At the extension of the official road, a small town blocked the way.
This is Tongtian Town. Except for those monks who don't take the ordinary path, it is the only way for everyone, whether they are princes, generals, ordinary people, or the messengers of the Supervisor Tiansi, to enter and leave the capital.
There is the Jiantiansi Station in the town. This station was originally the place where Jiantiansi from all over Kyushu would stay when they sent people to Beijing to take merit tests.
But now that the world is not peaceful, Supervisor Tiansi has stopped taking exams long ago.
As a result, the inn became deserted.
But today is an exception.
Yi Cheng Zhao Laosi has just received a message from Liangzhou, saying that Mr. Song Qiming, the official of Liangzhou Town, will arrive in Tongtian Town in the near future and will go to the capital.
This news really shocked Zhao Laosi.
The Jiantiansi Station in Tongtian Town has always received only arrests coming from north to south. There are not even a few of the sixth-grade chief arrests, let alone Commander You Xing.
Now he was suddenly told that a third-grade town official was coming.
For a moment, Zhao Laosi was also a little panicked. He didn't know how to receive him, for fear of offending Mr. Song.
And just when he was in a panic and at a loss, he saw a person walking into the inn, with the town official's token hanging on his waist.
The news with Liangzhou is nothing more than front and back.
"Zhao Fu, the postmaster of Tongtian Town, has met Mr. Song." Zhao Laosi could not bear to panic and bowed to the end.
"No need to be polite. I'm just taking a break and will be leaving for Beijing soon. Just go about your business and ignore me." Song Qiming waved his hand and sent Zhao Laosi away.
Hearing this, Zhao Laosi quickly saluted again, then he breathed a sigh of relief and quietly stepped away.
He didn't even want to be in the same room with Song Qiming, so he carefully left the lobby of the inn.
But when Zhao Laosi came to his room, hoping that Song Qiming would leave soon, there was a sudden knock on the door.
He was startled, thinking that Mr. Song was in trouble, so he quickly opened the door.
But standing outside the door was a young young man with a face as white as jade.
A young man wearing the uniform of the general office with a Youxing Order hanging around his waist.
"Have you met Master Youxing? I dare to ask." Zhao Laosi was startled and saluted quickly.
But he was interrupted by Officer You Xing just in the middle of what he said.
"Go and tell Song Qiming that there is chaos in the capital and the general government has no time to pay attention to Liangzhou's affairs and let him go home." You Xingguan said coldly.
Zhao Laosi's eyes widened and he pointed at his nose.
"I?"
Official You Xing ignored Zhao Laosi's reaction and continued: "If he doesn't listen, say it's the general office's order; if he still doesn't listen, order him to come to Beijing again tomorrow and stay overnight in Tongtian Town.
"
After a pause, You Xingguan sneered: "If you can't do it, you'll have to move your head."
After the words fell, the Youxing officer turned around and left.
Zhao Laosi had a bitter look on his face and watched Guan Youxing leave at the door of the room, feeling extremely uneasy.
After weighing the left and right, he finally did not dare to disobey the general office's order.
With great anxiety, he carefully came to the lobby of the inn.
Before he could speak, Song Qiming chuckled.
"Prince Cheng, there is no need to panic. I heard what the eunuch just said. If I don't want to embarrass you, just stay here for one night."
Zhao Laosi felt like he had been granted amnesty.
"Thank you for your understanding."
"Go down."
"yes."
In a blink of an eye, a night passed.
Some light can already be seen in the east, and it will be dawn in a few moments.
Zhao Laosi didn't sleep all night, just praying that the great god in the lobby had left.
But when he came to the inn lobby with uneasiness, he saw Song Qiming still sitting in the same position as when he came yesterday, with his eyes closed and concentrating.
Seeing this, Zhao Laosi quickly wanted to leave.
But just as he turned around, Song Qiming's voice sounded.
"Yicheng, is it dawn yet?"
"Sir, it's daybreak."
"At dawn, it's time for me to take my leave."
"No rush, let's chat for a few words before we talk."
The last words were not Yi Cheng's voice.
Song Qiming was startled and opened his eyes suddenly, only to see an extra figure appear opposite him at some point.
The man looked a little thin, but his face was extremely handsome and his eyes were bright.
Seeing this person, Song Qiming's face showed a bit of bitterness. He opened his mouth to say something, but when the words reached his throat, he had to swallow them.
After several hesitations, he finally stood up first and bowed to the end.
"Qi Ming. I have seen Zhan worship."
The person who came was none other than his predecessor, Song Qiming, who was the previous official of Liangzhou Town and was now the chief government officer. He went to the Taoist realm to worship Zhan Chengfeng.
Zhao Laosi didn't know when he had left quietly.
It seems that small people like this know best the principle of protecting one's own safety, never interfering with things that shouldn't be mixed up, and never prying into things that shouldn't be inquired about.
In the lobby, only Zhan Chengfeng and Song Qiming were left sitting opposite each other.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and it was Zhan Chengfeng who spoke first.
"Qiming, go back, don't come to the capital, and don't get involved in this muddy water."
"Xiaoguan never expected that you, Senior Zhan, would be the one to stop me." Song Qiming replied, "Although I had known for a long time that entering Beijing this time would not be that simple, I never expected that it would be like this.
You come."
After a pause, Song Qiming sighed softly: "If the subordinate insists on going to Beijing to meet the saint, how should Zhan Chongfeng respond?"
Zhan Chengfeng was silent for a moment.
"There is always so much helplessness in the world. It was only after I entered Taoism that I realized that this Supervisor Tiansi is just a cage. I have fallen deeply into it, but you still have a chance."
Zhan Chengfeng tapped the table with his fingers.
"Leave the token behind. The Central Plains is vast. You can fly high in the sky and let the birds fly. Come back when all the dust has settled."
"Exhibiting offerings is not what you asked." Song Qiming shook his head and said, "Everything I have as a low-ranking official was given to me by Supervisor Tiansi. Now that I am lucky enough to occupy the position of town official, I will try to do something in my position. There are more than one million people in Liangzhou.
Despite being homeless, a demon king is still running rampant. This time I choose to protect myself wisely, and it is difficult for me to understand my thoughts."
Bang.
A long sword was slapped on the table by Zhan Chengfeng.
He put his hand on the hilt of the sword and stared at Song Qiming intently.
Song Qiming understood.
"This is Master Zhan's answer, right?"
"Leave. This is not a matter for Liangzhou alone, and you must not enter Beijing."
"No need to say more, Master Zhan, let's take action."
Hearing this, Zhan Chengfeng's eyes filled with regret.
"Qiming, you don't understand"
bass!
It's the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.
Bang!
It was the inn's closed door that was violently pushed open.
"I said, isn't Jian Tiansi's post station a 24-hour operation? Isn't it never closed? The imperial court spends money to support you, just to give us, the policemen who work hard on errands, come to beg for water when we are tired, and find a place to live.
A place to rest.”
"Yi Cheng! Where is Yi Cheng?"
A young man with gray hair carrying a long sword walked into the inn.
While shouting arrogantly, his eyes fell on the two people in the lobby.
His voice suddenly stopped and he raised his brows.
"Hey, Mr. Zhan, it's been a long time. Where did you get rich recently?"