Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 160 Going Down the Mountain
Fang Yao was silent.

The land of bandits.

In a few days, she will be a rich woman with ten thousand taels of silver, what can she do wrong, go to the village of bandits to die?

But... what to do with her mask, if it is not repaired, how to deal with those enemies in the dark...

Her brows were frowned into knots, her whole face was twisted and twisted, her mouth was tightly pursed, and she sighed full of melancholy from time to time.

Fan Chen was exhausted for her, and said clearly: "Are you afraid that you will be robbed?"

"No, I'm afraid my money will be robbed."

"..."

Fan Chen choked.

Fang Yao suddenly turned to look at him, "Are you going?"

Fan Chen put away the hanging mirror, flicked the almost invisible silk thread, and the thread returned to the inconspicuous organ.

He said lightly: "That's natural."

Fang Yao was overjoyed: "Didn't the reinforcements from the imperial court come, let them follow you when the time comes."

"Ah."

Fan Chen glanced at her, "You think too much, the matter in Zhangxiang City cannot be resolved in a short while."

He said, paused again, and then continued: "My duty is to visit and inspect. If there is something to report to the court, so many people are exhausted by boats and cars all day. Isn't it a waste of manpower and material resources?"

Fang Yao moved out silently, and just as she was about to get out of the carriage, Fan Chen's voice came from behind her again.

"Follow me, money is not a problem, and I will arrange the rest."

Fang Yao's eyes lit up, she was waiting for this sentence, she quickly turned her head and said: "That's okay, you have to keep your word."

Looking at her shining eyes, Fan Chen couldn't help laughing and said, "I never lie."

"whispering sound……"

The corner of Fang Yao's mouth twitched, then she lifted the curtain and jumped out.

The north wind outside was a little weaker, white smoke was still billowing from the outside of the mud cellar, and there was a small pile of mud beside it.

In order to avoid air leakage in this small temporary cellar, Li Fugui made a pony to keep watch over it, and re-pasted it with mud if it was burnt.

Fang Yao also knows this method.

She walked over in a good mood and looked at the cellar below.

"Master, the charcoal we burned this time is enough for us to use for a long time." Li Fugui said happily while adding firewood to the pit.

Fang Yao nodded, squatted on the spot for a while, and told Li Fugui about Fan Chen's plan to ask them to go to Qingfeng County.

Li Fugui's face changed when he heard the word Qingfeng.

"Master, I heard people in the county say that the bandits in Qingfeng are different from other places. They even dare to touch officials."

He had a troubled face on his face, "With such a big convoy like ours, we will definitely be targeted if we go there. If there are only men, it's okay to say, it's a big deal, but women and children..."

Fang Yao naturally knew what he was worried about, and said: "Master Fan said that we will solve this problem at that time, but if you still don't want to, I can go and talk to him..."

"Need not!"

Li Fugui hurriedly stopped her, "Master, old man, I just have more worries, as long as the elderly, weak, women and children can be properly settled, we are willing to follow."

"Patriarch, don't worry." Fang Yao stood up, "Even if Fan Chen doesn't consider these things, I will."

After receiving Fang Yao's words, Li Fugui immediately felt at ease, and then became excited and excited for no reason.

He has lived honestly and dutifully in a small mountain village for decades, never thinking that one day he would live such a bizarre and thrilling life.

But he didn't regret it at all, nor was he afraid, but secretly rejoiced.

If they continued to stay in Lijia Village as before, rat plagues, droughts, and locust plagues would come in turn, and the life of the villagers would be a hundred times more difficult than it is now.

Living with rice and meat every day is already a realm that could not be achieved in previous dreams.

He must try his best to let the villagers improve their abilities so that they can keep up with the pace of the master.

Fang Yao didn't know how Li Fugui, who was holding the tongs, was feeling ups and downs. She was surrounded by Dabao, Xiaomei and Erya.

"Auntie, can you let Rhubarb follow us? All the other cats and dogs have been taken away, but Rhubarb is the only one that nobody wants. How pitiful it is..."

"That's right, Master, Rhubarb is so good, he wags his tail whenever he sees us..."

In fact, Fang Yao didn't really want a dog. Although they had more than a dozen ox carts and horse-drawn carts, the living space was still a little crowded.

But now Liu Donger's carriage was left behind, and there was more space. Thinking of how hard it was for the children to travel around with them every day, they finally agreed.

"That's great! Mom! Auntie agrees to bring rhubarb!"

The children jumped up and down excitedly, and the yellow dog circled around them and wagged its tail.

Fang Yao touched Dabao's little head and couldn't help but also laughed.

evening.

It suddenly darkened.

The north wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the thick car curtains that were not fixed were blown left and right.

Mrs. Jiang dug out the extra woolen mattress from the cabinet, and made an extra layer of the bed.

"The temperature has dropped so badly that I have to quickly collect all the clothes and mattresses that were drying outside. I'm afraid it will snow tonight."

"Sister, I'll collect it."

Fang Yao was sitting a little outside, kicked her legs out, and put on the boots on the seat.

It was very dark outside, and the wind blew the lanterns violently. Yang Gao and Gouwa Dad worked together to make a detachable fixed lantern seat in front of each carriage.

In fact, it is to stretch the two ends with fine hemp rope.

Not far away is a clothes drying rack, and everyone took advantage of the light of the sun two days ago to wash the clothes and mattresses and hang them outside.

Just as Fang Yao got out of the carriage shed, a small snow rice seed landed on her forehead, making the place slightly cool.

It's really snowing!

She hurried over, not caring which family it belonged to, and carried the clothes and mattresses into the carriage together with the women.

This is a good thing to dry, but it can't be wet.

The men were busy pulling apart the burnt charcoal, packing it into boxes, and putting it on the back of the carriage.

While everyone was busy working, the sound of cursing and cursing also rang out.

"Is this God against us specially? As soon as we are about to go on the road, it will be either wind or snow. It's really tossing..."

It's really frustrating.

The snow in the past few days has not yet melted, and the next one may be even colder.

Fang Yao handed the clothes to Mrs. Jiang, and hurried to the outside of the platform.

Due to this flood, except for the mountains and roofs, there is no snow on the ground in Zhangxiang City at this time.

The road should still be easy to walk now. By tomorrow, the river will freeze over at the current temperature alone, not to mention that the temperature may cool down at night.

Crossing the river will be a lot of trouble at that time.

Fang Yao thought for a moment, then found Li Fugui and Yang Gao, "We have to go down the mountain and cross the river as soon as possible."

"Master, the three of us want to go together. Brother Yang Gao was talking to me about it just now."

Li Fugui covered the charcoal on the luggage rack at the back of the carriage with a tung oil cloth, and shouted at the back, "Going down the mountain! Going down the mountain! The snowy road is hard to walk, let's go down the mountain now!"

(End of this chapter)