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Chapter 830: Nie Xiaoju¡¯s needlework
The county seat of Anlai County was renovated after the Sui Dynasty destroyed the Shang Dynasty. At first, the county seat was submerged by the diverted Luo River, and most of the people in the city were buried under the water. Even now, bones can still be picked up from the wilderness from time to time. It was precisely because of the flood that the already dilapidated temples in the city became even more dilapidated.
When Fang Jie and the others stopped the boat and docked, Anlai County Magistrate Sun Maocai and County Prime Minister Li Heitai, who had received the news before, were already waiting at the shore with their people. It was the first time for them to welcome the imperial envoy since they became officials, so they both seemed very nervous. Of course, this pressure was not all caused by Fang Jie. Relatively speaking, the fourth-grade general Ye Jinnan on the left wing made them even more afraid.
In order to show respect, not only did the county magistrate and county magistrate come with other county officials and local gentry, they even organized a group of elderly people over sixty years old to line up to welcome him. This is a very clever technique that local officials have tried repeatedly. Although this was the first time for Sun Maocai and Li Heitai to welcome an imperial envoy, this method was not unheard of.
First, being greeted by older people represents sufficient respect. In the past, when the emperor traveled, there would be such an arrangement when he arrived at a certain place.
Secondly, this is a good way to show political achievements. Let the elderly and healthy people come out to greet them. This means that the local officials have good governance and the people are still in good health after living for such a long time. It shows that the parents are serious about their work.
Although Fang Jie was also an imperial envoy for the first time, he encountered too many methods of this kind along the way.
He spoke to every old man in a gentle and polite manner and asked some family questions. For example, do you have enough food to eat, how is your health, and are your children at home filial? He is already familiar with these official interpretations of East and West, and compared to ordinary officials, the sincerity on his face is not at all artificial.
The welcoming ceremony was simple but solemn, flawless.
Fang Jie boarded the carriage and headed towards Anlai County. The imperial guards and flying fish robes dressed in bright clothes and angry horses are scary to look at, but they are also a display of royal majesty. The imperial envoy traveled on behalf of the emperor. Even if the imperial envoy was not of high rank, at this time he did not have to salute even if he was facing a governor.
Because of the headwind, we arrived later than expected. The sky was already slightly dark when the team entered the city. Fang Jie and others did not go to the county government office but went directly to the residence arranged by Sun Maocai. This is a yard specially set aside by a local gentry. Although it is not big, it is full of the unique style of the Jiangnan water town.
Because he had to stay for one day, Fang Jie did not refuse the dinner arranged by the county magistrate. But it was still early, so the group went to the residence to take a shower and rest.
This garden does not occupy a large area, but the sparrow has all the internal organs even though it is small. Fang Jie had memories of starting in Dali City in Nanyan, but this was not the beginning of his life. Before he awakened, he had no memory of where he had been and where he had started his escape. However, Shen Qingshan and the others had said that it did not start from Yongzhou. The powerful man handed him over to Shen Qingshan's sect. Mu small waist.
By that time, Fang Jie¡¯s other protectors had already gathered together.
Shen Qingshan¡¯s sect is in Moshan, which is still six hundred miles away from Yongzhou. Moshan is within the territory of Nanyan, south of Dali, the capital of Nanyan.
After washing up in his room and changing into clean and fresh clothes, Fang Jie sat on a chair and looked out the window, feeling a little lost. Anlai County is still five hundred miles away from Yongzhou, but the straight-line distance from Dali City is only seven or eight hundred miles away. This place is not far from the place where his life began, but the closer it gets, the more uncomfortable the complicated feelings in his heart become.
Shen Qingshan would not lie to him. His escape journey started from Moshan. What is certain is that the powerful man handed him over to Mu Xiaoyao as an infant. How long had he been born at that time?
My memory before arriving at Moshan is zero, no impression at all.
When Fang Jie was conscious, he felt like he was being robbed. Now that I think about it, Shen Qingshan, who was less than ten years old, wanted to throw him into the fire pit. At that time, Shen Qingshan's eyes were filled with hatred.
Fang Jie vaguely felt that his soul had robbed the body of a baby. There is a huge secret hidden in this body, and his arrival has actually affected this secret from the beginning. If you are the key, then the key has changed its flavor.
Fang Jie was deep in thought while sitting in the room, perhaps because this place touched his mood. He tried hard to think about what happened before he awakened, knowing that it was all in vain but refused to give up. If he snatched the child's body, then whose soul belonged to the child before?
If Luo Yao did it himself, what is the relationship between this child and Luo Yao??
It¡¯s not that Fang Jie has never thought that he might be Luo Yao¡¯s illegitimate son. But seventeen years ago, Luo Yao's second son Luo Wen was already three or four years old. Even if he had another child, there was no need to let him flee. Who can threaten Luo Yao in the southwest?
So this is impossible.
And Luo Wu had been killed by Luo Yao more than 20 years ago when he was not the general of the left avant-garde. Luo Yao had his second son Luo Wen three or four years after Luo Wu's death, and Fang Jie was born three or four years after that
There seems to be a connection, but in fact there is no connection at all.
The closer he got to Yongzhou, the more worry and panic Fang Jie felt in his heart. He expects to find the truth here, but he is afraid of knowing the truth.
Just when his mind was getting heavier and heavier, Mu Xiaoyao knocked on the door outside.
"The county magistrate Sun Maocai is waiting outside, saying that a banquet has been set up at Hexing Tower."
"good"
Fang Jie shook his head and stood up, shaking off the chaos in his mind.
Wearing regular clothes, Fang Jie looked heroic, and his face was no longer childish. He was still an infant when he left here, and he was an adult when he came back. Seventeen years have passed by in a flash. Who knows whether this is the beginning or the end?
When he walked out of the room, he took a deep breath and told himself that since he was already here, what was the point of being afraid and worried?
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There are many differences between the customs in the Southwest and the Central Plains, such as this trip. The most widely used thing in the north is the carriage. The Sui Dynasty could not raise war horses, but the rhinoceros horses are not rare or rare things in the north. For example, in Chang'an City, every street has carriages specially designed to carry passengers through the city. In the south, it was natural to use a boat to travel far away, but to move around the city, you relied on a sliding pole carried by manpower. The structure is very simple, just two bamboo poles tied to a chair, carried by two strong men.
Fang Jie had never seen such a thing when he started to escape, but he had never sat on one. So when he saw the magistrate waiting outside the door asking him to get on the slide, Fang Jie couldn't help but be startled. Although the two men carrying the sliding pole looked very tall and strong, they were still a little resistant to sitting in this east-west solution.
County Magistrate Sun Maocai saw Fang Jie hesitate for a moment, thinking that this new rich man in Chang'an City was scared. He laughed secretly in his heart. It turned out to be an embroidered pillow, but a smile appeared on his face and said: "Don't worry, Sir, this thing is very safe." . The two of them have been doing this all year round and have never knocked anyone down.¡±
Sun Maocai rarely saw such a noble son in Anlai County. In his impression, even if the general's son Luo Wen was not good enough, he was good at martial arts and would never be afraid of riding the pole.
??The people from the capital are so rich. I didn¡¯t expect that a small sliding pole would be so difficult to live in.
Fang Jie hesitated for a moment and finally shook his head: "I can just walk."
Anlai County is not a big place in the first place, so it would be difficult for Sun Maocai, the imperial envoy, to refuse if he wanted to go on foot. So he leaned forward and led the way, and everyone else followed behind Fang Jie. The county magistrate Li Heitai and Sun Maocai were of the same mind, so looking at Fang Jie's back there was a bit of contempt in his eyes.
Just when his expression showed a little, he suddenly felt a chill in his body. He looked to the side and found General Ye Jinnan looking at him with a cold face.
To be honest, his respect for the Imperial Envoy was all pretended, but his fear of the people on the left avant-garde was genuine. So he immediately lowered his head, not daring to be any more presumptuous.
A group of people walked towards Hexing Tower. Along the way, there were county government officers driving away passers-by. Fang Jie looked at the guys in front of him who were pretending to be powerful, but he didn't hide the disgust in his eyes. Sun Maocai walked in front and turned around to talk to Fang Jie from time to time, so he naturally saw the expression on Fang Jie's face. His heart tightened, but he didn't understand what the young nobleman was dissatisfied with.
This kind of person is hypocritical and looks like a helpless pretty boy. But he pretended to be arrogant, fearing that the man carrying the sliding pole could defeat ten such noble men by himself. People say that the nobles in Chang'an City are all gold and precious, as if they were made of water and would fall apart if touched. Now it seems that the name is well-deserved, just superficial.
Sun Maocai was thinking about this in his heart as he walked, so he became more and more happy.
Just when there was still less than a hundred meters away from Hexing Tower, the government servants in front had already ran forward and planned to line up at the entrance of Hexing Tower. Just like this, a man suddenly rushed out from the people on both sides of the street and slashed Fang Jie's forehead with a knife!
There was Sun Maocai between the assassin and Fang Jie, and Sun Maocai was stunned the moment he saw the knife.
He was stunned for a moment and then suddenly shouted, subconsciously holding his head and squatting down. Then he heardThere was a bang, followed by another muffled sound in the distance. He tremblingly raised his head and looked around, and found that the assassin with the knife flew out for some reason five meters away and hit the wall on the roadside. The man fell to the ground and twitched a few times and then stopped moving. Apparently, It¡¯s not alive anymore.
He turned to look at Fang Jie and found that Fang Jie was standing with his hands behind his back with a calm expression.
In front of him, the inconspicuous black boy ran over at some point. He held a machete in his hand, with the handle facing forward. Apparently, the black boy snatched the knife from the assassin's hand with his bare hands, and then knocked the assassin away with another blow.
"Your Majesty Your Majesty"
Sun Maocai¡¯s voice was trembling when he spoke, and his face was whiter than paper with fear. This was the first time in his life that he encountered an assassin. How could he remain calm?
But a minute ago he thought he was just an imperial envoy with embroidered pillows, but his expression didn't change at all. He just stood there upright, looking at the assassin who fell to the ground indifferently.
At this moment, at least twenty assassins armed with various weapons emerged from the crowd, screaming and rushing towards Fang Jie.
As soon as these talents appeared, the burly guy behind Fang Jie suddenly jumped out lightly. When he landed, he had an embroidery needle in his hand. He walked forward toward the assassins while threading a red thread into the nose of the needle. The next second, this guy who seemed to be bulky was flying through the assassins like a swallow. There were dozens of people and dozens of weapons, but none of them could touch him.
When Sun Maocai regained his composure, he suddenly discovered that the dozens of people had stopped moving. The assassins stopped, but their bodies were trembling.
The next second, Sun Mao was so frightened by what he saw clearly that his heart almost stopped.
That tall and burly man didn't know what method he used to sew up all the dozens of assassins.
That¡¯s right, it¡¯s sewn on.
The seemingly endless red thread connected dozens of assassins. Some threads passed through the chest, some passed through the neck, some passed through the cheeks, and some passed through the arms. I don¡¯t know what material the red thread is made of, but it is extremely tough.
And those assassins, how dare they act rashly?
It was at this moment that Mr. Xiao Fang said calmly: "Nie Xiaoju, why do you have the nerve to show off such crude needlework? It made all the adults laugh remember to sew more beautifully next time." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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