Since he already knew about the Xiao family, Xiao Rong was not too upset. He was just a little worried. He would meet his adopted brother soon, and suddenly he felt more pressure...
Xiao Rong was just reminiscing about his adopted brother, but his silence meant something else in Qu Yunmie's eyes.
Qu Yunmie always felt that he had a tough life. In his life, one person left him or another. He thought that the cunning and bold Xiao Rong lived a completely different life from his, a life of luxury and no worries. It turned out that there was actually no difference between them.
Xiao Rong: No, no, no, there is still a big difference between us. …
His expression changed again and again. Qu Yunmie suddenly turned his head back and looked at the city wall in front of him. He said in a loud voice: "It won't appear again."
Xiao Rong looked up blankly and saw Qu Yunmie speaking again with a resolute expression: "No matter what happened to you or what happened to the Zhenbei Army, it will never happen again. Chenliu is everyone's new residence, and I will not let anyone destroy it again."
Xiao Rong: “…”
Although he didn't understand why Qu Yunmie suddenly expressed such an ambitious ambition, he certainly wouldn't pour cold water on him. Xiao Rong immediately applauded and cheered loudly: "Great! I believe the king can do it!"
Qu Yunmie: “…”
He didn't know why, but when he heard Xiao Rong's flattery, he felt both happy and embarrassed.
The next day, the army set out.
With more than 200,000 people acting together, the scene should have been magnificent. However, Xiao Rong was among them, and without a drone to let him see the bird's-eye view, his only feeling was chaos.
Everything was clearly arranged, but when it came time to actually set out, it was still so chaotic. The guards pulled over the carriage that Xiao Rong wanted. Gao Xunzhi squeezed through the crowd and marveled at the design of the new carriage.
At that time, carriages only had two wheels, but Xiao Rong changed it to four. He also extended the carriage board and added a cover on the carriage. He also opened small windows on both sides of the carriage. Because the weather was warm at that time, the window was just a hole with a small piece of cloth inside serving as a curtain.
As for the door... I'm sorry, time is too tight. Xiao Rong is not a blacksmith or a carpenter, so he can't develop the kind of hinge that can be flexibly rotated and disassembled at any time. So a curtain is also placed here on the door, but this curtain is thicker and made of leather.
Cotton had already been introduced to the Central Plains at this time. However, because it was a bit difficult to grow and people didn't know that it was very warm, it was still a long way from being popularized. This is also one of the reasons why people can easily freeze to death in cold weather, because there is no clothing that can keep warm for a long time.
The interior of the carriage was even more luxurious, with bedding, tea sets, and chicken feather pillows that Xiao Rong had people collect for him.
There are plenty of chicken feathers, but duck feathers are hard to find, and Xiao Rong doesn't know how to remove the odor, so chicken feathers are slightly better than duck feathers which have a particularly strong odor. Anyway, after enduring many bumpy journeys, Xiao Rong feels that nothing is more important than sitting comfortably.
Xiao Rong looked at Gao Xun's curious face, then smiled and said, "Does the Prime Minister like it? I ordered two to be made, and the other one is for the Prime Minister."
Gao Xun was stunned, and then suddenly became pleasantly surprised: "Oh, thank you so much, Arong!"
After saying that, he happily went to look for his carriage, and Xiao Rong also looked at him happily. With Gao Xunzhi enjoying special treatment with him, no one could say anything to him. …
Mi Jing appeared among the crowd carrying his bag. When everyone saw him, they automatically presented the effect of Moses parting the sea. Mi Jing bowed his head slightly, saluted everyone, and then walked towards the convoy.
During the summer retreat, Mi Jing was not supposed to go out, but Mi Jing was not a particularly strict monk. As long as he stayed in the carriage and did not come out, he could go with everyone.
It would take them at least a month to travel this distance. After all, there were too many people. It was a bit too much to let the Buddhist disciples stay in a carriage that could only accommodate one person for a month. Therefore, Xiao Rong built such a large carriage with the intention of allowing the Buddhist disciples to ride together.
Qu Yunmie was not far away. He saw Xiao Rong straighten his clothes and adjust his expression. He immediately understood what he was going to do. He raised his eyebrows and ordered the guards beside him: "Go, let Fozi and Mr. Gao sit together."
The guard responded and quickly ran over.
From a distance, Xiao Rong paused suddenly. After listening to the guard and the Buddhist disciple finish talking, Xiao Rong first blinked in confusion, then turned his head and looked at Qu Yunmie.
The latter happened to turn around and comb the horse's mane with his hands.
Xiao Rong: “…”
It's rare that you still know how to care about Buddhists.
That’s good. Now he doesn’t have to stay with others. Xiao Rong smiled and returned to his carriage.
Before setting off, Xiao Rong finally saw the mysterious Butewu tribe. They looked much stronger than the people in the Central Plains. Both men and women carried bags on their backs, and they did not ride horses, but marched on foot beside the army.
They only talked to their own people, and the other Zhenbei Army seemed to be used to it. The scene was both clear-cut and harmonious.
Finally, everyone was present. Qu Yunmie was riding his horse at the front. He looked back, then picked up the whip and swung it towards the sky.
"Set off!"
In an instant, all the soldiers at the back moved. The soldiers holding the big banners waved them vigorously and ran back and forth in front while waving, using this special language to tell the people behind that they were leaving.
Xiao Rong lifted the curtain and looked at the faces outside, some excited and some calm. After a while, he curled his lips and then lowered the curtain again.
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