The next day, the mother and son went to a carriage company to hire a carriage and prepared to go to Yangzhou by land.
Master Li's gift was not much, except that her piano was a bit big.
However, with Shanshui helping to move it, it wasn't difficult.
Suzhou City is not far from Yangzhou City. If you set out in the morning and travel fast, you can arrive there before dark.
The coachman was a middle-aged man who looked very ordinary and didn't like to talk much. After the mother and son got on the car, he was called over by the people from the coachman's company to introduce them. He just smiled at the two of them and called out, "Madam, and Sir, please sit down."
The mother and son raised their eyebrows, their movements surprisingly consistent.
After the car started moving, the two looked at each other and could see what was in each other's eyes.
Throughout the morning, Master Li told Shanshui about the customs and culture of Jiangnan, as well as her experiences in Jiangnan when she was young with her mother.
Shanshui listened while paying attention to the movements outside.
The cars of this carriage company are expensive, not only because their carriages are of high quality, but also because the windows and front doors of their cars are not covered with cloth or paper, but with transparent glass.
The Tao family in Yunzhou Prefecture has a recipe for making glass, not to mention the several major prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River that are much more developed than Yunzhou.
But it is true that glass is expensive.
Shanshui saw that the coachman outside's ears moved from time to time, and his hands holding the reins tightened from time to time, and he had a guess in his mind.
Not only him, but Master Li is like this too.
Master Li focused on talking about things that happened in her childhood, and was also observing the movements of the people outside.
After finishing his words, Master Li nodded to Shanshui.
Shanshui knocked on the glass.
"Sir, what's the matter?"
The driver stopped his horse, turned around and asked.
"We need to take a break. Please park your horse nearby."
Mountains and rivers.
"Sir, Madam, there's a small town not far ahead. You and Madam can take a short break. This is a desolate mountain..."
"parking!"
Shanshui just doesn't allow people to continue talking.
The coachman had no choice but to park the carriage aside.
Shanshui helped Master Li get off the carriage and took Master Li to a flat ground. After Master Li stood up, he turned around and started to attack the coachman.
Unexpectedly, the driver's reaction was not slow. He was very familiar with Shanshui's moves and was able to follow every one of them.
Shanshui curled his lips, and he knew that he was right, this coachman was definitely not a real coachman.
This person is the one who followed them yesterday.
This person is someone he feels familiar with.
This person is Mo Hui!
"Dad, do you think that after five years, I'm still that weak?"
Shanshui suddenly said something.
The driver paused for a moment, and was finally restrained by Shanshui.
That’s right, this person is none other than Shanshui’s father who died, the old man Mo, whom Cheng Shunjiang cursed from time to time, Mo Hui.
Mo Hui looked at Shanshui in disbelief. He really didn't expect that this child could actually remember him, and his tone was so certain.
He was almost crying. After all, this was the child he had raised for more than ten years and had been with him since birth.
Even the name was given by him.
He had not received much education, and the child was of noble status, so he did not dare to let others name him casually. From the capital to Yunzhou, there were mountains and rivers along the way, so he gave this noble child a nickname, Shanshui.
That’s right, it’s just a nickname. This child only has a nickname.
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