Chapter 47 Heading to Chongshan Pass

"I'll leave the family affairs to you. Wait until we settle down there, then you can go over there!"

In the main hall of the Yang family, Yang Zhengshan explained to Yang Mingcheng.

It's still unknown what will happen when we go to Chongshan Pass.

Yang Zhengshan can't take his whole family with him.

Except Yang Mingzhi and Yang Minghao, the rest of the Yang family will stay in Yangjia Village.

If Chongshan Pass can be settled, he will take everyone over at that time. If Chongshan Pass can't be settled, Yang Zhengshan will not stay in Chongshan Pass.

The road to Chongshan Pass needs to be trekked. The Yang family has no foundation there. The only person they can rely on is Zhou Lan, who they have only met twice. Yang Zhengshan doesn't know if he can hold Zhou Lan's thigh.

If they can hold on, the Yang family may be able to use the power to develop and grow, but if they can't, Yang Zhengshan thinks it's better to come back.

Although Yangjia Village is small, it is the root of their Yang family.

Before going to Chongshan Town, Yang Zhengshan had already thought of a way out.

"Don't worry, Dad. I will take good care of the family!" Yang Mingcheng said with a serious face.

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly and swept his eyes over the people in the room.

He didn't need to worry too much about other people.

But he had some other plans in mind for Lin Zhan.

"Lin Zhan!"

"Disciple is here!"

"After the clan school is built, you can go to the clan school to study!"

Lin Zhan's eyes lit up and asked, "Master, I~~"

Yang Zhengshan knew what he was going to ask, waved his hand and said, "You can't neglect martial arts when you are studying. As for the rest, you don't need to worry!"

Lin Zhan has lived in the Yang family for more than half a year. During this half year, the Yang family treated him as their own son, but he still felt a little uneasy and uneasy in his heart.

Being too smart is not a good thing, because smart people are particularly sensitive.

Lin Zhan is very smart, so he is very grateful for the Yang family's protection and upbringing, but it is this gratitude that makes him unable to regard the Yang family as his own home and unable to truly integrate into the Yang family. He is afraid that he will do something wrong and make Yang Zhengshan and the Yang family feel disgusted.

Therefore, he was very careful in everything he did during this period, hiding his edge and trying not to attract attention.

In comparison, Wang Yunqiao was much simpler. She was grateful to the Yang family, so she got up earlier than Yunxue and slept later than Yunxue, doing what she could and taking care of the children at home.

Although she seemed a little humble, she had been trying to integrate into this family.

Therefore, the Yang family liked Wang Yunqiao more and loved Wang Yunqiao more.

"Once a teacher, always a father! Remember this!" Yang Zhengshan looked at Lin Zhan with deep eyes.

Lin Zhan trembled all over, and a sudden moisture welled up in his eyes. He kowtowed and said, "Disciple thanks you for your kindness!"

"Get up!"

Yang Zhengshan reached out to help him up, and said to Yang Mingcheng, "In the future, you will teach Lin Zhan's martial arts, and you must not slack off."

Then, he explained some things.

He was nagging like an old father.

It made the family feel a little heavy.

Yang Zhengshan was also helpless, he was now an old father.

Old father!

Yang Zhengshan sighed.

It was okay for him to grow old, but his heart seemed to have grown old too.

No words were spoken all night.

The next morning.

At the entrance of Yangjia Village, Yang Zhengshan and twelve people bid farewell to the villagers.

It was three hundred miles to the mountains, and I didn't know when I would return.

Yang Zhengxiang led the clansmen to the official road.

"Everyone, please go back!"

Yang Zhengshan bowed to the clansmen behind him, jumped on the carriage, and signaled Yang Mingzhi to drive the horses forward.

Da Da Da~~

Three horses pulled the carriage and moved slowly along the official road.

Everyone followed, turning their heads and looking back from time to time.

Yang Zhengshan sat in the carriage, looking at the increasingly distant Yangjia Village and the familiar figures.

...

Anning County City Shili North Post Station.

A caravan of more than 30 carriages was waiting on the official road. A middle-aged man with a big beard at the back of the team kept looking at the official road behind.

About a quarter of an hour later, he saw a small caravan slowly approaching.

"Master Yang!"

Seeing the arrival, the middle-aged man hurried to greet him.

Yang Zhengshan jumped off the carriage, "Sorry, we are late!"

The middle-aged man in front of him was a manager of the Lu family, named Song An. The Lu family had a lot of business in Chongshan Pass, and often arranged caravans to travel between Anning County and Chongshan Pass.

This time when Yang Zhengshan went to Chongshan Pass, Mr. Lu specially invited them to travel with the caravan.

"Not late, not late!" Although Song An looked rough, he was a man with a clear mind. He could serve as the leader of the caravan because he was thorough in everything.

"It's just in time. It's time for us to set off!"

Yang Zhengshan looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "Let's set off!"

Song An waved his hand in front of the convoy, indicating that the convoy was about to set off. Then he said to Yang Zhengshan, "Sir Yang, we have a carriage over there. Why don't we take it?"

Yang Zhengshan looked ahead and saw three carriages.

There were thirteen people in their group and three horses, but none of them could be ridden. Instead, they had to pull carts.

After all, they were going to Chongshan Pass and needed to carry a lot of things, so Yang Zhengshan specially prepared three carts and let Hongyun's three horses pull them.

"Forget it. I'm a rough man. I can just take a cart!" Yang Zhengshan refused.

He seemed to see that there were women on the carriage, and as a grown man, there was no need for him to snatch the carriage from them.

"This~~" Song An hesitated.

Yang Zhengshan jumped on the carriage and said nonchalantly: "Manager Song, it's getting late, let's hurry up!"

"Okay then!" Seeing his firm attitude, Song An stopped persuading him.

The convoy moved forward on the official road like a long dragon, and Yang Zhengshan sat on the cart and chatted with Song An.

"Is it safe on this road?"

He had heard that the road in the north was not safe, and it was said that there were many mountain bandits and soldiers along the way, but he was not very clear about the specific situation.

"It's not safe, but we have a lot of people, and few people dare to provoke us!" Song An was also a talkative person, and Yang Zhengshan knew Mr. Lu, so he answered all of Yang Zhengshan's questions.

"Then you can make a lot of money on this trip!" Yang Zhengshan asked casually while looking at the caravan in front.

Song An said: "Alas, I can't make much. There are too many little devils along the way, so I can only make some hard-earned money!"

"Little devils?" Yang Zhengshan was surprised.

"Well, we have to pass through three counties along the way. Each county has to deal with the inspection department. And when we enter Chongshan Town, we will encounter more little devils, and many soldiers will come to beg for food!" Song An said helplessly.

The King of Hell is easy to deal with, but little devils are hard to deal with.

Merchants like them all have backgrounds. Under normal circumstances, the generals of the border towns will not target merchants. At most, they will collect some benefits, based on the principle of making money together.

But some unscrupulous soldiers don't have so many requirements. The caravans can't get through them, and they have no other oil and water to make, so they can only take the initiative to find the caravans to ask for money.

After a while, this kind of asking for money has become a routine.

Several camps near the official road have become a kind of toll station. Caravans passing along the way have to give them some benefits before they are willing to let them go.

If they don't give them benefits, they will make trouble.

They dare not kill or rob, but they can find a reason to search the caravan.

No matter how deep your background is, you have no reason to talk to these soldiers, because they don't listen to your nonsense.

I'm just a soldier, can you still knock me out?

It's better to knock me out, I'll go home to farm.

As for low-level officers, such as general flags and centurions, they will not show up. They only need to turn a blind eye to get the benefits.

"Then this trade route is not easy to go!" Yang Zhengshan looked at the caravan of more than 300 people and knew that Song An's words were a bit watery.

There are many little ghosts along the way, and there are many devils who need to be managed, but the caravan is still profitable, otherwise why do they run around so hard.

In Yang Zhengshan's eyes, Chongshan Town is a stable market area dominated by military consumption. The border soldiers and civilians have a great demand for goods, which makes a large number of caravans constantly travel between the border town and the interior.

Even though they just faced the threat of the Hu cavalry, they still did not give up, which shows how great the benefits are.

In addition, there is smuggling.

There is no trade on the northeastern border, and all transactions with foreigners are considered smuggling.

Yang Zhengshan does not think that there is no smuggling in Chongshan Pass, perhaps the Lu family is involved.

He looked at the endless convoy with deep eyes, then smiled and shook his head.

What does smuggling have to do with him?

He is just a garrison officer who has not yet taken office. Even if he takes office, it is estimated that no one will take him seriously.