Cheng Xi never expected that someone would pry open the window today because he was too kind.
"So the three men in black are servants of the Zhang family in Liuzhou. They were ordered by their master to knock Yu Heting and her husband unconscious and sell them tonight. Is it because we helped the Yu brothers during the day?"
Who dares to believe that after finally showing kindness, he attracted a thief?
Sure enough, this person cannot do good things easily and is easily missed by villains.
Wang Shu added aloud, "They are brothers from the Yu family, plus the young master, his wife, and the young lady."
"It will cost a lot of money, right? Did you say where it was sold to, Ren Yazi?"
"The men are sold to Wuzhen Qingfeng Pavilion, and the women are sold to Zuifeng Pavilion."
"...Young Master Zhang has a good idea. In a small place like Wuzhen, there really is no shortage of anything, right?"
Cheng Xi was alerted that the person beside him was releasing cold air, and silently took a step back.
Wang Shu also subconsciously looked at the male master, "Sir, what are your orders?"
"Madam is right, it's a good idea."
There was a chill in Chen Xingluo's tone, "In that case, it's better to help them. Find the place where those people are staying, destroy the letters of recommendation from the state capital, and just use the road to guide them."
In the Great Yan Dynasty, Luyin was used to prove identity. If you sold yourself, you also needed to use Luyin to register. As students from various prefectures who come to Beijing to take the exam, they also need a letter of recommendation from the local court.
It's said to be a letter of recommendation, but it's actually a document that contains basic information about the student's admission to the school.
Wang Shu was stunned and said yes, and soon disappeared into the night with Su Zhan who was returning.
Chen Xingluo turned around and took her hand.
"Expose yourself more deeply, come back."
"If you do this, then I won't be sleepy anymore!"
Cheng Xi's eyes burned, "Unfortunately, if you want to watch the show, you have to wait until tomorrow."
Without a letter of recommendation, who would believe that they are candidates for the exam in Beijing? Those arrogant and domineering people in this bad day will definitely suffer!
"Everything is fine. Madam, if you want to see the excitement, why not stay in Wuzhen for one more day?"
"Ok, deal!"
The inn was quiet late at night, and no one except a few members of the Shen family noticed the difference.
However, when the sun rose in the morning, Yu Heting woke up and felt a little pain in his back muscles, as if he was tired after working in the fields for several days in spring.
"Strange...could it be because we had such a long journey yesterday?"
The young man didn't think much. He lowered his head and saw that his younger brother was sleeping peacefully, so he dressed lightly. After a while, he returned to the room with two breakfasts.
At the Qingfeng Pavilion a few blocks away from the inn, Zhang Zhiyuan and the four of them slowly woke up.
"Hiss--it hurts!"
"What's going on? Zhang Zhiyuan, why are you here?"
"Wait, where is this? Why am I lying on the ground? This is not my room!"
The four of them shook their heads and woke up for a while, only to realize that they were not at the inn where they stayed yesterday. Instead, they were lying on the cold floor in obscene clothes, with a pile of waste wood next to them.
loser?
They are familiar with this stuff!
"How come this place...is so similar to my woodshed?"
"What resemblance? Absolutely!"
"Why did we end up in the woodshed of the inn? What villain dares to attack the young master!"
There was a "bang" sound from the door, and the woodshed was opened from the outside. A tall man wearing a servant's clothes walked in majestically, with a long gray python-patterned whip on his waist that was particularly conspicuous.
"Hey, everyone is awake?"
"Who are you? Where is the innkeeper of your inn? Tell him to come out!"
"Inn? What inn?"
The visitor put his hands on his thick waist and said, "This is the Qingfeng Pavilion!"
Qingfeng Pavilion, this name is too familiar to Zhang Zhiyuan. After all, he ordered his servant to sell people here yesterday, but... why is he in Qingfeng Pavilion? Where is Yu Heting, that nosy scholar?
The other three were stunned when they heard this, and then all looked at him.
"Zhiyuan, what's going on? Why are we here? We're still wearing obscene clothes!"
"Yes, yes, how do your few skilled servants do things? They can't handle such a small thing!"
"Snapped--"
The whip whipped to one side and made a sound, interrupting several people's questioning, and the person coming snorted.
"I don't care if you were a book boy from a wealthy family in Liuzhou before. In short, the people who are sold to my Qingfeng Pavilion today are here, so stay with me!"
"What?!"
On the second floor of the inn, Cheng Xi turned over and exposed his face from the thin quilt, and saw that the sun had risen outside.
"When is it?"
"Chen hour and three quarters."
Chen Xingluo was leaning on the bed at this time. When he saw this, he put the book aside, "Su Zhan has already gone to Qingfeng Pavilion. I believe he will bring back news soon. Let's eat first?"
"OK."
You don’t have to watch the play in person, it’s okay to have someone else tell it to you. Cheng Xi said she doesn’t choose.
Shen Xingqi had already prepared breakfast with Wang Shu, and they were eating in the lobby while looking at the passers-by in Wuzhen.
This is the only place you must pass when entering Beijing.
Most of the people who come to stay in the inn are scholars rushing to take exams, and some meet up in groups of two or three. Even those who travel alone will bring their book boys with them, so the conversation among the few people sitting in the lobby cannot avoid scientific examination books.
Some people talked eloquently, and some people detailed the famous talents at present. The students next to them interjected, and the few groups soon became sympathetic to each other.
"It is said that men of letters despise each other, but it seems that this is not necessarily the case now."
"Has Madam forgotten what happened last night?"
"..." I have such a good memory.
"Last night? What happened last night?"
Shen Xingqi asked curiously. Cheng Xi thought that her little girl was already an adult, so she finally narrated the matter briefly.
"It's too much!"
The little girl's cheeks bulged with anger, and her black eyes were filled with anger, "Brother has done the right thing, so he should take care of them!"
Cheng Xi: "..."
The second half of the sentence was something she didn't expect.
Never thought there was a hidden black sesame filling at home?
But this is fine, the little girl is not bound by the current rules and can live her own life in the future.
"Xingqi is right, they should be rectified, otherwise they will not be able to go to heaven!"
"Sister-in-law is right, and brother is right too."
The little girl spoke righteously, "Thank you Su Zhan and Sister Wangshu for your hard work."
Wangshu was silent for a moment, his lips moved but in the end he didn't say the words "Thank you, Miss, for the compliment."
During breakfast, Su Zhan, who had gone out to inquire about news, came back and explained the current situation of Young Master Zhang in a few words, so concisely that he did not look like a scholar who had achieved fame and fame.
"Although Zhang Zhiyuan and others have nothing but Lu Yin, there is still a big difference between scholars and ordinary people. So will the boss of Qingfeng Pavilion really not doubt their identity?"
"When my subordinates sent the people there yesterday, they told the boss that Zhang Zhiyuan and the others were bookboys sold by a wealthy family in Liuzhou."
