Chapter 4 Volume A: Qi Lu Qing is about to live a once-in-a-lifetime life of a dandy, which must be preserved

 The carriage rumbled by.

The outer city is lined with shops and densely populated. Even if they are stuck in traffic for half an hour, they may not be able to get out of a mile. Therefore, the group of people simply go around from the east gate of the outer city, the Mighty Gate, and walk outside the city to the dock.

“Brother Keng, is this your first time back?” Feng You saw that Feng Ziying seemed a little uneasy in the carriage and found it interesting. Brother Keng was not like this in the past.

This man is now a single heir of three families in the Feng family. Only the third master of the previous generation survived.

The eldest master and the second master, one fell off his horse in a battle with the Mongolian Tatars and could not even recover the whole body, while the second master was so unlucky that he was about to be awarded military honors, but he contracted the epidemic and died on the bed. After struggling for several months, he finally died.

“I didn’t remember anything when I was three or four years old. I came back with my mother once, and this time is also the second time.” Feng Ziying said honestly: “I just heard my mother say it, but I have no memory at all.”

"Linqing City is a good place. If I want to find some leisure time in the future, it would be a good place to go." Feng You squinted his eyes and looked ahead. In front of him was the west gate of the outer city.

Next to the city gate is a large strip of cloth flags, which are supported by bamboo poles, and more are made of reeds and bamboo wood.

Tea stalls for quenching thirst, piles of black dates, vegetarian snack stalls, and several pack cars leaning crookedly against two mature oak trees.

A porter was vigorously waving the darkened sweat towel in his hand and shouting something. I guess he could smell the sour smell of sweat from a few feet away.

There were a lot of people under the willow tree, seeming to be noisy about something. Occasionally, they would burst out with a few high-pitched scoldings, and then there would be another burst of commotion.

 There seemed to be some chaos on the pier, but it was not quiet in the past, but the situation was a little different today.

Although he felt that the situation on the dock was not quite right, Feng You was not familiar with the situation here. He had not been to Linqing a few times in the past. He just stayed on the border for a long time and felt a little uneasy. The restless aura made him extra sensitive.

He tightened his grip on the strong horse under his crotch, held his hand on the narrow-edged knife wrapped in a cloth pouch on his waist, and turned back calmly: "Brother Keng, something is not right."

"Ah?" Feng Ziying withdrew her hand from the snow-white cat, and suddenly leaned forward, "Uncle You, what's wrong?"

“Well, it’s hard to say now. It seems like something is going to happen at the dock.” Feng You was also a little nervous.

 with a solemn son, this is just a trip back to his hometown, I thought the trip would be safe, but even so, I arranged for myself to take care of him, but I was just worried about something unexpected happening, but I didn't expect that I actually caught up with him.

 “Is there time to board the ship?”

Feng Ziying knew her own situation very well. An eleven-year-old boy should not expect to have any earth-shaking abilities. These days, everything is uneasy. If he gets sick, he may die if he doesn't get it, let alone what he will encounter. War.

My two uncles also had three children, but none of them could grow up. Even I had an elder brother who died before he was young. It was only because he was lucky that he survived a cold and became Linqing Feng. I am an only child who lives in Beijing.

Under such circumstances, my mother had originally refused to allow me to go to my hometown in Shandong. It was my father who was unable to leave because of Kaifu matters, so I had no choice but to make this trip.

I also thought that taking the canal and waterway from the capital to Linqing would not be a hardship in the heat, so I reluctantly agreed, but I never thought that I would encounter trouble in front of my hometown.

 Feng You said nothing and just shook his head.

There are already many people gathered around the pier, and there are a few people who seem to be the leaders in small groups. One of them is waving his arms and shouting something, and there are several people who are mumbling in series among several groups. .

On the pier on the side of the road, there were piles of debris in straw bags thrown randomly, blocking the road.

Two men in brown short-shirts were wiping their sweat and cursing, and they unzipped their clothes to reveal a tuft of black hair on their chests. They sat on the straw bag and looked around.

Two groups of people have been blocked on the road.

 One group consisted of several bundles of three-stridle cloth carried on two donkeys. It looked like it was a small cloth merchant.

There was also a group of people, probably two brothers, with thick arms and strong legs, driving a truck pulled by two mules. It seemed that they were pulling a load of black dates, which is a specialty of Linqing Prefecture. It seemed that they were going to the dock for delivery.

"Brother Ma, you can't blame us. The steward of Yahang said that no movement is allowed on the dock today, not to mention loading and unloading ships or entering and exiting warehouses. As for this one, don't even think about it. , everything is blocked over there.”

“Brother Lu, what happened to cause such a big fuss?”

The two brothers who delivered the black dates were obviously acquaintances. While smiling, they casually reached into the straw bag with a hole in it, grabbed a handful of black dates, and handed it to each other.

“It’s not worth a lot of money, give it a try.”

“Second brother, it’s hard to say. The people on the pier are making a fuss. We don’t know. We only know that the intersection is blocked. The bosses and managers are all over there. They are like headless flies..."

Took the black dates and threw two into his mouth. Drool overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but his voice was lowered a bit: "If you are not in a hurry, go back first, I am afraid something will happen."

"We have made an appointment with the owner of the cargo..." Another young man was obviously a little anxious. When he was about to speak, he was grabbed by his brother. He turned his head and whispered: "Thank you, let's go back!"

 “Brother!” The young man was anxious. After these two shipments of black dates, he was able to get back the payment for the betrothal gift for his wife, and he arrived at the dock.

"Hurry up and look over there!" The older man's face has turned slightly pale, but his eyes are chasing the distance. A wisp of black smoke has emerged from the southwest corner. This is what he is most afraid of.

Feng Ziying’s eyes followed Feng You who was already standing on the carriage shaft, covering his forehead with his hands and looking toward the southwest.

 Feng You's face has become ugly. The slight twitching of the corners of his mouth and the rolling of his eyes seem to be making a difficult decision.

Before he could make a decision, there were some slight vibrations on the ground. Lawu Zao's two brothers obviously often ran outside, so they quickly turned their attention to the west.

Through the low earthen wall, one can roughly observe a cloud of floating yellow dust rising half way up in the sky to the east.

The sun was shining brightly in the morning, and there was not even a breath of wind on the riverside. Looking at the sun-dried willow branches on the riverside, I couldn't think of anything other than the movement of large-scale livestock or people to cause such dust. What could cause such smoke and dust to roll in the wilderness?

Feng You had already stepped on the shaft of the carriage and jumped onto the roof of the shed. From the roof of the shed, he jumped directly onto the earthen city wall. He stood on the crenellation of the wall and stood on tiptoes to look into the distance.

 Feng Ziying and the boy servant Ruixiang beside him were both a little pale.

Even if Feng Ziying’s mental age is over forty, in this strange time and space where the sky is not responding and the earth is not working, so what if you have thousands of beautiful things in your chest? Who believes you and who listens to you?

With a single stroke of the knife, the good man's head was about to fall to the ground. The dandy life he longed for was about to end before it even started. Thinking of this, Feng Ziying couldn't help but shuddered: "Uncle You, what happened?"

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