"He dares!" Chunyu raised his brows fiercely, but Feng Zhiwei remained silent, why wouldn't he dare? Profit is the first word, and some people have always tried the national law for it. If Shen Xuru is in collusion with the Chang family, then there is no reason in the hands of the Chang family. It is not impossible to have the courage to kill a few of them quietly, and when things come to an end, they will launch a few scapegoats, and they will still be officials in another place.
Otherwise, this post station is not a remote place. The murderer and arsonist made it like this, so why didn't anyone come over to ask questions
"Then what to do?"
"From Jiyang Mountain here, go to Jiyang to find the prefect of Jiyang. Prefect Peng is a disciple of Hu Dashi. He is upright and has a clean official voice. He will definitely not join forces with Shen Xuru and others." Ning Yi closed his eyes, clearly Said, "Before that, don't reveal your identity."
Feng Zhiwei thought that this person was in a high position, but he even knew the origin of a magistrate in a remote province, and he must also have a good understanding of the intricate relationship between officials. He thought that before coming here, he would drink flowers and wine outside before returning home. Hurry up and turn on the lamp to study at night.
The three of them did not object to this plan. At this time, the fire outside was gradually extinguished, and the three people who described themselves as being in a state of distress helped each other out. Chun Yumeng walked through the scene of the fire, and when he saw the corpse of his brother in the same robe all over the place, tears flowed down his face.
At the iron door, he pointed to a charred corpse and said, "I asked Lao Guo to escort His Highness in, but he refused and pushed me in. It was discovered..." He wiped away his tears and couldn't continue.
"Don't worry, this revenge will always be avenged." Ning Yi didn't open his eyes, nor did he glance at the hundreds of corpses. Amidst the scorching smoke and fire all over the floor, his expression was calm and calm, but his tone was clear and firm.
Feng Zhiwei didn't hurt Tongpao's death, and she didn't swear to take revenge. She tossed around in the fire scene, found some scattered gold that had been burnt into various shapes, and quickly collected them.
Chunyu couldn't help but look at her, Feng Zhiwei said straightforwardly: "What are you looking at me for? You have money? Your Highness has money? We're going to walk incognito. If we don't have money, how can we hire a carriage, buy dry food, and treat injuries?"
Chunyu was startled for a moment, then shook his head for a while and said, "I see that your temperament is more noble than the grandson of the prince, and your behavior is more stingy than the poor boy."
Ning Yi half turned his head on his back, glanced at Feng Zhiwei, and suddenly said, "Are you injured?"
Feng Zhi frowned slightly, feeling a little stupid thinking about it, you haven't seen the blood all over my body from the bruises, burns, and abrasions until now.
"Don't dawdle, let's go out first." Out of the fire scene and turning into the small road, Feng Zhiwei made a mark on the roadside tree, and then said, "Since you want to enter Jiyang Mountain, you must prepare some dry food at the foot of the mountain. There is a small village in the middle of the mountain, let's go to lodge and take a rest, the other party didn't expect us to enter the mountain, so it should be safe there."
As the saying goes, Wangshan runs dead horses, and the mountain village seems to be in front, but the three of them walked for a long time, and knocked on the door of a hunter family at the darkest hour before dawn.
"Old man, the three of my brothers went out to play, and the elder brother fell and hurt his leg. Please let the three of us stay overnight."
The mountain people are simple, and the old man who opened the door immediately laughed and said: "No one has any problems when you go out, come in, come in."
The hut is simple but warm, the three of them worked hard all night, they all felt relieved at this moment, the old man poured the yellow and black tea, Chunyu was so thirsty, he took it up and drank it all in one gulp, but Feng Zhiwei was busy taking it from his sleeve He took out a golden bean from his pocket, handed it to the old man, and said: "My elder brother fell into the water, please ask me to find some clothes for my elder brother to change."
"People in the mountains and fields don't have any good clothes, I'll just go find some clean ones for you." The old man accepted it with a smile, turned around to look for clothes, Feng Zhiwei brought water to Ning Yi, Ning Yi still closed his eyes, and said calmly: "Don't drink."
"Does the guest think the color of the water is not clean?" The old man brought a set of common clothes and said with a smile, "This is the red vine root that is only produced in Jiyang Mountain. It is a good thing to drink blood and calm the mind. It just looks Not pretty."
Feng Zhi smiled and said: "My elder brother is not feeling well, I will drink if he doesn't want to drink." With the tea bowl on his lips, he suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Dare to ask my old man, how to get to Guayedu?"
"The guest is going to Guayedu, why did he come here?" The old man said in surprise, "The direction is opposite."
Feng Zhiwei was relieved, she let out an oh, suddenly felt annoyed in her heart, wanted to vomit overwhelmingly, knew that she was too tired, the internal injury from the previous palm had occurred, and she didn't want to vomit it in front of Ning Yi, so she said: "Trouble me, old man, give us Brother arrange a lodging, anywhere, just lie down."
"There is still an empty room, you squeeze?"
Feng Zhiwei nodded, and the old man went to arrange a place to live. The small room was next to the back mountain, and there was a cliff behind it. It's better, because I squatted for too long, I felt my legs were weak and my eyes were dizzy when I stood up, so I stepped back and held on to a stone.
She gathered herself together and was about to go back, when she turned her head and saw the stone, which seemed to be a stele. This stele stood at the entrance of the village, and it seemed to be the name of the village written on it.
The stele was covered with vines to cover the handwriting, she looked at the faintly revealing strokes, and her heart moved.
Pulling away the vines, there are four characters "Huayan Du Village" on the stele.
There is also a simple explanation at the bottom, which means that the village of three surnames, Hua, Yan, and Du, has this name.
Feng Zhiwei glanced over hastily, feeling a little thump in his heart.
Huayan Du…
Hua, Yan, Du...
Guayedu!
The phrase "Guayedu Convergence" heard on the partition wall of the station turned out to be Huayandu!
Across the wall, the other party had an accent, so I heard it wrong!
She froze in the night breeze, and suddenly remembered the calm expression on the old man's face when she handed out the golden beans.
A rural mountain dweller rarely has the opportunity to see silver, so how can he be so natural towards gold, as if he has seen it many times
A rural mountain dweller, with a set of common clothes and a cup of tea, will also accept a golden bean from others
Feng Zhiwei suddenly jumped up, and rushed back against the cold wind, but calmed down a few feet away from the door and adjusted her clothes, and then went to knock on the door.