Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 466 Dao is friendly
"Then who can use it? Apart from driving away big fish, does this banner have other magical functions?" Sima Fang asked tentatively.

Gongsun Hao smiled slightly, "It's not easy to say."

Sima Fang knew that the question he asked was too sensitive, so he laughed immediately, and wisely did not ask further.

Anyway, when he arrives in Zhuojun, all doubts will be answered, so there is no rush.

In early October, the fleet arrived at Yuyang Wharf smoothly.

Gongsun Hao sent Sima Fang to the shore and left.

He could only send Sima Fang here, and the fleet only stopped in Yuyang temporarily. After the cargo was unloaded, he would take the north wind to the Liaodong Wharf to transport the grain over there.

Once back and forth, after finishing the work, I just went home to celebrate the New Year.

After sitting on the boat for half a month, they experienced another crisis of giants at sea. No matter how delicious the food on board was, Sima Fang and his party still had their shadows about going to sea.

Finally, they were able to sit in the carriage, and the group breathed a sigh of relief.

The Xu Jiajun who came to meet them was a young man named Wang Jian, followed by several tall Xu Jiajun soldiers with cropped hair.

When the confidant saw the young man's age, he couldn't help frowning, "What does Xu Jiajun mean by this? Why did he send a brat here to pick us up? It's too rude!"

Sima Fang's intuition told him that this young man was not simple, so he raised his hand to signal his cronies not to talk nonsense, and turned to find Xu Jiajun to inquire about the young man's identity.

It's a pity that he didn't pay any attention to him at all, pulled out the carriage, opened the door indifferently, raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, gesturing them to get in the carriage.

Sima Fang's breath stuck in his throat, and he almost choked to death from the reaction of the soldiers of Xu's army.

But this is not on the sea, setting foot on Yuyang territory, or arriving at Xu Jiajun's territory.

In other people's territory, let's bear with it.

Just wait until I see my son.Sima Fang comforted himself in his heart.

Sima Fang, his cronies and two attendants got into the carriage, while the rest of the guards rode the horses brought by Xu Jiajun.

A group of people left the pier without entering the city, and went directly to Zhuojun through the official road.

Along the way, the young boy kept a cold face, and he didn't say a word except to tell them to get off the horse for dinner.

It made Sima Fang feel like a prisoner being escorted.

The cronies could no longer hold back and wanted to explode, but they were all stopped by Sima Fang.

"Be safe and don't be impatient. This Xu family army is not the usual insurgents who have no climate. I see these Xu family troops walking and sitting in an orderly manner, and they do things in an orderly manner. Although they don't say a word to us, they don't seem to be negligent on purpose."

The confidant nodded. This is true. When it was time to eat, I asked them to eat, and everything was prepared, and they were not allowed to do it.

They will also be called when setting off, and they will not be ordered.

If something happens on the way, such as urination and the like, he will stop and wait, and he is not a bit irritable.

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"Our young master is also a person who is proud of the leader, knowing that the person sitting in the car is our young master's father, not to mention flattery, no matter what, he should have a smiling face, right?"

"A bunch of tenants were born, they don't know the rules!"

A Jian, who was leading the way at the front of the team, moved his ears slightly, and heard the constant complaints in the carriage behind him, the corners of his mouth lightly lifted, and he let out a sneer.

There was not much laughter, and the carriage immediately fell silent.

Seeing that the other party was quite sensible, Ah Jian didn't bother to argue with such a person, so he picked up his horse's belly and speeded up.

As soon as he was fast, the carriage behind him had to speed up to go further.

The carriage suddenly sped up and rushed out with a "hula", and Sima Fang, his cronies, and the two attendants in the carriage all bumped into the carriage, making a "bang" sound.

Hearing the inhalation sound of "Ouch, Ouch" in the car, Xu Jiajun, who was driving the car, raised the corners of his mouth.

Although the leader ordered to be more polite to the guests, he just speeded up the horse a little, so it shouldn't be considered rude, right?
When the group passed the pier, they could see stretches of farmland and small villages emitting smoke.

These farmlands and villages are distributed on both sides of the wide concrete road. The rice in the fields has already been harvested. The farmers cleared the weeds and planted cold-resistant Chinese cabbage in the fields.

October has already entered winter, and amidst the withered and yellow scenery all over the sky, the touch of green in the fields is particularly eye-catching.

The farmers squatted in the fields and carefully waited on these new vegetable seeds that were released this year. They watched the vegetables grow little by little with satisfied smiles on their faces.

In the village not far away, the smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and the laughter and laughter of every household are drifting into the ears with the north wind, creating a scene of prosperity.

The children under the big tree at the entrance of the village wore jackets stuffed with cotton, gray linen trousers on their lower bodies, and thick-soled linen shoes on their feet.

When running, a section of sock made of woolen yarn of various colors is exposed from the trouser leg.

Such a suit looks very warm, more than enough to deal with the low temperature in the beginning of winter.

Sima Fang looked at these children playing under the big tree through the car window. Their fleshy faces became pink because of running, and they murmured in doubt:
"Who are these young masters? Why isn't there a servant around?"

The confidant reminded embarrassingly, "Master, these are a bunch of village dolls, not noblemen."

Sima Fang didn't believe it, pointed at the ruddy complexions of those children, and questioned the unpatched clothes:

"Have you ever seen a village doll like this?"

The confidant also hesitated, "It's true that I haven't seen this before, but they are really not young masters."

"Really?" Sima Fang still refused to believe it.

The confidant was silent. The houses in the village in the distance were neat and tidy, the roads were clean and clean, and the smell of oil and meat wafted from the village. It was hard to believe that this was a small village.

The eyes moved away from the village and fell to the front of the road, which was a straight and spacious gray cement road.

Even if it is winter now, there are many people traveling on this road.

Some people were driving ox carts with boxes filled with fresh fruits and vegetables.

This is winter, how come there are so many fresh fruits and vegetables?

Others did not take a car, but walked in groups of seven or eight, with hoes and hatchets on their shoulders and the burden of picking goods.

They either wore short hair close to their scalps, or covered their heads with full linen scarves, talking and laughing as they walked towards the city.

It can be seen that these are not wealthy families, but ordinary farmers.

But Sima Fang, master and servant, had a hard time matching them with the thin and small peasant in his impression, who always walked with a stoop.

All of these people had ruddy complexions, were full of spirit in their speech, held their heads high, and strode forward in strides. At first glance, they seemed to be full-fledged and energetic people.

Moreover, they were not ashamed of their lowly identities. When they passed by those who were sitting in a carriage or riding a horse, they waved their hands generously and said loudly:

"Dao is friendly!"

(End of this chapter)