Jianye has no city walls, but there is Shitou City in the west, Xizhou City, Zhongshan in the north, and Qingxi and Huai Rivers in the southeast to form fences.

Stone City and Xizhou City were originally built for military purposes.

The Western Jin Dynasty was in danger, and the people in the north, whether they were aristocratic families or refugees, were all southern crossings to Chengxian County. Jianye City was only ten miles away and could not be fully covered, so most of them lived in four places outside the city. There were many people and chaos, and the administration of Jianye City alone was no longer under the burden. Sima Rui set up the previous Shitou City and Zhongshan as Jian County, and temporarily became a people who also managed the northern part. After the next year, the refugees would be moved to Qiao County.

It was noon, and the sun was sprinkling in the forest, causing orioles to sing. On the road leading to Shitou City, a ox cart was walking among the green willows. It was the golden autumn moon, and there were endless rice fields on both sides of the road, yellow and yellow, swaying in the breeze. A line of white birds flew up from the fields in the distance and penetrated straight into the sky.

Someone was carrying a green curtain of a ox cart and staring at the white birds swimming in the sky. He couldn't help but murmur: "Two orioles sing in the green willows, a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky, the window contained the snow of the West Ridge for thousands of years, and the door was moored by the ships of Dongwu thousands of miles..."

"How wonderful!"

A praise came from the shaft of the car, and Liu, who was driving, sang loudly: "Young man is a good poem! Two orioles sing in the green willows, a line of egrets climbed into the blue sky, the window contains the snow of the West Ridge for thousands of years, and the door is moored by the ships of the East Wu for thousands of miles."

His voice was much stronger than Liu Nong. He was a Luoyang person. His voice was full of Luoyang's sound, and his voice was spreading everywhere. A seven-character quatrain spread from a distance to his mouth.

Liu Nong was embarrassed and wanted to stop his chanting, but he felt that this was even more obsessed with it, so he endured it. After Liu finished chanting, he laughed and raised his bull whip, shaking and kneeling, and the green bull snarled and left.

After they had just left, on another road not far away, several ox carts chased them. Among them, there was a middle-aged man in a high-celebrity and deep uniform sitting on a ox cart. He was about forty years old, with a square face and a sword eyebrows straight into his hairline. His eyes were red and phoenix, and his eyes were extremely majestic. However, his expression was noticeably amiable.

His name is Xi Jian, and he was the great-grandson of Xi Lu, the censor of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Last year when Luoyang was captured by Liu Cong of the Huns, he was captured by Chen Wu, a beggar army. Chen Wumu was very righteous and famous, and wanted to recommend him as the leader. Although he was poor when he was young, he was also a family of families who were ill of the world, so he was reluctant to follow him, so he ran away quietly. He fled back to his hometown, and happened to be famine. So, his former friends, who were familiar with and unfamiliar with cattle, drove a car, and brought a lot of money to help.

He got the money but did not keep it, and all of it was distributed to the poor commoners. Everyone was grateful for this. The people in the city recommended him as the leader, and more than a thousand families followed him to flee north and gathered in Zoushan. Sima Rui appointed him as General Longxiang, the governor of Yanzhou, and the governor of Zoushan. This time, when he came to Jiangzuo from Shandong, he received a secret letter from Sima Rui and invited him to come for a while.

He is the famous "refugee commander".

"Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a line of egrets climbed into the blue sky. What a poem, what a poem..."

Xi Jian savored the poem, with a deep rhyme and a deep remembrance. When he was on the road, he heard the poem and asked the ox cart to chase him. He just looked at the driver on the ox cart from a distance, laughing and whipping, which was quite passionate. Even a driver was free and easy, and the master must be even more accompanied.

The coachman said: "Mr. Xi, I can't catch up!"

Xi Jian was both literary and martial, and was a figure who carried the truth through literature and martial arts through peace. When he heard the poem, he saw that the coachman was all personal characters, and he felt like a cat was scratching in his heart. He said anxiously: "They went to Shitou City, and they should be children of aristocratic families in the north. They wanted to meet the palace master in the city, and chased him, and they would catch up no matter what."

"Ter, Mr. Xi is sitting down!"

...

Liu Xun walked straight away with a whip. He looked very good. He had already seen the magnificent ox carts. He knew that they should be a big man, so he deliberately recited them. He was meticulous and followed Wang Dao for a long time. He was aware of the style of the famous scholars. He kept chanting, but he quickly whipped the ox, creating a posture of chanting with the fun and leaving when the fun was over.

I am far away from you and I will be waiting for you to chase you!

If you don’t pursue a famous scholar, you will be able to help my young man when you catch up.

Liu Nong closed his eyes slightly in the car and slept, not knowing all this. Liu Xun's actions were all for him. Since he called Wang Xun the then brother Wang Xun last night, he had been neglected throughout his life and was grateful to Wang Xun, who was as if nothing had happened, and he wanted to vote. It really responded to the saying: When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless people in the world.

The carriages rolled, through the green rice fields, and penetrated straight into the stone city that emerged on the plain.

A team of officers came from the front and saw the ox cart from afar. The leader was a sharp-eyed one. Seeing that the ox was a top-notch green cow, the body was also gorgeous. There was a hundred birds singing on the shaft, and there was a dark pattern in it with the word "king". I was shocked and quickly took my left and right subordinates to avoid the side, lowered my head, and did not dare to look at it again.

Noble man!

The ox cart passed by the officer, and a tender voice came from the car: "Stop!"

Then, a little jade white hand raised the curtain and whispered to the coachman. The coachman frowned and relaxed, jumped off the shaft, and shouted at the team of officers: "How many, are you going to the Zhang Family Courtyard in the west of the city?"

“That’s right!”

The leading officer recognized the ox cart and did not dare to be slight. He walked a few quick steps. He first saluted deeply at the ox cart, and then said to Liu Xu: "Are you going to Shitou City to meet my family's uncle? If so, I will go back and report to the family's uncle immediately and open the middle gate to welcome him."

“…”

Liu Xun narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment that he knew that the officer had mistakenly recognized the man. It was true that the ox cart was from the Wang family in Langjia, but the one sitting in the cart was not the son of the Wang family.

"Ququ!"

He was about to answer when two crisp buckles came from the wall of the car, and then stopped talking, walked to the edge of the car and took the low stool, and helped Liu Nong step down the stool.

Liu Nong got out of the car, grabbed the group of servants, and asked slowly, "You guys, are you going to Zhangyuan to get people?"

The officer lowered his head and glanced at him. He knew that he was a young man of seven or eight years old. He was so handsome. His heart was even more shocked. It was said that the prince and the prince had beautiful jade, which was comparable to Pan Yue and Wei Jie. When he saw him today, he was indeed well-known. He did not dare to look at him anymore and replied: "Report to the young man, the Zhang family Erlang sued, saying that he rented the refugee household and killed his brother. The county magistrate ordered the villain to go and confront him!"

As expected, he is such a vicious person!

Liu Nongmei was slightly deeper, and Zhang Erlang was really impatient. I am afraid that Zhang Kai would be killed just after he was carried back, so that the servant would come so quickly.

Refugees? Humph!

He snorted secretly and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about it, I'm the one you want to take, come on! I'll go with you to see Zhu Fujun!"

"this!"

The officer was startled and looked at the young man in front of him, with his mouth wide open, and he couldn't help but take a step back. Looking back at the other officers, they were all surprised. Looking at the young man again, he stood in the Zhengyang without panic on his face, his hands behind his back, his whole body was as beautiful as jade and smoke, and he was so handsome that he was not as good as the world's fireworks.

Are there such refugees?

The officer smiled bitterly in his heart, but did not dare to show his expression. He compiled his hands with his hands and said respectfully: "Young man is joking. Recently, our mansion has obtained a volume of Han stele stickers. I heard that it is Yuan Yean..."

He thought that this young man had nothing to do, so he deliberately played with him. He said that this young man loved calligraphy, so he liked him. He completely regarded Liu Nong as Wang Xizhi.

Liu Nong frowned slightly. This was strange. He was obviously ordered to come and get someone, but when he saw someone, he said something about the inscription. Seeing that he was puzzled, Liu Xu whispered: "Little Langjun, he treats you as Wang Xiaolangjun!"

Liu Nong asked, "Wang Xiaolangjun, which Wang Xiaolangjun?"

"Wang Xizhi, Wang Xiaolangjun!"

"Oh, it's him..."

Liu Nong suddenly realized, yes, why did he forget him, the great calligrapher who had been famous for thousands of years in the future. At this time, Wang Xizhi should be about the same age as him. Liu Nong was inexplicably happy and had a little pleasure in his heart.

The officer listened to the conversation between his master and servant, and his eyes turned around suspiciously, and asked with courage: "Little Langjun, are you really not Wang Xiaolangjun?"

Liu Nong smiled and said, "No, I am the refugee you are going to take. Come on."

He stretched out his hands and waited for others to put on the rope. He wanted to see if he dared to take it. If he really dared to take it, he would take out Wei Jie's famous thorn to suppress him. Without this thorn, he would not dare to go to Shitou City so rashly. However, if that thorn cannot be released, he would not be able to come out. After all, Wei Jie gave it to himself, even though he was to prevent him from being bullied, he should not act rashly.

A famous sect is equivalent to himself. Everything he does with a famous sect will be related to Wei Jie's reputation.

The officer looked left and right, but was shook his eyes by the white and jade-like hands. He paused slightly, and he felt relieved and said in his heart: "Even if he is not Wang Xiaolangjun, such a Fengyi is definitely not a refugee and retail investor. If he is a child of another gentry, how could he be shackled without going through the Dingtang? Forget it, don't provoke a crime."

Still bowed and said, "Young man is not very handsome, so you must not be the one who is waiting for the traitor and refugee, how can you get on the shackles? Please come into the car. The villain has gone to see the Lord of the Mansion with you. Everything is up to you. How about it?"

Beautiful, there are advantages.

This is the Jin Dynasty! This is the evaluation standard under the aristocratic system! Even a lower-class officer knows how to judge people based on their style and determine people.

Liu Nong was deeply moved by this and stepped onto the ox cart. Under Liu Shi's shout, the ox cart got up again, and behind the cart was followed by a team of officers, not like they were going to get people, but like they were escorting.

After they left, several ox carts parked not far behind them also began to hooves it. Xi Jian, among the ox, stroked his three-inch short beard and praised: "It's really a person like a zhilan orchid and jade tree. At such a young age, he can break his elegance with his charm. When he grows up, will it be great!"

After thinking left and right, his eyes suddenly lit up. I don’t know what he thought of, but he actually tore off a few of the short beards without even realizing it.

After a long time, he praised in the car: "What a wonderful thing!"

...

At the same time, in the stone city surrounded by rings, a young man in Confucian uniform was leaning against a plum tree, waiting for him. Two beautiful maids were serving him, one carrying a small pot and pouring wine on the stone table, and the other was waving a small fan to drive him flies.

Suddenly, the beautiful maid who was waving the fan was a little slower, causing a fly to fly to his mouth, and jumped onto his nose. He was shocked and rushed up from under the tree and shouted, "I have it!"

The maid who poured the wine pursed her lips and smiled: "What's the matter?"

The young man Junyan said unhappily: "Everyone said, don't call me the Lord of the Mansion, you should call me the Lord of the Zhu Lang."

"Oh, Mr. Zhu!"

The two beautiful maids smiled at each other and answered in a sweet voice. The young man, Junyan, didn't care, got up and began to wander, turned around the plum tree, stood up and stood up, and smiled and said, "Last time, Dongshan Ya Ji, the prince gave the question, but I didn't answer it, so He Xiaosan laughed at it for a long time. Now that I have thought about a question, I will definitely stump him!"

As he said that, he picked up the clogs under the tree and ran out barefoot. The two maids shouted, "Mr. Zhu, don't leave. I heard someone sue for a while, and I'm afraid I'll be in court!"

"Courtesy..."

When the young Junyan heard this, he immediately murmured like an eggplant made from frost, "Yes, if it is a child of a gentry, he will have to pass the court later. Well, after he is taken down, I will humiliate He Xiaosan again."

Outside the county office, Zhuang Ding, who was looking up at the scathing eyes, was looking up, while a young man standing beside him looked happy and proud. He was Zhang Kai's younger brother Zhang Ying.

Not bad, kill two birds with one stone.

Zhang Kai was actually a refugee from the north in his early years. He was in chaos and was rich when he encountered a corpse on the road, so he crossed the river to do business and made a fortune. His family was not yet a clan, and he was the only younger brother. Once Zhang Kai died, he would inherit the property. The refugee woman was also very beautiful, and I felt sorry for her. If she could let her be happy again...

Thinking of this, the guy felt a burning body and mind, and he wanted to kill the hindrance immediately. He had already discovered it a few days ago that the northerner had not registered the book yet, and the little guy had visited many people, but no one paid attention to it. A decaying gentry still wanted to find out his palm?

Besides, he also has a county magistrate as his inner supporter.

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