Just as Song Beiyun expected, he arrived at Qiaoyun's hometown in three days.

Qiaoyun doesn’t have much memory of this place, but knows that this is her hometown.

However, people seem to have an instinct. After arriving here, Qiaoyun's mood became significantly lower and did not look like she used to be.

When Song Beiyun got out of the car, he saw rows of old houses, and the population did not look like a very small number.

"Where are we starting?" Song Beiyun looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him: "I have never been here before."

In fact, Song Beiyun didn’t know that this trip to find the so-called relative was just looking for a needle in a haystack. It was tantamount to finding someone from more than 20 years ago in this vast sea of ​​people. What’s more, after so many years of wars, famines, floods, and whether people can live is a huge question mark. Maybe Qiaoyun’s parents and relatives are not as old as hers.

"Old rule, find a place to stay first."

Song Beiyun searched around him, but in the end he was unable to find a suitable place to stay. There was no competent hotel in this place, only some places similar to B&Bs.

These B&Bs are different from the folk customs that Song Beiyun understood. The environment is just for passing merchants. The environment is so harsh that even girls from the ranks like Qiaoyun will frown at a glance.

"It seems like I have to rent a house."

"Um."

Qiaoyun is now the concubine of a wealthy family. She is very different from the woman who was once a turbulent and gangster. Naturally, she cannot let Song Beiyun, the court husband live in some places where there are many bad things, so now the one who is picky is not Song Beiyun but Qiaoyun.

It is actually not difficult to rent a house. However, Song Beiyun, who loves cleanliness, can't stand the environment where he has to be careful of being bitten by fleas when he is lying in the house. They have been picking until it is almost dark and they have fallen in love with a house.

The owner of the house is a local rich family, but the family moved to Haizhou a few days ago. Because the development level of Haizhou is now quite high, Haizhou Port is the third largest port in the world except Guangzhou Port and Hangzhou Port. The prosperity brought by sea transportation has made Haizhou different from the past, and the migration policy between the Song and Liao dynasties is quite relaxed, so it is normal for rich families from all over the country to run to big cities.

The person in charge of contacting Song Beiyun was a relative of the rich family. He originally said that he only sold it but not rent it. After a long period of hard work, Song Beiyun finally made his beauty show that his arrogant aunt promised them to rent it for a month.

Although this aunt was so stingy, she didn't take any action. She first ordered someone to clean the house overnight and then gave Song Beiyun a clean unused bedding. Although it all costs money, this is indeed very satisfying.

The house was empty, but at least there was a place to live in. Song Beiyun sat in front of the empty hall and used an iron tong to fiddle with the charcoal stove. Qiaoyun burned water but no tea, so she could only bring a bowl of hot water to Song Beiyun: "I'm sorry for you, let you accompany me to this countryside."

Song Beiyun didn't even look up: "What's the matter? I came from the countryside. This place is always more lively than Xiaolian Village."

Qiaoyun didn't respond, but she knew that the conditions here were really not good. No matter what angle it was, Song Beiyun actually had no reason to accompany him to such a place. He was the husband in the court and was a minister of the border, but now he is here...

"Sister Qiaoyun, don't be too busy with guilt. If I really get busy, I will definitely not be able to get out. Isn't this a transition period?"

Song Beiyun's explanation obviously could not bring peace to Qiaoyun. She still felt that she had dragged Song Beiyun down. Otherwise, it would be unnecessary to explain when it came to such an event. After taking a shower and having fun, there would be nothing nonsense.

The next day, we have to go through a serious family search journey, but the same thing is still the case. Investigating a person and a matter twenty years ago is no less difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Although Song Beiyun checked the corresponding county annals through the county magistrate, the county annals only recorded a famine that year, but there was no details.

"Sister Qiaoyun, do you have any tokens or something?"

Qiaoyun quickly took out a copper lock for a child from his arms, and the word "Long Life" was engraved with the words "Long Life" from his arms.

From the perspective of workmanship, this is definitely not a rich man's jewelry. It should be the last thought left by Qiao Yun's parents who were not wealthy.

"Since this is the only token, we have to start with this thing."

The two of them sat in the tea shop on the side of the road, looking at the endless stream of passing merchants, Song Beiyun was also a little worried now.

Yesterday he asked Qiaoyun why he suddenly wanted to find a relative, but Qiaoyun's answer made him laugh and cry, but he was just worried that his future child would not know his hometown, so he called him a wild breeder.

Isn't this a joke? So sometimes I really can't understand a woman's brain circuit, but since she has this concern, Song Beiyun will accompany her, and there is no big problem.

"Let's go to the county to inquire later."

Although Song Beiyun could have his subordinates deal with these things, this damn sense of ritual is still necessary. After all, this matter is nothing to him, but for Qiaoyun it seems to be the top priority in life.

However, as for Song Beiyun, he must not be able to run around in his true identity. He is not just a celebrity now. If he runs around, something will happen. So this time he is a pseudonym Song Dacheng, and he came here just to find relatives.

"Sister Qiaoyun, do you think there is anything strange in this county?"

After some investigation, Song Beiyun suddenly asked Qiaoyun with a smile, and out of his professional sensitivity, he could see the uniqueness of this county at a glance. First, there is a county government here but nominal magistrate. Although it is a complete county town, the county's legal affairs, public security, etc. are nominally managed by the next county. Second, there is no inn here. It would be fine if it was a remote small county, but this is a major road connecting Jiangsu and Zhejiang to Beijing and Tianjin. Business people are in constant streams every day, but most of them choose to stay elsewhere because there is no inn.

The third thing that Song Beiyun thought was the most strange thing, that is, this county town is like a separatist state. Several large households in the county control everything in the county like local emperors, from small arrivals to large disaster relief and relief, they are all controlled by these large households.

These big families also belong to clan families and are relatives to each other.
Chapter completed!