"But Your Highness, it's really unnecessary for you to offend him like this. It would be fine if we could find support, but now no one is willing to help us. If we offend Lin Hai like this... You know, basically, in the country... Sigh."
"No problem."
Xinyue suddenly glanced at the noodle stall owner, or rather, the Imperial Guard, who was standing nearby, carefully recording their conversation in a small notebook. He said slowly, "According to the time, the Yangchun noodles should be ready. Why aren't you going to get the noodles?"
"Come on, wait a moment, the noodles will be here soon."
Although the boss was recognized, he was not panicked. He responded and turned around to get noodles from the pot.
Soon, a bowl of steaming hot noodles was served.
Xinyue took a bite, then silently put down his chopsticks, sighed, and said, "Thinking back to when I was in Taijing City, I was just a humble disciple of the royal family. Not to mention a life of luxury, even basic food and clothing was often a problem. There was only the Yangchun noodles at the entrance of the alley. They were cheap and delicious, and I loved them very much. Sometimes I even ate there three times a day.
I didn't expect that after so many years, even though I'm still powerless, my little brother Lin has been quite good to me. His three meals a day, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all in line with the standards of a prince, but this Yangchun noodles..."
At this point, Xinyue paused and said to the stall owner, "We're both members of the Imperial Guard, so why is your business so much worse than the one at the entrance of Taijing Alley?"
The noodle stall owner gave a dry laugh and replied seriously, "Your Highness, during the war between Dachen and Qinghe, the Jinyiwei suffered heavy losses, and many veterans were killed. Not only were their skills in lurking and spying lost, but even the art of making noodles was lost. To be honest, I've only learned how to make Yangchun noodles in just two weeks, so I can only barely make enough to not kill someone."
The only confused people at the scene were probably Xin Yuetu's group of guards. A group of them put their hands on the hilts of their swords, not knowing whether to draw them or put them down.
According to the duties of the personal guards, they couldn't just leave Xin Yuetu in the middle of a group of spies like that, right? But from what they said, they didn't seem to have any ill intentions, and they didn't seem to be planning to attack.
"Put your hands down."
Xin Yue suddenly looked helpless.
"I usually tell you to use your brains, but none of you listen. Now, as soon as you go out, you see it.
Have you forgotten where this place is?"
"Dawn City."
"Then do you still remember that this Dawn City was newly built and no civilians were relocated to live there?"
The head of the imperial guards suddenly understood. "Are you saying that everything here is fake? There are no ordinary people in the city, only people coming to the alliance. So there shouldn't be people shopping on the streets, nor people doing small business, let alone this noodle stall?"
"You're not that stupid yet."
Xin Yue suddenly smiled.
"That's the skill of my little brother Lin. You see, he never said anything about forbidding people from gathering information. There were no inspectors at the city gates. As long as you wanted to enter the city, you could. You just couldn't get close to the hotels where the heads of state were staying. But the common people all knew who lived in the city, so who would be so bored as to run there to start a small business? Even if they wanted to join in the fun and earn some pocket money, wouldn't the market outside the city be enough?
So anyone who showed up in this city was either a diplomat or an intelligence officer. My little brother Lin used this trick to expose everyone's spies.
The reason I'm still running around in this situation is simply to leave an impression. Qinghe is powerful now, and no one dares to face me, but there is no empire that lasts forever. One day they will need me, as long as I can wait until that day comes."
"Actually, you're overthinking it, Your Highness Xinyue."
Xue Wuxia's cold voice came from the side.
"My Majesty simply doesn't feel like caring. Besides, a little more popularity in the city is a good thing. As for why, you'll know after tomorrow's meeting."
Xue Wuxia slammed her straight knife on the table and said to the Jinyiwei of the Chen Dynasty who pretended not to see anything and ran to cut green onions, "Since you are going to hide, you should be serious! Yangchun noodles are a specialty snack of your Jiankang, but they are not sold everywhere. Can you not set up a Yangchun noodle stall while you are hiding? No one can miss it."
"Can't southern snacks be brought to the north and sold? Your words are quite overbearing, sir."
The Jinyiwei who sold noodles didn't know Xue Wuxia and even dared to talk back, which made the spies from the surrounding countries admire his courage.
"Of course we can get it to the north to sell, but it's your fault for making it so unpalatable. Also, my Majesty promised to help you rebuild the Jinyiwei. I am the new Jinyiwei Tongzhi, so not only can I say that your cooking is unpalatable, I can also punish you. You pack up now and go to the north. Find a county town to live in and sell noodles. There are no other tasks. When you can support yourself by selling noodles, then you can report back. Otherwise, don't come back.
Don't even think about running away, I'll get someone to follow you."
As soon as Xue Wuxia finished speaking, the Jinyiwei had already started to clean up and wash the dishes to prepare to leave, and even took away the noodles that Xin Yuetu had only taken a bite of.
"Hey, Master Xue, I was just hungry in the middle of the night and came out to eat a bowl of noodles."
Xin Yuetu said awkwardly.
"Your Highness Xinyue, you should go back and get some rest. You have a meeting early tomorrow morning. As for the rest, don't worry about it. I will take care of it."
Xue Wuxia sat down after she finished speaking, and it seemed that she was really going to watch this Jinyiwei get rid of him.
"Master Xue, won't you follow me back?"
Xinyue was surprised. How did you know I went back if you didn't follow me?
"Don't worry, Your Highness Xinyue. There will always be someone watching you here. You are already an adult, can't you still not find the way back? So I don't need to follow you."
Xue Wuxia said unhappily.
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