Chapter 71
Wei Qian was shocked by his own guess.
He looked around with some trepidation. He was indeed walking on a main road. He could see people walking and riding in the streets in front and behind him. The sun was shining brightly above his head.
It's broad daylight, it shouldn't be possible, right?
The atmosphere was so tense that he dared not even breathe, when the person next to him suddenly touched his lower back and pulled something out, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.
Wei Qian jumped under the car without hesitation, knelt firmly on the ground with his legs, and supported himself on the gravel with his hands, which were bleeding.
As he ran away, he looked back and saw the man holding a black copper and silver pipe, looking at him in surprise: "What's wrong with you, my dear?"
Wei Qian silently removed the small stone stuck in his hand, calmed down his frightened heart, took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, my legs are numb and I didn't sit firmly."
Mr. Li quickly put his pipe back on his waist, stopped the cart, and came over to help him. "Oh, that was really careless. Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay!" Wei Qian hurriedly climbed up, avoiding his outstretched hand and picking up the scattered satin. "Well, I think it's not far from here to the city gate. I can walk there myself. I won't bother you."
"The oxcart will take another two quarters of an hour to go. My dear, you are so weak and frail, it would be better for you to take the car and save yourself the effort. There is no need to be embarrassed."
Mr. Li grabbed his arm and forcefully pressed him against the car, pushing him inside.
Wei Qian was a doctor, so naturally he needed some strength to cure illnesses and save lives. However, he had been living in seclusion for so many years that he inevitably neglected exercise. At this moment, he had no power to resist at all. He was pushed onto the cart and his legs were grabbed to pull him inside.
This is a bit scary!
"Let me go! I won't sit!"
Wei Qian kicked and thrashed with both legs. Perhaps he saw someone coming and was looking over here, so he finally let go and made him crawl out of the car. He stood there unwillingly and said, "My dear, you should take the car. It's still half an hour's journey."
He just said two quarters!
Wei Qian had a servant boy. He seldom went out on weekdays, and when he did, he took a car or a sedan chair. He was not very familiar with the road. But at this moment, no matter how far or near, he would rather walk in a bubble than ask him to pull him.
"No, no need!"
Wei Qian picked up his things and ran away from him. He ran a long way in one breath. Looking back, he could still see the cow, the bean bag, and the man. They were still waving at him: "Hey! My dear, why are you running? It's a long way to go. You should take a car."
What the hell is he sitting on!
Wei Qian ran for his life and finally got rid of the man. He felt a little relieved and patted the dirt off the satin with heartache.
"Good things are ruined."
Wei Qian wanted to use these five pieces of satin to exchange for two sets of good clothes, but it was so dirty, there was no way he could get the best ones.
What bad luck.
I thought he was a kind person, but he turned out to be a ghost who wanted to take his life.
Wei Qian looked back again: I really didn’t catch up…
Did I guess wrong?
No! Even if they weren't here to arrest him, they definitely weren't good people!
No good person would lift someone by their legs and push him into a car. If no one came, who knows where he would be dragged to.
It’s not a good place to stay for long!
The more Wei Qian thought about it, the more frightened he became. His pace became faster and faster, and he quickly left behind many pedestrians.
In less than two minutes, we saw the tall city gate.
That person really wanted to deceive him!
Any ox cart would take another two quarters of an hour to move, but it would take him less than two quarters of an hour even if he walked.
Wiping the sweat running down his chin, Wei Qian took a few heavy steps and strode towards the city gate.
We walked for about another quarter of an hour.
Finally, I was standing in the team entering the city.
He thought about it while panting, and felt that what the man said might be true and he did not lie to him.
It's just that I was too enthusiastic and lost some of my sense of proportion.
It takes two quarter minutes by car and half an hour to walk... Why don't you explain it more clearly?
Well, it’s the last time I’m going to walk this road anyway, so I’ll be tired if I can, just consider it as a farewell to this place.
Wei Qian thought back to the happy times before Xue Lang discovered him, feeling a bit sad. "You damned rats and dogs! I haven't even really seen the grass and trees here. I'm just a simple doctor who just wants to make some money. What did I do wrong to deserve being forced into this? Do you really think drifting on the sea is fun? If you're not careful, someone will die!"
Sadly, he walked forward a few more times, but the gatekeeper stopped him, looked him up and down, and asked, "What's your name? Where are you from? Where are you going? Do you have a pass to your hometown?"
Why are the inspections so strict even though it's not a festival?
Wei Qian turned his head and watched others walk past him, thinking to himself: Am I suspicious now?
"Hey! What are you looking at? I'm asking you a question, so just say it!" The gatekeeper spoke in a rough voice, but his eyes were hovering over the satin in his arms like a vulture staring at rotten meat.
No matter what is suspicious or not, to put it bluntly, it's all about money.
How many people in the underworld look honest?
Wei Qian sneered inwardly, but had to accept the offer. Just as he was about to hand over a piece of satin, a half-grown boy suddenly jumped out from behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said anxiously, "Brother! Why are you leaving so quickly? Don't you want to sell it anymore? Grandma is still waiting at home!"
The young man was dressed in rags, leaning on a stick and holding a bowl. His hair was messy and the soles of his straw sandals were about to fall off. No one would believe that he was not a beggar.
Wei Qian looked at himself again. He was soaked with sweat and smelled of sweat. There was a lot of dirt on his body. His hands were dirty and blood was clotted on them. He looked a little embarrassed, but how could he be related to the word "brother"?
The gatekeeper was also puzzled: "Jin Shuisheng, where did your brother come from?"
"Brother Zhao, you don't know, he's from Liu'an Village. His parents are dead, and he lives with my grandmother. When I go begging, the old lady often gives me food. I call her grandmother, so he's naturally my brother," Jin Shuisheng curled his lips. "If it weren't for his grandmother, I would be ashamed to recognize him as my brother. Knowing that the family has no money, he still wants to imitate others to wear gold and silver, and even uses his only family assets to exchange for cloth. The old lady was so angry that she vomited blood, and she couldn't walk far, so she asked me to look after him and sell the cloth for a good price so that they could live a better life. Who knew that he would leave me behind as soon as he left the village? I really don't know what he was thinking, and he even ruined the cloth like this!"
Jin Shuisheng's eyes widened as he pointed at the dirt and blood on the satin, as if he had just seen it.
Wei Qian laughed awkwardly, "I was walking too fast, I fell twice, and my hands are all broken."
"Even if you have a broken head, you still have to sell this expensive cloth today." Jinshui was so angry that he almost jumped up.
The gatekeeper, Brother Zhao, looked at him with disdain: "It's okay if your brain is really damaged, it's just a good thing, it can help control the water in your brain. What an unfilial descendant, is that food for you to eat or drink?"
"Who said it wasn't!" Jin Shuisheng gritted his teeth, looking really angry.
Brother Zhao, who was guarding the gate, waved his hand and said, "Go quickly. Keep an eye on him. I've seen many people like him. If you miss me, I don't know where they'll go. Don't worry, you won't be able to sell the materials and even owe money."
"Brother Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely keep a close eye on him..."
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