The old lady had been through a lot, so she sighed and said, "You guys should go to Youzhou with us first.
Now that Jiangning Prefecture is gone, anyone who is still alive will go find a way to make a living elsewhere.
Your families all know that you are on a business trip, and if you want to leave, Youzhou will be your first choice."
"Yes, wait in Youzhou, maybe someone will come looking for you. It's better than going back and looking for a needle in a haystack!" The old man came over and added.
Ling Weicheng drank with many of the yamen runners and comforted them: "That's right, settle down in Youzhou, have Heng'er post notices and look for caravans, and you'll eventually be able to find out some news."
The Jiangning Prefecture yamen runners were moved and bowed to them: "Thank you, Old Master Ling, Old Madam Ling, and Second Master Ling!"
They didn't consider at all whether they, a group of exiled prisoners, had the ability to do so.
It can only be said that the performance of the Ling family along the way has exceeded their status.
The Jiangning Prefecture yamen runners even felt that the Ling family must have some unknown power.
The leader of the group opposite bowed to the old man and said, "Since we are all heading north to Youzhou, could we travel together so that we can look after each other?"
The old man and the old lady had seen many wolves, tigers and leopards along the way, and were quite reluctant to have too much contact with this group of people whose background they didn't know.
Unexpectedly, the fake Ling Jiheng tugged at Ling Weicheng's sleeve.
Ling Weicheng immediately understood: "Dad, why don't you just agree to them? There are more and more refugees along the way, and there's no guarantee that there will be a conflict."
Old Master Ling glanced at his son suspiciously, and seeing that he looked very determined, he agreed.
But this matter still needs to be decided by the Jiangning Prefecture officials.
When the Jiangning Prefecture yamen runners recovered, they heard the group say, "Actually, the disaster situation in Jiangnan wasn't particularly severe."
"Oh, what do you mean?"
"Before the heavy rain in Jiangnan, there were reports of floods this year. However, due to the drought, no one paid much attention.
It wasn't until the prestigious families of Jiangning Prefecture packed up their belongings and headed north overnight that everyone started to get anxious. But they still hadn't made up their minds.
Then came a rainstorm. No one had ever seen such heavy rain. The refugees who fled from Hezhong Prefecture were killed by hail before they could settle down.
Only then did everyone start to take the flood issue seriously.
We, the timid ones, were the first to run out. Many others, like us, braved the rain and left the city on the first day.
Only those who were particularly stubborn and unwilling to give up their property were washed away by the flood and ultimately left with nothing.
So, your family is probably still alive. Maybe just on the way.”
The Jiangning Prefecture yamen runner looked much better, nodded, and agreed to act together.
However, each of them is responsible for their own affairs regarding food and other matters, and everyone must obey their arrangements - cover their mouths and noses, keep a distance, and if anyone has a fever, they will be isolated immediately.
The leader nodded and said, "Don't worry, we have doctors here who will definitely be able to nip the epidemic in the bud."
The Jiangning Prefecture yamen runners felt relieved, even the exiled prisoners.
When Master Chen heard this, he immediately raised his left hand and said, "Doctor, doctor, my arm hurts, please help me!"
After that ambush, Master Chen's severed right arm never healed and the pain was so severe that he wanted to die from time to time.
Unexpectedly, the doctor in the team shook his head: "There is no medicine, it cannot be cured!"
Then he glanced at Master Chen and said, "If you don't want to die, cut it again and cut off the festering and rotten wound."
Master Chen: “…”
The Ling family didn’t know whether the tree was finally chopped down or not, because no one cared anymore.
There were a lot of people and vehicles on the road. Seeing that the Ling family was popular, they freed up three ox carts for the Ling family to sit on.
Even the yamen runners of Jiangning Prefecture were not left out. Two vehicles were reserved for them so that they could take turns to rest.
When other families saw this, they became jealous.
I wanted to come up and try to make connections, but the leader said, "There's no place left. There's no place left. The Ling family has given money. If you're willing, you can come too. One tael of silver per person per day."
The Han, Wang, and Chen families all felt mixed emotions.
In the past, one tael of silver was nothing. They would need thirty or fifty taels of silver just to have a meal.
But now, I really don’t dare to spend money casually.
Just for fun, spend it now, but what about the future, when you arrive in Youzhou, how will you live?
It’s better to persevere, and when you get to a certain place, you can buy a house and a piece of land and settle down.
Thinking this way, several families retreated.
But the look he gave the Ling family was one of envy.
In the end, the Han and Wang families felt sorry for the old man who was so old and still going through all the trouble, so they chipped in and bought two seats for the two of them.
Of course, I don’t always buy things in Youzhou.
They sat down first, and when they reached the next town, they would buy an ox cart so that their family wouldn't have to work so hard.
Ling Weicheng and Shu Muyun were helped into the carriage. They looked at each other and huddled together, whispering, "Husband, do you think the guy driving the carriage looks like Yinbao?"
Ling Weicheng glanced at the person outside the car and was about to nod when he saw the other person turn around, lift the scarf covering his mouth, and mouthed, "Hello, old man, old lady."
It's quite strange to call it that.
After all, in the Ling family, Ling Weicheng was called the Second Master, and Ling Weicheng's father was called the Old Master.
When Yinbao called him that, Ling Weicheng immediately gave him the position of elder.
There's nothing wrong with it, but I just feel a little old.
Yinbao didn't care much about it. They were not servants of the Ling family, so why should they follow them and shout?
The reason why Ling Weicheng and Shu Muyun felt that he looked familiar was because he occasionally went in and out of the Ling family and his figure was remembered by people.
Otherwise, you may not be able to recognize that it is one of your own.
The fake Ling Jiheng stood nearby and whispered to Yin Bao, "Why are you so late?"
Logically, they should have followed their master as soon as he set out on his journey to exile, but now, it's been almost a month.
Yin Bao was speechless: "You didn't even ask what we went through along the way. Do you really think it's as simple as just catching the bus?"
It started with a drought, and a group of people and a group of livestock had to work very hard just to find water every day.
Then there was a locust plague, so I hid for another two or three days. After it was over, I discovered a wildfire and couldn't leave, so I waited there for a few days.
If they had not believed that their master was lucky, they would have driven their ox carts away to pursue their own careers.
Ling nodded slightly and sat back in the car. Facing the gazes of Ling Weicheng and Shu Muyun, he had no intention of answering their questions.
Ling Weicheng and Shu Muyun looked at each other and touched their noses at the same time.
They knew their son was capable, but they didn't expect Ling Jiheng to be so capable.
When was this arranged? He actually has so many people under him!
Ling Yi felt the atmosphere was too awkward, so he searched the car and pulled out a bag of peanut crisps from the secret compartment. He handed them to the two of them and said, "Eat it. You're welcome!"
Ling Weicheng hesitated for two seconds, but still took action.
Thinking about Heng'er's subordinates, rounding it off is equivalent to the Ling family.
In this case, I won’t refuse!
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