Chapter 787 Mistress?
The plan is grand and magnificent, majestic and magnificent.
Layer upon layer of white marble steps like dense scales, pieces of dazzling yellow glazed tiles, the golden light of the summer sun shining down, at this moment the city of mankind is comparable to the work of nature.
When Wei Changtian stood in the huge Yongding City and looked up at the Longshou Mountain in the distance which was dotted with palaces, he finally saw for the first time what the world of cultivation should look like.
It has to be said that compared to other big cities he had seen, Yongding, which was built around the mountains, was indeed much more "mysterious".
People live around the foot of the mountain.
The capital offices of all Dahui institutions are located above the foot of the mountain and below the middle of the mountain.
From the mountainside to the top is the Dahui Palace.
The construction of the imperial palace on the mountain was undoubtedly extremely difficult. If it were not for the existence of practitioners, it would be difficult to accomplish this feat even with the investment of more manpower and material resources.
But correspondingly, just like the pyramids in the previous life, its visual impact is indeed strong enough.
Good man, if there were a few more monks flying on swords around, it would really be like the scenes described in fantasy novels. "Young Master!"
He praised in his heart, and when Zhang San's voice sounded, Wei Changtian finally retracted his gaze and asked casually: "Is everything done?"
"It's done."
Zhang San nodded: "I just want a private courtyard."
"Well, let's go."
With a slight nod, Wei Changtian immediately followed Zhang San towards the inn called "Zhuwu" not far away, while Yang Liusi and Li Zimu fell slightly behind them.
Wei Changtian didn't bring many people with him this time, only Zhang San, Yang Liushi, and Li Zimu.
And these three people obviously have their own uses.
Zhang San is responsible for transmitting information and doing odd jobs.
Yang Liushi is not only a "thug", but also has to use illusions to help the group hide their identities and whereabouts.
As for Li Zimu, she replaced Chu Xianping and became Wei Changtian's current military advisor.
"Dear guests, the room has been cleaned up."
"I will take you there now."
Just like that, with the innkeeper's wife's cordial hospitality, the four of them walked into the front hall of the inn one after another, all with smiles on their faces.
And with their arrival, an undercurrent capable of destroying everything began to surge in this prosperous and magnificent Yongding City.
The "Zhuwu" Inn is located in the southwest corner of Yongding City. It is not very close to Longshou Mountain, about ten miles away.
Since this inn is named "Zhuwu", it means there must be bamboo and water in it.
It is bordered by rivers on the east, south and west sides, and only the north side is connected to Qian Street. From a distance, it looks like a green bamboo forest.
The main part of the inn is hidden in the bamboo forest. Although the house is made of wood, it is mostly decorated with bamboo strips and there are many flowers and rare plants planted around it.
Such a place has a sense of tranquility in a bustling city, and being in it seems to be able to isolate yourself from the hustle and bustle of the city.
But correspondingly, the room rates here are not cheap.
Of course, the reason why Wei Changtian chose to stay in this "high-end B&B" was not because he was greedy for enjoyment, or because the young proprietress was quite pretty.
He just felt that compared to an ordinary inn with people coming and going, this place was more secretive after all.
Moreover, the innkeeper is so young yet she has such a business in Yongding City. It is very likely that she has some background, and the probability of being questioned in the future is certainly much smaller.
As for the identities of his group, "Boss, I wonder how many larger horse shops there are in the city?"
Following the shopkeeper's wife towards a separate courtyard deep in the bamboo forest, Wei Changtian suddenly said, "We are from Dajue and want to do some horse business."
"You guests are all great awakening people."
The lady boss in a green dress turned around and said with a smile: "Sir, please don't be polite. My name is Qin He, you can call me Miss."
"By the way, I don't know you, sir."
"Oh, my last name is Wei."
"It turns out to be Master Wei. Thank you for taking care of my business."
The woman named Qin He stopped and bowed, then took another step and deliberately stopped behind Wei Changtian to answer the latter's question.
"Master Wei, there are thirteen horse houses in Dahuilong, and every one of them has a shop in Yongding City."
"Which one would you like to visit first?"
"Which one do you think is better, Miss Qin?"
"I don't know much about the horse market, so I dare not say anything, but I heard that the horses sold by Changsheng Horse Shop are the best."
"Really? But I don't know where this Changsheng Horse Shop is located?"
"It's in the east part of the city."
“.”
After a few words, Wei Changtian and Qin He soon started talking about horse trading.
And "the horse dealer from Dajue" was his identity in Dahui during this period.
In fact, this was Li Zimu's idea.
First of all, there are already many horse dealers of all sizes traveling back and forth between the north and the south for the horses produced in large quantities, so it would not seem out of place.
Secondly, horse trading is a big business and it is not something that can be settled in a day or two. If they stay here for a long time, it will not arouse suspicion.
Finally, horse dealers need to travel all year round, so most of them have some skills, which can also explain his and Zhang Sanwu's identities.
It has to be said that Li Zimu may not be as good as Chu Xianping in major strategies, but he is extremely meticulous in handling such small matters.
And this is why Wei Changtian brought her here. "Thank you, Miss Qin. I will go to Changsheng Horse Shop to take a look tomorrow."
"You are too polite, sir. You must be tired after coming from afar. I will not bother you any more. You can just ask me if you have anything to say."
"good"
“.”
As they were talking, they had already arrived at a private courtyard.
Qin He said a few more polite words and then said goodbye. Several inn waiters also moved Wei Changtian and his companions' luggage into the house and left.
Turning his head to look at the other two uninhabited courtyards not far away, and glancing at Qin He's beautiful back, Wei Changtian muttered softly:
"I guess she's a mistress."
"Mistress?"
Yang Liushi, who was looking at the scenery in the courtyard, heard this and asked in confusion: "Husband, what is a mistress?"
"this."
Wei Changtian racked his brains for a long time and finally came up with a more appropriate explanation: "It's a concubine who is not to be seen by others."
"Oh, I see."
When Yang Liushi heard the word "concubine", who had spent several years in brothels, she immediately understood.
She frowned and thought about it, then turned back to look at Qin He. It was obvious that she agreed with Wei Changtian's judgment.
After all, the expenses of opening such an inn in Yongding City must be very high, but the business of "Zhuwu" is obviously not good, so Qin He must be a rich man.
In addition, Qin He asked Wei Changtian to call her "girl", which means that she is at least not married on the surface.
A young woman without a legitimate status, out in the open to do business, not afraid of losing money. Combining these three points, Qin He does look like a "mistress".
"Sir, please come in."
Shaking his head, Yang Liushi had no interest in discussing other people's private matters, and soon walked into the courtyard with Wei Changtian.
Not far away, Qin He, who didn't know that she had been identified as a mistress, also looked back at this time.
His eyes swept across Yang Liushi, Zhang San, Li Zimu, and finally fell on Wei Changtian's back.
She blinked her long eyelashes, seeming a little confused.
(End of this chapter)
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