However, I found that there were not many middle-aged men on the street; most of the people I saw were elderly people, young people, and women.
"That's not right," she said, puzzled. "Aren't most business people middle-aged men? Why don't I see them?"
Yi Shuihan didn't quite understand either.
The two continued walking forward and smelled a sweet, cloying fragrance. Xiao Qingyin looked up and saw several opium dens, and immediately understood everything.
All the rich guys are coming here to take tranquilizers.
The Prince of Dai is truly beyond redemption; he actually allows the people to take tranquilizers. No wonder Third Sister said that the wealthy households in the city have been emptied out.
Once you get hooked on tranquilizers, it's not easy to quit; you could easily go bankrupt.
The King of Dai is killing the goose that lays the golden eggs; he is courting his own destruction.
Yi Shuihan's complexion was also not good.
He spent a lot of effort to eradicate the divine flowers in Nandan, but he never expected that calming pills would be found everywhere in Southeast County.
If this thing spreads, the Great Xi Kingdom will not be far from being destroyed.
He had already told the emperor about the dangers of the tranquilizer, but it was unclear whether the emperor had taken it seriously.
The air on the street was polluted by the smoke from the tranquilizer pills. Xiao Qingyin held her breath and pulled Yi Shuihan away quickly. Only after leaving the area where the opium dens gathered did she relax and breathe.
"Excuse me, could you please move aside?"
A voice with a heavy local accent rang out.
Xiao Qingyin then realized that the two of them were standing at the entrance of a restaurant, blocking others from entering and exiting.
She quickly moved aside with Yi Shuihan.
Two sedan chair bearers carried a bamboo sedan chair out of the restaurant, and sitting in the chair was a middle-aged man who was simply dressed, thin, and had a refined demeanor.
She glanced at it casually, and was about to look away when she suddenly noticed that the middle-aged man was wearing a string of cypress beads on his right hand, which was resting on the handrail of the bamboo sedan chair, with a dzi bead mixed in among them.
That dzi bead was none other than her four-eyed dzi bead!
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