The case of Uncle Zhang's family was settled, and the small county town of Wutong County returned to its original peace.

News that the Jiang family was about to move quickly spread throughout the neighborhood.

The excuse Cheng Yu made for Hanzhu was to go north to find relatives, but the Jiang family and Zhang family had no relatives outside. Many neighbors knew about it, so Hanzhu changed the statement and changed it to moving. No one wanted to stay away from his hometown, but the Jiang family had a quarrel with the Gu family, and he had some ties with the government. It was reasonable to choose to escape because he was timid and afraid of choosing to escape. Moreover, Hanzhu asked Uncle Zhang to speak out, and they had only moved away for a while, and maybe they would come back three to five years later. In this way, the neighbors did not express their shock and they all came to bid farewell with their wives.

Hanzhu received the guests thoughtfully, and then brought gifts to his neighbors to say goodbye, asking them to help pay attention to the house.

After a few days of busyness, I arrived at Jiang Jizhou's first seven without realizing it.

King Ding claimed that he was able to deal with the Jiang family without hostages. He let Ningzhu reunite with his sister for a while. Ningzhu had not spoken to his sister for several days, so he hugged his sister when he entered the room, "Sister, why should we move out?"

There was still a small hole in the window in Hanzhu's house. Seeing that there was a handsome man stretching his waist at the door of the room, his head turned toward this side, and he seemed very curious. Hanzhu was nervous and pulled his sister to sit on the bed and explained softly: "The magistrate is a bad official. It is dangerous for us to stay here. When he moves to another place to become an official in the future, we will move back."

The real reason for leaving the hometown cannot be told to outsiders, but it doesn’t matter to tell my sister. My father said that the court officials were quickly replaced, so he said that Wutong County, the longest magistrate was promoted to another place after nine years.

I heard that it was to hide from the bad guys, Ningzhu was not so reluctant to leave, so she hugged her sister and said, "As long as you are with her sister, you can go anywhere."

Hanzhu hugged her thin sister, her chin against her head, and her eyes were wet.

The same is true for her. As long as her sister is good, she is willing to do whatever she wants her to do.

At night, Ningzhu returned to the wing room, and Hanzhu lay on the bed where he had been sleeping for more than ten years, unable to sleep for a long time.

She will move out tomorrow and leave her familiar home.

It was too quiet, she heard a vague sound, as if someone had jumped from a high place.

As if a nightmare reappeared, Hanzhu sat up in fear and took out the dagger hidden under the pillow.

When we were about to set off, we had to buy something. Hanzhu specially asked Uncle Zhang to buy a dagger for her to protect her body.

I waited for a long time, but there was no movement outside.

Hanzhu didn't dare to go downstairs to see, nor did he dare to call someone. She just grabbed the dagger and sat nervously. Until the third o'clock in the morning, everything inside and outside was still the same. Hanzhu tentatively called Chunliu. After shouting twice, no one responded. I don't know if something happened to Chunliu or if her voice was too small Chunliu didn't hear it.

After hesitating for a moment, Hanzhu finally didn't dare to go downstairs and continued to be cautious with fear.

Sitting till dawn.

Having not slept all night, Hanzhu didn't feel sleepy either. He watched Xiwei morning light slowly illuminate the room, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Did she hear it wrong?

"See, girl!"

After Chunliu woke up, she went to take the wash water, rubbed her eyes and opened the door. She found that two pieces of paper that seemed to be covered with official seals were pressed with stones in front of the door. She didn't know much and couldn't understand it. She hurriedly sent it in for Hanzhu to see.

Hanzhu accidentally took it and looked down and saw two road guides. One was from Wutong County, Hangzhou Prefecture to Jining, Shandong, and the other was from Tianjin.

Hanzhu thought of the man's words, saying that before he passed Jiangsu, he would show the closest ones when he met people. After passing Jiangsu, he would show the farthest ones.

What's the point of this?

I was afraid that Chen Ze would chase him to Tianjin, so I misled Chen Ze with a Shandong approach. In other words, Chen Ze didn’t know their real destination?

So, that person should have asked Chen Ze to hand over the official seal, and he wrote the way he himself?

Hanzhu looked at the handwriting again, it was strong and powerful, with a cold meaning of cold plum blossoms and snow, like his man.

For some reason, he thought of that night, when he appeared so promptly, that he must have seen the process of her being bullied by Chen Ze? In his eyes, was she a shameless girl who still survived after touching a foreign man?

If you want to take care of your sister, Hanzhu will not seek death because of that matter. She carefully concealed her to prevent Chunliu and others from noticed. She didn't care what he would think of her. But the two of them would have to go north on the same boat for more than a month. If they meet again...

Try to hide from him.

After making up his mind, Hanzhu sent Chunliu to send the first route to Uncle Zhang's side first.

After breakfast, the whole family started to clean up.

Inside the wing room.

King Ding was wearing a coarse cloth dress and stuck his beard to his face little by little in front of the mirror. Ningzhu stood beside him, looking at his movements intently, feeling fresh and interesting. Seeing King Dingzhu get two more acne on his face, one on one side, and just in the middle of his cheek, Ningzhu couldn't help laughing, his voice was as crisp as a lark.

King Ding turned his head and asked her seriously: "Why are you laughing at?"

Ningzhu covered her stomach with one hand and pointed her face with the other hand. Her big watery eyes were filled with laughter, "Why are you sticking in the middle?"

King Ding looked at the mirror and asked her again: "It's ugly?"

His phoenix eyes were very bright, even better than the stars in the night. Ningzhu was about to say that it was not ugly, but his eyes fell on his face and turned his head and smiled.

King Ding deliberately teased her, how could he be so ugly that he disguised himself? But he was lying on the bed to recuperate, and only teasing this girl was a little fun.

He took off the two acne again, one on the forehead and the other on the right side of his face. After packing up, King Ding stood up and bent down to salute the little girl beside him: "Miss Two, we should set off. The little one is called Ding Er, and I serve the girl all the way."

People in the palace are the best at vain and the King of Ding is also perfect in acting. If it were another ordinary citizen, he might not be inferior to the prince’s noble head, but he was just a little girl in front of him. He was acting and having fun with her, so this servant was dressed very vividly.

Ningzhu blinked, cooperated with him wisely, and turned around and walked out: "Okay, but can you drive a mule cart?"

"The little one can not only drive a car, but also row a boat," Ding Wang followed her with a smile. "There is a turtle demon flying out of the river to catch the girl, and I can also protect the girl."

Ningzhu pouted and decided to tell him: "I said that the turtle won't fly... Sister!"

After the girl went out, she suddenly ran towards the upper room. King Ding looked at it and saw a girl in a white dress just coming out of the upper room. Her head covered her appearance. Judging from her head, she was only twelve or thirteen years old, and she was just a half-year-old child.

These Jiang sisters are pitiful enough.

Knowing that the other party had made a marriage, Ding Wang looked away politely.

Hanzhu kept guarding against him secretly. Seeing that he was still polite, she did not delay any longer and took her sister's hand to the front yard.

The gifts were loaded, with five mule carts in full, and three mule carts were borrowed from the neighbors and sent to the dock before folding them back. One of them was full of books, and the other was Jiang Jizhou and his wife's favorite calligraphy and painting tools during their lifetime. They brought them with them. They would have a place to stay when they miss their parents in the future.

Saying goodbye to the neighbors one by one, Hanzhu first watched Qiulan help her sister to get on the second mule cart. The man was the coachman, and she got on the front cart with Chunliu, and Uncle Zhang drove the car for her.

After sitting firmly, Hanzhu lifted up the curtains and finally looked at his home.

Seeing her mother leading her out, the mother and mother stood at the door to welcome her father home.

I saw my sister running out mischievously and want to buy candied haws...

One scene after another, gradually turned into the day when my father was in funeral, and the coffin was carried out of the gate.

In just a few days, things have changed.

"Let's go." Hanzhu put down the curtains and swallowed even more.

Uncle Zhang also glanced at the Jiang family house where he had lived for half his life, sighed and drove to the car.

The convoy slowly left the city gate and walked a few miles away. A man and a horse suddenly turned around in front of the long pavilion. Uncle Zhang's eyes were so good that he recognized Gu Heng. He hated him and reminded him without looking back: "Girl, Gu Heng is here, let's ignore it?"

Hanzhu was still immersed in the sorrow of leaving her hometown. He nodded when he heard this, forgot that Uncle Zhang could not see her outside.

Chunliu spoke considerately and replied to Uncle Zhang: "Just just drive the car and let him say whatever he says. We just pretend that we didn't hear it."

Uncle Zhang planned exactly this way, not squinting, and still kept rushing the bus at the same speed.

"Uncle Zhang, I have a few words to say to Hanzhu, are you going to stop?" Gu Heng frowned and urged the horse to walk side by side with the mule cart.

Uncle Zhang ignored him and had no intention of stopping.

Gu Heng understood and no longer wasted time with Uncle Zhang. He asked in the car window: "Hanzhu, are you inside?"

Hanzhu ignored him, but was afraid that he would get criticized all the way, so she whispered to Chunliu.

Chunliu immediately said, "Gu Xiucai, my girl said, if Gu Xiucai really remembers the cultivation of my master, please be careful about the etiquette of a gentleman, leave quickly, and stop making trouble."

Seeing that Hanzhu didn't even want to say something to him, Gu Heng sneered in his heart, but his voice became gentler: "Hanzhu, I know you are angry with me. I don't ask you to forgive me. It's just that moving is a big deal. At least you tell me where you and Ningzhu are moving to Shandong? You only have your two daughters under your head, so you left like this. If something happens in the future, I know nothing and cannot take care of you. How can I be worthy of my teacher's spirit in heaven? Tell me, I will secretly see you if you have the chance in the future. If you live a good life, I will never show up to disturb you."

"Get out of here!"

Zhang Fu rushed out of the convoy with another mule cart, and drove alongside Ding Wang Ningzhu's, and rushed towards the people angrily: "Hanzhu is taken care of by me, so you don't have to worry. With this hypocritical skill, you might as well go back and persuade your old lady to copy scriptures and burn incense for my master in the future, so as not to go to the eighteen levels of hell after death!"

He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. If Gu Heng hadn't been riding on the horse, he might have run away at any time, so Zhang Fu would have to go down and beat him.

Gu Heng looked at him and raised his voice slightly, "Hanzhu, have you really decided to marry such a person? It doesn't matter if you get angry with me, but marriage is not a joke, it's related to your happiness in the rest of your life. Hanzhu should consider it carefully."

"Gu Heng!" Uncle Zhang was also angry, stopped the car suddenly and jumped down.

When Zhang Fu saw this, he had no worries and jumped out of the car to get stuck.

Gu Heng smiled contemptuously, quickly turned his head, and then he shouted: "Hanzhu, I have said everything I should say. I know you are annoying me. I will send it here today. We are destined to get together again! Hanzhu, I will go to Beijing to take the exam next year. You need someone to help in the future, but go to the capital or hometown to inquire about my news. Hanzhu, remember, as long as you come to me, I, Gu Heng, will always protect you!"

Hanzhu covered his ears tightly and refused to listen to his dirty words.

Chunliu endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help it. She opened the curtain and cursed at him: "Bah! Just a shameless villain like you, at most, you are a juren in this life. You still want to become an official in the capital and become a good baby again in the next life!"

The girl's voice is soft and delicate, and it is heard from afar, and it sounds nice to curse people.

The first time King Ding saw a woman cursing, he laughed loudly, "Yes, he scolded well, I don't think he has a wealthy life and cannot become an official!"

Gu Heng, right? Gu Heng from Wutong County, remembered that such a man who regretted marriage and sowed the relationship between an orphan and his new fiancé really made him an official and a treacherous minister. If it weren't for the inconvenience now, it would have taken more than a month to go to Beijing, and he would not even be a juren.

King Ding believed that he had helped the Jiang family, but he didn't know that in the eyes of the Jiang family, he was not a good person either. Uncle Zhang and Zhang Fu did not accept his affection and got on the carriage. Chunliu also held back to the carriage and did not look back and glared at him. He quickly returned to the carriage to comfort Hanzhu.

King Ding touched his nose, smiled indifferently, and continued to be a coachman leisurely.

Cheng Yu was also quite leisurely in the county yamen, sitting in Shen Ze’s study reading.

These days, he traveled with Chen Ze. Chen Ze did not return to the backyard under the pretext of being busy with errands. During the day, he went to the hall to make a case as usual. Cheng Yu stared at him tightly, tied Chen Ze's hands and feet to the table at night, he slept peacefully on the bed, and let go of him in the morning. In this way, to outsiders, Chen Ze was nothing different except being haggard.

"Young master, the Jiang sisters are gone, can you let me go?" Chen Ze was tied up with his hands, kneeling in the corner of the north wall, begging with a white face.

"Let someone go in three days." Cheng Yu said lightly.
To be continued...