The door of Tai'an Restaurant was opened by Xia Zhaoyi, and Zhi Changle followed her and left in the morning light.
At the same time, the door of Qingyue Pavilion was also opened, and Du Xuan came out of the door dressed in smart clothes.
A strong man brought the horse over. Du Xuan took the reins and looked back at the gate of Qingyue Pavilion behind him with a satisfied expression on his face.
This house is ancient and elegant, with brand-new architecture. Du Xuan's small Feng Shui technique is used to store wind and gather Qi, and to connect the heaven and earth. This Feng Shui is truly unique.
"Madam Zhao is indeed Madam Zhao," Du Xuan said happily, "She is honest and upright!"
He slept here last night and dreamed that he had obtained an ancient book and became the world's best medical expert. Those who came here with great admiration trampled the door to pieces.
When he woke up, the corners of his mouth were grinning. Although he didn't have much pursuit of medical skills, this feeling of being respected and admired by others was really refreshing.
We had a farewell last night and there was no need to go to Ning'an Building this morning, and Zhao Ning was definitely still sleeping. Du Xuan planned to thank her properly when he came back to Hengxiang next time.
"Let's go!" Du Xuan said, turned around and mounted his horse.
A pair of eyes watched him leave quietly. It wasn't until the group of people completely disappeared at the end of the stone road in the early morning that the owner of the eyes looked away.
There was a map in front of him, which showed the entire Hengxiang. There was no decent house near Qingyue Pavilion.
"Li'an." He said softly, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.
The attendant behind him immediately stepped forward: "Young Master."
"I want this house." His withered fingers fell on the map.
"Here," the attendant said, "Master, there is a family living here."
"Find a way," the man said slowly, holding up the teacup, "I'll give you five days."
"...Yes." The attendant nodded.
The sun is getting bigger and bigger, and soon it will be noon.
Xia Zhaoyi and Zhi Changle came out of Xinbei Gate.
Compared with the tight security in the south of Congxin City, the north gate is looser and crowded with people, with almost nowhere to stay.
Several groups of officers and soldiers were randomly questioning passers-by. Xia Zhaoyi avoided them early, found a corner of a teahouse, and asked for a pot of tea.
Zhi Changle looked at her and hesitated to speak. Xia Zhaoyi said, "What does Brother Zhi want to say?"
"I think...it's difficult," Zhi Changle said sheepishly, "Ali, caravans and trade routes are not easy."
He never talked much, but looking at the situation in front of him, he suddenly remembered the capital many years ago.
It was a depressing, hopeless, and powerless feeling that made people unable to breathe at all.
Seeing that Xia Zhaoyi didn't say a word, Zhi Changle was a little nervous, and then said: "But Ah Li, don't worry, no matter what, no matter how difficult it is, I will follow you."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and whispered: "Brother Zhi, what do you think I was doing just now?"
"……What?"
"Did you see the man behind my right hand?" Xia Zhaoyi said.
Zhi Changle paused and looked quietly behind Xia Zhaoyi.
There was indeed a man with a beard and unkempt face. He was sitting there eating with his head down, but his movements were not natural. From time to time, he would raise his head and scan around the area.
Zhi Changle hurriedly looked away before he glanced over to avoid being discovered.
"This man is sneaky and he is not a good guy at first sight," Zhi Changle said.
"Look at his background, is he rich or not?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
Zhi Changle looked at it quietly and nodded: "It looks like he has that kind of attitude."
