Section 3, the once-in-a-thousand-years life of a dandy must be preserved

With a swift stroke, the splendid head was about to fall to the ground, and the extravagant life he longed for was about to end before it even began. Thinking of this, Feng Ziying couldn't help but shiver: "Uncle You, what has happened?"

Feng You's complexion had already turned quite unpleasant, with the slight twitching of his lips and the movement of his eyes seemingly engaged in a difficult decision

Under such circumstances, I came to my hometown in Shandong. Originally, my mother was firmly opposed to it, but it was only because my father was unable to leave due to matters related to his work that I had no choice but to make this trip.

Feng Ziying was well aware of his own situation, an eleven-year-old boy, who should not expect to possess any earth-shattering abilities. In these times, everywhere was unstable, and a serious illness could easily cost one their life, let alone encountering any warfare.

Elder brother! The young man is anxious; the proceeds from these two shipments of jujubes are what he can use to speak of the bride price for marrying a wife. They have already arrived at the dock.

The elder master and the second master, one fell from his horse during a confrontation with the Mongolian Tartars, and not even his lifeless body could be retrieved, while the second master, despite being on the verge of receiving an official appointment due to military merit, unfortunately succumbed to an epidemic, struggling in bed for several months before ultimately passing away

I was also thinking that traveling from the capital to Linqing, following the canal waterways, would spare me from the heat and toil of summer, which is why I reluctantly agreed. However, I never expected to encounter an issue right at my hometown's doorstep.

A large crowd has already gathered at the dock, with groups of three to five clustering around a few individuals who seem to be the leaders. One of them is waving his arms and shouting something, while several others are whispering and connecting with different groups of people.

We have an appointment with the cargo owner... Another young man was clearly a bit anxious and was about to speak, but was pulled back by his elder brother, who turned his head and whispered, "Thank you, let's go back!"

The dock seems somewhat chaotic, but it has never been particularly quiet in the past; however, today the situation appears to be somewhat different

Even though Feng Ziying's psychological age has already surpassed 40, in this alternate space where cries to the heavens go unanswered and calls to the earth yield no response, what does it matter if you harbor a wealth of talent? Who believes you, who listens to you?

Alongside the city gate, there is a long row of cloth banners, propped up by bamboo poles, with even more supported by reeds and bamboo wood structures

Feng You had already darted up to the top of the cart shed by stepping on the yoke, and from the roof of the cart shed, he leaped directly onto the earthen city wall. Standing on the edge of the wall, he stood on tiptoe, surveying the distance.

After taking the jujubes, I casually tossed two into my mouth, saliva spilling from the corners of my lips, yet my voice lowered a few notches: "If there is no hurry, then let's head back first, for I fear something may happen."

Both of my two uncles have three children each, yet none of them have survived to adulthood. Even I had an elder brother who passed away before reaching maturity. It is only due to my good fortune that I have endured through a harsh period and emerged alive, becoming the sole descendant of the Feng family from Lingqing in the city of Beijing.

Ah? The hand quickly retracted from the snow-white cat's body, and Feng Ziying suddenly leaned forward, "Uncle You, what happened?"

"It's not worth much, just give it a try"

Brother Ma Er, we cannot be blamed for this. The manager of the tooth shop has stated that today, no activities are allowed at the dock, whether it is loading or unloading ships, or moving goods in and out of the warehouse, none of it is permitted. As for this individual, do not expect to pass either, as everything over there is equally blocked.

"Keng Ge'er, this must be your first time back, right?" Feng You noticed that Feng Ziying seemed a bit uneasy in the carriage, which he found amusing, as the Keng Ge'er of the past was not like this.

Before he could make a decision, there were already some slight tremors on the ground. The two brothers of Laozhao, who were evidently accustomed to being outdoors, quickly turned their gaze towards the west of the * map *.

Feng Ziying and his attendant Ruixiang beside him both appeared somewhat pale

A group is carrying several bundles of three shuttles of cloth on two donkeys, appearing to be a small cloth merchant

Through the low earthen walls, one can vaguely observe a floating cloud of yellow dust rolling up in the eastern half of the sky

Will there be enough time to board the ship

Several piles of miscellaneous items packed in burlap sacks were haphazardly thrown on the dock by the roadside, obstructing the path

Feng Ziying's gaze followed Feng You, who was already standing on the yoke, shielding his eyes with his hand as he looked towards the southwest

Feng You remained silent, merely shaking his head

At the age of three or four, I do not recall any events. I returned once with my mother, and this was the second time. Feng Ziying honestly stated: "I have only heard my mother mention it, and I have no impression of it at all"

What exactly happened with Lu Sange that caused such a commotion

A large group of laborers was gathered under the willow tree, seemingly arguing about something, occasionally punctuated by a few shouts of reprimand in a higher pitch, followed by another round of commotion

The master has only this one legitimate son, and this is merely a return to his hometown. He thought the journey would be smooth, and even so, he still arranged for someone to take care of him, worried that there might be any unforeseen circumstances. Unexpectedly, he truly encountered such a situation himself

There is another group of people who seem to be two brothers, driving two mule-drawn carts. It appears they are transporting a load of jujubes, a specialty of Linqing Prefecture, and it looks like they are heading to the dock for delivery

Although he felt that the situation at the dock was somewhat unusual, Feng You was not familiar with the circumstances here. He had not visited Linqing many times in the past; having spent a long time at the frontier, he was particularly sensitive to the restless and uneasy atmosphere.

Hmm, it's hard to say right now, but it seems that something is about to happen at the dock.

Two brothers, it is hard to say, the people at the dock have all stirred up, we do not know, we only know that this intersection has been blocked, the head of the household, the person in charge are over there, it has become a headless fly...

He tightened his grip on the sturdy horse beneath him, adjusted the narrow blade tucked in the fabric sheath at his waist, and calmly turned his head to say: "Keng, the situation seems a bit off."

The two brothers delivering the jujubes were clearly familiar with the route; while wearing smiles, they casually reached into a grass bag that had a hole in it and pulled out a handful of jujubes to hand over to the other party

The shops in the outer city are densely packed, and the streets are bustling with people. During peak hours, it may take half an hour just to cover a distance of one mile. Therefore, the group decided to take a detour from the East Gate of the outer city, the Weiwumen, and head outside the city towards the dock.

This Linqing City is a good place. If the master wishes to seek some leisure in the future, it would indeed be a good destination. Feng You squinted his eyes, surveying the area ahead, where the western gate of the outer city was located

A tea stall for quenching thirst, a pile of jujubes, a snack stall offering both vegetarian and non-vegetarian options, and several carts leaning at an angle against two somewhat aged oak trees

A porter is vigorously waving a dark, sweaty handkerchief while shouting something, and even from several meters away, one can smell the pungent odor of sweat.

Two groups of people have already been blocked on the road

The carriage rumbled past

Two men in brown short shirts wiped their sweat and cursed, while pulling open their collars to reveal a patch of black hair on their chests, sitting on a burlap sack and looking around.

In the blazing sun of the late morning, there is not a breath of wind by the riverside. Observing the willow branches along the riverbank, which have wilted under the scorching heat, one can hardly think of anything other than the large-scale movement of livestock or people that could stir up such dust in the wilderness.

This gentleman is now the sole heir of the Feng family lineage, and among the previous generation of three brothers, only the third master has survived.

Hurry up, look over there! The older man’s face had already turned slightly pale, yet his gaze was fixed on the distance, where a wisp of black smoke was rising from the southwest corner; this was what he feared the most