The carriage slowly entered the city. Although Lin'an City was the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, it did not have the heavy formality of Yanjing. Lin'an City in the rain now has a special flavor. If Yanjing is a general who fights with iron and gold,
That Lin'an City is a weak and beautiful girl.
The Jiangnan is full of flavor, and you can see the unique scenery of Jiangnan everywhere. Small bridges, flowing water, swaying green willows, and the umbrellas held by the occasional pedestrians passing by all have a strong Jiangnan atmosphere.
"Where do you live?" Wen Yingyun turned around and asked.
"West of the city."
"Oh, tell me when it's time."
The green girl nodded and looked out the window.
For a while, there was only the sound of gurgling and pattering rain in the carriage. It was quiet with tranquility, and tranquility with tranquility. Arnold slowly closed his eyes, feeling extremely relaxed in his heart.
"Sir, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. Should we find a place to stay first?" Wu Enqi, wearing a cloak, pushed open the car door and looked at the expressionless Hu Gechi sitting in the car and asked.
"Find a place to stay first. This place is not far from Lin'an. The Lin'an spies reported that Zhang Jue will be dispatched back to Lin'an soon. Amul will definitely be waiting for her father to come back in Lin'an City." Hu Gechi said slowly, his eyes wide.
Looking outside the car.
Since they landed ashore, they have been on their way. However, the Southern Song Dynasty is indeed different from the Great Yuan Dynasty. This place is much richer than Mobei. If this piece of land is included in the territory of the Great Yuan Dynasty, then Mobei will no longer be
Someone must be hungry!
"Sir, there is an inn in front of us. We will stay there tonight." Wu Enqi said seriously.
Hu Gechi responded softly, and then stopped talking.
The carriage stopped in front of the inn, and Wu Enqi hurriedly opened an umbrella to help Hu Gechi cover the rain. Everyone entered the inn, and the originally bustling hall suddenly became quiet.
The boss came up to chat with him with a smile, "Gentlemen, do you want to work as a professional or stay in a hotel?"
"Stay in the hotel, come to the room in Jiujian." Wu Enqi took out his pocket, and then looked at Han Dafu who was following behind him.
The boss glanced at Hu Gechi, and then at Wu Enqi.
"Boss, we are businessmen from Dayuan. No, we can't continue our journey in this weather, so we will stay here tonight and serve all the good wine and food in your store.
Let’s take a break and have a couple of drinks.” Han Dafu had a smile on his face and spoke Chinese very fluently.
The innkeeper no longer had any doubts, and he greeted the waiter with a smile to come up with a few people.
There are a total of nineteen people on this trip, six of whom are Han Dafu's caravan followers, and twelve of whom are Huge Chikon's guards. Although there are not many people, they are all good players, and they will definitely have room to breathe if they are in danger.
Hu Gechi said nothing and found a table to sit down and rest.
Occasionally, curious glances would be cast in the hall, but they were too frightened by the coldness to look away.
Han Dafu has been doing business for many years, so he naturally knows these connections. So, while chatting with the innkeeper, he inquired about some information. Although this trip south was just to find someone, the more information he got, the faster he would find someone. If the Southern Song Dynasty people were allowed
If you know that the Mongol prince is here, you will be in trouble. Therefore, this trip cannot be delayed for too long. The longer it goes, the more dangerous it will be.