Jinling

The gold and silver that came out of the Prince's Palace and Prince Yu's Palace have been cast on the ebony coffin ordered by Yuan Yuanwai according to the original plan. The people he sent arrived in Jinling the day before yesterday to transport the gold-painted coffin ordered early in the morning.

Leaving Jinling should be no big deal.

Agarwood...how to get out of Jinling City?

In a cubicle of the teahouse, Lin Chen wrote down what he wanted to do.

Make a hidden compartment at the bottom of the coffin?

No, you destroyed the whole coffin, and Yang Yuanwai still doesn’t jump?

Make a secret compartment on the coffin lid, seal the agarwood inside, and then cover the four sides with gold?

This job... I won't do it!

At night, he first took out the lid from the coffin shop and handed it over to Ban Yichun to make the secret compartment. After dawn, he sent the coffin lid back. When the shop opened at three o'clock in the morning, he asked someone other than Mr. Yang to go and tell the shopkeeper to put the coffin in.

Covered with gold.

Gold-covered? Gold-covered!

Lin Chen thought with a guilty conscience that all the silver he had received from the Prince's Mansion and Prince Yu's Mansion had been delivered to the coffin shop to be cast on Yuan Yuan Wai's birthday coffin. The servants sent by Yuan Wai Yang would not carry gold-wrapped items on their bodies.

The gold he needed. If he wanted to cover the coffin lid with gold, he would have to pay for the gold in advance. However, based on his familiarity with Yang Yuanwai, if he wanted to get the gold back later... it would be hopeless!

For a moment, Lin Chen's face changed from green to gray and black and white. After a while, Lin Chen screamed and said, "How can I do such a loss-making business?"

"Meow!" The tiger-striped yellow cat walked gracefully to Lin Chen's feet and called out to Lin Chen.

"Uncle Cat, can you please stop making trouble?" Lin Chen hummed, but still said in a good-tempered manner.

"Meow, meow!" The yellow cat stared with amber eyes, bowed, and jumped onto Lin Chen's desk lightly, "Meow, meow!"

"Uncle Cat, it's my fault for stealing your rations, but I also fed you with fresh fish and whole fish for more than ten days. I also bathed you, brushed your fur, and dewormed you. We're even."

Is that okay? You and I can get together and relax, okay?" Lin Chen put down his pen and smiled at the yellow cat.

"Meow!" The yellow cat arched its body and shouted menacingly, "Meow, meow!"

"Stop barking!" Lin Chen spread his hands and said helplessly, "I know whose family you belong to, Uncle Cat, but what can I do? If he can't come back, I can't take you out of Jinling City...

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"Meow!" The cat's fur stood on end, and the yellow cat continued to scream sadly.

"Don't, don't bark." Lin Chen said with a guilty conscience, "How about we discuss it. Uncle Cat, if you can't find food in the future, come to this shop and I'll ask the waiter in the shop to feed you fresh fish or whole fish.

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"Meow!" The cat raised its head, barked again in dissatisfaction, arched its body, jumped up, and jumped out of the half-opened window beside Lin Chen.

"Hey, let's go now. Yes, you are also a heartless master!" Lin Chen chuckled softly, flicked his fingers, and the window frame supporting the window pane popped open with a click, and the wooden pane window closed immediately.

The sun was setting, and the light in the compartment with the closed window was dim. Lin Chen lit the three-legged candle lamp on the table with a flint, and looked at the cat's nest made of rags in the corner. After feeding it for seven or eight days, it was really gone.

I felt a little reluctant to leave. I sighed softly and wrote again:

Qinger.

A boy about ten years old...

How to take this half-grown child out of Jinling City?

The child born to King F's concubine is just ten years old. Can he be used to cover up the situation?

can?

Qing'er, I can't take her out of the city directly, I have to choose someone else to take her out. But...

"Sir!" the tea shop owner called softly in front of the stall door, "there was a wandering Taoist priest who passed out in front of the shop door. His disciple seemed to be mute and was screaming anxiously.

But I can't say a word. You said this..."

It’s true, the busier it gets, the more chaotic it gets.

Lin Chen put down his pen and said lazily: "Have you fainted? Faint from hunger? How many people are watching the excitement on the street?"

"Well, he seems to be fainting from hunger. Jinling is still under martial law these days, and there are very few pedestrians on the streets. However, after hearing the news, the Xuanjing Department sent several Xuanjing envoys to check the situation. They found the ultimatum from the old Taoist priest.

, Based on this, it is inferred that Lao Dao is a wandering Taoist priest."

"...Xuanjing Envoy!" Lin Chen muttered, "Since there are Xuanjing Envoys here, you can talk to them and ask them to stay as witnesses. After the Xuanjing Envoy finds out the origin of the Taoist priest, let him

The assistant carried the old Taoist into the inner hall and got some rice porridge for the master and apprentice. I will go and see him after finishing this work."

"Yes, sir!" the shopkeeper responded, and the sound of leaving footsteps sounded immediately.

Lin Chen picked up the paper on the desk and placed the missing papers on the tea stove beside him and burned them one by one. Thinking of what the shopkeeper said, he shook his head in confusion: There are really Taoist priests in this world who can make themselves faint from hunger!

That night, the city of Jinling lived peacefully. There were no rioters or rumors of flooding. However, at dawn, two pieces of news quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Jinling.

According to a piece of news, the largest tea shop in the city saved a wandering Taoist priest yesterday. Under the Taoist priest's lobbying, the tea shop owner invited several well-known doctors in the city to sit in the tea shop and open a seven-day free clinic.

.And for a period of seven days, the money earned from operating the tea shop for seven days was given to the traveling Taoist priests as money for traveling around the world.

The second is that a fierce slave of Prince F severely injured the unfavored little master, and was killed in a battle on the order of Prince F.

People's hearts are unpredictable...

Who would have thought that the child born from King F's concubine would suffer the same fate as Ban Yichun's son.

Just because his biological mother was not only a concubine but also died young?

Or maybe the poor woman didn't die in an accident.

Lin Chen laughed out loud, sat in a corner of the tea shop, slowly drank the warm tea in his hand, and looked calmly at the men, women, and children queuing up to wait for the free clinic.

After throwing the coffin lid to Ban Yichun last night, he went to Prince F for a night tour as planned. He happened to see this outrageous scene. Thinking of what he wanted to do, he took action to attract the soldiers from the patrol camp.

After rushing into Prince F's palace, the night patrol team composed of a dozen people took this scene in full view...

Of course, ordinary servants would not be so courageous, but this servant had a good background and happened to be the dowry girl of Princess F.

Under the gaze of everyone, even if the princess wanted to protect her, she was unable to do so. King F, who had followed the noise and found her, had no choice but to abandon his car to protect her. He immediately ordered his servants to be dragged out and killed.

But on this side, because of his "one good deed every day", he had unexpected gains.

Not only is Lao Tao's disciple similar in age to Qing'er, but he is also of similar stature. More importantly, Lao Tao is old, his eyesight is dim, and his ears are half-deaf. Lao Tao passed by Jinling City this time because he wanted to find a Taoist temple to entrust him with for the rest of his life.

Disciple. Unexpectedly, under martial law in Jinling City and surrounding counties, he and his disciple were unable to find anything to satisfy their hunger for several days, so they fainted in front of the tea shop.

Lin Chen drank the warm tea in the cup. The ten-day appointment was changed to seven days. The time was a bit rushed, but good opportunities are rare and easy to miss. The old Taoist showed his face in Jinling City, supplemented by the method of disguise, and asked Ban Yichun's son to pretend to be

As a young Taoist priest, he can successfully take him out of the city with the help of the Taoist Taoist's disc.

As for the little Taoist priest...

Let him be "sick" for a few days, and after the dim-sighted old Taoist and Qing'er successfully leave Jinling, they will chase him out of the city on the pretext that the old Taoist left without saying goodbye, left his apprentice behind, and took him to the tea shop by mistake.

It doesn't matter if they are discovered. Lao Dao and Qing'er have gone far away, and he can leave with Qinggong. As for Xiao Dao'er...

To trade his life for Lao Dao to be safe for the rest of his life is probably worthy of Lao Dao's adoption of him for many years.

The way back...

... When Qing'er passed the city gate, she had to explain in a low voice to the soldiers guarding the city that she was an orphan taken in by a tea shop. She had been doing chores in the kitchen. Seeing that the Taoist was similar in age, she wanted to make friends with that Taoist, so she started

The chef slipped out, but the old Taoist mistook him for his disciple and dragged him away. He was afraid that the old Taoist would be injured and had to let him take him away from the tea shop... In this case, it would be smoother for me to leave Jinling with the little Taoist priest...

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We also need to think of a way to let the soldiers guarding the city let Lao Dao and Qing'er go, instead of intercepting them and returning them to the shop.

With that old man's temperament, I could make him angry by asking him to set up a fortune-telling stall in front of a tea shop and keep talking about my faults.

The soldiers guarding the city...if something happens on the side, they can attract their attention.

Xuanji has deep plans and unpredictable schemes, so she needs to draw her attention to the young prince of Prince F. Young prince, I will help you not to be beaten again, and I will reward you by lying down for a while. This is the only way.

In this way, Princess F, who has a "guilt" in her heart, will take you to the royal temple outside Jinling City in the name of worshiping the Buddha and in the name of resting, to avoid the "gossip" that seems to exist in other palaces in Jinling City.

When you leave the city due to injury, you must cover up. On the one hand, you must cover up people's eyes and ears to block the public's mouth. On the other hand, you must find fish that have slipped through the net and prey on them.

Hum, let Xuanji and King F fight like dogs.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen got up, walked to the shopkeeper's cabinet, took a plate of snacks, and walked towards the back hall.

At his request, the back hall was divided into two rooms with thick cloth. The front room was still used as the back hall, and the back room became a "guest room" for the old Taoist and his disciples.

In the room, the old Taoist was still asleep due to his medicine, while the young Taoist knelt on one side, guarding the old Taoist every step of the way.

Lin Chen patted Xiao Dao's shoulder and placed the snack in his hand. Over the course of the day and through several trials, he had already understood the taste of the little Taoist priest. The snack in his hand was exactly the taste of the little Taoist priest.

Favorite.

The little Taoist priest stood up, saluted Lin Chen, and then placed the snacks on the cabinet on the other side without even glancing at them from beginning to end.

Although he is young, he is still a child who respects his teacher.

Lin Chen's lips curled up, Xiaodao passed his test, and his plan was safe for the time being.

And he will protect the safety of the trail within his ability.
To be continued...