Chapter 297 Entering the City



"Brother Shengzi, you should take them back."

Uncle Yang said that Shengzi is the only son in the family, but this time, he insisted on coming no matter what.

My parents at home almost cried their eyes out, but they insisted on coming.

Because his family was poor, he could receive ten taels of silver from the government as long as he came.

For those ten taels of silver, he was determined to have a son no matter what.

"Miss Song, I'm not going back. I want to go with you!"

“Brother Shengzi, these people need to be settled. If you go back now and hand them over to the prefect, and report what happened here, you will also be credited.”

Before Shengzi could say anything more, Song Ning said seriously, "We agreed that you would listen to me when we're out together. Have you forgotten so quickly?"

The child was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head in disappointment.

He didn't want to go back; he wanted to be a brave hero so that no one would ever call him a coward again.

"Brother Shengzi, don't worry. After we return from the Northern Border, you can come and work for me. I own a restaurant that's short-staffed right now, so the wages will definitely be high."

Upon hearing this, Shengzi bit his lip and remained silent.

“Brother Shengzi, although you turned back halfway, it was all for the sake of these people. We will all thank you. It’s not only going to Qingyang that truly makes a difference.”

After hesitating for a long time, she finally nodded in agreement.

Song Ning smiled: "Your task is also quite important; you have to take good care of all these people."

Shengzi said, "Don't worry, I will definitely complete the mission."

Shengzi called the people to follow him, and Song Ning gave them some dry food and watched them set off.

After everyone left, Song Ning turned to the remaining men and said, "Uncle Yang, Brother Liu, could you please go ahead and scout out the way to see if there are any enemy troops left?"

"Brother Liu, Brother Dazhuang, some of our things are still on the mountain. Could you please help us bring them down?"

"good."

After sending the others away, Song Ning looked at the weapons on the ground and revealed a subtle smile.

Weapons are valuable items; they are essential for military campaigns and battles.

With so many weapons, sending them to the soldiers in the northern border will save the Jin Dynasty a lot of money.

Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks—all were present.

After storing everything, usable and unusable, into his spatial storage, Song Ning clapped his hands and looked at the road ahead.

I was thinking of taking a detour through the valley, but now that there's this path, it should be much faster.

Once the two people on the mountain came down, the group continued on their way.

This road is indeed hidden, nestled between two mountains in a valley. Part of it is a tunnel carved out of the mountain.

Judging from the appearance of the tunnel, it shouldn't be very old. It probably wasn't dug by people from the Jin Dynasty, otherwise why wouldn't it be marked on the map?

Moreover, building tunnels in this era is something that not just anyone could do.

At least she had never heard of such a talented person in the Jin Dynasty.

It might be a project secretly carried out in the mountains by people from an enemy country.

If that's the case, the prefects of Yuanzhou and Qingyang will likely be dismissed.

This is a major undertaking. Building such a road would be impossible without sufficient manpower, resources, and funds. The fact that the enemy dug such a road on Jin Dynasty territory, yet the prefects of two cities failed to discover it, shows that this is not merely a matter of incompetence.

It's a matter of beheading.

"This is really strange. I've lived in Yuanzhou for so many years and I've never heard of a road here before."

"This is already within Qingyang territory, and it's far from Yuanzhou. Besides, very few people come here, so it's normal that we don't know about it."

Song Ning was taken aback: "We've already left Yuanzhou?"

Uncle Yang pointed to a hill behind them: "See that? From that place onwards, we've left Yuanzhou."

“You are young and do not know what happened before. For several years, people were not allowed to come up here. It was only when Lord He took office as the prefect that people were allowed to go up the mountain to hunt.”

That makes sense. This road doesn't look very old, but it's clear that not many people use it.

So, this road was built when the mountain was closed.

But who can build such a road without being discovered?

Unless someone is covering for us... it seems this trip to Qingyang was worthwhile.

The road is fairly smooth, and once you come out of this road, you won't be far from Qingyang.

Qingyang City is west of Qingyang. They climbed a mountain and took a detour to the small road leading from Qingyang City to Qingyang.

On the way, he got his clothes dirty and smeared mud on his face, trying to look as miserable as possible.

After getting ready, they helped each other walk towards Qingyang.

There were many people at the gate of Qingyang City, probably all of whom had escaped from Qingyang City. They were all wounded, thinly dressed, and emaciated from hunger.

Uncle Yang carried Liu Er on his back and pretended to faint from hunger. Song Ning also helped Da Zhuang, who looked so hungry that he was too weak to walk.

When it was their turn, the soldiers at the city gate looked them up and down, asked them a few questions, and then let them in.

Song Ning had already noticed this while they were queuing. They said they were accepting people from Qingyang City, but in reality, they were mainly accepting young adults.

Many elderly people cannot enter the city unless they are accompanied by young people.

The elderly couple behind them refused to let them in, saying they couldn't prove they were citizens of Qingyang City.

Anyone who can do the work looks abnormal.

There were five of them, and apart from her, they were all able-bodied men, so they entered easily.

The news that reached Tianxiang County was fairly accurate; everyone who entered the city did indeed receive five jin of grain.

Carrying their provisions, they walked the streets of Qingyang and discovered that the place did not look like it had been occupied by enemy forces at all.

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