After the Destiny Child was reborn

With a stiff neck, he turned his head a little bit, and shouted in horror when he saw the scene behind him: "Is this table crazy? Or am I crazy?"

He didn't care about the knife anymore, and ran out with his head in his arms. The table behind him seemed to have grown legs, chasing him, but before the table ran out the door, it suddenly stopped.

Liang Jingzhan only heard him yelling outside the door, and the piercing voice echoed in the inn: "Help! The table is going to kill me!"

The other people who were resting were disturbed by the noise, and the doors of the rooms opened one after another: "If you keep yelling, I will get out."

"I heard His Highness's door knock just now, is Your Highness alright?" came the coachman's voice from outside the door.

In the dark night, the table parked at the door ran back to its original position.

Liang Jingzhan replied: "It's okay, the inn is not peaceful, there are thieves at night, so be careful, call me if you need something."

After hearing the sound of footsteps leaving, Liang Jingzhan lit a candle in the dark.

Searching in the baggage, he really let him find a needle and thread.

In fact, he didn't have to mend the clothes, he had enough clothes to change and wash, and he could buy another one if it didn't work, but he just wanted to try on a whim.

There is also a letter next to the needle and thread, which says how many words to use.

Liang Jingzhan opened the letter and saw that Baiwen had written a lot of words seriously.

Bai Wen was too thoughtful.

At dawn, after breakfast, he and the coachman had to continue their journey.

On the way, he saw a lot of beautiful scenery, and the beauty is beautiful, but he always felt that it was not enough. In his heart, no scenery was as good as the capital, and the people were not as lovely as the people in the capital.

After half a month, the carriage finally entered Yuyue City Gate.

Along the way, he met a lot of assassins, who either carried a knife in broad daylight to fight hard, or sneaked into his room at night, either poisoning him or throwing stabs in the back. He really thought he was a fool.

Originally, he was very reluctant to do it, but if he didn't solve it, it would only affect his rest.

So every time he stayed in an inn, several murders would happen, which made the local people panic.

Liang Jingzhan didn't want to be the sinner either, so he and the coachman drove all night, but it was considered that they had reached Yuyue in a serious way.

Along the way, the further north he went, the colder the weather became. When he arrived at Yuyue, a place in the extreme north, he was so cold that he shivered and his lips turned blue. Liang Jingzhan felt that it was not too much to wear winter clothes.

But as soon as he lifted the curtain of the car, Liang Jingzhan stopped taking out the crane cloak from his bag when he saw people outside.

Instead of wearing thick clothes, the local people wear all short shirts, and some are even more flamboyant, walking on the road naked and shirtless. Even the children playing on the street are wearing thin clothes on the street. run around.

When Liang Jingzhan looked at this street for the first time, his first impression was that it was noisy, with chattering voices in his ears, and the crying of children one after another.

Again, it's chaos.

As far as he could see, there were five fight scenes.

There are also all kinds of people swearing in dialects. He can't quite understand them, but just by looking at the momentum of the fight and listening to the loud voices of the fighters talking to each other, he knows that they are swearing.

There were also a few children fighting. A little girl beat a boy with her fist, hitting him harder than adults.

And looking at their chaos, it seems that they don't know that there is a new official taking office, and they have no intention of coming to greet them.

Logically speaking, when a local government sends a new official to take over, it is usually notified in advance by the imperial court. Even if the people don't want to, then the local prefect or something has to organize the people to line up on both sides of the road to welcome them.

He didn't feel that he had lost face, but he was just thinking about the future. If everyone is so disobedient, it will be very difficult to deal with things in the future.

He also figured out the situation, presumably Yuyue prefect was also powerless and wanted to organize the people, but no one would listen to him, so it became such a chaotic scene.

The coachman outside probably didn't expect this situation either, he pulled the rein carefully and asked: "Your Highness, Prefect Yu Yue hasn't arrived yet, will Your Highness stop here and wait?"

"Go on." Liang Jingzhan put down the curtain and leaned against the shed.

The carriage continued to drive again, and the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone slabs, making regular thumping sounds.

A few children on the street hid themselves, pointed at the carriage without hesitation, and shouted at their companions: "Look, this posture is really big!"

All eyes on the street were focused on the carriage he was pointing at.

"Who is sitting in this carriage?" Someone picked up a stone from the ground, weighed it up and down, and fixed their eyes on the uninvited guest who came towards them.

An old man leaned on his crutches and replied, "Do you need to ask? Looking at this gorgeous silk brocade tent, it must be some dignitary from other places. Here, no one dares to ride in such a carriage, even Mr. Ning. Back like this!"

Liang Jingzhan was sitting in the carriage and heard what they said.

The carriage he was sitting in didn't have too many decorations, and it was considered ordinary. In the capital, it was far from the word "luxury."

So why are they making such a fuss?Liang Jingzhan really didn't understand.

"Hey." A man in short brown clothes with a few holes in his body flashed his eyes, "I heard from that old bridge man that we are going to have a new Jiedu envoy here, and if we calculate the time, it should be today." gone."

"There will be a new Jiedushi? Why haven't I heard of it?" One person raised his voice in surprise.

"That's what old man Qiao said. It's only natural that you haven't heard of it. No one should listen to what he said. I also heard it when I heard other people chatting. It is said that old man Qiao asked us to kneel on both sides of the street to greet him. Who do you see?" Done?"

The street was in chaos, everyone was busy with their own business, several people looked at the street from a distance: "Hahahahahahaha, old man Qiao should have gotten used to it by now."

Several people laughed together: "Look at what Lao Qiaotou said, will anyone listen to it?"

Liang Jingzhan didn't know who they were referring to by the old man Qiao, but he could tell from their words that the old man Qiao they were talking about should also be an official.

The carriage was still going forward, and it had reached another street.

And everyone on the street talked about him without exception.

"I heard that the person who came to our treasured land this time is the son of a sage, the dignified prince!" A person sitting in front of the wonton stall had his legs casually resting on the bench, and his leg occupied the entire bench. .

"Whatever prince he is, even if the emperor himself comes here, it's no different when he comes to this treasure land of ours. Those who deserve to be bullied will be bullied, just like the old man Qiao, who came here at the beginning, he was very aggressive. It's full of prestige, you see, it's been less than half a year, and it's sluggish, and you have to bow your head and walk around when you see anyone."

The person sitting opposite him said: "I see him, he must be leaving after a few days!"

"No, those from the capital are all pampered people, who can resist our hospitality."

Although they didn't say it clearly, Liang Jingzhan still knew that the word "hospitality" was enclosed in quotation marks.

The first person to speak took a sip of the wonton and made a slurping sound, his face was soaked in the rising heat from the bowl: "But now it's time to play."

Liang Jingzhan gathered the crane cloak on his body, looked at the steaming steam in front of the wonton booth, and swallowed his saliva. It must be very warm to eat a bowl of hot wontons.

Liang Jingzhan watched the wonton stall get farther and farther away from him, and the scent in the air gradually faded, he couldn't hold back, and let the driver stop.

"Are you hungry?" Liang Jingzhan thought, the driver had driven for a day today, and like him, he hadn't eaten yet.

The coachman was still wearing the warm clothes that Liang Jingzhan had given him. He rubbed his flat stomach and lingered on the comfortable plush clothes for a while, but he only said, "What do you want to eat, Your Highness? I will buy it for you."

Even though the driver could not be seen through the curtain, Liang Jingzhan knew that he must be hungry too.

"Go eat wontons." Liang Jingzhan said, opened the curtain and got out of the carriage.

When the coachman heard the movement, he also jumped down from the carriage: "Your Highness, let the villain buy it."

Liang Jingzhan didn't say any more, just dragged the driver to the direction of the wonton stall.

"Boss, two bowls of wontons." Liang Jingzhan pulled the driver and sat down in front of him.

"Okay." The boss was holding a big spoon in front of the pot to scoop up the wontons inside, and his whole body was soaked in the steaming mist.

"Your Highness, villains can't sit down." The coachman said, and was about to stand up in panic.

Liang Jingzhan raised his eyes, swayed his face to bluff him, and lowered his voice: "Outside, what do you still care about?"

"But... but how can His Highness eat in this kind of place?" The coachman looked around, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the people around him were vulgar, and it was not suitable for King Rong to fill his stomach here.

And everyone's voices are loud as if they are arguing, it looks like a place where philistines are staying!

Liang Jingzhan laughed, and pulled him to the seat to sit down: "It's something to eat, not to enjoy the scenery, so how can it be suitable?"

I don't know if the guest's voice is quite calm and pleasant, or the accent is not like the locals, the boss turned his head and glanced at the guest sitting at the innermost table through the layers of fog.

Outside the mist, sat a noble young man, especially after wearing a red crane cloak, he looked even more noble, but this nobleness would not make people feel inaccessible.

Sitting opposite the young man was a man who was also wearing a thick coat, but his temperament was obviously not as good as that young man's. His waist was bent back, and he looked more like a servant.

Looking at their clothes, the boss is even more sure that the two of them are from other places.

If other people were left behind, he didn't want to say anything more, but he didn't know if it was the boy's harmless smile or his words that made him have a good impression of the boy.

The boss put all the wontons in two blue flower bowls, sprinkled with salt, put some vinegar and other condiments, skillfully threw some chopped green onions, and served them over.

He put a bowl in his left hand in front of Liang Jingzhan, and his right hand in front of the coachman.

Liang Jingzhan took the bowl and thanked him with a smile.

The boss looked at his smile, sighed, and couldn't help imitating the mandarin: "I think the young master came from another place, did he pass by here?"

His official speech was awkward, but Liang Jingzhan could still understand it.

Holding the spoon, Liang Jingzhan lightly poked a layer of oil floating on the clear soup with the spoon, and smiled amiably: "Stay for a while."

As for how long it will last, he doesn't know.

The boss seemed to hear something unlucky, his eyes were sympathetic, and he said in a whisper: "I don't want to ask too many questions, but you need to remember, you should leave as soon as you stay in a few days. This poor country is full of troublesome people, so you should try your best not to talk to me." Others are in touch."

How can he do it after staying for a few days.The boss spoke so badly about other people that Liang Jingzhan wanted to know even more, could the people of Yuyue be more ferocious than tigers?

"Thank you for reminding me." Liang Jingzhan glanced at the driver's bowl, "Bring me a bowl."

The boss looked embarrassed, secretly admiring the young man: "Master, you can see it."