An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

"Take me with you!" Dai's daughter's eyes lit up after hearing this. It was just right that she would not have to go to the gatehouse to study this year.

"I'm not going there for fun!" Sang Ling said righteously. After she finished speaking, she thought for a moment and it seemed like someone had said something similar to her.

"I know, I'm not going there to play with you." Dai Chengjun blinked and said seriously.

"Then what are you going to do?" she asked.

"Help you." she replied.

"How can you help me?"

"Aren't you looking for my help now?"

She was stopped from talking, and sighed, "Lingzhen, I really am not going there for fun. I might even lose my life if I travel all the way here."

"I know, and I'm not afraid." Dai Chengjun leaned on the table and looked at her, "Besides, even if I can help you get the customs clearance document, you won't be able to pass it without me."

"how?"

"When a citizen goes out for private matters, the village head will check his title." The daughter of the Dai family looked innocent.

This is equivalent to grassroots government officials checking the identity information of people who go out. She had done her homework. She said, "I know, I'll borrow yours."

"The village chiefs in Jingzhao." The daughter of the Dai family snorted, "They all know me."

Sang Ling's expression froze, and he was speechless. It even has its own facial recognition system...

"Then how are you going to explain to your family when you go out?" After a long pause, he said helplessly.

"My family doesn't care about me that much. I just said I would stay at Ban Le's house for a few days. By the time the village official reports it, we will have already left Chang'an."

"What about after you come back? Aren't you afraid of being punished?" Sang Ling recalled that he had sneaked to Gao's house before his wedding, and when he came back, he was whipped three times by Sang Wu.

"No." Dai Chengjun said with a smile, "My father and mother are soft-hearted. In the past, even if I committed a crime, they would just say a few words and let it go. You don't know, I once went to Ping County to play alone. It was winter and it was snowing. My childhood friend in my hometown sent me a message, asking me to go to the mountains to appreciate plum blossoms. My father said that the heavy snow blocked the road and would not let me go. But I just couldn't stay at home and just wanted to go out to play, so I stole a box of money from him and hired someone to go. Oh, I did encounter a lot of trouble on the road at that time, but I was not afraid..."

Sang Ling held his head with his hands to support his chin as he watched her look full of energy as she recalled the past. For some reason, his originally irritable mood gradually disappeared.

A dimple appeared on her lips. She felt that the little daughter in front of her was so cute and she was also very envious of her.

*

They set off at the end of March. Although they did not inform their elders at home before leaving, those in Wuyuan who knew about it still saw them off warmly.

Aunt Cheng had been helping to pack up since the first two days, and she was still nagging at the side until late at night.

"I can't stop it." The old mother sighed.

Sang Ling lowered her eyebrows and folded her clothes, with a gentle smile on her face, "You should have known me better a long time ago."

"I don't know." Cheng's face still looked unhappy.

Sang Ling also fell silent. After a while, Zong Xiang presented several bundles of bamboo and brushes and asked, "Madam, please check carefully. Is there anything else you need to bring?"

She had packed her favorite brushes, as well as a few rolls of silk and ink. She spread them out and looked at them casually, nodding her head and saying, "Nothing else, as long as these things are enough, there's no need to bring so much."

You're not going there to read or write, but just in case, two or three pens are enough.

"You didn't bring enough thick clothes." Aunt Cheng said as she rummaged through the clothes in her box. Sang Ling was about to go to the corridor to look at the boar bristle brush that Xiao Yuan Xingcai had bought. She turned around and was about to reply, but Wei Chu answered for her from inside, "Aunt Cheng, the young lady said that the south is hotter than here, so just bring a few thick clothes."

Aunt Cheng said "Oh" and then asked, "Have you brought your bamboo hat, straw raincoat and umbrella?"

"I brought it with me. It's in the box in the corridor." Wei Chu said.

"Do you have enough dry food? I want to have something hot on the way, so we need to prepare a stove."

Sang Ling had already turned around and returned to the house. After thinking about what Dai Chengjun had said, he said, "We prepared a small stove and a brazier, but Ling Zhen said that if we hired a ship, there would be a small kitchen inside."

"The food in there may not be something the young lady can eat. We need to prepare more dishes." Aunt Cheng said with her hands in her pockets, looking at Wei Chu and asking.

The other side said, "The meat and millet vegetables were prepared by Xiao Yuanxing and Yan Yao. They were all bought according to the young lady's request and have been sent to the post station in advance."

"We can also load them into the ship earlier." Sang Ling continued Wei Chu's words. Old Madam Cheng nodded, and the room was quiet for a while. Everyone went back to their work, and the old madam came over again, "Fresh fruits and vegetables, it's not easy to load them onto the ship in advance. It looks like it's getting hot, and they'll go bad in two or three days."

Sang Ling was putting two pairs of embroidered silk shoes into the box, shaking his head helplessly, "Those were bought by the people at the post station on the day we arrived at Danjiangkou, but they will only last for two or three days. We will see when we dock and buy more if we have enough time." After thinking for a while, he continued, "We are not going there for fun, so we can't be so meticulous. As long as we have something to eat, it's fine."

Mother Cheng sighed and said, "I always feel uneasy."

She was from the north and had lived here since she was a child. She had rarely been to the south, let alone the counties near Chang'an.

People always panic about unknown things.

"I'll write you back when I have time. It will arrive in a few days if I send a carrier pigeon." Sang Ling knelt down next to her, feeling a warm feeling in his heart.

"If something happens..." Aunt Cheng's eyes were filled with tears. "If something happens and you need to show up, let Yin Fu and that boy A Zeng show up. Young lady, you must not show up, understand?"

Even though the country is now in a peaceful and prosperous era, the farther away from the capital, the more unsafe it is. The south is located in the corners and there are many barbarians. If Sang Ling's appearance is seen by outsiders, he will inevitably get into a lot of trouble.

The young lady nodded and said, "I know."

The girl's face is as calm as water, but her heart is not as soft as water. She is more like a standing tree that cannot be easily shaken by anyone.

Cheng pursed her lips, and even though she had a lot to say, she had to hold it back. She clenched her fists, and watched them pack up for a while before saying earnestly, "It's been a hard journey, Madam, please take care of yourself."