Aunt Zhang, who was driving the carriage, frowned tightly when she heard the creepy laughter coming from the carriage.
Is the young lady infatuated with love again?
Now she has set her sights on the young man from a noble family and the officer guarding the city gate?
Aunt Zhang pursed her cracked lips, her face full of helplessness.
I thought I could enjoy my old age in peace, but I didn't expect it to be a life of wandering.
When will her miserable life end?
After watching the carriage go away with his small eyes, he fiddled with Ji Yongjia with a smile.
"Brother Ji is still very charming. That girl likes you, haha."
".....Don't talk nonsense!" Ji Yongjia squinted his eyes and stared at the carriage going away with a frown.
How could it look so familiar?
The other party probably doesn't know him. If he did, he would definitely exclaim in surprise.
But he always felt that this woman had a very familiar feeling, but it was definitely not the kind of familiarity between men and women.
The little girl raised her eyebrows and looked at Ji Yongjia. Seeing Ji Yongjia obsessed with watching the carriage go away, she smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled.
"Don't look at her anymore. Go far away. When she comes back after visiting her grandmother, you will be able to see her."
Ji Yongjia rolled his eyes and said, "Close the door!"
After saying that, he went up to the city gate tower without looking back.
.......
"Nurse, go directly to the Bailong City prefectural government office."
After Ran Xiangyu calmed down, she opened the carriage door and spoke to Nanny Zhang.
Aunt Zhang looked at Ran Xiangyu in astonishment.
"Miss, what are you doing at the prefectural government office?"
They had been trying to avoid the people from the yamen all the way, so how could they just go straight to their door?
It is not easy to enter the prefectural government office. You have to pay money to clear the way.
They have no money now, and if the few things in the carriage are taken away, they and their servant will have to live on the streets.
Ran Xiangyu raised the corner of her mouth and looked ahead with bright eyes.
"Shen Yong is in the prefectural government office."
Aunt Zhang looked at Ran Xiangyu in shock, as if she had seen a ghost.
Is the young lady hysterical?
Is Shen Yong crazy? He ran to the prefectural government office.
The Shen family is being hunted by the emperor, how dare they go to the prefectural government?
Chen Yong killed so many imperial guards at the post station and committed such a serious crime. He must be a wanted criminal now.
How could a criminal run to the prefectural yamen? Is he crazy?
"Miss, are you confused?"
Aunt Zhang endured the pain in her throat and uttered these words.
She really didn't want to talk, her throat was so sore that it was smoking.
But the eldest lady always has her own ideas, which really makes her very upset.
"I'm not confused." Ran Xiangyu said with a smile.
"Nanny, didn't you recognize me just now?"
"The man who opened the city gate was Shen Yong's third wife's cousin—the imperial guard Ji Yongjia!"
Aunt Zhang widened her eyes in shock, her eyeballs almost falling out of their sockets.
What! ! ?
The palace guards are guarding the city gates, are they having fun?
Would Ji Yongjia be willing to do that?
But forget it, she knew how arrogant Ji Yongjia was.
When she went to the Shen family with the eldest daughter before, she met Ji Yongjia. Ji Yongjia didn't even look at them, and his nose was raised in arrogance.
How could such a person be willing to guard the city gate?
She wouldn't believe it even if you beat her to death.
Aunt Zhang swallowed the blood foam in her throat with great effort and tried to persuade with a hoarse voice,
"Miss, you must have seen it wrong."
"There are many people in this world who look alike."
"Miss, you don't know Ji Yongjia's temper. How could he be willing to guard the city gate?"
Ran Xiangyu was startled and frowned.
"Impossible, I'm sure that's Ji Yongjia."
"Let's go to the prefectural government office and find out."
No matter what, she had to take a stroll to the prefectural government office.
If her guess is correct, then her good days will come.
Ran Xiangyu glanced at the people on both sides of the official road, and the joy in her eyes became even stronger.
In the city we passed by before, the people were lifeless, like zombies.
Whenever they saw her carriage passing by, they would stare at the horses, wanting to rush up and take a bite.
But when the people of Bailong City saw the horses, they just glanced at them lightly and then retreated to the sides of the road, without any greed for the horses in their eyes.
The most important thing is that the people look energetic.
Ran Xiangyu observed carefully and suddenly saw people on the roadside drinking water with ladles.
The people nearby had no intention of fighting for it.
Seeing this, Ran Xiangyu quickly pulled Aunt Zhang.
"Nurse, look, they are drinking water."
Looking at the clear water in the people's ladles, Ran Xiangyu felt even thirstier.
Aunt Zhang looked to the side of the road and her eyes widened in shock.
“It’s really water!!”
Aunt Zhang, who had been half dying of thirst for a long time, could no longer hold back her thirst.
She quickly stopped the carriage, jumped off, and rushed to the people who were drinking water.
"Can...can you give me a drink of water?"
Aunt Zhang stared at the watering can in the middle-aged woman's hand and licked her cracked lips unconsciously.
The woman was frightened and looked at the dirty old lady in front of her with a confused face.
It was obvious that this man was from out of town. As his family had a carriage, he should not be short of money.
It's so dirty, probably because there's a lack of water on the road.
Seeing the woman's stunned look, Nanny Zhang quickly took out five taels of silver from her sleeve and stuffed it into her hand.
"I'll give you some silver, big sister, please give me some water."
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