"That's enough. If you give too much, it may not be a good thing for the three of them. If you really feel sorry for them, just take them away when you return." Zhao Jin said in a low voice.

Liu Yong cannot bear to see children suffering. Everyone knows this and understands that this may be related to Liu Yong's own experience.

Hearing Zhao Jin's words, Liu Yong hesitated but nodded.

The children had enough to eat and drink, got another snack, and returned to Dingjiawei with laughter. Zhao Jin's attitude towards the three children explained a lot.

When they were packing up the tent and preparing to set off, many people from the Dingjiawei came out to help, and the woman also led her children to look around from a distance. The Dingjiawei, which had been deserted and quiet yesterday, suddenly became lively in the morning.

"There is no one over fifty years old. Most of the people here are refugees, and those who survive are all young and strong, just like us over there." Jixiang said in a low voice.

This Ding Zhi can actually ride a horse. According to him, the Ding family keeps a few horses around, just for use in emergencies or when walking long distances. He learned it very early. Ding Zhi was arranged in front, Qi San

The three guides were with him.

"After I return to Xuzhou, I need to ask the refugees whether their children are a burden to us if they are willing to take care of us, provide food and shelter. These children have been raised by us since they were young. Loyalty is not a problem," Zhao said.

Jin said immediately, everyone nodded.

At this time, the sun had just risen in front, but the morning light did not bring any warmth, and the wind was still cold among the withered grass and snow.

The nights are long and the days are short in winter, so the city gates of Xuzhou are opened much later than before. It is already in the twelfth lunar month. Even the vendors who come to the city to sell new year goods have gone home to celebrate the New Year. The soldiers guarding the city are also very leisurely and do not do anything special.

, I often get up and open the door after I have had enough sleep.

The door had just been unlatched here, and as soon as a gap was opened, a horse rushed in, followed by two horsemen behind him, almost knocking the soldier who opened the door into the head.

"You bastard, stop, where are you?" The soldier who was almost knocked down yelled, but in the middle of his yell, his mouth was covered.

"You don't want to live anymore, that's Mr. Wang," his companion shouted in a low voice.

In Xuzhou City today, there is only one person called Third Master Wang, and that is Wang Zhaojing of Zhao Ziying. In addition to his status as Zhao Ziying, this young man is also the only son of a Jinshi Jingguan. He also has the title of Juren, so

Who can afford to offend such a character?

The soldier who called out turned pale, and after regaining his composure, he asked in a low voice in confusion: "What on earth happened to make it so urgent?"

Many servants in the Wang family followed Wang Youshan to the capital, leaving a few people to guard him. They were all shocked when they saw their young master Wang Zhaojing coming back, but Wang Zhaojing left his horse at home and hurried to Zhao's house.

He asked the servant who was responsible for guarding the door to pass the message. Not long after, Zhao Zhentang, wearing a police uniform, appeared in front of the door. Wang Zhaojing hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Why are you back?" Zhao Zhentang asked in surprise, and then said with a smile: "It's almost the Chinese New Year, so it's good to come back. I have to go to the Yamen for work, so you can accompany me for a walk."

Wang Zhaojing was surprised when he heard Zhao Zhentang's words, but he still respectfully agreed. Zhao Zhentang's shoulder injury was almost healed, but he still couldn't do too strenuous activities. Even the knife he usually carried was reduced by half, and it looked like a Japanese knife.

.

The two people walked in front. The servants wanted to get closer to the guards, but Zhao Zhentang blocked them back.

"Uncle Zhao, if there is something urgent, please call my nephew here?" Wang Zhaojing asked in a low voice.

The reason why he came to Xuzhou City in such a hurry was because Zhao Zhentang had sent an urgent message, but it happened in front of the gate, and Zhao Zhentang pretended not to know.

"Xiao Jin is not in Xuzhou, but there is a big matter at this juncture. I can only discuss it with you." Zhao Zhentang also lowered his voice.

Wang Zhaojing looked solemn. He knew that Zhao Zhentang did things in a very orderly manner and was unwilling to cause trouble to Zhao Jin. Now he actually wanted to send an urgent letter to invite him over. It must be a real big deal.

"There are two members of Jin Yiwei in the city now. They were spotted as soon as they entered the city. Their identities were exposed at Tonghui Inn," Zhao Zhentang said simply.

Hearing the words "Jinyiwei", Wang Zhaojing's eyes immediately widened with a look of horror on his face. He paused briefly and immediately asked: "Uncle Zhao, how many people know about this now?"

"The only one who knows the identity is the shopkeeper. I have arranged for people to keep an eye on these two people. They are only watching in the city and have not revealed their identities." Zhao Zhentang said in a deep voice.

Wang Zhaojing breathed a sigh of relief. Jin Yiwei in Dongchang is really famous all over the world for detecting secrets, arresting evil officials, and there are all kinds of outrageous rumors that make people change their temper. Wang Zhaojing grew up in the capital, where Jin Yiwei belongs.

The base camp is also the center of government affairs. He has seen and heard more about factory guards. No wonder he was shocked when he heard about it.

"Uncle Zhao, does the story have something to do with us?" Wang Zhaojing asked in a low voice. He was smiling bitterly in his heart. When he heard about Jin Yiwei, he subconsciously thought that targeting him would not put him in the position of a treacherous person.

Yes, if you think about it carefully, Zhao Zhentang didn't say it clearly.

Zhao Zhentang turned around and said, "The first place these two guys went to was the wine shop, and they were talking about Eunuch Yu and the like."

Wang Zhaojing's expression darkened and he said solemnly: "It should be related to the Fengyang refugees. It is indeed aimed at us."

"If you don't reveal your identity and just look around the city, then we don't have to worry too much. The city is nothing more than a wine shop and a business doing business normally. They can't find anything wrong." Zhao Zhentang said in a deep voice.

Jin Yiwei did not reveal his identity, he was just two ordinary people, and the business in Zhao Ziying in the city was normal, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Zhao Zhentang immediately said: "What I am worried about now are two things. One is to reveal my identity and ask the local government for help. Although everyone in the yamen knows the importance, it is inevitable that some villains will take the opportunity to cause trouble. The second is to go to Hejiazhuang. If

I saw the scene at Zhao Ziying in Hejiazhuang, which can lead to a lot of serious crimes. I heard that these stories are all dealing with big shots. If the report is reported, someone will be alarmed, and officers and soldiers will be used.

The people who can control the Imperial Guards are nothing more than noble officials and eunuchs. Once something is discovered, these people will directly order the disposal, without even a chance to negotiate. Moreover, these people have great power and really want to take action.

, Zhao Ziying had no way to resist.

Wang Zhaojing's face was gloomy, his hand on the sword hilt tightened and loosened, and he walked forward in silence for a while before speaking: "What does Uncle Zhao want to do?"

Zhao Zhentang looked back and said straight to the point: "If they reveal their identity and go directly to Shangzhou Yamen, then you have to send more than a hundred skilled people over and seal the area around the Yamen, and only let those who are at ease come in to complain and report.

, then silver

Now that Zisha is gone, in the current Zhizhou Yamen, except Tong Huaizu, who is still a little unwilling, everyone else knows the pros and cons, and it will not be difficult. Even if they are led to Hejiazhuang by then, they can easily arrange a place to fool them.

"

Things in the yamen are very strict about covering up each other. What seems ridiculous is actually very easy to do. These two Jin Yiwei are not local aborigines. They go to the yamen for help and questioning. What they hear and see is all under the eyes of the officials.

Under the control of the guards, there is no need to worry at all.

When talking about the second one, Zhao Zhentang lowered his voice: "If they go to Hejiazhuang by themselves, Zhao Ziying's things will be very troublesome. Although everyone on the ground in Xuzhou knows that you are protecting the country and the people, you can be accused of gathering a crowd to rebel.

The crime is justifiable."

"What are Uncle Zhao's plans?" Wang Zhaojing's voice became calmer at this time.

Zhao Zhentang's voice was very low, almost a whisper, and Wang Zhaojing couldn't help but lean in to hear it clearly.

Just as he was about to reach the Zhizhou Yamen, an idle man ran over quickly. Wang Zhaojing put his hand on the hilt of his sword and was very alert, but Zhao Zhentang waved.

"Master Zhao, those two people are leaving the city. They have already checked out at the inn and asked about the way to Hejiazhuang." The idle man finished speaking in a low voice, then turned around and left again.

The faces of Zhao Zhentang and Wang Zhaojing both turned ugly. Zhao Zhentang turned to look at Wang Zhaojing and said, "You have a bright future. If you don't want to do it, neither Xiao Jin nor I will blame you."

"Uncle Zhao, that is also my nephew's property. Besides, Uncle Zhao, you are not in good health, so there is no reason to work for you." Wang Zhaojing said calmly.

Zhao Zhentang nodded, patted his shoulder and said: "My arm is broken, I'm afraid it won't be easy even if I take action."

Han Song and Yan Shaoan settled the bill generously. They lived very comfortably in Tonghui Inn, with good food and wine, and good noodles. The attentive service made them willing to give the money as a reward.

After asking for the way to Hejiazhuang, the two of them simply packed up and got on their horses. They thought that they would not be able to go back in time for the Spring Festival anyway, so they might as well stay at Tonghui Inn for a few more days.

Shopkeeper Zhou of Tonghui Inn nodded and sent the guests away. After returning, he wiped off the cold sweat and then offered incense and kowtowed to the Buddha. In the evening, he gave everyone a holiday in advance, saying that they would not return until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

When I come back, wages and other things will be the same as before.

Because Tonghui Inn caters to wealthy people, it is closed from the first to the third day of the Lunar New Year during the Spring Festival. Sometimes there are no rests when there are customers in the hotel, but this time it was closed half a month in advance.

When the store was closed, there were still three merchants from other places in the store. Shopkeeper Zhou paid the money and sent the merchants to other homes. After settling everything, he hired a carriage and took his family back to the countryside to celebrate the New Year.

This time Zhao Zhentang gave him a thank you gift of two hundred taels, which was enough to live a prosperous new year.

Han Song and Yan Shaoan were in a much better mood than when they arrived. They specially bought two gourds, which were filled with famous Hanjing wine. They took a sip from time to time while riding on the horse, which was quite comfortable.
Chapter completed!