Han Changmu looked indifferent, raised his lips noncommittally, and suddenly said: "Is the warehouse door open?"
Yao Yao was stunned: "No, it pressed the big lock."
Han Changmu frowned: "You pressed the big lock, how did you get in?"
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows proudly: "Give me a needle and I can open a dozen locks in one go."
"Oh." Han Changmu trailed off and smiled seriously: "So in the end, you broke the lock yourself and sent yourself in to seek death."
Yao Yao was so angry that he fell down.
What a serious look, she could clearly see the mocking curve in the corners of his raised lips.
Han Changmu continued to smile with curved lips, and said lightly: "Did you smell anything different in the warehouse?"
Yao Yao raised his eyelids.
Who just teased her about picking the lock and committing suicide?
She only dared to curse secretly, but she didn't dare not answer. She thought for a while and whispered: "It smells very strange, like medicinal herbs and tea leaves mixed together."
Han Changmu was silent for a long time. He couldn't imagine what it would taste like when these two things were mixed together, but he had already guessed how they were mixed together.
Tomorrow, there should be no need to go to that small courtyard again.
Perhaps it was because of a thief at night. As soon as dawn broke, Li Yushan ordered the escorts to prepare their travel equipment and set off one day in advance.
When he got the news, Yao Yao had just gotten up, paused slightly with his hands tying his hair, and looked at Han Changmu.
If we set off early, we won’t have the chance to go to that small courtyard.
Han Changmu was eating his breakfast slowly and was not surprised at all when he heard the news.
Li Yushan knew very well that he was not afraid of thieves, but that he was worried about them.
I thought it was the safest place, but there was a thief there. If I didn't run away quickly, what were I waiting for?
He raised his eyes and looked at Yao Yao.
However, did Li Yushan think that everything would be fine if he ran away? He was too naive. He probably never thought in his dreams that the thief would be around and he would be hard to guard against.
Today's morning meal was mutton soup cakes. After eating them hot, I spent the whole night on the floor, and my back and waist, which were sore from the hard floor, began to feel better.
Han Changmu ate very happily and comfortably.
He narrowed his eyes in comfort and said calmly: "You should also eat quickly. You should carefully count the things you use on the way, so as not to leave things behind in a hurry."
When Yao Yao thought about the destination of this trip, his mouth felt bitter.
It was a road that became more and more remote, and the most indispensable thing was places where even money could not buy anything.
Although she was poor, she felt a little worried when she thought that she had nowhere to buy anything.
It's one thing to have no money to buy it, but it's another thing to have nowhere to buy it.
I can't think about it, I feel suffocated just thinking about it.
She opened her mouth and said, "You have to leave." The words about returning to the capital swirled around her lips, and she blurted out something else: "Master, if we leave today, we won't have time to explore that small courtyard." ."
The hot mutton soup lingered in his mouth for a moment, with the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth. Han Changmu clicked his tongue and said, "Don't worry, I probably know what is in that box."
Yao Yao was stunned. Seeing Han Changmu's calm expression, she blinked.
He seemed to have said that the Zhou family's business was so big that they even secretly sold goods that were banned by the imperial court.
What kind of food has such a strong smell that it needs to be covered up with tea leaves? It must be medicinal materials.
This dynasty's control over medicinal materials is not that strict, and most medicinal materials are not worthy of the Zhou family smuggling them with their heads in their belts.
As for the banned medicinal materials, people are more valuable than money. Who has a grudge against money?
Yao Yao's eyebrows were furrowed. Wine was used in the preparation of many medicinal materials. She was silent and subconsciously moved her fingers, pinching them back and forth.
Her eyebrows suddenly jumped. The banned medicinal materials shipped to the Western Region must be the most needed medicinal materials in the Western Region.
The most needed medicinal material in the Western Regions, and the medicinal material that the imperial court also banned from being shipped to the Western Regions, is rhubarb! ! !
An idea flashed in her mind, she patted her thigh hard, and suddenly said in a low voice: "It's rhubarb, and those brick-like objects are tea bricks. Make the tea bricks hollow, stuff the rhubarb inside, and seal the mouth. It's okay." Use the smell of tea to cover up the smell of rhubarb, and no one will notice."
Who is so talented and comes up with such a cunning method?
Han Changmu smiled, showing the approval in his heart for the first time, concentrating on the corners of his eyes and brows.
He smiled: "Yes, it's Rhubarb. Caravans smuggling Rhubarb into the Western Regions have been banned many times. I heard about it when I was on the Jiannan Road. I didn't expect that when I returned to the Western Regions for the first time, I ran into these people who ransacked homes for money. The serious crime of exterminating a family will not be taken into account."
Yao Yao smiled.
One tael of rhubarb and one tael of gold, who can resist such temptation.
From a probabilistic perspective, the probability of being caught is only 50% if you commit a vote. However, after this vote is completed, you will be 100% sure of winning for the rest of your life.
Calculated this way, the risk is still worth taking. After all, dying of poverty or being caught and beaten to death will have the same outcome.
She raised her eyes and looked at Han Changmu.
A man from a wealthy family like him would not understand the pain of dying in poverty.
Wait, is he really a rich man? Wouldn't he go crazy because of poverty and sell her on the road?
Yao Yao suddenly thought of something. From the beginning to the end, her understanding of Han Changmu was limited to one name and one position, and she knew nothing else.
Her eyes gradually deepened as she looked at Han Changmu, with a hint of scrutiny.
Han Changmu had finished the morning meal, rinsed his mouth, met Yao Yao's gaze, calmly and calmly said with an expressionless face: "You are worthless if sold. At most, you can't walk anymore. I'll leave you in the middle." Save food on the road."
Yao Yao's scalp was numb and he looked at Han Changmu in horror.
Is this person a monster? How can I tell what she is thinking?
Han Changmu pointed at Yao Yao's face and said with a smile: "It's written all over his face, won't you betray me?"
Yao Yao suddenly blushed, turned around and went back to his room to pack his bags, pretending and cursing at the same time.
The door to the room, which was ajar, was suddenly pushed open, and a tentative whisper came from the room: "Well, Ah Yao, are you going to leave?"
Yao Yao turned around and saw Bao Cheng leaning at the door with his eyebrows furrowed. Wait a moment, she saw something on his dark face, she saw melancholy! ! !
She was stunned for a moment, nodded, and for the first time she looked kindly to the melancholy black-faced young man: "Yes, I'll leave after lunch."
Bao Cheng's eyes shone and he asked eagerly: "Well, can I go with you?"
Yao Yao pursed his lips: "Well, that's not a good idea. We are going with the escort team. If you want to join us, you have to ask Mr. Li what he wants."
Bao Cheng moved his lips, the small flame of excitement in his eyes extinguished, his eyes dimmed, he said nothing, turned around and walked away slowly.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Yao Yao felt that Bao Cheng's back was a bit lonely and decadent.
She blinked. Was she dazzled?
After lunch, the cavalry team's goods were waiting at the entrance of Yunlai Inn. In addition to the original dozen escorts and Li Yushan, there were two more strangers in the escort team.
An old man in his sixties, with frosty hair, and a shiny dry pipe on his waist.
A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, honest and green, put his hands in his sleeves, lowered his head, and kicked the yellow weeds with his toes.
Li Yushan introduced to Han Changmu: "This old man Liu is the best guide on the Western Regions. He has been walking this road for more than 40 years. He is very safe."
Han Changmu bowed and nodded.
Li Yushan looked at the young man, with some unbearable eyes, and lowered his voice: "The child's father is an old friend of Brother Liu. He died on the Western Region trade route last year, leaving orphans and widows. It was pitiful for him to send the child away. , to subsidize the family.”
Yao Yao looked at the child and couldn't help but sigh.
In the capital, a young man of this age from an aristocratic family would be asking for money from his parents, so he would go out to support his family. Hehe, let's go out and take a look at the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion.
Han Changmu turned to look at the young man and nodded lightly.
Li Yushan ordered the bodyguards to check the goods and luggage again, then got on his horse and led the way: "Let's set off."
The escort had just taken a few steps when a little beggar came out from the side. His face was so gray that he could not see his features. He immediately lay down on the ground, stopped the escort, and said two words neatly: "Want money."
Everyone was shocked, reined in their horses and stood up, looking at each other in shock.
The most shocked person was Yao Yao. She almost fell off the horse with her mouth half open. She tightened her grip on the reins before she could sit firmly.
Is this kind of co-authorship a common practice throughout the ages?
In Mr. Jin’s martial arts novels, there is no mention that the beggar gang also engages in the business of touching porcelain.
The children of the Beggar Clan are all over the world, and they have many eyes and ears. Even in the Xingjiao Clan, there are many members of the Beggar Clan.
The caravan will never offend the beggar gang easily.
Li Yushan did not dismount, and his face was gloomy and ugly. However, this kind of thing is common on the escort road. Because of this kind of thing, conflicts would arise, and a wise man would not do it. He waved to the escort behind him.
One of the bodyguards got off his horse and handed the little beggar a bag of loose silver.
The little beggar opened it and sneered in disgust: "You're just sending a beggar away for such a small amount."
Yao Yao burst into laughter.
Han Changmu turned around and glared at her.
Yao Yao curled his lips and turned to look behind him, only to see Bao Cheng leaning against the door of the inn, a little sad and anxious.
Her mind wandered for a moment, and she looked a bit familiar with such a sad expression.
Where had she seen it? She thought hard, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind.
Yes, she had seen the same sadness and anxiety in herself when she first came here.
She felt a chill in her heart and looked again, but Bao Cheng was nowhere to be seen.
The little beggar who stood in front of the escort also gave way after begging for enough scraps of silver.
The escort team followed and the formation was very interesting. The leader was not the escort leader Li Yushan, but two short bodyguards who looked quite agile walking side by side, followed by the escort leader Li Yushan.
