Chapter 404: I wish you a safe journey and all the best
An hour later, a very inconspicuous carriage with green curtains stopped in front of the inn.
Sang Zhixia held the collar of her cloak with one hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I've taken care of everything you need. If there's anything else you need, just tell the person accompanying you."
Zhao Zhongquan narrowed his eyes contentedly, protecting his newly acquired purse and nodding with satisfaction: "Young people are indeed thoughtful, and the girl is very considerate."
Sang Zhixia pretended not to hear the disparagement of Xu Yu in Zhao Zhongquan's words, and held back her laughter as she personally walked him to the carriage.
Zhao Zhongquan was helped onto the carriage when he suddenly turned around and waved mysteriously at Sang Zhixia: "Come here, girl. I have something to tell you."
Upon hearing this, Shen Anzhu, who was following closely behind, immediately stopped Meng Pei, who was rushing forward without thinking. The two of them cooperated and took a few steps back.
Zhao Zhongquan said mysteriously, "Don't be stingy with the money for setting up the porridge stall. Just get started."
"Whenever the scattered grain enters the stomach of a living person, it will definitely have an impact, don't you understand?"
Sang Zhixia was startled for no apparent reason and laughed, "You are reminding me with good intentions, but you know my current situation. Even if there is a response, I wouldn't dare to acknowledge it."
When people do good, they seek only two things.
One is to seek inner peace, and the other is to seek a reputation for being kind and charitable.
Sang Zhixia was well aware that his motives were not pure and he did not care about the so-called good reputation.
If she really became famous, she would...
"Confused!"
Zhao Zhongquan saw through Sang Zhixia's fear and said, tugging at his beard, "The Xu family cannot be publicized due to current events, but Sanyou Granary is your property. How does it have anything to do with the Xu family's crimes?"
"Just keep your mind at ease and do your good deeds peacefully. When I return to Kyoto, I will commend you in the name of the mistress of Sanyou Grain Store. Anyway, I won't reveal the truth, right?"
Sang Zhixia hadn't expected this to happen, and said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Is this even possible?"
"Why not?"
Zhao Zhongquan said with bulging eyes, "Sanyou Granary has actually donated money and grain. Regardless of their purpose, they are truly doing good things that benefit the people."
"If something is produced, we should discuss the matter and seek a reward. Isn't that what should be done?"
The imperial city of Kyoto is home to many powerful and noble people. The rewards issued by the palace are not only given to every family of the powerful and noble, but also almost the same as theirs. It is not worth mentioning that it is surprising at all.
But it’s different outside Kyoto.
The royal favor and approval was equivalent to putting a layer of gold on Sang Zhixia's business to keep away bad people. Anyone who heard about it would have to be more cautious and give Sang Zhixia more face wherever they went.
Zhao Zhongquan could not do much because of Sang Zhixia's identity as Xu Yu's wife, but it was not difficult to ask for a plaque for her and an imperial edict to reward her for her kindness.
As if worried that Sang Zhixia wouldn't understand the benefits of this reward, Zhao Zhongquan lowered his voice and emphasized, "Reputation may seem illusory, worth no more than two taels of copper coins, but in reality, it can bring many advantages."
"As long as you concentrate on doing your job well, when you return to see the emperor, I will naturally shower you with compliments. How can I refuse such a free gift?"
Sang Zhixia was amused by Zhao Zhongquan's words, but she suppressed her laughter and made a respectful gesture: "It's such a small matter that you have to take so much trouble. I really appreciate your hard work."
Zhao Zhongquan was flattered and smiled, stroking his beard and baring his teeth: "As I should."
"You've done a great job, and I've received your kindness. Consider this my way of returning the favor."
"By the way, I'll take care of your brother. When I return this time, I will definitely train and educate him well and will not let you down!"
After saying this, Zhao Zhongquan got into the car happily.
Sang Zhixia was stunned for a moment, then turned her head in confusion: "About my brother?"
Doesn’t Zhao Zhongquan and her scumbag father get along so well?
Why was she suddenly talking about her brother?
Before Sang Zhixia could figure out the logic, Chen Anzhu, who was waiting in the distance, came over with a grinning Meng Pei.
Meng Pei felt ashamed that he had lost face in front of Sang Zhixia, so he covered his twisted arm and said nothing.
Chen Anzhu glanced at him, took out the small wooden box he had prepared long ago, and handed it forward with both hands, saying in a low voice: "First, I deceived you, and now I have to help you with all my strength. I can't repay the Sang family's kindness, so please accept this little token of your gratitude."
Sang Zhixia smiled and didn't respond: "We just want to help each other, but it doesn't have to be like this."
"Take it."
Chen Anzhu took Sang Zhixia's hand and put the box on the table. With an indelible sense of melancholy, he said, "Shu is my hometown, but it's not a good place to go. If I am destined to stay, I probably won't look back in this lifetime. There's no point in keeping these things."
Before Sang Zhixia responded, Shen Anzhu said seriously: "Don't worry, this time it's all true."
"If the old case can be cleared, take these things to the government office and we can sign a deed on the spot. From now on, they will all be under your name, and no one will dare to say anything against it."
Sang Zhixia guessed what was in the box and after a moment of silence, she laughed and said, "This is too valuable."
"Compared to obsession, it's just a vulgar thing. How can it be valuable?"
As Chen Anzhu spoke, he couldn't help laughing. He pointed at Meng Pei, who was drooping his tail like a big dog, and said, "Didn't this idiot get an extra bottle of high-quality ginseng pills? Consider it a thank you gift."
Meng Pei's already embarrassed face turned even darker and redder. His eyes wandered away, and his voice was muffled: "Thank you, Mr. Sang, for showing mercy."
"If you can be of any use to me someday, just let me know."
A hint of ridicule flashed across Sang Zhixia's eyes. She handed the box to Ling Chu and said with a smile, "You don't plan to return to Shu after returning from Kyoto. Do you have a place in mind for your trip?"
Chen Anzhu didn't say anything, and Meng Pei answered innocently: "I don't know yet."
"But we agreed that we can just go wherever we want. It's okay to just wander around if we have nothing to do."
"You guys are so free and easy."
Sang Zhixia sighed with emotion, looked at Chen Anzhu with a smile and said, "If you have wandered around enough and still haven't thought of a place you want to go, why not go northwest."
"northwest?"
Chen Anzhu's eyes flickered with a subtle dark light, and he said playfully, "Since ancient times, the Northwest has mostly been a place of exile for criminals. Is there anything worth seeing there?"
Sang Zhixia didn't care about the temptation in Shen Anzhu's words, and curled her lips and said, "It's the weather that's bitterly cold, but it's the human heart that's always hot. As long as you put your mind to it, the ice and snow will become a beautiful scene."
"As for the rest, if you don't see it with your own eyes, even hearsay can be false. What do you think?"
Chen Anzhu was silent for a moment before chuckling softly: "I am narrow-minded."
"But I took note of what Mr. Sang said."
"If we meet in the northwest someday, I would like to ask for a bowl of rice from you, my host."
Sang Zhixia smiled knowingly, took a half step back, and made a gesture of invitation: "Then I will definitely make the bed ready for you."
"I wish you a safe journey and all the best."
Chen Anzhu bowed gratefully to Sang Zhixia. Meng Pei, who was sitting on the carriage and driving the carriage, also clasped his fists with a serious face and said, "Thank you very much."
Sang Zhixia nodded and smiled. When the carriage drove away, she couldn't help but snap her fingers joyfully and turned back into the house: "Let's go and count the deeds!"
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