The convoy continued to advance along the official road, and finally saw several people in the barren fields. Zhu Yuanzhang saw a soldier farming in a field on the side of the road. This field was military farming, so the soldiers were responsible for farming.

The soldier was wearing a shabby red jacket. The clothes were originally bright red, but now they have turned into light red, with a white background in them. The red hat on his head was also broken with two holes, and a pair of shabby red jackets kicked under his feet. A hole was also touched in front of the shoes, revealing his big toes. He should be wearing the standard military uniform of the Ming Dynasty soldiers, or "a shabby mandarin duck battle jacket".

According to the old Ming system, the mandarin duck war jacket should be rewarded every three years, but the military pay problem in the Ming Dynasty was very serious. Even the border troops on the nine sides were often short of pay. Not to mention small places like Chengcheng* County, the system of rewarding for three years was already over. This soldier was wearing a military uniform he gave when he first joined the army eighteen years ago. Since then, he has never received a second set.

Zhu Yuanzhang met the soldier from a distance. The two sides' eyes met. The soldier actually shrank his head and buried his head to continue farming. His reaction was not so much a soldier as an honest farmer.

This... can such a person join the army? Where did the Ming Dynasty sweep the Yuan army spirit? Zhu Yuanzhang was furious. No... we can't blame this soldier, but the officer should be blamed. It was because the officer did not train and teach these soldiers well, which made him become such a coward.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked up and saw a small punched house built behind the military farmlands, which should be a hundred-household office. In the Ming Dynasty, similar punched houses were built in various places. There were usually several hundred-household offices in a county town. Each punched house was under one hundred-household office, with two general flags, ten small flags, one hundred soldiers, and a total of 113 soldiers and generals. If an emergency war occurs, the punched houses of several punched houses can be connected to defend or gathered together to enter the county town to guard the city. With the punched houses of the punched houses as the center, a large area of ​​military farmlands are spread out... The soldiers usually rely on planting these lands to survive.

"I hope that the soldiers in this hundred-household yard will not be like the coward just now." Zhu Yuanzhang murmured to himself.

The convoy continued to move forward, after passing two or three official shops, it started to get late, but it was still far from Chengcheng County. Everyone had no plans to walk 70 miles a day, so staying outside for one night was inevitable. The wedding was scheduled for March 22, but the Ma family's convoy set off on March 19, and originally planned to delay the journey.

Guard Fang sent his swordsman to search around and soon found a temple called "Qingliangyuan", which could be used as a place to stay. The convoy left the official road and headed towards Qingliangyuan.

The temple is not big, with only two or three entering the yard. Two old monks and four little novice monks chant scriptures inside. The hall enshrined Manjushri Bodhisattva. Although the incense was not strong, there were several fruits and melons in front of the desk. The guards presented a tael of silver as money for incense and oil, indicating that they wanted to stay for a night, and the monks happily agreed.

The temple is too small and there is no room for everyone to live in. Fortunately, the third lady and the little maid Zi Xincai can live in the carriage. Guard Fang and the fifteen swordsmen are used to walking around the world. They can sleep even if they find a place like the corner of the wall. As for Wang Er, Zhu Ba, and the porter, they are even more uneasy and can sleep in the wild. On the contrary, the ten accompanying Ma family servants couldn't stand it. Sometimes they thought it was dirty, sometimes they thought it was unclean, and many things happened.

The porters carried the third lady's dowry into the wing room and placed it in the room to prevent the rain from getting wet at night. The third lady's carriage drove into the backyard and parked in the open space in the yard. She and Zi Xincai, the master and servant, passed by in the car at night. Guard Fang and fifteen swordsmen spread out and watched all the entrances and exits in the backyard. In order to prevent the crowds and noise, the third lady was quiet, Wang Er, Zhu Ba, and the porters were all driven to the main hall in the front yard and shared the same room with Manjushri Bodhisattva.

Everyone arranged dinner that day, because it was impossible for this small monk temple to produce dozens of food. San Er, Zhu Ba and the porters all carried noodle cakes. This was a special treatment that only those who could escort the third lady with them were particularly favorable. There was no such good food at home...

After chewing the bread, Zhu Yuanzhang lay in the corner of the hall, closing his eyes to rest. Wang Er was also lying beside him, and the two had nothing to talk about, and they were thinking about their thoughts quietly.

Just as the sky was getting dark and the moon was poking its head out, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly raised his head and felt someone coming. The sound of rapid footsteps sounded in front of the temple. A person came, with heavy footsteps, as if he was very strong, and every step he took to the ground had a heavy feeling of being pressed down by heavy objects.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the Baishui Wang Er next to him. If Wang Er hadn't been sleeping beside him, he would have thought that the footsteps were made by Wang Er.

Hearing footsteps came to the front of the hall, pushed open the door with a "touch" and then ran in quickly. Zhu Yuanzhang stood up in the corner of the hall and looked at the person with the oil lamp in front of the statue. When he saw it, he suddenly sighed in his heart: What a strong man, he is comparable to Wang Er.

This man is big and thick, with dark skin, very similar to Wang Er's figure and body. The difference is that his face has more fierce murderous aura, which is slightly different from Wang Er's heroic aura. He has a knife hanging around his waist, which is a pig-killing knife. It is sharpened and cold, and has a murderous aura.

The strong man obviously didn't expect that there were a lot of people sleeping in the hall, and he was slightly surprised. However, after a glance, he found that the people in the hall were all porters, so he didn't take them seriously. He walked to Manjushri Bodhisattva and knelt down with a thud. Then he put his hands together and placed them in front of his chest, as if he was saying something to the Bodhisattva.

The White Water King Er was a little interesting and whispered in Zhu Yuanzhang's ear: "Brother, you are smarter than me. Come and guess what he was praying for when he came to worship the Bodhisattva in the middle of the night?"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lightly and whispered in Wang Er's ear: "He made up his mind to kill people, so he ran to the Bodhisattva to explain why he wanted to kill people and ask the Bodhisattva for forgiveness."

"No, you can see this too?" Wang Er was shocked.

Zhu Yuanzhang whispered: "He has heavy steps, which means he is also very heavy. He has a stern murderous aura on his body, and his eyes are crazy and determined. Once this person kills people, he will definitely use a knife to slash the other party to pieces before he will stop."

Wang Er was very surprised: "Brother, where did you learn this skill? He was so nagging, like a Taoist priest, he could still look at people's faces?"

As the two were talking about this, they suddenly saw a figure flashing from the side door. Guard Fang appeared at the door and stared at the strong man who worshiped the Bodhisattva with his shining eyes. Obviously, he also felt the murderous aura, so he appeared out to see what this strong man was going to do.

The strong man whispered in front of the Bodhisattva for a while, then stood up and walked out. His footsteps were heavier than before, and his eyes were even more fierce and fierce. This time, even Wang Er felt the murderous aura on his body.

Until his footsteps went far, Zhu Yuanzhang said slowly: "He sued the Bodhisattva, made up his mind, his mind was stronger than before, and his murderous aura was stronger! Within three days, one person would die under his knife. Well... more than one person, this person not only had murderous aura, but also had the intention of decisive death, which means that his opponent was very strong. If he made a plan to fight to the death, he would have to make such a powerful strong man make up his mind to fight to the death. There should be more than one enemy."

"Yeah!" Wang Er nodded and said, "This time, even I, a silly man, feel it."

At this time, the strong man was no longer in the hall, so Zhu Yuanzhang spoke very much, and Guard Fang also heard it. He sneered at the door and said, "The countryside hand gesture also knows how to feel murderous? He speaks it in a similar way. Don't you be a fool, right?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and shook his head, stood up and said, "I'll take a look with you."

"What are you doing with me?" Guard Fang shook his head and said, "His murderous aura was not for us. If he wants to kill someone, let him kill him. What does it have to do with us? Don't cause trouble for us."

Zhu Yuanzhang whispered: "If you meet a strong man on the road, if you don't touch it clearly, it would be a bit too rough. Even if he doesn't want to kill us, his murder may not affect us. I have to go and take a look."

"It's up to you!" Guard Fang laughed and said, "The country people just like to watch the fun. They take everything about sesame and green beans to themselves. It doesn't matter if you follow him, but we will start our journey as soon as the sky is dawn. We won't wait for you. You can come back before dawn."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and pulled out to go. Wang Er grabbed him and said, "Brother, I'll go too!"

"Brother Wang, you are so tall and you can easily make sounds." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Besides, porters, brothers, need someone to take care of you, you should stay. I will come back before dawn."

"Okay!" Wang Er also knew that he was not the material to follow, so he had to give up.

Zhu Yuanzhang chased out of the hall gate, and the sound of the strong man's footsteps faintly came from the north. It seemed very irritating in the quiet night. He raised his feet and followed the north.

The bright moon was hanging high, and there was no cloud in the sky, so the moonlight was very bright, illuminating the earth with silvery whiteness. Zhu Yuanzhang could vaguely see the back of the man not far ahead. He was afraid that his tracking would be exposed, so he kept covering up his figure with the grass and trees on the roadside.

After following for a long time, the strong man finally came to a small village. The people in the village were not sleeping, and they were all standing at the entrance of the village, obviously waiting for the strong man to arrive. Under the moonlight, a group of farmers wearing tattered clothes and with vegetables were all looking forward to something.

Seeing the strong man coming, a villager cheered and said excitedly: "Brother Zheng Yanfu is here!"

"Zheng Yanfu?" Zhu Yuanzhang frowned: "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere?"
Chapter completed!