Chapter 217 The Girl Selling Medicine
"Found it. Both shops are on the main street and are quite close to each other. It should be fine."
"We are here now. It should be fine if we go out from the east gate of the palace and then take this road." Xuanfeng also leaned over to take a look.
Liuli came forward with a palace maid, chuckling, "You two don't have to worry about it. Su Li has asked a palace maid who often goes out of the palace to buy things to lead the way for you."
Erniu and the other man looked up and saw a young palace servant standing respectfully behind her.
"That's great. Our carriage is big enough to accommodate three people. Let's go!" Erniu said happily.
The palace maid stepped forward first and saluted the carriage: "My name is Qiqige, I greet the King of the West Courtyard and the Young General of Southern Jin."
"My Lord, where are you going first?"
Erniu replied: "Let's go to Yulin Street first."
"Okay." Qi Qige waited until Erniu and the others got on the carriage before he sat down beside it.
Under his guidance, they quickly left the Beirong Palace.
The imperial capital of the Northern Rong was called Chiwutai. Yu Banxia opened the car window and looked outside.
As the imperial capital of Beirong, it was not even as prosperous as Anping County.
If her prediction was correct, the Northern Rong should be similar to the Wala and Khitan periods on Earth.
Street vendors mostly sell dairy products and furs. Most of the men have thick beards, and the women wear clothes made of fur, with their heads and half of their faces wrapped in coarse linen or cotton scarves.
The closer we got to the central street of the capital, the more people there were, and the sounds of noise and hawking were heard.
Uncle Yan Ping reached out and held her hand: "Bei Rong is rich in gold. We will go to the silver shop later to see if there are any styles different from those in Nan Jin. We can buy some more and give them to our elders."
"Okay." Yu Banxia smiled at him.
Liuli closed the car window and took out some snacks from her storage magic weapon.
"Miss, you didn't eat much at noon, so have some snacks to fill your stomach. I will cook your favorite food for you tonight."
Yu Banxia smiled at her, swept her hand across the table, and the usual set of tea set appeared.
Liuli went forward to make tea, and Yu Banxia leaned leisurely on the soft pillow.
Uncle Yan Ping held her hand with one hand and read the book given by Yu Banxia with the other.
"Miss, Master, please have some tea." Liuli placed the tea in front of the two of them.
Yu Banxia hummed, sat up, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Of course, your tea art has improved rapidly." Hearing the praise from her master, Liuli smiled embarrassedly.
The carriage was running smoothly, and just when Yu Banxia was feeling drowsy, it suddenly stopped.
"Are we there yet?" Yu Banxia opened her eyes and saw Uncle Yan Ping's hand blocking her to prevent her from falling.
Liuli opened the car window and looked out, and Erniu's voice came in at the same time.
"Miss, Major General, Sister Liuli, are you all right?"
"It's okay. What happened outside?" Liuli responded quickly. She only saw a lot of people gathered together and couldn't see what was in the middle of the crowd.
Erniu quickly responded: "It's not clear yet, but I can roughly guess that someone must have accidentally blocked the way of that dandy boy, and he was showing off his power."
Liuli frowned, closed the window, and was about to push the door open to take a look.
Yu Banxia stretched and said, "Let's go down together. We're already at Yulin Street now, so we can go for a walk. Our butts are getting sore from sitting so much."
"Then let's go downstairs and take a walk." Uncle Yan Ping put away the book and walked out first.
The crowd of onlookers saw the carriage behind them that was completely different from the Beirong one and cast curious glances at it.
Then a handsome man in a fox fur cloak was seen walking out of the carriage.
This person's attire definitely doesn't match that of the Northern Rong. Could he be from the Southern Jin Dynasty?
But isn’t the Northern Rong at war with the Southern Jin?
Curiosity aside, this man was dressed luxuriously, even more luxuriously than what Natmur wore, and it was obvious at first glance that he was not an ordinary person.
Yu Banxia followed out of the car. The breeze lifted a corner of her veil. Although her face could not be seen clearly, one could tell that she was a beauty just by looking at her clothes and figure.
"Slow down." Uncle Yan Ping reached out and held her hand, helping her get out of the car.
"Liuli, do you need help?" Xuanfeng smiled and stretched out his hand. Liuli rolled her eyes at him and got off the carriage directly.
Erniu put away the pedal and said to Yu Banxia, "Miss, I see there is a place to park the carriage over there. Qiqige and I will go over there to park the carriage first. Please don't walk around."
"Okay, you go and we'll see what's going on." Yu Banxia responded and walked forward with Uncle Yan Ping.
Xuanfeng walked in front, and those who were watching subconsciously made way for him.
It was not until Uncle Yan Ping and his men walked to the front that they realized why they had to give way to those people from Southern Jin?
Timur had his back to Yu Banxia and the others, and did not notice any faces from Southern Jin coming here to watch the fun.
Yu Banxia looked at the person in front of her. The girl kneeling on the ground was wearing coarse linen clothes. The vest made of snow wolf fur did not keep her warm.
Her body was shaking constantly, and there was a broken medicine basket beside her.
The medicinal herbs were scattered all over the ground, including Rhodiola rosea collected from the Gobi Desert and some other medicinal herbs unique to Beirong.
Because it was stepped on, Yu Banxia couldn't recognize what the medicinal herb was.
The girl's face was wrapped in a coarse linen headscarf, so her features could not be seen clearly, but her small almond eyes left a deep impression on Yu Banxia.
The man was dressed in luxurious attire, wearing silks, satins, and fine fox fur.
The scimitar scabbard at the waist is inlaid with blood-red agate, exuding a luxurious atmosphere.
"No wonder you didn't move when I told you to get out. You are not from Beirong. Are you from Nanjin or Dongling?" Timur stepped forward and pinched the girl's chin, forcing her to look up at him.
The girl struggled, her almond eyes full of anger and hatred: "Timur, let me go!"
“Oh, you can speak Northern Rong language?” Timur laughed and looked at his other two companions.
One of them said, "Timur, there are distinguished guests in the capital recently. You'd better be more restrained to avoid causing any trouble."
"Arsalan, what's wrong? Are you scared?" Timur snorted coldly and looked at the girl again.
"Do you know me?"
The girl glared at him angrily: "Timur, not long ago, you shot a herdsman in the right eye for no reason. Have you forgotten it so quickly?"
"You mean the herdsman who blocked my way a month ago? What's your relationship with him?"
Timur thought about it for a long time before he remembered this and couldn't help but become curious.
That herdsman looked like a Northern Rong person, so how could he have a relationship with a foreign woman?
"Uncle Pasa is my savior. It was you who suddenly showed up, but you blamed him for blocking your way with his sheep and cruelly shot him in the right eye with a golden arrow."
"You are a cruel and inhumane villain!" Hearing the girl's insults at him, Timur was not angry, but laughed out loud.
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