Yan Luo looked a little embarrassed. "There are indeed not many villagers who stayed behind. Those who stayed in the compound to enjoy their retirement are indeed people of similar age."
She appropriately reminded Jiang Qingqing that the local people in the village were basically out of manpower.
This made Jiang Qingqing's feet pause slightly as she was going down the second floor.
"Okay, I'll think about it. I'll tell you today and have someone report your case to the palace tomorrow. I'm afraid it won't be that easy for me to get out these days."
Jiang Qingqing said this and went downstairs holding up her skirt.
When she reached the staircase on the second floor, she looked back at the tables seemingly unintentionally. There were many disciples from aristocratic families on the second floor, wearing brocade robes and looking like human beings. But they were all staring at the dice in front of the gambling table, their greedy eyes gleaming.
The thin lips beneath the veil curled up slightly coldly, and then she went downstairs without looking back.
"Who is that woman in the yellow dress?"
The two young men from aristocratic families who were just standing at the stairs happened to be able to clearly see the bored indifference in Jiang Qingqing's beautiful eyes.
This kind of look is completely different from the arrogant expressions of the young ladies from aristocratic families that one usually sees in Kyoto.
Seemingly arrogant, yet deserted.
It looks like a pure white flower on a high hill, with layers of petals wrapping around the goose yellow stamens.
It is noble yet mysterious, making people feel itchy.
"I don't know her. She came down from the third floor. Maybe she's someone who came here because of her reputation in Lin'an Pavilion." Although the other young man from a noble family also saw her eyes clearly, he was not interested in this kind of cold woman.
Chi Dao touched the back of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and his phoenix eyes were full of surprise and determination.
He is a disciple from a new generation of families supported by Emperor Qing in recent years. He is ranked as an earl. As he is the youngest in the Chi family, the elders favor him.
The brief pampering and wealth accumulated by money made Chi Dao feel dizzy.
"You are not interested, but I am." He looked at the goose yellow figure about to leave the first floor, and hurriedly took a step forward to chase after it.
This made his brother beside him shake his head.
Jiang Qingqing came down from the first floor. When she passed the front desk, she remembered what Yan Luo said and looked over subconsciously.
Sure enough, I saw that Mr. Lin was unable to stand for a long time at the front desk, but he sat for too long. His cervical spine was not in good condition, and sitting and standing made him feel particularly uncomfortable.
She paused, turned around, walked to the front desk, and called out "Grandpa Lin".
"Master." When Old Lin saw the goose-yellow figure approaching, he subconsciously wanted to greet him, but when he saw clearly that the person was Jiang Qingqing, he quickly stood up.
"Grandpa Lin, Lin'an Pavilion may be delayed for a while tonight. You told me not to stay up late. Do you want to go back to the compound with me today? I'll let Yanluo help you out for the night?"
Jiang Qingqing did not mention what Old Lin said about his old age, she only said that she wanted Grandpa Lin to accompany her back to the compound.
Old Lin was stunned for a moment. He looked at the crowded lobby on the first floor. If he left at this moment, wouldn't it be dereliction of duty?
"No, no, this is the most crowded time now. If we leave, there will be no one to command order."
Lao Lin waved his hand.
Jiang Qingqing knew that Grandpa Lin would say this. She curled her lips, looked at Grandpa Lin with a smile, and said in a friendly manner: "I want to drink the lei tea made by Grandpa Lin. How can you make it for me here?"
"That has to wait until it's finished before I can make some for the Pavilion Master." When Old Lin heard that Jiang Qingqing was thinking about his Lei Cha, he laughed happily.
Jiang Qingqing put her hands on the front desk, her round eyes full of innocence at the moment, "But Qingqing is not in Qi Town tonight, I have to go back. I don't know when I can come out this time."
The last killer move.
When Lao Lin heard this, he did not insist on taking up his post. He called the nearest waiter to help watch over the shop and told Miss Yan Luo to come down early. Then he hurriedly followed Jiang Qingqing out.
It was not easy to take this old man away.
The smile in Jiang Qingqing's eyes had not yet faded when a man in azure blue brocade clothes blocked her way.
"Sir, please watch out for the road when you walk." Her clear voice did not have any of the coquettish feeling she had just now, and her lukewarm attitude made Chi Dao even more itchy.
He took a step forward, staring straight into Jiang Qingqing's bright eyes, and said directly: "Miss, are you going alone? Do you want to go up to the third floor? I'll treat you to some Biluochun. If you don't like Biluochun, the rice wine here is pretty good."
Another ignorant person who didn't know her identity and came up to test her without knowing her own limits.
She simply stood there and waved at Gan Yuan at the door.
Seeing this, Gan Yuan hurried forward. Looking at the ignorant man in front of her, she was about to reject him as usual.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingqing pointed at Mr. Lin beside her.
"Take Grandpa Lin back first, I'll go back to the compound in a while."
Her unquestionable words forced Gan Yuan to nod. While supporting Grandpa Lin and walking, he always looked back at Jiang Qingqing with concern.
As soon as Chi Dao heard the word "compound", he suddenly felt relieved.
Before he came, he made a special effort to learn about the special features of Qi Town. He knew that Qi Town was originally a village. Later, the territory was handed over to the third prince, and it gradually grew to its current size.
Qi Zhen's presence, invisibly, gave the Third Prince a perfect highlight.
Those who can come out of the Qizhen compound are all born in the original village.
She's just a little country woman, nothing to be afraid of.
"Miss, do you agree to this?"
Jiang Qingqing rubbed her wrists, and her slender wrists made a crisp sound. She looked at Chi Dao with greedy eyes.
"Your Excellency?"
She first asked about the situation tentatively.
Chi Dao said proudly, "Chi Dao, the son of Nanguan Hou."
"Late?" Hearing the name of Nanguan Hou, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
He is someone who can be provoked.
She clenched her hanging hands into fists, gathered all her strength, and punched Chi Dao's clean face.
"My surname is Jiang, my name is Qingqing. I am the daughter of Emperor Tianqi Qing, Princess Dunming." He waved his fist with a gust of wind, "You didn't see clearly who I am, and you used this greasy way to seduce me. You must have harmed many innocent people, right?"
She looks weak and fragile, especially her petite figure, which makes her appear friendly and harmless.
This punch was so powerful that the unprepared Chi Dao staggered two steps back.
The humming sound from the stage on the first floor was so loud that it covered up the voice of Jiang Qingqing's scolding, but Chi Dao, who was closest, heard it clearly.
Everyone felt the gaze coming from the corner of their eyes and turned to look, only to see Chi Dao looking at the girl in front of him wiping her fist with a gloomy expression.