After being rejected, he emptied the mansion and went into exile

Everyone stopped looking at the Western Regions' convoy.

What’s the use of looking good!

The boy stood at the front of the crowd, his face full of curiosity.

He pointed at the last caravan and asked, "Grandpa, that last caravan is from the Southern Barbarian Kingdom, right?"

The old man smiled and said, "Yes..."

He looked at the little boy standing in front of him with some surprise.

The boy was dressed neatly, and although his face still looked a little childish, he actually knew a lot when he spoke.

There was a pair of small hands at the bottom of the boy's clothes. The old man then realized that there was another little boy standing next to the little boy.

The two men were about the same height, both reaching the old man's waist, and looked to be about five or six years old.

But the boy at the back seemed a little shy and kept pulling the boy in the front who was talking.

Only then did people around them notice the appearance of the two boys.

I was just watching the convoy.

It was obvious that he was a young man from a wealthy family who had secretly run away, and he didn't even let his servants follow him.

It looks very good.

Someone jokingly asked, "How do you know it's the Southern Barbarian Kingdom?"

The boy shook his head and said, "What's so difficult about this? There are four countries in total. The Qiang people have already arrived. The Northern Xiongnu and the Western Regions are ahead. Isn't the Southern Barbarian Kingdom the only one left?"

After he finished speaking, he blinked his innocent eyes and said, "Isn't that right?"

Correct!

Absolutely right!

How can a five or six-year-old kid know so much?

Even many people did not know that the Qiang people had arrived in Jiuzhou.

Of course, some people don’t care which four countries they are.

They are so busy worrying about having enough food and clothing that they don’t even have time to care about these things.

"Old man, am I right?"

The boy is very persistent, which is in stark contrast to the boy hiding behind him.

There was something unnatural on the old man's face.

That’s right.

I don’t know much about the Southern Barbarian Kingdom.

It was obvious that everyone had regarded the old man as a storyteller, and they all listened with great interest.

Someone then urged, "Old man, please tell me quickly, what is this Southern Barbarian Country like?"

They just looked at the Nanman Kingdom's caravan and couldn't see any difference.

If you say there are differences, there are some.

The biggest difference between the people on the carriages of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom and those of the Western Regions and the Northern Xiongnu is that their posture is too relaxed.

The faces of the Northern Huns were serious, even a little arrogant.

The people from the Western Regions had a mysterious look on their faces, and of course, a hint of arrogance.

Southern Barbarian Kingdom...

"Why do they look like they're traveling?"

Yes, that's what it feels like.

The people of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom looked curious.

It seemed that they were not watching the people from the Southern Barbarian Kingdom, but the people from the Southern Barbarian Kingdom were watching their excitement.

"Old man, please speak."

The old man's back, which had been kept straight by everyone because he talked too much, now slumped a little.

He looked embarrassed and said, "I've never heard of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom..."

Everyone was a little disappointed.

"I know."

When everyone heard the childish voice, they naturally looked at the two boys.

"you know?"

The boy puffed out his chest and said, "Yeah, I know."

"Then tell me."

There was no dissatisfaction in the crowd's voices; they just thought it was just teasing the children and listening to some childish talk.

After all, the Southern Barbarian Kingdom is really no different from them.

The boy was not at all stage fright. He patted his little hands that were holding his clothes.

The boy behind him let go of his hand.

Unexpectedly, he just changed his hand and grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes in front of him.

The boy in front seemed to be used to it and didn't claps his hands anymore.

"The Nanman Kingdom is located south of the southern part of the Jiuzhou Kingdom. Although it is not very large, it has a wide variety of products."

He blinked his eyes and said with longing, "I heard there are a lot of rich and novel fruits and vegetables there."

The adults couldn't help laughing when they saw the boy swallowing his saliva.

The boy continued, "There's no winter in the Southern Barbarian Kingdom. It's spring all year round, and the summer is even hotter than other places."

Everyone looked at the clothes of the Southern Barbarians again and found that they were not wearing thick clothes. The clothes were about the same thickness as their summer clothes.

"The mounts of the Southern Barbarians are not cattle or horses, but elephants. They use elephants in wars."

Everyone opened their mouths wide when they heard this. Is it riding an elephant?

But what is an elephant?

Everyone looked curious.

"Little kid, how did you know?"

"Yeah, where did you hear that?"

It's possible that he learned it from somewhere, but does this kid know so many words?

The boy blinked and looked at everyone with dissatisfaction: "Don't worry about where I know it from, I just know it."

Everyone didn't know why, but they felt that when the boy said this, there was something...

majesty.

"What else do you know? It sounds like the Nanman Kingdom is better than our Jiuzhou Kingdom."

"Yeah, what does it feel like to have four seasons of spring?"

"Yes, what's it like to have endless fresh fruits and vegetables?"

Everyone had a look of longing on their faces.

The boy shook his head and continued, "But I've also heard that they're good at developing a poison called..."

"Shen Xiaojiu!"

A woman's cold voice came from not far away!

The boy's eyes widened, he quickly shut his mouth, and looked around in panic.

Damn, why is it my eldest sister’s voice?

The boy who was holding onto the corner of his clothes trembled with fear.

His lips trembled and he cried, "Ninth Brother..."

Why did he feel it was his elder sister's voice?

"Hey, little kid, why are you silent? What kind of poison is that?"

Some people covered their mouths and laughed while watching the fun.

"You can't tell this yet. It must be the families of these two children who found it."

"I don't know whose child this is, but he doesn't come from an ordinary family."

"Hey, leaving?"

The two boys went into the crowd behind them one after another, no longer having the desire to squeeze in front of the crowd to watch the fun.

Xia Zhu said anxiously, "Madam, the Ninth and Tenth Young Masters are missing."

Today is the day when the Northern Xiongnu, the Western Regions, and the Southern Barbarians invade Shangjing at the same time.

Nanny Zhao at the mansion urged the lady to go out early in the morning, saying that she had not seen the general for several days and asked the lady to meet the general on the street to ease her longing for him.

Faced with the nanny's earnest advice, the lady couldn't bring herself to refuse.

Xia Zhu couldn’t explain anything else, but she and Lan Xing knew it very well.

How can Madam look like she is missing you at all?

During the days that the general was away from home, his wife returned to the Shen Mansion every day.

The rest of the time, I am either practicing swordplay or writing books. In short, my life is very fulfilling.

They even felt that the lady was happier than when the general was at home.

In addition, this lively event was rare in a century, so Xia Zhu and Lan Xing also followed suit.

So, the two maids brought two servants who knew some martial arts and came to watch the fun.

Then I heard the voice of the Ninth Young Master.

The lady stopped them sternly, but the Ninth and Tenth Young Masters disappeared like loaches.

"Lan Xing, south!"

"Yes!"

"Ma'am, what is that?"

Not far away, Shen Xiaojiu and Shen Xiaoshi walked towards Shen Jinyao with their heads hung down.

A tall man followed behind.