The Record of Righteousness

A team of more than a hundred people was moving forward slowly.

This team had a large number of people, but it seemed very quiet and orderly. Only the sound of the clattering armor could be heard.

In the middle of the queue was an extremely luxurious carriage.

The carriage was splendidly decorated and pulled by four horses as white as snow and with hair as silky as silk.

Every horse looks energetic, with steady and powerful steps.

The coat color of these horses is as pure as snowflakes and shines brightly, making the entire team more noble and majestic.

The carriage's body is engraved with exquisite patterns, the most eye-catching of which is a lifelike flying dragon.

This flying dragon shines dazzlingly in the sun, as if it will take off at any time, and there are various rare birds and animals carved on its body.

On both sides were more than 20 guards, all wearing armor, walking slowly following the carriage holding a canopy.

The dozen or so people at the front were riding tall horses, and the leader was wearing armor and a helmet.

The two people are naturally Wan Qing and Zhang Rong, two hundred households.

As for the people riding the horses behind them, they are both confidants:

Leng Tiancun, Li Guodong, Lu Jianxing and others were also wearing armor, with sharp weapons on their waists, looking majestic.

As for the guards and fans walking on the ground, although there are not more than a hundred people, they are all skilled and capable people in the East Factory, and they can be regarded as elites.

However, from the carriages between the processions, the sound of laughing and drinking and having fun could be heard.

It is very different from this vast momentum.

Wan Qing stood astride the horse with a cold face and said nothing.

Wang Hao from that Qianhu household was originally a dandy.

This trip is to Shandong to serve as a military supervisor. He should rush to Shandong quickly, but he still has to ride on his own carriage.

On the way, he didn't forget to take three singers with him.

They were laughing and playing along the way, having fun in the clouds and rain, and were extremely happy, unaware of the dangers of this trip.

As for Wan Qing and Zhang Rong, although they saw the behavior of this dude, they did not dare to say no.

Just go to Shandong obediently, what are you doing with your free time?

Naturally, the two of them didn't bother to talk.

In this way, the team spent nearly a month on the short journey to reach Shandong.

This time they were going to Qingzhou Mansion in Shandong to discuss countermeasures with the Qingzhou Chief Military Officer to put down the rebellion.

And this Jinan Prefecture is the only way to Qingzhou.

They took an official road. Although it was an official road, it was just a relatively smooth dirt road.

There should have been lush and leafy trees on both sides of the road, but now it seems that the leaves and bark of these trees are gone.

They all entered the hungry people's bellies, as if they had entered the wasteland of winter.

Countless refugees migrated from Shandong.

All of these refugees have sallow complexions and skinny skin.

They walked feebly step after step, and everything in front of them seemed to have nothing to do with them.

The well-dressed people and the hungry people formed two extremes.

Even Wang Hao's four mounts were all fat and strong, and extremely strong.

The hungry people did not dare to get close to this gorgeous frame. They just watched from a distance and continued to walk their own way silently.

Aware of the longing but fearful eyes of the hungry people, Leng Tiancun silently lowered his head.

There was an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

It turns out that there are so many people in the world, and even having enough to eat is a luxury hope and fantasy.

In the end, he could only sigh and stop looking at these hungry people.

As the sun rises above the pole, the sound of bells is heard from the team at the front.

Indicate to the soldiers that they can stop to eat, and then rest for half an hour before continuing on their way.

The elites who heard this voice finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The soldiers pushed Lord Wang's car to the shade, then each found a comfortable place to take out dry food and eat it.

Leng Tiancun turned over and dismounted. He originally wanted the horse to eat grass freely, but he didn't expect that even the weeds in this place had been artificially pulled out, leaving everything exposed.

He had no choice but to sit under a tree, take out his share of dry food and chew it.

In the past, the rough dry food was difficult to swallow. Today, under the wolf-like eyes of many hungry people, Leng Tiancun felt how heavy the dry food was in his hands.

In the distance, Lu Jianxing, who was also a small flag with him, was surrounded by a group of ragged children, chattering and begging him for food.

Lu Jianxing was not annoyed. When he saw the children approaching, he actually smiled and gave all the dry food in his hands to those children.

After seeing Leng Tiancun walking towards him, Lu Jianxing frowned and left, leaving only a group of children.

Leng Tiancun looked at Lu Jianxing's back, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Ever since he put Wang Shanyuan and his family in prison, there have been differences between the two.

At the same time, both of them know that they have different paths and cannot conspire with each other.

Leng Tiancun looked down at these hungry children, took out a piece of dry food and divided it among the children, sighed and turned away.

Just after taking two steps, Leng Tiancun was startled, and inadvertently dropped dozens of copper coins, and then walked away without looking back.

The dozen or so children were all devouring the dry food. Suddenly they noticed that the good man had dropped money, and without any explanation, they swarmed up and snatched it all away.

The rest of the children couldn't wait to put it into their tattered pockets.

Among them, only a skinny child grabbed the most coins, but he didn't put them in his pocket.

He tightly grasped the money in his hand, looking at Leng Tiancun's blurry back, his eyes flickering