Crossing the famine, I am a poor fish, and my descendants have to work hard

A group of singers began to sing in the order in which they stood.

"Hello, Madam. My name is Yanyan. The song I'm singing is a Jiangnan tune accompanied by the pipa."

Originally they didn't know what accompaniment meant, they only knew that people usually played and sang. Later, Zhao Yuanzhen told them that when introducing themselves, they should say what instrument they use, and the music played by that instrument and sung along with it is called accompaniment.

After that, everyone introduced it this way.

Then he sat on the prepared flower stool and began to play and sing.

[If the scenery is like this, I don’t feel sad. A new song and a pot of wine. . . . . . ]

After a while, the meal was served.

Lan Ying set the table and Zhao Yuanzhen asked her to sit down and eat together.

The two of them ate and listened to music, enjoying themselves so much.

After the meal, the maid took away the tableware. Zhao Yuanzhen also walked out from behind the gauze curtain, sat on the Luohan bed in the hall, and continued to listen to the music.

"Hello, Madam. My name is Xuewei, and the song I'm singing is Qinhuai Scenery accompanied by the pipa."

Zhao Yuanzhen nodded. She liked Qin Huaijing.

But the expressions of the people around me seemed a little strange. They were all looking at this person called Xuewei. How should I describe their expressions? They were all a little subtle.

He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he pointed at Lan Ying, and Lan Ying looked over there.

He also noticed everyone's subtle expressions, and then nodded, saying that he would go and ask what was going on later.

Xuewei began to play and sing.

[I have a love story, I want to sing it to you all, please calm down, everyone…]

Finished a song.

I have to say, this girl named Xuewei sang very well and Zhao Yuanzhen liked her very much.

"reward."

"Thank you ma'am."

Xuewei thanked him quickly. Lan Ying took out the purse and gave her some silver as reward. Then Xuewei went out holding the pipa.

Lan Ying waited for a while and followed him out.

Zhao Yuanzhen continued listening to her music, but after just a few songs, Lan Ying came back.

He walked up to Zhao Yuanzhen and whispered gossip into her ear.

"The girl Xuewei just now is the one that Fang Yunqi from Prefect Fang's house was looking for yesterday. It is said that she is the lover of Mr. Fang. When he found out that she was on our pleasure boat yesterday, he came to ask for her."

It turned out to be because of this.

No wonder everyone's expressions are so subtle.

Zhao Yuanzhen didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

This should be considered as a disaster in the fate of Young Master Fang. If Xue Wei had not been here, they would have had no contact at all, and Young Master Fang would not have to break his leg. No, he would not have to die.

A broken leg now seems to be just a minor injury compared to life.

When Your Majesty sees the letter, these people are doomed to die, including Young Master Fang, Prefect Fang, and those who were mentioned in the letter.

Who could have thought that the prefecture that had been in power for decades would eventually fall apart because of a little singing girl.

As expected, everything is destined in the world, and I deserve this merit.

Zhao Yuanzhen thought happily that this was a merit not only in storing silver for the national treasury, but also in clearing up the injustice and avenging those who had died unjustly.

I hope God will see how kind she is and not strike her with lightning next time.

I listened to music all afternoon. I won’t buy any more recently. The ones she bought are still in the houseboat. She plans to take them away when she leaves.

This matter has already been discussed with Madam a long time ago.

Who knew that I would run into something like Prefect Fang and wouldn't be able to leave for a while.

We had dinner in the painted boat, and after dinner I strolled back with Lan Ying.

When they were almost at the small courtyard, Lan Ying called Zhao Yuanzhen.

"lady."

Lan Ying quietly reminded Zhao Yuanzhen that something was wrong near their small courtyard.

"Ah."

Zhao Yuanzhen nodded. Their small yard was fenced off, and there were quite a few of them.

He took out his sword and Lan Ying's sword and handed them to Lan Ying.

Then, Xiao Hei was released in a blind spot in the alley.

The two men held swords and took Lan Ying with them, and slowly walked into the small courtyard.

As soon as they entered, many soldiers and officers rushed out from the alleys and courtyards in all directions and surrounded the small courtyard in an instant.

There were also people in the small yard, and they began to surround the two people.

Zhao Yuanzhen made an eyeball assessment.

In the small courtyard plus the alley and the area inside and outside the courtyard, there must be more than 2000 people. Fortunately, this place is quite spacious, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate so many people.

It seems that this prefectural governor has really made a big move.

Looking at the group of soldiers surrounding him with knives, Zhao Yuanzhen spoke with a smile.

"I wonder what the officials are doing?"

"You are such a rude and unruly person! You forged a token and pretended to be an official appointed by the imperial court. The prefect is very observant and wants to catch you in one fell swoop. You'd better surrender, otherwise you can't blame the sword for being blind."

Zhao Yuanzhen curled her lips. This was the plan that Prefect Fang had been thinking about for a whole day and night. It was so crude and simple. It was all in vain.

"It seems that your prefect's eyesight is not very good. I have a message for your prefect. Can this drunkard with a brain like his come up with some smart ideas? This is very low-level."

The officers and soldiers were all stunned. They didn't expect Zhao Yuanzhen to react like this.

I don’t know whether it is self-confidence or self-abandonment.

No matter what, they must bring the person back today.

He didn't believe that Zhao Yuanzhen could fly away.

"Save these words for the prefect! Go! Capture her."

A group of soldiers surrounded Zhao Yuanzhen in an instant, pointing knives at her.

"System, give me a talisman paper of a martial arts master."

"Okay, host."

Zhao Yuanzhen activated the talisman paper and chose the martial arts book [Treading on Snow Without Leaking a Trace].

She remembered that this was a very powerful martial arts secret book from the martial arts novels she had read before.

Zhao Yuanzhen's swordsmanship is very good, and she has no problem fighting the enemy, but she doesn't want to fight with them for so long, she will be exhausted.

She wanted to run away with Lan Ying.

Thinking that there were still things in the house and she couldn't let them get away with it, she decided to take them away.

"Lan Ying, go get something from the house, I'll deal with them."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lan Ying and Zhao Yuanzhen stood back to back, Lan Ying on the inside of the yard and Zhao Yuanzhen on the outside.

Those people quickly gathered around.

But because the yard was really small, only more than 200 people came over this time. They drew their swords and dealt with the soldiers who were hacking at them. The two of them slowly moved towards the house.

The officers and soldiers also heard what the two said and tried their best to stop them.

Zhao Yuanzhen's sword dance left an afterimage, and because her sword was longer than the soldiers' knives, the opponent was in a passive position.

She could hit the soldiers, but the soldiers couldn't reach her. She used this opportunity to move Lan Ying little by little to the door of the room.

Fortunately, these officers and soldiers were quite confident and did not think that Zhao Yuanzhen and his men could escape, so they did not ambush them in the house.

Lan Ying kicked open the door and took out their bags, only to find that they had been turned inside out.

There is no money or anything left.

Only some clothes were left.

These bastards.

"Ma'am, I got the bag, but only the clothes are left. Everything else has been taken away."

"So they are just crying thief."

"Yeah, breaking into other people's houses and stealing other people's things, tut, tut, tut, that's really dirty!"

"Forget it, just give it to them. Lanying, come out, let's go."

"Okay, ma'am."

Lan Ying took the two packed packages and ran to meet Zhao Yuanzhen.

When the officers and soldiers heard that the two men were about to leave, even though they felt they could not escape, they still attacked more fiercely. Because the yard was small, those officers and soldiers who could not get in were very anxious.

Zhao Yuanzhen watched Lan Ying coming over, grabbed Lan Ying's arm, pulled her up and swung her around vigorously.

Lan Ying understood what he meant and kicked all the people in the front row who were surrounding her to the ground, and then she fell steadily to the ground thanks to Zhao Yuanzhen's arms.

Looking at the people falling to the ground, Zhao Yuanzhen seized the opportunity, pulled Lan Ying, used his internal strength, stepped on the shoulders of the soldier in front, and directly climbed onto the roof.

"Hold on tight."

"Yes, ma'am."

Grabbing Lan Ying, he used the skill of walking on snow without leaving any trace and flew across the street along the roofs in an instant.

Looking at the officers and soldiers who were thrown far away.

He blew the whistle and summoned Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei heard the whistle and ran over.

He flew directly to the horse's back with Lan Ying, held Xiao Hei in his arms and started walking out of the city.

Prefect Fang's plan was that no matter how strong Zhao Yuanzhen was, the 2000-plus prefectural soldiers would tire her out even if they fought in a round-the-clock battle. They had to capture her.

But Zhao Yuanzhen didn't fight with him at all and just flew away.

"You mean the woman flew away?"

"Yes, my lord."

"You are a bunch of good-for-nothings. Do you think I will believe you? Do you think you are reading a book about Jianghu stories?"

"Sir, calm down. It really flew away. The brothers inside and outside the courtyard saw it."

Prefect Fang then turned his gaze to the other kneeling officers and soldiers.

"Your Excellency, it did fly away."

Seeing that everyone else said so, Prefect Fang was somewhat skeptical.

Is this woman's martial arts skills really that high?

Can you fly over rooftops and walls?

"I don't care if she can fly or not, just bring her back to me."

"Yes, my lord."

Because of Prefect Fang's confidence, the city gate did not receive any notification. Zhao Yuanzhen and Lan Ying passed through the city gate smoothly and ran towards the mountains outside the city.

By the time Prefect Fang sent people to stop them from leaving the city gate, Zhao Yuanzhen had already run far away.

After scanning a relatively hidden cave, he took Lan Ying in.

"Rest here for one night and go back tomorrow."

"Ma'am, shall we go back?"

Lan Ying thought that she could just run away, but she didn't expect that the lady wanted to go back.

"Of course we have to go back. Zijin and the others are still in the city. Besides, we are not wrong. Why should we hide in the mountains?"

"This servant was wrong. I forgot about the young master. Please punish me, Madam."

"It's okay. It's getting late today. Let's rest here first and go into the city tomorrow. We'll take turns to keep watch. You stay the second half and I stay the first half."

"Madam, I have already guarded it. I can hold it."

"No, go and rest now."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lan Ying had no choice but to sleep obediently on the sleeping bag that Zhao Yuanzhen took out.

The sleeping bags here are quite comfortable.

After Zhao Yuanzhen finished collecting the first half of the night, he woke up Lan Ying and went to bed.

When she woke up the next day, Lan Ying was still guarding the cave entrance.

"Lan Ying, come here, let's have breakfast first."

Zhao Yuanzhen took out the breakfast she was going to eat and placed it on the small table. She simply washed up before sitting down and preparing to eat breakfast.