What a lucky world!

Chapter 90 Even though there are thousands of people, I will go

Cars rattled and horses rustled.

The convoy of Yuanwei Escort Agency left Wan'an County, took the official road, and headed eastward towards the provincial capital Yongning City.

"Is this your first time escorting a caravan?" Looking at Zhang Mu sitting upright and on guard at all times, Song Haowen put down the book in his hand and asked with a smile.

Zhang Mu nodded.

"Don't be so nervous." Song Haowen patted Zhang Mu's thigh and said, "We have just left the county. If there are any bad guys now, the county will be able to support us."

"If we really want to do it, it will be a day or two later, when we are in a place with no village or shop to go to."

Zhang Mu felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, but his body did relax a little.

"Have you been to the provincial capital?" Song Haowen continued to ask in a gentle tone.

Zhang Mu shook his head: "Don't worry if you laugh at me. I went up the mountain a few days ago and killed a fox demon. That's the farthest I've ever gone."

Well, the farthest place should be Qianyuan Wuzhai, but it is a bandit stronghold in the Dayun Dynasty after all, so I won’t tell you about it.

"What a joke." Song Haowen waved his hand. "When I was your age, I was still in that small school. I only knew the meaning of the classics in the books, but I didn't know the arrival of spring or the passing of autumn."

"Sometimes I envy you warriors, full of ambition, possessing unique skills, riding horses and wielding swords, roaming freely in the martial arts world."

Zhang Mu smiled when he heard this and said, "Mr. Song, your words are biased."

"At least I heard from Escort Captain Song that he has spent half his life wandering around in Yongning Prefecture. He's not as carefree as you say."

Song Haowen waved his hand and said, "Everyone has their roots. Now that he has found his roots, he won't go far."

Zhang Mu immediately thought of the scene where Song Yuanqing and the child were kneeling together listening to his wife's lecture, and he couldn't help but smile.

"But having roots is also a blessing," Song Haowen continued. "With roots, flowers and fruits can bloom. With roots, fallen leaves have a place to return to."

Zhang Mu didn't have such feelings, he just nodded.

Seeing Zhang Mu's expression, Song Haowen said with a smile, "Young men are like steeds, galloping towards the distance. You naturally don't understand these things."

Zhang Mu wanted to tease him and said, "Mr. Song, is this trip like a strenuous effort by an old horse?"

Just as Song Haowen was about to answer, the carriage suddenly stopped. Zhang Mu was quick-witted and grabbed Song Haowen, who was about to rush out, and stood in front of Song Haowen vigilantly.

After waiting for a while, there were three long and two short knocks on the car door outside, indicating that everything was fine. Zhang Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to ensure Song Haowen's safety, the windows of the carriage were also sealed. Zhang Mu and Song Haowen had no idea what was happening outside.

Song Haowen winked at Zhang Mu, who understood. He walked to the car door, knocked, and asked, "Second Brother Ma, what happened just now?"

Second Brother Ma, whose full name is Malfoy, is a third-grade Tongmai realm escort and also the driver of this carriage.

"It's okay. There are two groups of disaster victims fighting up ahead."

"Captain Song was worried that there might be someone in disguise, so he stopped moving."

"The path has been cleared now."

Zhang Mu turned around and saw Song Haowen with a serious look on his face. He was about to step forward to comfort him but was interrupted by Song Haowen.

"Ask the victims why they are fighting on the official road?"

Although Zhang Mu was confused and didn't understand what this had to do with them, he still asked. Malfoy was obviously confused too and waited for a while before answering, "I asked. Just now, a nobleman passing by wanted to buy a few maids to take back. The victims all wanted to sell their daughters, and as a result, they started fighting."

Song Haowen heard the answer without Zhang Mu repeating it. He only snorted coldly, his voice sad: "Fighting over selling your daughter?"

"Sliding the world's great joke!"

Seeing Song Haowen's indignant expression, Zhang Mu didn't know how to appease him. He could only sigh and say the same thing he had accepted before: "The world is like this, sir, you should..."

Song Haowen's eyes suddenly became sharp. He slapped the small table on the carriage and said, "Bullshit!"

"Worldly Way?"

"What kind of world is this?"

"How can there be such a world?"

Zhang Mu was stunned and looked at Song Haowen.

Are you an old man of the donkey sign? Why are you angry with me?
I just managed to suppress this anger in my heart!
Zhang Mu was filled with anger. He looked at Song Haowen and said, "Mr. Song, I don't know what to say."

"Do you think it's pitiful for those disaster victims to stop by the road and sell their daughters, or even argue about it?"

"At least the daughter who was sold can survive!"

"Yesterday, a friend I recently made died because he killed someone. He killed several evil people who raped his wife and killed his entire family. His wife just got pregnant. The last time we met, he was still looking forward to becoming a father..."

"Originally, they had no connection, because those evil people were victims of disasters outside the city. They would never appear in the city!"

"Oh, you don't know yet, do you?"

"Mr. Shi is dead too."

"Hang himself."

"Because his son went out of town to hunt in order to buy food, and was killed by a monster." "Do you know what his last words were?"

"I don't want to be reborn in this world!"

"I feel bad, I don't understand, and I'm angry."

"But everyone told me that this is the way the world is!"

"You ask me how there can be such a world!"

"how could I know?"

"I want to ask someone!"

"But this is a demonic disaster. Everyone says this is the way of the world!"

Song Haowen listened to Zhang Mu's questioning, a look of shock appeared on his face, and his lips trembled slightly as he asked, "Yan Sheng... is gone?"

"Yes." Zhang Mu nodded, "I'll take care of the funeral."

"Thank you very much." Song Haowen bowed, "I lost my composure just now. I apologize."

Seeing Song Haowen's attitude, Zhang Mu was about to say something soft, but Song Haowen changed the subject and said, "But, Brother Mu, you have to know that the world shouldn't be like this!"

“Natural disasters can never defeat anyone.”

"The only thing that can destroy a person is the person himself."

"Compared to natural disasters, man-made disasters are far more serious!"

Zhang Mu was shocked and looked at Song Haowen, "Sir, do you mean..."

"Is this demonic disaster a man-made disaster?"

Song Haowen did not answer, but looked directly into Zhang Mu's eyes. After a moment, he said, "Do you really want to know the truth?"

Zhang Mu was stunned and instantly understood what Song Haowen meant.

There are some words that cannot be heard; there are some things that cannot be known.

Reason told Zhang Mu to just ignore the topic at this point, but images flashed through his mind: Zhou Yuanguang crying silently in the prison van, Shi Yansheng's body hanging from the beam, the disaster victims who collapsed while walking, and the parents who opened their children's mouths to show the buyers their teeth...

Escape?
Who knows if one day I won’t become one of the pictures?

He still has to go back to Wan'an County.

Knowing is better than being kept in the dark.

Zhang Mu took a deep breath and nodded to Song Haowen: "Mr. Song, please go ahead and talk. I'm all ears."

Song Haowen's eyes flashed with satisfaction and admiration at Zhang Mu's reaction, and he said, "Today's matter begins with the method of losing silver..."

……

At noon, Song Yuanqing stopped and asked the escorts to start cooking.

Inside the carriage, after listening to Song Haowen's story, Zhang Mu let out a long sigh, but an unknown fire ignited in his heart.

"So... the culprit behind all this is Zhou Yangyou, the official in charge of our Wan'an, right?" Zhang Mu asked.

Song Haowen shook his head: "At most, he is just a manipulator. The one who really controls all this is his family behind the scenes!"

Zhang Mu frowned and said, "So you went to the capital this time because of this matter?"

Song Haowen nodded: "This matter is of great importance, and there is no direct evidence. Just a few letters will not be of much use."

"This demonic disaster isn't limited to Wan'an alone, it's affecting four other counties as well. It's impossible to say there's no accomplice within the capital."

"That's why I'm going to the capital to continue investigating this matter and try to get solid evidence!"

Zhang Mu thought for a moment, looked at Song Haowen with some concern, and said, "Sir, are you alone? It's too dangerous."

"You also said that the Zhou family is one of the Five Clans and Seven Noble Clans. Even the branch family that Zhou Yangyou belongs to is a first-class force."

"Once the news leaks out, they will definitely take action against you!"

In reality, Zhang Mu was saying, "You're just a county magistrate after all. Since you know the truth, just leave it to someone willing to investigate. Why take the risk yourself?"

He just doesn't believe that the Zhou family has no enemies?
But after Zhang Mu expressed his thoughts, Song Haowen shook his head and said, "I said before that I was trapped in a private school, studying the classics so hard that I didn't know when spring came and autumn went."

"But I do know one thing."

"Today I will share with you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mu immediately sat up straight and said, "Please give me some advice, sir."

Song Haowen smiled faintly and said -

“Where the Tao is, even if there are thousands of people around, I will go there!”

(End of this chapter)