So what if I traveled through time? I'll continue to roll in another place

In the past, Zhou Yao's writing talent and even his imperial examination ranking were all higher than Peng Zhen's. Whenever they discussed philosophy, he was quite insightful. Peng Zhen admired this junior fellow who was much younger than himself.

Earlier, he had learned about the news reported by Xijiang Dao that Zhou Yao had drowned, but he was too far away to know the reasons, and only felt sad and regretful. At that time, he and his wife also set up a memorial ceremony at home and wrote a memorial to commemorate their former schoolmates and friends.

He was so heartbroken, and now his good friend suddenly appeared before him alive, which really surprised him.

Although Zhou Yao had washed and dressed, he still looked thin and haggard, with a sickly look. Peng Zhen was overwhelmed with emotion when he saw the once bright and modest gentleman in such a miserable state. He could not help but sigh in his heart.

Zhou Yao didn't exchange too many pleasantries with Peng Zhen. Firstly, he didn't know many details and might be exposed if he talked in depth. Secondly, his face was the best evidence. Peng Zhen knew the original owner and didn't need to prove his identity too much.

"Brother Jiuling, I came here this time to ask you to contact Lord Zhao and report the matter of disaster relief in Jiangzhou." He told Peng Zhen the results of the original owner's investigation in Jiangzhou that he had heard from Jiashu, and briefly stated that the governor of Jiangzhou and his gang had embezzled disaster relief money and grain, causing the people to live in misery.

Peng Zhen slammed the table and stood up when he heard this. "Duan Pengjing is such a bastard!" He was so angry that he cursed directly, "He has read all the books of sages into a dog's stomach!"

"That Pan Xu is not a human being! He is actually in charge of a region? He is worse than pigs and dogs!"

"Xuan Hui, quickly draft a letter with the facts you have verified, and I will send someone to deliver it to the capital immediately!" Peng Zhen was a man of short temper, and he was even more impatient as he was furious, so he quickly handed the pen and ink to Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao looked at the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone and suddenly realized that he could not write traditional Chinese characters, let alone write eight-part essays.

He thought quickly and said, "Brother Jiuling, I've been traveling all the way and my hands are cut, so it's inconvenient for me to write. Why don't I dictate and please write for me." He spread out his hands with a sincere face, and saw that his palms were covered with blisters caused by bamboo sticks, daggers, etc., many of which had already festered.

Peng Zhen looked at the pair of hands that were once delicate and slender but now weathered, and felt even more angry towards Pan Xu, Duan Pengjing and the others. He immediately agreed, "I was not thoughtful enough, brother, just tell me."

Zhou Yao informed Peng Zhen of everything Jiashu had told him, and waited for Lord Zhao Congjian to receive the letter and send someone to pick him up to Beijing.

During the days of waiting, he recuperated in Peng's mansion.

Peng Zhen and Zhao Zhen had servants who could deliver letters very quickly. After ten days or so, they arrived at Peng Zhen's house with a reply letter, asking Zhou Yao to come to the capital to see the emperor immediately. Peng Zhen immediately told Zhou Yao to let Luo Xing, the censor of Huchu Road, go to the capital with Zhou Yao, and also sent a lot of people to escort them on their journey.

Xiao Yueshan was puzzled when she heard this: "Aren't you fine? Why are you pretending to be stupid and blind?"

"Yeah, the problem lies in the lack of manpower." Zhou Yao sighed.

Considering that Zhou Yao's hand was injured and it was inconvenient for him to ride a horse, Peng Zhen directly sent a carriage to take him there. Zhou Yao was also happy that he didn't have to hide the fact that he couldn't ride a horse.

The shortest route from Gyeongju to the capital passes through Gakju, Cheongju, and Seongju in Pyeongui Prefecture, and then Songju in Yangju Prefecture.

Although the three continents were all under the jurisdiction of Pingyi Prefecture, they were divided into three supervisory regions. Among them, Juezhou was in Huchu Province, Qingzhou was in Xijiang Province, and Chengzhou was in Dingchuan Province.

Since the group left Qingzhou and entered Juezhou, they have encountered constant disturbances, either refugees robbing or bandits causing chaos, and many guards of the Peng Mansion were injured.

Zhou Yao thought of the murder in Shunzhou that night, so he proposed to bypass Qingzhou under the jurisdiction of Xijiang Road, change to Yizhou under the supervision of Huchu Road, and enter Yangzhou Prefecture through Yunzhou and Chengzhou under the supervision of Dingchuan Road. As long as they reach Yangzhou Prefecture, they will be in the Zhou family's territory and will be safe.

[Friends, I made an imaginary map and found out that only authors above level 2 can illustrate it. It’s so miserable. The picture is in the author’s words.]

But Luo Xing thought it was inappropriate. Such trouble was a waste of time. Besides, the government office of Pingyi Prefecture was located in Qingzhou. Zhan Yingxie, the Tongpan of Pingyi Prefecture, was his uncle and would be able to protect the two of them.

Zhou Yao thought about it and was afraid that taking a detour would delay the rescue of Jiashu, so he agreed with Luo Xing's suggestion and went to Beijing via the nearest Qingzhou. He asked the messenger servant of the Peng Mansion to quickly deliver the message of going to Beijing to the Zhou family in Yangzhou Prefecture and asked Zhou's father to send someone to Chengzhou to meet him.

Unexpectedly, the group had just arrived at the border of Qingzhou and encountered an assassination attempt when they were looking for an inn to stay in in the evening. The attackers put drug powder in the food, which knocked out most of the guards. The remaining ones who could walk were also weak. Three assassins broke into the room in the middle of the night and pointed their knives at Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao had been prepared for this, and he prepared his own meals during the days he was on the road. When he arrived at the post station, he ordered someone to deliver the food to his room, but he did not eat it. He went to the street and randomly picked a stall to buy a few cakes to fill his stomach.

He asked for a sharp knife from Peng's mansion for self-defense. He was much more ruthless than the guards who had never seen blood, so he immediately fought with the assassins. Fortunately, the three men were not martial arts masters, so he killed two of them with just a few strikes.

Luo Xing, who lived next door, heard the fighting and rushed to help. Before he could make a move, Zhou Yao had already dealt with the third man. Luo Xing was stunned and sighed repeatedly, "I didn't expect Lord Zhou to have such skills!"

Seeing that all three were dead, he said with regret: "We should have left one alive, so that we could torture him to find out who ordered them to do so." Zhou Yao said nothing. He had never learned martial arts, so he just killed by instinct, and he didn't know how to show mercy. His fighting experience came from escaping from disasters, so he didn't know any rules or moves, only the most primitive life-and-death struggle.

"Dead bodies can also be investigated. Just hand the bodies over to the county government for investigation. But most of these people have no household registration and no name, so it will be futile to investigate." He said, Luo Xing nodded, and went out to ask people to clean up the messy scene.

The group continued on their journey. The repeated assassinations had made the morale of the guards very low. Luo Xing was a chatterbox, and he kept on talking to liven up the atmosphere: "It would be great if we could see my uncle. He would send someone to escort us from Qingzhou to Chengzhou, and Uncle Zhou would come to greet us. We would be surrounded by our own people along the way, so there would be no problem at all."

Zhou Yao agreed with a smile, but he didn't dare to agree in his heart. This enemy in the dark was relentless and was determined to kill him.

In addition, Luo Xing looked careless but didn't have any Chinese medicine, which made him suspicious. Although Luo Xing acted like a dandy and said that he escaped because the food at the post station was too rough and not to his taste, he went to the restaurant to order good wine and food, but Zhou Yao still didn't dare to take it lightly.

He was also a little more wary of his uncle Zhan Yingxie, whom Luo Xing wanted to visit.

If he is a friend, it is fine. But if he is an enemy, the strong dragon cannot defeat the local snake, and his situation is very bad.

It is a pity that when he arrived in Gyeongju, no one was interested in his bamboo stick and straw sandals. Now it is even more unsafe for him to resume his official status.