Lu Qingyan's urgent matter was to find a blacksmith.
In the past, salt and iron were state monopolies, but under Ren Junhe, these matters were controlled even more strictly.
She took most of them and made them into weapons; only a small portion was allowed to circulate in the market to make some necessities.
She searched the streets for a long time before finally finding only one or two blacksmith shops. They couldn't make many things, just chains, kitchen knives, and the like. They didn't dare to make anything extra, firstly because they didn't have enough pig iron, and secondly because they wouldn't need much.
"Hey, please come in. What do you need?" The blacksmith woman showed a large part of her arm. Although she was asking Lu Qingyan, her eyes lingered on the iron chains on the ground and the kitchen knife and iron pot on the table.
Their eyes practically screamed: Buy it now, buy it now!
Lu Qingyan coughed lightly, looked the shop over carefully, and pointed to a thin iron chain on the ground, saying, "Let's buy this."
"Would you like a thicker one?" The blacksmith tied a strand of her hair back and explained, "When I first started learning, I didn't have enough strength and didn't use enough pig iron, which is why it turned out like that. I was worried it wouldn't be sturdy enough, so I haven't been able to sell it. Why did you take a liking to it?"
Lu Qingyan did not answer her, but only said, "It's probably because it caught my eye."
He shook his head and refused, saying, "There's no need to change it. I locked him up only because he was disobedient. He has a gentle personality and can't be punished harshly."
Su Han had a bad feeling when she saw her master bring the thing back: "Master, what are you doing?"
[Do nothing.]
Su Han burst into tears: [Master, Su Han will be good from now on, please don't lock me up, okay?]
Lu Qingyan: "..."
Lu Qingyan asked, puzzled: "When did I say I was going to lock you up?"
Su Han raised her watery, reddened eyes: "Didn't you already buy the chains?"
chain?
Lu Qingyan glanced at the things in her hands and made her lift them up effortlessly.
Lu Qingyan said calmly, "You're overthinking it."
She put the chains back into her spatial storage and made her way to a teahouse through a maze of twists and turns.
The teahouse is very small and can't seat many people at all. There are only three or four private rooms on the second floor. It's not particularly outstanding, but it's still quite popular.
Lu Qingyan sat in the teahouse, drank a pot of tea, and then leisurely left.
Everything seemed normal, as if she had only come here for a cup of tea. The teahouse remained closed after she left, except that the proprietress seemed to have departed.
When Lu Qingyan returned to the manor, it was still early. She sat down and flipped through a couple of pages of a book, watching the plot unfold.
Things are not peaceful in the palace, and it's about time for things to escalate.
Lu Qingyan looked up and saw the flickering candlelight beside the bed, then yawned. She figured she'd hear the news first thing tomorrow morning.
As expected, the next day Hua Yeshuang brought news to Lu Qingyan: Yu Guijun wanted to attack Meng Shijun but was stopped and the matter was reported to Fengjun Ren Quran. Before Ren Quran could even make a move, rumors circulated that Ren Quran was deliberately trying to harm everyone, but Yu Guijun saw through his scheme and that he was only trying to cause Yu Guijun some kind of accident.
This was all part of his scheme.
Ren Quran is a scholar who can't reason with a soldier; he's a prince, what can he do to a noble lady like Yu Guijun? Those people are all mentally ill.
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