Yin Ding also let out a long sigh, arched his eyebrows, and smiled particularly comfortably: "Isn't that right? I stare at it every day, and I don't feel tired."
Han Changyun turned his head and asked Yin Ding: "How many waves of people are staring at us along the way? Can we tell who they are from the numbers on the road?"
Yin Ding lowered his eyes, clasped his fingers and said: "Master Qi is very popular. After coming out of Yizhou, there were always seven or eight groups of people following Master Qi. There was a wave that looked like the Forbidden Army. For example, one group of people from Yunwei Academy are from King Qin, and today’s group is from our Han family army, and the rest, I’m sorry for my poor eyesight, can’t tell.”
Han Changyun closed his eyes and looked sad: "How will we live from now on?" He beat the bed hard and howled with only thunder but no rain: "Young master, I am sending it to your door to be taken care of."
Yin Dingsheng's slender eyebrows and slender eyes, and his shiny forehead could almost make out a human figure. He burst out laughing, his smiling eyebrows crooked: "Isn't there a heir apparent in Jingli? He won't let others bully the Seventh Master. Go."
"Don't mention that piece of wood to me, sir," Han Changyun frowned coldly, rolled his eyelids, and wailed in despair: "I can't sleep if I mention him!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Bao brought the soothing soup over and said softly: "Master Qi, if you can't sleep, drink some soothing soup. It will help you sleep more peacefully."
Han Changyun pushed Yuan Bao's hand away with a sad face, pointed at the dark circles under his eyes, and said with disgust: "Young master, I have become like this bear, do you still need the soothing soup? I can only use it on the pillow." ."
Yin Ding helped Han Changyun lie down with a smile, and suddenly whispered: "Master Qi, that girl Chen Ayuan just went to the kitchen to get the evening food, so she can inquire with the cook. I wish I could dig out all the eighteen generations of your ancestors and ask them." Just ask."
Han Changyun rested his arms on his head and let out a surprised sigh: "Really? If you are so capable, what can you find out?"
Yin Ding shook his head and smiled mysteriously: "How could we not find out? We didn't hide anything from them on purpose. She found out that Mr. Qi, you are a merchant from the southwest, and this time you came to Beijing to do business in Hualou Building. After inquiring, , but it shocked her."
Han Changyun stared at the top of the tent embroidered with dark patterns of flowing clouds, and smiled thoughtfully: "It seems that he is a cautious person. He acts so cautiously. I guess his true identity is not as simple as what is written in the household registration document. The purpose of going to Beijing , and it may not be as simple as they say.”
Yin Ding asked: "Then Master Qi, do you want someone to keep an eye on them?"
"There's no need to keep an eye on them. If they are really capable, how can they still be hacked until they are covered in blood?" Han Changyun turned his head, stared at the dancing candlelight, and said thoughtfully: "How many body parts will I give them tomorrow?" The clothes are the same as those of other girls, the ugly ones should be covered with veils so as not to scare others."
Yin Ding smiled and said yes.
Yuan Bao put out a few lamps and candles, turned around and asked, "Master Qi, let's set off early tomorrow morning. Do we need to rest one night in Liangzhou City?"
Han Changyun laughed without hesitation: "Have a rest, of course you have to rest. I heard that there are many flower houses in Liangzhou city and the flower girls are beautiful. No matter what, I have to rest for two days and take a good stroll."
Yuan Bao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Seventh Master, even before you take office as the general of the sixth rank, the accusations against you for your extravagance and absurdity are already flying all over the sky. When you enter the capital like this, you are not allowed to leave the front of the Taiji Palace.
The gold bricks on my head are all broken. "
"Young master, am I being extravagant and ridiculous? It's obviously a real celebrity." Han Changyun smiled nonchalantly and said: "When I was in Yizhou, I didn't kneel very often in the ancestral hall. What's there to be afraid of when kneeling on the golden brick floor? of."
There was nothing to say all night, but the next day dawned, with clouds lingering in the clear blue sky. It was a wonderful spring day.
There was a rush of people in Lizhou Pavilion. Near noon, Han Changyun and his entourage formed a long queue and slowly walked out of the north gate of Lizhou City. Facing the rising sun, they headed towards Liangzhou City. OK.
On the official road from Chang'an to Liangzhou City, a man and a horse rushed away. Far behind, a man and a horse were chasing after him, shouting wildly as they chased: "Ah Yao, Ah Yao, you damn naughty girl." Son, wait for me, why are you running so fast??"
The shouts were mixed with warm wind and dust, and were sent far away.
Yao Yao stood in front of her, reining in her horse. In order to facilitate her errands, she specially dressed up as a man. She was dressed in a dark green Hufu, and her long hair was tightly tied on top of her head with a hairband of the same color. From the back, she looked like a cheerful young man.
She turned around and laughed sarcastically loudly: "Bao, you are the one who came with me. You have to rely on your ability to keep up. If you can't keep up, go back as soon as possible."
After saying that, she clamped the horse's belly, swung the whip hard, and the two cracks of the whip went straight into the sky. Yao Yao rushed into the depths of the official road in a blink of an eye.
Bao Cheng had a wry smile on his face, whipping his horsewhip wildly in pursuit, but he could only watch as Yao Yao in front gradually turned into a small black dot.
This official road is usually busy with traffic, and caravans all come and go in a hurry. Seeing the two people and two horses running away in front of them, they all looked sideways and were surprised.
The horse racing turned into a gust of wind, and almost knocked people to the ground. Such arrogant and domineering behavior can only be done by the slaves of wealthy families who have high standards.
Seeing and thinking like this, these people showed disdain on their faces and watched the two of them go away with disdain.
The sun was shining brightly. After galloping for a long time, some people were tired and the horses were tired. Yao Yao was very thirsty. She straightened up on the horse and looked far into the distance. She saw the tea shed shaded by the huge banyan tree. .
The official road from Chang'an to Liangzhou City has always been busy, feeding the villagers in many villages and towns along the way. People live along the road. All kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables, tea and snacks are continuously sent to the official road for sale. There are also rows of tea sheds along the way. , one next to the other.
As there were more tea sheds, the competition became fiercer. Each tea shed tried their best to make this official road more lively and prosperous.
But today's situation was a bit strange. Yao Yao found that nine out of ten tea sheds along the way were empty, with no tea brewed and no one drinking tea.
Yao Yao stood in the shade of the tree and saw the tea shed in the distance, with smoke rising faintly.
She swallowed twice and urged her horse to move forward quickly.
The location of the tea shed was not very good. It was located forty miles deep into the official road. There were not many people there at ordinary times. Although it had been in business for more than ten years, it was still half-dead.
Yao Yao rushed closer and saw smoke escaping from the roof of the thatched roof and spreading in the air.
A few arm-thick dark yellow mottled bamboo poles propped up the rickety shed.
Four banyan trees were planted beside the road, and the huge tree crowns formed a piece.
The dense green leaves blocked the hot sunlight that was shining down, and cast a huge shade, which just covered the three broken dining tables and benches.
Yao Yao had been to this tea shed two years ago. Looking at it now, he saw that nothing about these shabby guys had changed at all in the past two years.
Although it was a bit shabby, it was neatly tidied up. When she passed by this place two years ago, there was a clean empty wine bottle on the dining table, with a blooming mountain flower leaning in the bottle.
But this time, when I came here, the thatched roof and mottled bamboo poles were still crumbling, and the benches at the dining table were as shabby as before, and the mountain flowers in the empty wine bottles on the dining table were nowhere to be seen.
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows. At this time of year, the flowers are in full bloom in the mountains. How could Daya and Erya not pick flowers?
Full of suspicion, she dismounted in front of the tea shed and tied the reins to the tree trunk. Looking over, she saw that there was no one around the three food tables.
She frowned, found an open space to sit down, and said loudly: "Mother-in-law, bring me a pot of cinnamon twig water."
Not long after Qing Lingling's voice fell, there was a young girl of seven or eight years old, combing her hair with two hairpins, carrying a copper pot with a handle, and placed it on the food table with difficulty.
Yao Yao smiled and tugged on the little girl's crotch, took out a Ryukyu candy from the pouch and put it in her hand: "Erya, why are you the one who brought the water? Where's Daya?"
Erya had Ryukyu candy in her mouth, and her speech was a little unclear, muttering: "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law said, Daya, got married."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, and when he looked around, he saw neither Daya nor her mother-in-law. He was about to ask more questions when he saw Bao Cheng rushing over panting, his whole body swaying on the horse. It was so powerful that I almost fell to the ground.
She hurried up to meet him, helped Baocheng down, and tied the reins to the tree. The two horses reached into the grass with their heads touching, and nibbled at the grass.
She helped Bao Cheng sit down and snorted: "Look at your potential."
Bao Cheng groaned and rubbed his waist: "You're beating me to death, can't you slow down?"
Yao Yao took a sip of cinnamon twig water: "Slow down? I delayed my errand. Will you kneel for me when you get back?"
When Bao Cheng thought of Han Changmu's cruelty, he immediately shut up. Kneeling was a small matter, but being beaten was a big deal.
The two of them sat under the shade of a tree, drinking a few glasses of cinnamon twig water facing each other, and after taking a breath, Yao Yao felt that the tea shed was a little strangely quiet today.
She was about to get up when, unexpectedly, a messy and rapid sound of horse hooves came from the direction of Liangzhou.
She looked up and saw a group of eight or nine people riding horses in the dusty sky. The horses neighed and stopped outside the tea shed. The leader was a middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing a heather gray round collar robe. He was wearing a t-shirt, dressed like an elegant scholar, and all those following him were wearing short clothes, with various swords slung around their waists.
The group of people dismounted, and two people drove the horses to the shade of a tree and tied them up.
The leading scholar looked around the tea tent, and when his eyes fell on Yao Yao and Bao Cheng, he paused slightly, turned his eyes away, and called to the people behind him: "Everyone, sit down."
People dressed in different costumes sat down around the food table in a noisy manner. No one was called to come over to greet them, and no one from the tea tent came out to greet them. Instead, they walked into the tea tent on their own and came out with boiling hot water. .
