and the others came back very quickly, greeted Feng Ziying and the others to get up immediately, pressed against the courtyard wall, and walked around from the side.

   "Uncle You, Yongqingmen...?" Feng Ziying looked at Feng You, and his eyes dimmed when Feng You shook his head expressionlessly.

   "Brother Keng, the gate of Yongqing has been closed long ago, and the guards above didn't care at all. They will shoot arrows at anyone who wants to approach the Wengcheng."

  Feng You didn't have much emotion in his tone. If it was him, under such circumstances, he could only seek self-protection first. How dare he open the door and let people in? "I'm afraid we can only go back to the old house first."

Fortunately, the area around the old house is closer to the Yongqingmen Wengcheng. Although the doors have already been closed and there is no one on the street, it can be seen that the chaos has not yet spread to this side, but everyone has already sensed the danger and hid stand up.

  Jia Yucun was almost desperate.

   I have no power to restrain a chicken, but I still bring two women, one old and one young, how could I happen to encounter civil unrest?

  If it wasn't for seeing the opportunity quickly, I'm afraid that he would have been kidnapped by the mob earlier.

   It’s just that I can hide from the first day of junior high school, how can I hide from the fifteenth day? Right now, the city of Linqingzhou is in chaos, several gangs of mobs have almost bumped into each other, not to mention whether the chartered boat on the pier is still waiting, even if it is still there, how can this be passed?

   Thinking of this, Jia Yucun also glanced angrily at the old and the young.

  The mother-in-law was already pale and trembling, and fortunately, she hugged the girl tightly, and the girl in a light pink dress was also full of horror, biting her lips tightly, not daring to make a sound.

If this girl hadn't heard that the Linqing lion cat was famous, and wanted to choose a high-quality lion cat, she wouldn't be able to accompany her ashore. Now…

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  (end of this chapter)