The gentry and people from the city were sent from the prefecture to the city gate.

From the city gate, I sent it out to the Yangtze River Ferry.

I watched the old magistrate board the ship, and the ship gradually drifted away until it disappeared.

Only the gentry and the people helped the elderly and the young to return to the city.

Then I found that the city gate was no longer closed.

Everyone was surprised and left it alone.

Well, it's not about it, this is Hezhou.

Being harmonious and peaceful, life has returned to peace.

...

On the ferry, the old magistrate returned to the cabin and looked at the colorful "umbrellas of the people" in front of him, and his heart was thrilled.

Unlike the kind of "Wanmin Umbrella" that is neat and neat, all made of silk ribbons.

This umbrella of people is densely packed with countless layers of straps overlapping, and there are many different types.

There are clusters of new silks and more exquisite kesi, and more cloth strips, one finger thick and two feet long, and some cloth strips have even faded. They are connected by two or three short cloth strips, mixed in, and do not appear abrupt, but are very harmonious.

Several elders said that this was the son of a gentry in Hezhou. They visited all households in the city overnight and said that the old magistrate was going to return home. Everyone prepared the umbrella of the people, but none of them refused, and they all had a cloth belt.

The old magistrate touched the tape joint and sighed to the eldest son beside him: "I have been traveling to the office for thirty years for my father, traveling to four states, and becoming a parent official in three places. Today I saw the real umbrella of the people who are like this."

The eldest son said proudly: "The elders of Hezhou are sincere and worthy of their hard work in business for ten years... This umbrella can be passed on to the family!"

The old magistrate shook his head, dragged the umbrella out, walked to the bow of the boat, and pushed it gently.

The umbrella bone was heavy, and the ribbon on it absorbed water and became heavier. After hitting a few Xuan'er, it slowly sank into the river.

"Father!"

The eldest son was surprised.

The old magistrate did not speak, and looked at the direction of Hezhou.

Hezhou won't let him down, but he lost Hezhou.

He could clearly stay and deal with the Chuzhou army to better protect the people, but he chose to protect himself.

"Grandfather, father, come and see, what is this?"

Changsun's voice came from the cargo hold with surprise.

The father and son heard the movement on the board and went over with doubts.

"Two more boxes!"

The eldest son was not surprised that the luggage he packed was in charge: "Maybe it was Yicheng given by Shuai Huo!"

There were too many gentry and people before, so Huo Wu and others sent them to the city gate and went back, but they did not send them to Yicheng.

These two boxes are one foot square, and the small one is only the size of a palm.

The grandson looked around and saw that there was no outsider, so he carefully pulled open the big box and showed it to his father and ancestor.

The golden light is brilliant, all of which are golden cakes and boxes full of them.

The old magistrate was stunned.

The eldest son was very nervous and was worried when he looked at the old father.

I haven't returned to my hometown for decades. I have to buy property and land when I go back. In the future, my children and grandchildren will also study and live, and I will have to pay money everywhere.

This family of more than a dozen people were short of money.

My father is not so honest that he will sink into this river, right?

The eldest son didn't react to the umbrella of the people just now, but this time he had to stop him no matter what.

It was the eldest grandson who was also nervous when he looked at his grandfather.

The old magistrate was honest and his family was not rich.

All the property is not as good as this box of gold.

It was because Huo Wu heard about this that he asked people to prepare this.

The old magistrate sighed and said nothing. He picked up the small box and opened it. It was a slightly simple cast iron plate with three words "Chuzhou Huo" on the front and "1" on the back.

Whether it is the front or the back, there are new marks.

"What symbol is this?"

The children and grandchildren came over and were confused.

"This is a big food article. It is recorded in "The Book of Changes - The Great Food Country". It is the number used for the Great Food Country to record the accounts, and it is 'one'!" said the old magistrate, fumbled on the iron plate.

"This... is the token given by Marshal Huo?"

The eldest son took him to take care of him.

The old magistrate looked at his son and saw his eyes sticking to the iron plate. He sighed in his heart, closed the box, and handed it over: "Please hold it!"

"Why!"

The eldest son was afraid that his father would regret it, so he hurriedly put it away.

Now that the world is in chaos, who knows what will happen in the future?

No matter how far away Quanzhou is, it is also within Daning.

How can there be a complete egg in the whole nest?

It is always good to have an extra path of retreat.

...

Hezhou Prefectural Office.

The master Bo and the clerks of all subjects were careful.

The people are ignorant and do not know that Hezhou is in a dangerous situation; but they understand.

Hezhou is no longer the Hezhou of the imperial court, so it is to continue to be on duty in the prefecture to "rebellion".

It would be fine if the Chuzhou army leader stood down for a long time, otherwise, when Hezhou was "recovered" by the court and liquidated, none of them could escape.

The key is that even if they want to "rebel", it depends on whether the Chuzhou military is happy or not.

Without the crisis of life and death, the rest is a crisis of future career.

The old magistrate is gone.

Will these people be driven away?

I didn't expect that after half a day, no one would pay attention to them at all.

Mr. Lin, who took over the state affairs yesterday, only sent someone to send a message to him, "Ruchang".

That's as usual?

Three yamen runners surrounded the captain.

What is the constitution after this?

The young men in the yamen are as usual, are the three yamen runners also?

The head catcher's eyes were red.

No one knew that when tens of thousands of people came to see the old magistrate, one left quietly.

Luo Qianhu left.

One person and one ride, heading north.

The captain knew that his old friend had been going forever, but he could only serve Zhuangxing wine.

"What are you asking about a bastard? As usual, this is Hezhou. After the war is over, I will not live anymore?"

The yamen runners were scolded and felt relieved.

Then it's as usual.

...

There are so many things in the yamen that they are not idle at any time. Sometimes the Zhang family comes to pay the newborn grandson to post it, and sometimes the Li family pulls the gangster in the backyard and uses the chicken feather to correct him and steal his own chicken.

A peaceful scene.

This is Hezhou.

Comfortable and peaceful.

...

Huo Wuyi walked on the street and watched the people coming and going.

The hawker's hawking sound.
To be continued...