(Thanks to the Buddha's heart and the book friends for their careful study. This is my greatest support. There has been a mistake in recent chapters. I regard Bingzhou Governor Lu Liangzhen as the governor of Huazhou. Now it has been corrected as the governor of Huazhou Ren Jingchen. The provincial government has been changed from Zhang Shantong to Wu Sidu, thank you.)

After passing Bingzhou, Huazhou was Huazhou. Last time Jiang Anyi passed Huazhou from the Western Regions to Bingzhou, there were endless caravans along the way, and there were constant crowds of people on the official road. This time, Huazhou had few people on the official road. After walking for most of the morning, I didn’t see many caravans at all.

It was boring to ride a car. Xinfei (because she was appointed as the supervisor of the secret guard, Lingwei's original name was still not available) and Siyu had already changed to riding a horse. Among the group, only Fan Shiben had to ride a car. Seeing Jiang Anyi and the others riding on the horse, Fan Shiben was of course moved. After nearly half a month of running in, he can now leaps on the horse and whip.

"An Yi, you have said that Huazhou has prospered in trade and trade. There are many caravans in various countries in the Western Regions. Alas, this war has greatly damaged Huazhou's vitality. I don't know how long it will take to recover." Fan Shiben rode on a Qingzhou horse. This horse is gentle and has steady steps, but not fast, which is suitable for riding a newbie like Fan Shiben.

Charcoal did not look good at the Qingzhou horse that was coming over, and sniffed to warn that the Qingzhou horse was more than a foot shorter than Charcoal. Walking beside Charcoal, he looked like a little follower. Jiang Anyi gently patted Charcoal's neck and smiled to comfort it. Fan Shiben sighed: "Everyone said that good horses are human, and Charcoal is almost becoming a spirit."

As if he understood Fan Shiben's words, Charcoal responded with a proud long neigh. Jiang Anyong said enviously: "Brother, you asked me to be the captain of the personal soldiers. It's not okay without a good horse. You have to find a good horse for me in the army, as long as you can support half of the charcoal."

Jiang Anyong was already riding a big red horse, so he stayed at his home in Pingshan Town. The new horse he bought when he entered Beijing was not very good. This time he went to Huazhou and spent 500 taels to buy a good horse in the Northern Desert, but when he arrived in Huazhou, he was a little unacceptable and could not be energetic.

Fan Shiben's words made Jiang Anyi feel heavy. As the highest commander of a prefecture, the minimum requirement for protecting the country and the people was to protect the country and the people were safe. Governor Yang had forced the Western Regions coalition out of Huazhou and was waiting for Huazhou Huiye Mansion. When he went to take office, he would lead his troops back to the Anxi Protectorate of Bingzhou. From Xinfei, he learned that after this chaos, the people of the eleven counties captured in Huazhou were all fled, and the city was destroyed. Hecheng County, where Senior Brother Fan was going to take office, was one of the destroyed counties. After taking office, his first thing was to quickly recall the fleeing people and revitalize business. He discussed with Fan Shiben and decided to take the list to recall the people in the book after taking office, clear the land of the people in the book again, and distribute the land of the owner to the returnees; encourage refugees to come to reclaim new fields, official seeds and equipment, and not pay field tax within five years; reduce commercial taxes and restore trade, pacify local bandits, etc.

Jiang Anyong obviously did not have the sorrow of his brother. His mind was full of how to make achievements with his three hundred personal guards and become a general so that he could match his wife Siyu. Otherwise, Siyu was the sixth-rank history of the secret guard, and he would not be able to raise his head in front of his wife.

Looking at the weeds gradually growing on both sides of the official road, Jiang Anyong waved the horse whip in his hand, making a "swoosh" sound in the air, and smiled at the stone beside him: "Don't always blow the arrow technique. Your arrow technique can only shoot hares and pheasants. Brother, I have worked as a soldier in the Anyang Palace. I have been to suppress bandits with General Wei of the Palace. There are countless dead souls under the arrow. Unfortunately, it is peaceful on the way, so it's enough for a few robbers to come out."

Siyu and Xinfei walked together. When they heard her husband bragging, they sneered: "Just because you still have countless dead souls under the arrow, why don't you go with me and let me learn about it."

Jiang Anyong was a defeated player under Siyu and muttered softly: "A good man won't fight with a woman."

Amid the Shi Tou's laughter, Jiang Anyong shouted "Run", and the white horse under his seat rushed forward, avoiding the whip behind him, and galloped first. Shi Tou was not willing to be outdone, so he urged the horse to chase him quickly, raised a ray of smoke and dust, causing several curses.

It is April, and the dandelions on the roadside are blooming. The horses are rolling up with dandelions umbrellas swaying and flying in the air. The weak and slender seeds, with infinite vitality, float to the distance, and take root wherever they float, waiting for their blooming next spring.

Although Huazhou is Xiazhou, it is the widest of the twenty-seven states. There are common Gobi deserts along the way, and some places are hundreds of miles in a radius without people. After walking for three days, it is more than 130 miles away from Huiye Mansion in Huazhou. Seeing the sky getting late, Jiang Anyi turned around and asked Xinfei, "There is a place to stay in front, rest for one night, and arrive at Huiye Mansion tomorrow."

Jiang Anyi took Jiang Anyong and Shi Tou to take office. Fan Shiben brought two followers. Xinfei, the one who brought the most people in the team, was the Xinfei. As a secret guard supervisor, in addition to Siyu, there were more than 30 good men drawn from Long Guards and secret guards. These people were preparing to go to Huazhou to deal with the remnants of the Yuantian Sect.

Qin Ziyan is the team, and he is Xin Fei's confidant. Xin Fei turned to the secret guard and asked him to come. This time he came to Huazhou and was preparing to take over the position of Huazhou Prefecture Commander. Feng Zhong supported this greatly and tried his best to protect the report in front of the emperor. The Longwei Prefecture Commander of the twenty-seven prefectures began to intervene with the secret guards.

Knowing that he was coming to Huazhou to serve as the governor of the state, Qin Ziyan put in advance and urged him to go forward and said, "Mr. Jiang, more than ten miles further ahead, there is a Shihe Town, with hundreds of families, where you can eat and sleep."

In the slanting sun, everyone came to Shihe Town. There were fences at the entrance of the town, and two watchtowers were trees on both sides. On the watchtower, there were bows and arrows, and behind the fence were more than a dozen men holding knives and guns guarding them. Seeing Jiang Anyi and others, someone shouted loudly: "Don't move forward any more, you will shoot arrows. Who are you? What are you doing in Shihe Town?"

It seems that it was the influence of the war, and the villages and towns that were originally usually set up defenses. Qin Zixiong urged him to come forward and responded: "We are the officials who went to Huifu. We passed here and came to stay."

Qin Ziyan carried the official documents of the government. Of course, he would not write about the identity of Long Wei, so he went to the errand of Huiye Mansion casually. Someone took it, looked at it, and then sent it to a thatched hut not far away. In a moment, several people came out of the hut. The old man in charge asked the men to move the fence and handed the official documents back to Qin Ziyan, and bowed: "I'm sorry, this official, I have to be careful of the chaos in the army, please come in."

Jiang Anyi and his party were both men and women riding horses and entering through the gap in the fence. Jiang Anyi noticed that there were sand and soil bags behind the fence, and trenches were dug on the ground. The trench was four feet wide, so it was difficult for the horses to jump past. At this time, wooden boards were placed to facilitate passage.

Hundreds of families are considered big towns. Everyone looked at the buildings on both sides of the road with interest. The houses were made of white tiles and stones, with flat roofs and unpretentious. The shop doors were not hung with signs but with wind lanterns. They lived in front of the shop, which was very different from the architectural style of the ridge, flying eaves and columns in Dazheng.

Qin Ziyan is an old horse and smiled and said, "The wind and sand are strong here, and the house is built like this and is not afraid of wind and sand."

Pointing to the pedestrians on the street, Qin Ziyan said, "This place is a mixed-habitation. There are more foreigners than me, Zheng. These people are very fierce. If you don't say anything, you have to talk. Be careful and don't cause trouble."

There are many people riding horses on the street, most of them are armed with weapons. From the outfits, they can't tell which tribe they are. There is an inn in front of them with a sign hanging with the four words "Ru Gu Inn" written on it. The wind and sun were blowing, and the golden paint on the sign fell off and was applied with ink. Now the ink color has faded away, and it seems to be an old store.

Everyone dismounted in front of the door, and several guys smiled and came forward, leading the horse to the horse shed. Qin Zixiong took the lead in entering the store and said to the bowed shopkeeper: "Is there a quiet courtyard? Is there a three set?"

When a big business came, the shopkeeper smiled and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the small shop is a century-old shop, not a little old boy bragging. The past two years have rushed to live there. Isn't this a war? If the business route is cut off, we will lose business."

The shopkeeper was lying on the road, and there were yards behind the shop, which were clean and clean. The decorations in the house were in Da Zheng's style. Qin Zixiong waved his hand and asked for it. The shopkeeper happily arranged the meals, and the guy fetched water for everyone to wash them, and then everyone came to the front to have a meal together.

The business in the store was not good. In addition to Jiang Anyi, there was another group of five people sitting around the table to eat. The dishes were very rich, with large pieces of beef, roasted lamb, large plates of chicken, spicy lamb trotters, naan meat, pilaf and naan, exotic food, which made everyone's appetite wide and their mouths were full of oil.

The only thing is that the wine in the store is like wine. Jiang Anyong's eyes turned, he took out a wine gourd from his waist and poured a glass into his glass. After the wine was poured out, the strong fragrance overflowed, attracting Qin Zixiong and others on the other table to look over. Seeing Jiang Anyong's wine gourd, Qin Zixiong stood up and smiled and said, "Brother Anyong, what kind of wine is this? Give me a glass of it."

Jiang Anyong had to fill Qin Zixiong with more than ten cups, and then Jiang Anyong poured a cup for everyone with a painful expression, stuffed the gourd tightly and shook it, leaving only half of the gourd. Shi Tou raised the cup with a smile and said, "Uncle Master, give me a cup too."

"What kind of wine do you drink from a little brat? I'm not afraid that my brother will scold you." Jiang Anyong picked up his uncle's majesty, and his hands were slow, and he tucked the wine gourd back to his waist.

The five men eating in the corner smelled the aroma of wine, sniffed, and all turned their eyes to Jiang Anyong. The man on the outside stood up and walked towards Jiang Anyong.

"Friend, your wine is good. Can you give me a try?" The man said in a stiff Zheng language. Jiang Anyi saw that this man was thirty years old, with long hair and beard all over his face, with a clear contour, and a bold look on his body. He wore a leather dress on his left side, Jiang Anyi remembered that Zhang Keji had said that this was the outfit of Tian Weiren.

Jiang Anyong was so sad that he had no one left with wine. He said angrily: "I don't know you, why should I give you wine? Come here, don't bother me."

Jiang Anyi thought to himself that it was not good. Sure enough, the man's eyes flashed with lightning, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It is said that Da Zheng is a country of etiquette. You are so rude. I, Li Kezhi, want to teach you how to know etiquette today."
Chapter completed!