Time passed quickly while we were chatting about gossip.
When Yin Le discovered that the carriage had stopped, they had already arrived at Liujia Village, but why did it stop in front of the water mill?
When he looked up, he saw that it was Zhen Yubai who came with the cook to get the basket of charcoal that he asked her to buy.
Zhen Yubai took down the charcoal fire and temporarily placed it on the side of the road. He took out some silver and gave it to the lady who helped him cook. However, he had no intention of returning to the school. Instead, he took two steps towards the carriage and said, "Miss Yin."
Yin Le, who had just been discussing with the ladies whether the new master had some unspeakable secret that was why he had not married yet, suddenly felt his heart beating faster.
She pretended to be calm and nodded slightly at him in response.
Yin Le didn't know about other places, but in Liujia Village, because female workers hold up half the sky, the concept of strict separation between men and women has become less and less popular. Seeing that Zhen Yubai looked like he was waiting to talk to her, Yin Le didn't even have the chance to pretend to be shy and not get out of the car.
The ladies in the car were still going into the village. When they saw Zhen Yubai coming to call Yin Le, in order not to waste their time, they pushed her out of the car with a joking smile.
The carriage continued to rumble forward into the village, and several middle-aged women in the carriage raised their chins towards Yin Le in an ambiguous manner. The man was unmarried and the woman was unmarried, and both were "older", so they couldn't be more perfect together!
Yin Le was extremely embarrassed, and of course, she felt even more guilty because she knew all their secrets.
Zhen Yubai had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were staring at her like snakes, making her feel creepy.
"Master, is there anything I can help you with?" Yin Le took two steps back, put some distance between them, and asked awkwardly but politely.
Zhen Yubai didn't move closer, but stopped where he was and asked her with a smile, "Miss Yin, where are the things you bought? I see that the sisters-in-law all carry a lot of bags. It's not easy to go to the city from the countryside, and it looks like it's going to snow tomorrow. If you want to go to the city again, you may have to wait for a long time. Didn't you buy anything to bring back?"
Half of the candied haws was eaten on the way with some gossip. Yin Le was upset that he had not done anything well and was caught.
However, Zhen Yubai obviously had no evidence, and this was just a test for her.
Yin Le thought for a moment and pretended to be alert, saying cautiously: "I have only met you two or three times. Isn't your concern for me a little too much?"
"Do I have to tell the Master about this when I go home to see my family?"
As he said this, he glanced at Zhen Yubai from head to toe, accusing him with ill intentions, and stepped past him and prepared to leave.
"Miss Yin!" Zhen Yubai's tone deepened and he suddenly called her.
Yin Le didn't look back, nor did he stop, he just strode forward.
But I heard a reminder from behind, "There are two red marks on your shoes, is that blood?"
Yin Le quickly looked down and saw two soybean-sized blood stains on his light green cloth shoes, like two thin red stamens.
My scalp suddenly felt numb.
These were the drops of blood that splashed when she killed the white dove with a stone.
"Master! Master!"
Yin Le ran into the master's courtyard with tears on his face, as if a ghost was chasing him. He jumped over the high threshold of the gate and tripped unexpectedly.
A gray figure flashed and stretched out his arm to support her, so Yin Le did not fall flat on her face.
Yin Le stood firm and looked up, seeing that it was Awang with an expressionless face. He thanked him and rushed towards the main hall.
Qin Yao heard the sound and opened the door. The warm smell of charcoal fire poured out and enveloped Yin Le. She sighed in comfort. Compared with the warmth, she realized that her hands and feet were cold.
"What's wrong? Is a ghost chasing you?" Liu Ji poked his head out from the corner of the corridor, looking around for traces of ghosts.
Yin Le gave a bitter smile that was uglier than crying, "Master, please stop making fun of me. It was Zhen Yubai. He intercepted me as soon as I entered the village and tested me. He must have discovered that I went to the city to investigate him."
"Master!" Without caring about his master, Yin Le quickly handed the mini mailbox he had brought back to Qin Yao. "I took this from the carrier pigeon. Without the carrier pigeon, the letter can't be delivered. They will find out soon, right?"
"No." Awang stepped forward. "In order to ensure that the letter can be delivered, we usually prepare more than three pigeons and release them every once in a while. Even if one or two are accidentally shot by hunters during the journey and lost, it is normal."
Yin Le immediately breathed a sigh of relief and nodded gratefully to Awang, indicating that he had learned something new.
Qin Yao held the mailbox and motioned for the two to go into the house and talk.
When the door was closing, Liu Ji leaned over and slid in like a slippery eel, "Madam, let me close the door."
He was grinning, and before she even opened her mouth to tell him to get out, he had already joined in, closed the door to the main room, came to the brazier, sat down on a stool with his hands clasped together, his peach blossom eyes sparkling, and he looked excited as if he was ready to find out the secret.
Qin Yao glanced at him indifferently, but did not chase him out in the end. She signaled Awang to pour Yin Le a cup of hot tea to warm him up, and then she sat down and opened the small mailbox that Yin Le brought back under the candlelight on the edge of the table.
Inside was a small folded roll of paper. When it was slowly unfolded, there was a short line of words written on it: Please report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that we have met the gentleman and will escort him back to Beijing soon.
While reading the letter, Yin Le had already leaned out of his shoe and pointed at the two bean-sized bloodstains discovered by Zhen Yubai. He blamed himself and asked his master to punish him.
If Awang did this, Qin Yao would definitely be punished.
But this is my dear disciple, and he has no experience, but he was able to bring back such an important letter, which is already quite good.
Instead of punishing him, Qin Yao patted Yin Le's shoulder encouragingly and said, "It's okay. Zhen Yubai is not important."
After reading the contents of the letter, she knew that Zhen Yubai was just an insignificant chess piece.
Every time Zhen Yubai went to Lianyuan, he was driven away by Gong Liangliao before he could even open his mouth to persuade them.
But the person who wrote the letter made ambiguous remarks, making it hard not to think that Gong Liangliao had agreed to return to Beijing with them.
With this premise, the sentence "I will escort you back to Beijing soon" is particularly intriguing.
Seeing Qin Yao encouraging her little apprentice and putting the letter on the table, Liu Ji reached out and took the small piece of letter paper spread out on the table. He looked at it against the firelight and caught a glimpse of the word "Crown Prince". He immediately took a breath of cold air.
"Oh my god, the prince mentioned in the letter couldn't be the son of the current emperor?" Liu Ji looked at the three calm people in front of him in surprise, "Are you not surprised?"
Awang nodded and said in a calm tone, "I'm so surprised."
Liu Ji glared at him fiercely, "Please pretend to be decent. With your appearance, no one would want you to sing for free in the Southern Opera Troupe!"
Awang: "Master, whatever you say is what's right."
Liu Ji was so angry that he wanted to slap the dead man in the face, but he had a correct understanding of his own strength and gave up.
Continuing to read the next line of the letter, Liu Ji was no longer just shocked, his brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a mosquito.
After reading the last word, all the strange things that had happened since Zhen Yubai's arrival flooded into his mind. At this moment, all the intricate information was finally connected into a dense network and took shape.
Liu Ji was anxious and panicked. He slammed the table with his fist. "You are so mean, Zhen Yubai. You pretend to be so innocent and want to break up our relationship as master and disciple. How despicable!"
"What else do you mean, Sir, you have agreed to go back to Beijing with them soon?"
"My wife." Liu Ji always got the point the fastest and asked worriedly, "Is the teacher really leaving?"
Qin Yao shook her head seriously, "I don't know."
Being in Gong Liangliao's position, it is not a matter of wanting or not wanting, but of being able or not being able to do it. (End of this chapter)
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