The road to the border of Youzhou is fairly easy to walk.

A total of six carriages, plus Zhao Chongyuan's own carriage.

A total of seven carriages drove quickly on the bluestone road.

There were no bumps along the way.

The villages along the way are also rows of neatly built wooden houses.

Judging from the style and layout of the house, it can be seen that it has been renovated and planned by the government.

Every household has cattle and sheep.

Although the people are still working in the fields, everyone's face is more or less filled with smiles.

Watch this scene.

Zhao Chongyuan also felt much less resentful towards Zhao Ding in his heart.

At least his son, although he cheated me, was still good to the local people.

Not only are the people in Youzhou City prosperous, but the people in the area where Youzhou and Yanzhou meet are also living a good life.

It can be seen that Zhao Ding has really put in a lot of effort in local governance.

Actually think about it carefully.

Zhao Ding didn't cheat him much, but it was him who cheated Zhao Ding of half a million taels of silver.

When I thought that I was using Li Long's pseudonym.

Zhao Chongyuan suddenly felt a little proud in his heart.

Fight with me?

You are still a little young.

"Hercules, go back and allocate two hundred thousand taels of silver from my inner treasury. When the time comes, you can send someone to deliver it."

Zhao Chongyuan ordered Wang Lishi on the side.

"It's Your Majesty."

Wang Lishi nodded and shouted.

After all, Zhao Chongyuan still couldn't handle Zhao Ding's son.

As for why it is two hundred thousand taels.

Naturally, these few trucks of goods are worth only two hundred thousand taels.

He, Zhao Chongyuan, had such a venomous eye. After careful reflection, he could naturally tell at a glance that Zhao Ding had tampered with the price.

Therefore, giving him two hundred thousand taels was what Zhao Chongyuan, a father, should do.

Of course, another reason is that Zhao Chongyuan really doesn’t have much money in his internal treasury...

Daqian fought every year, coupled with the shortcomings left over from the previous dynasty.

In recent years, the national treasury was empty, and Zhao Chongyuan used money from his own internal treasury to replenish the national treasury.

After so many years, naturally there is not much money left.

At this moment.

Bang!

There was a sudden jolt in the carriage.

Caught off guard, Zhao Chongyuan was almost thrown out.

Fortunately, he was supported by Wang Lishi.

"His Majesty."

Wang Lishi shouted hurriedly.

Zhao Chongyuan frowned slightly, opened the carriage, glanced outside the carriage, looked at Erwazi who was driving the carriage and asked: "Is this outside the boundary of Youzhou?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, we will reach Qishui in another thirty miles, and then we can take a boat back to Beijing."

Erwazi responded respectfully.

Listen to Erwazi's words.

Zhao Chongyuan nodded slightly.

But deep down in my heart, I don’t know why I miss my days in Youzhou.

The spacious roads, the neat streets, and the rows of uniformly built villages.

But now that he left Youzhou and arrived at the border of Yanzhou, it seemed that he was suddenly pulled from dreamland to reality.

However, Zhao Chongyuan didn't wait for a while to sigh.

The vehicle suddenly stopped again.

"Why did you stop?"

Zhao Chongyuan frowned slightly and couldn't help but look outside the carriage.

Rough dirt road.

Rows of celebrities crowded the dirt road ahead.

The clothes are in rags, the face is sallow and the muscles are thin.

Except for Erwazi and a few guards who had to stay in the convoy, the rest of the guards had jumped off the carriage and started driving away the residents.

"This is my normal behavior."

Zhao Chongyuan gave a bitter smile, his eyes filled with sadness.

It was two hundred years since the founding of Daqian.

It is the longest-established dynasty among the surrounding countries except Dayu and Dali, and is far older than Nanchen and Beiliang in terms of age.

However, in the two hundred years since the founding of the country, the great cadres have already cultivated a group of extremely large bureaucracy and aristocratic families.

These people are the blood-sucking insects lying on the crumbling old tree in Dagan.

Coupled with the corruption of officials in the previous dynasty.

Even he, Zhao Chongyuan, wanted to reform, but he had little effect.

He has seen too many things that are both positive and negative.

"As long as His Majesty is here, everything will be fine."

Wang Lishi comforted him from the side.

"Humph, will it be okay?"

Zhao Chongyuan laughed at himself and shook his head helplessly.

If it was better, he wouldn't have to fight with those officials for twenty years.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the ranks of refugees in front.

Zhao Chongyuan looked intently.

I don't know when the black-hearted tour guide jumped off the carriage.

A big pot was picked up among the crowd.

It was steaming hot inside.

There were several accompanying big men nearby who kept taking out large bags of bags, steamed buns, woofou and other hungry things from the carriage and piled them on the ground.

The black-hearted tour guide waved a big iron spoon to cook the rice porridge in the pot, and shouted: "Those who have bowls will prepare their own bowls, and those who don't have bowls will come here to get them. Each person will have a bowl, plus two wowotou and a bag." , when you have the strength, go to Youzhou, His Highness the King of Yan welcomes you all at any time, I dare not say anything else when you get to Youzhou, you will have enough food."

While the black-hearted tour guide shouted, he personally scooped rice porridge from the big pot for the unnamed people who came in droves.

The already chaotic scene suddenly became even more chaotic.

One by one, the refugees rushed towards the black-hearted tour guide like crazy.

The black-hearted tour guide seemed to have expected this scene.

The burly men beside him took out iron maces directly from the car.

A bang!

Knocked on the ground.

"Those who wait in line will be able to eat, and those who want to cause trouble can come over."

The black-hearted tour guide looked at the crowd with a cold face.

Followed by several shouts.

The originally chaotic crowd suddenly became calm.

"Send someone over to help."
To be continued...