The next day, the two carriages that Su Shirong had hired arrived at the gate of the house.
Since she was going to take her mother-in-law with her on the journey, Chen decided to stay behind and set off with her husband's mother in about half a month, leaving five-year-old Su Jian in the care of Zhou to go to Hangzhou first.
It is estimated that the journey will take half a month.
Actually, traveling by water would take about the same amount of time, but Su Xuerong and Zhou Shi had both suffered from being trapped in the cabin in this sweltering heat and insisted on taking the land route, even if it was a bit bumpy.
Su Jingxuan was actually somewhat worried. Although the world was now at peace, there were still quite a few bandits on the roads.
But when I entered Yangzhou yesterday, I found that the people here were living a prosperous life and looked calm, not like they had just experienced the chaos of civil war.
I only learned last night from Su Shirong that this place belongs to the territory of the Prince of Fenyang. Since the civil war, this diligent prince has not dragged the people into the war. Not only did he not increase taxes to raise military funds like in the previous dynasty or other places, but he also sent troops to protect these important cities in the south from foreign invasion.
The local people all loved and respected him.
"So Father, don't worry, this official road from Yangzhou to Hangzhou is an important transportation route for the Prince, there will be no danger," Su Shirong said sincerely before seeing them off.
Upon hearing this, Ming Shu, who was not far away, looked at his master with a smug expression.
Today, Xiao Yuan was still dressed as a refined scholar, his gaze cold as he looked at the two carriages ahead.
Just now, he saw Su Xuerong and the others, dressed in revealing clothes, board the carriage, and immediately said to Ming Shu, "Let's go!"
They were the first to rush towards the west gate.
Ming Shu was slightly taken aback.
He thought his master was deliberately following behind the Su family to escort them along the way.
"drive!"
The group rode their horses and galloped forward at high speed.
Just as Ling Qingxue was about to get into the car, she turned around and saw Ming Shu and the others quickly passing by them. Watching their departing figures, she narrowed her eyes.
For some reason, the man sitting on horseback he had just seen seemed somewhat familiar.
Where have I seen this before?
Suddenly, he looked up and froze.
Yes, it was Xiao Yuan, the Prince of Fenyang, who won first place in the poetry contest at the Luoyang Flower Festival three years ago!
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