I engaged in modernization in ancient times

No matter what Mo Shaoheng and their master said, they still had a ridiculous marriage contract. Mo Shaoheng's return to Liangjing this time might be a disaster, so the guard couldn't help asking one more question, what should they do.

Now that Beiliang and Nanli are fighting again, the situation of their masters may not be any better. Their caravan this time transported food bought from various places to appease the refugees who flocked to Liangjing. This credit silences those who take the opportunity to target their masters.

The people in the carriage did not answer.

After such a small episode, the caravan quickly resumed its journey.

But it didn't take long to stop again, and it was dark.

The long-distance trek in ancient times was not like modern times. Buying a ticket to go wherever you want is very difficult and dangerous. There are not always post stations on the road, and you have to sleep in the open most of the time.

As night fell, Mo Shaoheng and Nan Yi were eating dry food. At this moment, the sick guard came over again, holding a food box in his hand.

Nan Yi jumped off the carriage and greeted him with a smile.

When he came back again, he was holding the food box in his hand, "That man is also interesting, he even gave us some pastries."

While talking, he took out the silver needle and inserted it back and forth on the pastry in the food box.

Mo Shaoheng frowned, and said suddenly, "We may have been exposed. We will leave later at night. This place is not far from Liangjing. Even if we don't follow the caravan, we shouldn't encounter bandits."

Nan Yi was slightly taken aback, "Didn't he just send some pastries as a thank you?"

Mo Shaoheng pondered, "The conversation you had just now was weird. Obviously you saved him, but when he sent the pastry, it seemed that he wanted to send it to me more."

Nan Yi: "..."

It may also be the other party's enthusiasm.

Of course, Nan Yi nodded quickly. The many interceptions and ambushes along the way were only avoided by the young master's strange intuition and sharpness.

The night sky was clean and everything was silent. People who had been traveling all day began to sleep soundly, recharging their energy for tomorrow. At this time, under the moonlight, a carriage quietly left from the caravan.

At this time, a figure quietly approached the camp in the middle, "Master, Xiao Shizi's carriage left during the night."

"En." A deep voice replied.

The guard hesitated for a moment, "Master, are we really going to do nothing? The little prince has caused such a catastrophe, and returning to Liangjing at this time is tantamount to throwing ourselves into a trap."

No response.

The guard said in his heart, their master is becoming more and more hard-hearted, he was called a little daughter-in-law when he was a child.

……

The carriage drove for another day, and a city stood in front of it.

Under the city wall, there is a long queue, either the caravans waiting to enter the city, or the common people. Besides, there are the refugees from Xunzhou who are waiting for relief.

Nan Yi raised his head curiously, "Master, this is Liangjing? It's far away from Beijing than ours."

Mo Shaoheng thought in his heart, laughing at a hundred steps at fifty steps, if the silk was not sold to the four countries, the caravans from the four countries flocked to Lidu, and there would be a prosperous scene later.

In fact, Liangjing is still very good, majestic, grand, and lively. Compared with Lidu, it is just a little less commercial.

Mo Shaoheng took out two white belts, tied one on his forehead to cover the phoenix seal between his foreheads, and handed the other to Nan Yi, "I'll know what to do later?"

Nan nodded, he was already familiar with the road, along the way, he played the role of beggar, Taoist priest, actor, filial son... he learned more life-saving skills along the way than he learned in the palace middle school.

When it was Mo Shaoheng's turn to enter the city in their carriage, Nan Yi wiped his face with his hand, and his face immediately turned into a mournful face, he was simply a drama star who entered the drama in a second.

Wearing white and wiping the forehead, this is mourning in mourning.

Mo Shaoheng was not worried about Nan Yi showing his secrets. Don't look at Nan Yi's usual inconspicuousness, but he was much more perseverant and smarter than he imagined. He still remembered one time, when the pursuers were too fast, he had to hide Nan Yi in the A corner, tell him not to move and wait for him to come back.

As a result, it was already three days later when he got rid of the pursuers and came back, and Nan Yi really hid there without moving for three days, avoiding the search and arrest all over the city, and he was so hungry that he was naked.

This kind of endurance and perseverance, ordinary assassins can't do it, let alone a pampered person.

Hand over the guide.

The soldier guarding the city gate asked a few words routinely, and looked at Mo Shaoheng and Mo Shaoheng, especially Nan Yi, who looked as sad as his own father after his death, and there was some sadness in his eyes.

From the road guide, it can be seen that these two people came from Xunzhou, they must have fled here, with a white cloth tied on their foreheads, no need to ask to know what happened.

These two are not bad, and there are still relatives who can take refuge in them. The refugees outside can only be homeless and wait for relief. Poor, they are all the people of Beiliang.

He actually made up Mo Shaoheng's identity, experience and so on by himself.

After entering the city, Nan Yi asked, "Young Master, where did you lead this way?"

Mo Shaoheng replied casually, "I picked it up on the road."

There are refugees all the way, so it's not too difficult to get a guide.

As soon as he entered the city, "Traitor, get out of Beiliang!"

"Have a disaster for the country and the people, and harm my Beiliang."

"..."

There were roars, one after another.

Mo Shaoheng was startled, Nan Yi also shrunk his head, he felt that his head would move anytime.

But Mo Shaoheng immediately reacted, "Don't panic."

If their identities were exposed, they would not be able to wait for them to enter the city.

Sure enough, when their carriages passed by the street, they could still hear those ferocious-faced Beiliang scholars yelling at the carriages entering the city one by one, with a thrilling aura.

They didn't know when Mo Shaoheng would come back, but they heard that it was only a few days ago, so...

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Nan Yi patted his chest, "I was scared to death."

In any case, their situation is not good.

When he arrived in Liangjing, the coachman had completed his task. Nan got out of the car and gave the agreed silver to the other party, and then took over the whip for driving the horse himself. Yu is one of the six arts, so he has naturally learned it.

It is inconvenient for a groom to know what to do next.

Nan Yi asked, "Master, where are we going now?"

"Go straight ahead, at the sixth alley, there is an old locust tree with a crooked neck, then turn right..."

On the street, Mo Shaoheng looked at the Liangjing style from time to time through the window, it was not much different from when he left ten years ago.

People selling noodles, making sugar, selling cakes and rouge, taverns and cloth shops, shouted constantly, and the breath of the ancient city rushed over.

Even though he had been away for ten years, this place still gave him a feeling that he didn't have in other places. Perhaps as the starting point of his second life, there was somewhat a special emotion in it.

Not long after, the carriage turned into an alley and stopped in front of a mansion with a deep door in the alley.

There are two majestic stone lions at the gate of the vermilion lacquer gate, and the four characters "Zhenbei Wangfu" are boldly written on the gate.

However, compared to ten years ago, the vermilion lacquer gates are a little peeling, and the high courtyard walls are also more dilapidated.

That's right, there is only one family of old and weak women and children left in the Zhenbei Palace. Even if they have some merits and virtues, but without the real pillars, who can sustain such a big facade for a long time.

It has been 20 years since King Zhenbei died for his country, and his decline seems inevitable.

Mo Shaoheng just glanced at it for a few times. At this moment, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at this place. He couldn't stay here, and said, "Let's go."

At this time, the vermilion door was pushed open, and a large group of people came out, mostly women and servants.

The leader was a gray-haired old lady who seemed to have some difficulty in moving, and was supported by someone. The old lady was followed by a middle-aged lady, holding a guqin carefully in her hand.

The old lady was helped into the carriage, and then a group of people followed, seemingly in a hurry.

After the people left, Nan Yi asked, "Where are we going now?"

Mo Shaoheng frowned, "Go eat something first."

The so-called something to eat is to buy Liangcook cakes at a stall at the entrance of the alley.

While gnawing on the biscuits, Mo Shaoheng asked the old man selling the biscuits, "Uncle, just now I saw the old lady from Zhenbei Palace rushing out, what happened?"

Before the old man could answer, the scholar next to him who was buying pancakes looked at Mo Shaoheng in surprise, "You don't even know this?"

After finishing speaking, he sighed again, "There is an unfilial descendant in the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, which caused great trouble for us in Beiliang."

"Then the Nanli mission came to our Liangjing aggressively and came to Xingshi to question the crime."

"Hmph, Nanli captured my six lands in Xunzhou, and he still has the face to ask the teacher for his crimes. The adults in the court naturally quarreled with them."

"But, it's true that even the only royal blood... can't do anything to them."

"The Nanli mission is also becoming more and more arrogant. This time, the Nanli mission is filled with famous people from Nanli. Whenever they have time, they will challenge everywhere and humiliate me, Beiliang."

"It's fine if they are arrogant and unreasonable. This is Liangjing, so there is no room for them to be presumptuous, but they follow the rules and come to challenge one by one."

"Hey, I'm really angry. My Liangjing lost more than I won. I was so suppressed that I couldn't say it. I let them be arrogant in our territory, and I was so useless that I had nowhere to vent."

"Among the famous scholars in Nanli, there is a musician named Zhao Xinian, who is good at playing the qin, and he has already picked me as an invincible player in Liangjing."

Mo Shaoheng and Nan Yi glanced at each other, it turned out to be the violinist Zhao Xinian, they knew each other, although he was nearly seventy years old, his violin skills were superb and he had few rivals, he had performed in the palace many times.

He is indeed a great Nanli celebrity.

"The old lady of the Zhenbei Palace learned from Wang Baochang, a famous court musician in the previous dynasty. Because of the traitor, how could the Nanli people let her go? Isn't this a match?"

"It's a pity that when the old lady of Zhenbei Wangfu suddenly heard the news of the unworthy descendant and returned to Beiliang, she heard that she was sick in bed, and now she has to come forward to clean up the mess."

He sighed a few more times, "Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is a loyal family, why did such a traitor come out of the country?"

"Brother, I think you are also dressed like a scholar. Will you go to the gate of the city to stop the thief from returning to the country later? You have to scold him until he feels ashamed to be reconciled."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Thank you politely, after the scholar left, Mo Shaoheng was also ready to leave.

Nan Yi asked, "Master, where are we going?"

Mo Shaoheng said, "When you are sleepy, someone brings you a pillow, how can you live up to their kindness?"

Nan Yi: "..."