"What do you mean you can't leave?"
Ji Linglang walked forward and asked with a frown.
The station staff said: "It has been raining for two days in Luzhou. Half an hour ago, the mountain collapsed and broke a bridge with railroad tracks in front of it."
Chai Chai asked: "How long will it take to repair?"
"Hard to say."
The station staff shook their heads and said, "It's still raining heavily. I don't know when the rails and bricks for bridge repair will be delivered."
After that, he walked through the corridor and went to the next car to report the situation and let the passengers get off.
"Why is it such a coincidence?"
Ji Linglang lowered her voice, "Is there some other reason?"
"Let's get out of the car first and then talk."
Li Ang shook his head and controlled the Mo Silk clone in the shape of a flying bird in the sky to gallop forward along the railway track.
Mo Si Feiniao passed through Luzhou City and saw a half-collapsed stone bridge in the mountains and forests thirty miles south of the city.
Dozens of Lifu, Zhenfusi soldiers, and monks wearing White Deer Academy uniforms stood under the awning on one side of the bridge, discussing the possibility of emergency bridge repair.
There are many means used by monks for construction, such as the soil-melting talisman in the Listening to Rain realm, the ground-breaking technique in the Patrolling Cloud realm, the digging technique, the molten iron casting technique, the soil-melting talisman, the blasting talisman, etc.
As long as the imperial court is willing to allocate enough resources, the construction efficiency will not be much lower than that of other worlds.
However, it is raining heavily now, and the mountains on both sides of the bridge may collapse again at any time. In addition, the river is fast and the sediment is turbid. From time to time, logs float down the river.
Forced construction cannot guarantee the quality of the bridge.
After discussion, the group decided to wait until the rain stopped before starting work.
Mosi Feiniao silently listened to their conversation from high in the sky, then swooped down into the mountain forest, drilled under the rock formations, and excavated the earth and rocks to confirm that there were no traces of spiritual energy fluctuations, ruling out the possibility of someone causing trouble and deliberately destroying the bridge.
Li Ang at Luzhou Station felt a little relieved.
In You Xiao's arms, the baby who had just changed his diaper was frightened by the sound of the whistle and started crying again.
Chai Chai hurriedly dug out a piece of insulation note from the package, handed it to You Xiao, and asked her to stick it under the swaddling clothes to block out the sound of the whistle.
The baby, who had just turned three months old, obviously couldn't bear to walk in the rain, so Li Ang gave up the idea of flying to Zhenzhou with his telekinesis. Taking Chai Chai and the others, led by the station staff, they took a carriage to the city to rest for a while.
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Yuelai Inn is the most well-known chain of inns in the world.
It's a bit reluctant to say it's a chain. There are too many inns with this name, and there is no head office or main store. Sometimes there can be three or four Yuelai Inns in a city, and you often have to add the specific street to find them.
Yuelai Inn, located on Wangyue Street, is the best-run and most famous hotel in Luzhou City.
But at this moment, for the innkeeper Liu, this reputation has become an unwanted burden.
The Qingming Festival is approaching, and there are already a lot of people traveling. Coupled with the heavy rain, traffic is blocked and the inns are overcrowded.
"Dear guests, please come back, there are really no spare rooms in our store!"
Shopkeeper Liu stood behind the counter, waving his hands desperately with the cashier. However, the tourists who were stranded in the city because of the rain did not give any face at all.
Two burly men squeezed through the crowd, slapped a jade waist tag on the counter, and said with a smile: "We are the stewards of Yulong Trading Company, please be accommodating to the shopkeeper."
Yulong Trading Company is one of the best trading houses in Jiangnan Province. It has suddenly emerged in recent years and is on the verge of becoming one of the top ten in the Yu Kingdom. It really cannot afford to offend.
Shopkeeper Liu shrank his neck, and his words to persuade the other party to find another inn were stuck in his throat.
"I wonder if the shopkeeper has ever heard of the name Dingshan Jushi? My master has returned home with his family in great honor. Please kindly spare three upper rooms."
Dingshan Jushi seems to be the self-title of the previous Yingzhou prefect, right? Yes, he is another one who cannot afford to offend.
"This is the flying company."
"I am the Zhang family in Xia Runzhou."
Travelers who claimed to have excellent backgrounds reported their names one after another. Seeing this, the ordinary travelers crowded in the lobby had no choice but to borrow umbrellas from the waiters and go out to try their luck at other inns in the heavy rain.
Mr. Accountant seized the opportunity and lowered his voice to Shopkeeper Liu: "Shopkeeper, there are so many guests that we can't fit in the remaining rooms!"
"What else can I do? I can't offend him. I can only be a villain for once."
Shopkeeper Liu's expression darkened, he took out a wad of flying money from his arms, called a few waiters, and asked them to go to the guest room upstairs to ask if any passengers were willing to give up their rooms and use the money to stay in other inns.
Everything is done on a first-come, first-served basis. The passengers upstairs have already placed their greetings and asked them to leave. Naturally, ten thousand people will not be willing to do so.
Shopkeeper Liu had no choice but to pay for the flight out of his own pocket. Only then did a few passengers reluctantly take the money and leave to vacate their rooms.
"There are so many people."
Chai Chai walked outside the inn door and exclaimed.
"After all, it's raining now."
Li Ang frowned slightly as he listened to the noise in the store. With his status, he could naturally reveal his identity and ask the shopkeeper to arrange sex, but he didn't usually have the habit of using power for personal gain.
"If there's no room, let's go to Luzhou Hospital and stay for one night, right?"
Song Shaoyuan suggested: "Just have a place to rest."
"I'll go and ask first. It would be best to have a room."
Li Ang stepped forward and was about to ask the shopkeeper when he heard a startled voice coming from the stairs on the second floor, "Mr. Li Xiaolang?"
He turned around and saw Manager Jin from Jin Wusuan's residence standing there, with two guards standing behind him.
Li Ang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Manager Jin? Why are you here?"
"Accompany my master back to his hometown."
Manager Jin's eyes dimmed and he explained a few words in a few words.
After Jin Wusuan was diagnosed with cancer, his health deteriorated. He managed to survive in Chang'an City for three months, managed various businesses and Liuguang Bank, stepped down from various positions, and officially retired.
He wanted to see his hometown in Lingnan again at the end of his life, so he took his housekeeper and escort and took the train to the south. Unexpectedly, he encountered heavy rain and was stranded in Luzhou.
Li Ang was a little surprised and said: "Shopkeeper Jin didn't bring his family?"
Manager Jin shook his head and said, "I didn't bring it with me. Dalang said he was timid near his hometown and was worried about something unfortunate happening in his hometown, so he simply asked his family to stay in Chang'an."
What reason is this?
Li Ang blinked and had some guesses in his heart.
The scale of Jin Wusuan's business is really too large, and the chain of interests is completely tangled. The largest share is naturally dedicated to the two emperors and empresses in the Daming Palace.
The rest, including the Li and Yu clan, nobles from the two capitals, and high-ranking officials and dignitaries, all had a share in it.
Some middle- and low-level officials don’t even know about the gifts they receive in private. If you trace the line back to the past, it also belongs to an industry that has nothing to do with money.
By leaving his family in Chang'an, he was probably also showing his loyalty to the emperor and empress.
I hope that the emperor and empress can take note of his hard work and hard work for so many years and protect the wealth and stability of his children. Don't let the rabbit die and the dog die.
Li Ang often visits the palace and has long understood the ruthlessness of the Tian family. However, the emperor and empress are still quite nostalgic, so Jin Wusuan's children should be safe and sound.
This chapter has been completed!