Yang He and his party had lunch in Zhihe Town. When they arrived here, they were only fifty miles away from Pizhou City. They could rush back to the city today.

I left early yesterday morning and took a big circle around Pizhou. It took two days to work hard, but after looking at the various parts of the canal, it is still worth it to have a foundation for future business development.

Yanghe saw Zhihe Town, located on the official road from Suqian to Pizhou, where pedestrians and merchants could see it, and it was still lively.

However, Manager Sun said that Zhihe Town was even more lively in the past, but during the Tianqi period, ships were transported to Ma Qiaokou to avoid Liukou. After nearly 10,000 ships were almost gone in the area of ​​Zhikou and Moerzhuang every year, Zhihe Town still declined.

Judging from Yang He's eyes, it is indeed much more dilapidated than Guojiazhuang, Yukouji, Maoerwo, etc., which was the reason why transportation determines the fate. Xuzhou declined, no wonder that all provinces and cities in later generations fought for the high-speed rail.

However, after all, there is an official road passing by, Zhihe Town is still a bit lively.

After lunch, everyone went west, and the official road winded along the Yellow River dam, which also belonged to the territory of the Pizhou Shuxian Township.

Manager Sun has always been worried about meeting villains from the inspection department. Although they dare not do anything to their own party, they may be blackmailed.

He also knew Yang He's temperament a little, and he was definitely unwilling to be humiliated, so he turned to a conflict, which he didn't want to see.

Fortunately, I didn’t see inspector Jia Hu in Zhihe Town, nor did I see the archers wandering around. Maybe the cat is too lazy to go out in the yamen in the cold weather.

This also avoided trouble and made him feel relieved.

A group of seven horsemen continued to walk towards the official road. The weather was still very cold and the sky was gloomy. It might be when it would snow again.

Sometimes a gust of north wind whistles, it is really a bit cold.

The official road was frozen firmly, and there seemed to be frost when it stepped on it. Yang He wrapped his cloak tightly and walked with Manager Sun, with his hooves mixed.

Later, Han Daxia, Chen Qiuao and Hu were hired. They had met. Zhang Songtao and the other five rode their horses to follow. They still had a winter felt cloak, with their waist knives and shields. Han Daxia and Hu were still rushing with bows and arrows.

However, Zhang Songtao's big stick was not brought out after all. After all, it was a powerful weapon among the army and is not convenient to bring out.

Manager Sun was wearing a fur and a fur hat, and he still felt cold and cold. However, he thought it was worth it to be able to make friends with Mr. Yang this trip.

The official road is wide, but pedestrians are rare on the road. In the chaos, if there is no need, ordinary people and small businessmen will avoid traveling. After all, there are too many bandits and thieves on the road, and sometimes even for a piece of clothing, it may take your life.

About ten miles away from Zhihe Town, I saw a noodle shop and tea shop next to the official road, hidden in the willow forest beside the remote dike.

Manager Sun smiled and said, "Grandpa Yang, it's too cold this day. Why not just take a break in that shop? There are many people in our shop, and the guys in the shop dare not blackmail us."

Manager Sun of this store knew that he had a very bad impression. He thought it was a black store. Even if the world was not good and the prices were high, even a bowl of tea here was still ten times more expensive than elsewhere. The owner even had a unclear relationship with the surrounding bandits.

Hu Juye shouted from behind: "What? That shop is a black shop. You must dare to blackmail them. Let me see if I beat them up."

During the journey, Han Daxia, Chen Qiuao, Zhang Songtao and others were very excited, while Hu only felt bored when he found employment.

The thief also has eyesight. After a group of seven people traveled, they actually encountered dozens of suspected bandits. However, looking at the dress and equipment of everyone, they all knew how to dodge their strength and brave appearance. They really got along, and they really couldn't tell who robbed them.

So after walking for two days, Hu Kaiju only felt bored and didn't understand what it looks like in poor mountains and bad waters.

Xianggong Yang’s interests are really strange.

Now that he heard that something might happen, he became excited.

Zhang Songtao smiled and said, "Brother Hu is going to show his skills again?"

Although he was a scholar, he had been wandering for several years and had long lost the kind of sourness and sorrow of scholars. After having been in contact with Hu Juye and others for a long time, he also knew that although they looked like a soldier, they were actually people with temperament, and they liked to be with them very much.

At this time, he also joked.

Zeng Youyu smiled and said, "Hu Dalang, come to Cuju later."

Chen Qiuao turned his head, his expression still cold, but his eyes showed a light of interest.

Han Daxia frowned and said, "Don't show off your power, cause trouble. The most important thing for you is to protect your husband."

Zeng Youyu and others kept silent, Hu Juye curled his lips. This Han Gufu can always say the most disappointing words when others are most interested.

Soon, everyone was not far from the tea shop, and Manager Sun exclaimed: "Someone..."

Then he frowned, but saw a bunch of archers gathering in chaos in front of the tea shop, as if checking something, as well as the begging and crying of pedestrians and merchants.

"...Why are Jia Hu there too?"

He muttered even more worriedly.

He subconsciously looked at Yang He beside him, but saw that he had no expression on his face and just rode his horse forward.

Soon, Yang He rode his horse to the shop and saw more than a dozen archers gathered on the side of the official road, each holding weapons, laughing, shouting, roaring, or watching lazily. More than twenty pedestrians and merchants gathered and were questioned one by one.

They all had a sad face, and were obviously searched one by one and were bleeding heavily.

There were many tables and chairs in the shop, but there was only one person who looked like an official, and a clerk stood beside him.

Yang He got off the horse and walked into the shop. The official turned his head and looked like inspector Deng, wearing a ninth-rank green official robe, with a seahorse painted on the patch, a black gauze on his head, a warm ear, a fierce face, and a dark light in his eyes.

This piece of official uniform wearing such an official uniform is obviously Jia Hu, the inspector of Zhihekou.

He looked at Yang He a few times, and the Zan Dian beside him looked as gloomy as if it were.

The two looked at Yang He for a while, then looked at Han Daxia and others beside him, and their eyes swept away immediately on their battle. Finally, they looked calm and turned their heads and continued to stare at the official road.

Yang He looked for a chair with a calm expression and sat down. Manager Sun sat next to Yang He in a little frightened manner.

Some archers on the official road noticed Yang He and others, but they saw that inspector Jia Hu had nothing to say, and they didn't say anything.

At this time, the official road was in chaos, and a small businessman cried: "My man, if you take these cloths away, the little one can't even get back the capital."

There were just swearing and laughing, and there were a few loud slaps, and several archers kicked and beaten. The little businessman screamed and staggered and carried the goods away.

He cried with a sad face, and wanted to cry without tears. The world was already difficult, and now he even lost his capital. He blamed himself for his bad luck and met Jia Laohu and others.

Suddenly there was another cry, but it was a cargo man. He begged: "My courier, the villain has sold goods for a few days and traveled all over the countryside to get these four cents of silver. This is the money for the young man to buy rice for his wife, children, and I beg you..."

A archer over there screamed: "If you don't give money, you'll be a thief. Take him to the inspection department for interrogation."

The guy scattered in fear, and he said, "No...no...no...no villain, don't go to the inspection department...this money is given to you...this money is given to you..."

The archer shouted, "Why are you willing to pay again? Go back on your word and sneaky, you're not a good person!"

The guy gangster said at a loss: "No... the villain is not..."

The archer shouted, "Sure enough, I admit it, I'm not a good person, you thief!"

He slapped hard, and the guy was staggered and bleeding from his mouth and nose. The archers beside him laughed and looked around, looking proudly.

In the end, the four cents of silver sold by the man who was sold by the man was searched, and then he staggered away. He walked silently for a while, and cried in a shrill manner.

The crying hurts his heart and lungs, and he cries while walking: "God has no eyes... God has no eyes..."

Manager Sun looked at it, feeling uneasy and angry, and murmured: "It's too much...too much..."

Yang He's eyes were cold, and he said lightly: "Waiter, serve tea."

But a guy next to him looked over with a smile, and the shop owner and two guys were holding hands, looking at him with his head and laughing while laughing.

Hu Juye stepped forward suddenly, and he walked to the gangster and cursed angrily: "I am a young man, are you deaf? Didn't my husband hear what he said?"

He slapped heavily, and with a loud "bang", the guy's teeth were broken halfway, and blood from his mouth and nose immediately flowed all over his face.

His head was buzzing, and the stars in front of him came to his senses. He subconsciously looked at the inspector Jia Hu and murmured: "Tiger..."

The shop owner and the two men were also stunned and looked at the inspector. Some of the archers were shocked. At the same time, they also looked at the inspector Jia Hu.

The inspector of Zhihekou turned his head to look at Yang He again, and his eyes were full of trembling. After a long time, he turned his head away.

The shop owner hurriedly said, "Hurry, give tea to several customers."

The beaten guy responded in humiliation. He sniffed the blood on his face and turned around and walked into the shop.

Hu Juye kicked him in the butt again, causing him to fly into the shop.

He roared, "Slow hands and feet, are you pregnant?"

The shop owner personally brought two bowls of tea, which was so hot that Han Daxia took it. He smelled it, nodded, and placed it at the table of Yang He and Shopkeeper Sun.

At this time, Manager Sun was still stunned, subconsciously picked up the bowl and restlessly.

Yang He slowly drank tea, and heard that the archers there were still checking, as if they were checking out a few refugees.

And there are not many people there at this time.

"What's your name?"

"…Little man Li Tiannan."

"This accent is very strange, who is the person?"

"Foshan people."

"Foshan?"

A archer raised his voice in surprise: "It seems to be the south, right?"

A archer said: "It seems to be in Guangdong and Guangxi, remember it is an iron town."

"What are you doing in Shangpizhou?"

"The villain wants to take the fine man and Amei to the capital to cast cannons and build guns, but he has no money..."

"A sister?"

Suddenly there was chaos there, and a girl with a strong Cantonese accent screamed: "Brother...Brother...Save me..."

Another boy roared: "Let me go..."
To be continued...