Chapter 30 Stolen? "Someone said it was some treasure?"...
The guests at the tables that were originally chatting with each other subconsciously quieted down a bit, their eyes wandering...
Chen Jiao subconsciously touched his neck and lowered his head, but felt someone passing by.
Oh, that cunning and mean Mr. Bai Yang walked to the shelf and rummaged through the condiment table. The condiments on it, such as green onions and other worthless gadgets that are eaten with big meat, may not be open to the public for anyone to use in other inns, but the room and meal fees here are much higher, so it is naturally better to be served. There are quite a lot of things on the condiment table. Did Jiang Hui go to get the condiments?
It's inexplicable. Why is there such a big fuss about just a small piece of information?
It's so scary!
Everyone was depressed, but they didn't dare to show it.
So, Mr. Jiang, do you want chopped green onions, minced garlic, or some ordinary spices or salt?
As a result... after flipping through it for a while, Mr. Jiang's face looked unhappy. He called the waiter to ask something, but the latter looked embarrassed and shook his head.
Jiang Hui took out his purse and turned around, only to see Fu Yi coming towards him.
"Sir, do you want some candy?"
Fuyi was also from Jiangnan, and her taste was not particularly sweet, but she certainly did not like milk tea or bean soup that was too salty. It was not uncommon for some southerners to travel long distances north and bring sugar cubes made from sugarcane or more precious honey. Fuyi was praised by people, and no matter how the nobles from all over the place viewed her, her etiquette and gifts were in place, including precious sweets such as brown sugar, which were not affordable for ordinary people and were not precious to her. Just now, when she saw Jiang Hui rummaging over there, she guessed something and whispered instructions to the maid.
Then...I delivered it personally...
He didn't even send a maid to deliver it, he delivered it himself.
"I have two cans here, which is enough for you. I can give you another one."
Chen Jiao's teeth were almost broken.
Jiang Hui glanced at her and did not refuse. He handed over the silver ingot to buy it with a cold attitude. Fu Yi did not refuse and completed the transaction directly. Then she watched Jiang Hui go back with a jar of candy without looking back. Still disregarding Fu Yi's face, she tested the poison on the spot and then handed it to Yan Siqing.
Yan Siqing was just thinking about something and was troubled for a while by a bowl of salty mare's milk.
This thing is not cheap and is quite nutritious. She doesn't like to waste it, but since she has already taken a sip, she won't give it to others, so she decides to drink it herself.
Finally, sugar arrived.
"Um, thank you, cousin." Yan Siqing had just ignored what Jiang Hui was doing. Now he reacted and looked up at him, but both of them avoided his gaze.
He was indifferent and casually said that he felt it was salty too.
One is a polite thank you.
Then, Yan Siqing looked back.
They saw Fuyi was also looking at them, but when he saw her turn around, he immediately turned his head away and avoided her gaze.
Yan Siqing looked at the expressions of others and was probably shocked by the pampered and extravagant life of her "little prince".
Sugar is indeed not something that ordinary people use often.
But they are more common in Chang'an City, after all, it is the imperial capital.
Yan Siqing didn't care much, he just saw that Chen Jiao seemed to be irritated.
It’s Jiang Lingxin.
This man smiled and looked like a scholar, but his name also reflected his background. The Jiang family was a big family in the south. Many of them had become Jinshi (imperial examination candidates) and officials, including some third-rank officials in the court. The governor of Chang'an was also a political family, and it was not something that Chen Jiao, a nephew, could deal with.
For some unknown reason, he went to chat with Chen Jiao.
Chen Jiao is not stupid. If he can endure humiliation and give in in front of Jiang Hui, whose identity is unknown, he will not conflict with Jiang Lingxin, whose background is clear.
Although he also realized that Jiang Lingxin came here specifically for Fu Yi, as if he was afraid that he would succeed.
In his hometown, Chen Jiao was a local tyrant, and everyone gave face to his Chen family. After all, his relative was the governor of Chang'an, and his status was powerful, so the locals dared not provoke him.
Why is it that the closer he gets to Chang'an, the more people come to bully him?
hateful!
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Jiang Hui didn't pretend, nor did he care about other people's lives. After testing the poison and confirming that there was no problem, he started to eat. Occasionally, he glanced at Yan Siqing beside him, his eyes were very indifferent, just a quick glance, but he was sharp after all.
He asked casually in a low voice, "Do you know those three scholars?"
Yan Siqing was so focused on eating that she didn't notice who among the guests seated in the hall was looking at her. She was surprised to hear this.
I didn't look back and denied it.
"Cousin, are you afraid that the other party will recognize me?"
I have never been to the narrow city, but Liu Wuzheng might have seen me by chance while studying in various coastal cities.
This matter is not a big deal.
Jiang Hui: "What if he recognizes you? What if he comes looking for you?"
The person he was talking about was Liu Wuzheng.
Yan Siqing: "Just deny it, am I not your cousin?"
She is not that easy to recognize in her current outfit. Since the other party is a talented and smart person, he would not approach her to test her.
If you really try it, just deny it. Anyway, it seems that the closer His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gets to Chang'an, the more arrogant he becomes, and he doesn't even bother to pretend.
But forcing her to dress up as a man and act as his cousin was nothing more than a spontaneous act, and she simply didn't have the confidence to resist him.
However, as soon as she said this lazy response, she felt a little regretful. She reflected that she had forgotten the difference between them. When she was about to make amends, she found that Jiang Hui raised his eyebrows, as if he was very happy.
"Now you can just treat yourself as a member of my family."
"Call me if anyone asks you anything, and I'll take care of them."
Yan Siqing paused and said softly, "It's just a formality."
The cousin of Governor Zhou is nothing, but at least he is real. What about hers, which is fake?
Jiang Hui: “….”
She looks frail, but she is actually good at archery, and her spinning arrows are always very accurate.
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Yan Siqing and the others arrived early and went back to their room after eating.
As usual, the two female secret agents searched the room and made sure there were no Tibetans or dangerous objects before leaving.
If Yan Siqing hadn't refused, they would have all slept on the floor in the house.
As soon as the room became quiet, Yan Siqing took a shower, tidied herself up, and rested for a while. She felt much better and her eyes and eyebrows showed more charm as if she had replenished her energy and blood.
She opened the window and looked out at the starry and moonlit night sky. A cool breeze blew over her. She stared for a while.
Because of its good location, there is a balcony in front facing the front yard of the post station, and a large lake can be seen when the window in the back yard is opened, which prevents people from sneaking in through the dense forest in the back mountain. The rooms here can only be reached by taking the stairs from the main entrance or climbing over the eaves.
But there was a hole in the room where Ruozhao and the others were.
They can see everything that goes in and out.
Yan Siqing was here and could hear the rustling sounds coming from upstairs and downstairs.
There was a quarrel within the Liao family, and there were sounds of beating and scolding.
Jiang Lingxin seemed to have had an argument with someone under the eaves, said some unpleasant words, and left angrily.
Chen Jiao went to find Fu Yi again.
Yan Siqing is not interested in the right and wrong of others. Even though she is also a woman, she understands the difficulties of Fuyi, but her own situation is not good, and she really cannot drag others out of the mud.
Her fingers moved upwards and touched the red jade bracelet on her wrist. She lowered her eyes, and her eyes were filled with longing for her daughter, Zhou and others, but she quickly subsided.
Because a note was thrown from the balcony.
Yan Siqing closed the window, went to the balcony to get the note and brought it back to the house. After opening it, she saw Jiang Hui's handwriting on it.
——If we check, we will find that the boxes escorted by the caravan are filled with large black cloth, but it does not look like anything precious. It should be a disguise to fill the boxes. However, when Luo Gao entered the room, he did not let the servants carry the luggage, but carried it himself.
No one knows what is in that bag.
This is an investigation into the caravan, and later there will be an investigation into Lin An and the post station.
It was only when it got late at night that we arranged for people to go to the lake to check for horse footprints. A large number of horses left the lake and hid in the dense forests on both sides of the main gate, leaning against the mountains. After the rain, the ground was soft and easily left footprints.
——There are indeed footprints going into the woods on the left. I don’t know how deep the enemy is hiding, but counting the horse footprints, there are at least forty horses. I will arrange for the rear guards to cover them all. If there is any movement, Ruo Zhao will escort you to the uninhabited Room B3.
The other side also had quite a few people, especially with the horses, they could charge forward, which was twice the number of people they brought. However, Jiang Hui had other people under his command, some of whom were in the open and some were in the dark.
All along, the troops were deployed in separate wings to support the main force, which was also the way of marching and fighting.
He was quite frank with Yan Siqing this time. Their fates were one, and they lived up to their previous communication. After reading the note, Yan Siqing understood what was going on. He walked slowly to the candle, placed the note on it, and lit it.
The flames burned slowly.
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The stables outside the lake in the backyard of the post station were quiet. The horses heard some noise, opened their eyes slightly, saw a human figure, but ignored it and continued to rest.
However, the figure under the eaves was as stealthy as a ghost, moving quietly and without making any sound.
There were three figures in total.
One person was holding a bag and lowered his voice: "Here it is. I worked so hard to bring it here."
"Take a look at the things."
"Let me see your money first."
"Are you afraid we'll lie to you? According to the secret letter plan, we'll look at the jade pendant first—are you planning to change the plan at the last minute? That's against the rules."
A third person added, "Trade practices dictate that both parties inspect the goods and money first, and then conduct a second round of inspections to confirm the authenticity of the goods. Ultimately, the transaction is concluded through mutual agreement. If any issues arise at any stage, both parties are held responsible. Once both rounds of inspections are complete, the payment and goods are cleared, and anything that happens after that point is not the other party's fault."
"If you don't even understand the rules, then there's no point in doing this business. We'll report to the higher-ups ourselves, and you'll be responsible for the consequences."
The first person was dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do, "Just watch it."
The short and sturdy figure carefully opened the fabric of the bag, revealing an exquisitely carved small box inside, and then took out a small iron key to open the small box.
There was a slight clicking sound.
The small box opened, revealing the...objects inside.
The whole body is crystal clear and of great value.
The three of them looked at it and were very satisfied. They also discussed matters after the transaction, such as how to return safely to avoid being robbed and killed.
The horse beside him suddenly neighed, as if waking up.
The two men were startled. The dwarf, alert, quickly closed the box and locked it again, saying, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's look at your gold first. Without it, everything is in vain."
"Of course. Look, this is the counter number flying money. The amount of money is on it. Do you think we would carry so much gold to trade with you? You can also verify it."
"It's really a flying money-in-trust letter. Hey, here's the thing..."
The dwarf inspected the flying money and confirmed its authenticity. The two sides began a second round of re-verification of the transaction. This time it was also a real transaction. As long as it was approved by default, then...
The dwarf opened the box again and opened it with the small iron key.
There was a slight clicking sound.
The small box opened, revealing the...
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As the night deepened, Yan Siqing lay on the couch, half asleep and half awake, when she suddenly heard a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
Tear through the night.
She was startled and rubbed her eyebrows under the quilt. She looked at the figures walking and making noise outside the door and windows, but there was someone outside the door.
It’s Ruo Zhao.
Something happened, so we need to take her to the safety of Room B3?
But the sound just now...
Yan Siqing hadn't gotten up yet. After a while, Ruozhao bowed and gave way. A tall figure appeared in the window that Yan Siqing could recognize at a glance.
The fact that he didn't go to deal with anyone meant that the commotion wasn't caused by Lin An and Prince Qi.
Jiang Hui leaned against the door, his face tilted to the side as he whispered, "Something's happened. The caravan owner, Luo Gao, is yelling. Just a few questions, it seems the treasure his caravan was transporting was stolen. He wants to report it to the authorities that night, and he's having his caravan guards seal off the entire post station, preventing anyone from leaving."
Yan Siqing, who had already sat up, lifted her hair, looking lazy and a little confused.
Stolen?
She stood up, put on her coat, and walked to the door and whispered, "What treasure is it?"
Such a big fuss?
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