The people of Jiahe followed the scholar into a very ordinary courtyard. There was a woman in the courtyard. When she saw him coming back, she came up to him and said gently, "Husband."
It seemed that there was no problem, so they turned back to report.
They didn't know that after they came back, the scholar closed the door, his face calmed down, and he whispered, "I'm leaving."
The woman asked, "Is it difficult to start?"
"Yes," the scholar said, "There were many people following me, both openly and secretly. I didn't reveal my tracks, but they still sent people to follow me... They were very cautious."
"What should we do?" The woman thought for a moment and whispered, "Xinglang, it's too dangerous. How about we not go..."
The scholar's eyes widened, "The Saint died for all of us, how can we not avenge her? Even if it is extremely difficult, I will definitely seek justice for the Saint even at the cost of my life!"
The woman dared not persuade him any further, and only asked, "What should we do then?"
The scholar groaned for a moment and said, "Let's see how things develop!" As he spoke, he subconsciously touched his face and narrowed his eyes.
A branch in the corner of the yard trembled slightly, and a man jumped down, letting out a low "tsk" sound.
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The temple is small but the evil spirits are strong. It must be many years since she left the village. She really doesn't know her place. I don't know who this "saint" is. She actually dares to confront the real golden branches and jade leaves. Tsk tsk!
The holy carriage continued to move forward, and when it entered Qingzhou, its speed slowed down, and then it settled in Anning Prefecture.
Emperor Ming Yan took the empress, Yan Shiyue and Huo Qijing, the two little ones, a family of six, and left at night, dressed up as traveling merchants, and walked slowly forward.
It was the time of harvest for Champa rice. Emperor Mingyan changed into farmer's clothes, restrained his aura, and walked among the fields, occasionally chatting with old farmers.
Yan Shiyue and Huo Qijing followed behind, each holding a child.
The old farmer had small eyes and a simple smile, saying, "They say we can harvest three times! I was the first to plant, who wouldn't envy me for my knowledge!"
Emperor Mingyan smiled and said, "Brother, you can tell at first glance that you are a man with plans."
"That's right!" said the old farmer, "Although I don't know those big principles, I still have some basic knowledge! At that time, it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who came in person. You don't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looks like the immortal in the painting, white and plump, with dangling earlobes. It can be seen at a glance that he has a face of great fortune. I knew as soon as I thought about it that what he said could be believed!" He said and compared.
Puff! Yan Shiyue tried to hold back her laughter.
White and plump, these are really the highest standards for country folk to praise people, but what does the dangling earlobes mean, like the Buddha... Yan Shiyue thought that she would write a letter immediately after returning to tell the prince about his glorious image.
As a result, Nian Gao seemed to understand and said, "No! Uncle's ears..."
Yan Shiyue covered her mouth with her hand.
As a result, the old farmer turned around and exclaimed, "What a handsome kid! He looks just like a fairy! His face is so cute!"
Yan Shiyue: “…”
Although she felt that her daughter was not that fat, she could only smile and thank him twice.
Then the old farmer asked, "Is this my brother's son?"
Emperor Mingyan smiled and said, "I didn't bring my son with me, this is my son-in-law."
"Wow! What a handsome guy! You can tell at first glance that he's a good worker!"
This old farmer obviously has some knowledge, and his compliments are always different.
Emperor Ming Yandi enjoyed the conversation with him so much that he took out some change and wanted to go to his house for dinner.
The old farmer was humble for a long time before accepting it, and then he took them home. Emperor Ming Yan chatted with him all the way.
When they arrived at the old farmer's house, they saw a couple already there. The farmer's eldest son said, "Dad, this couple passing by would like to borrow our land to rest."
The old farmer said cheerfully, "What a coincidence! I also met an experienced old brother today!"
He ordered his son to buy this and that.
Emperor Ming Yan on the other side winked calmly at the back.
They picked a family at random, but this couple didn't look like ordinary people. Was it just a coincidence, or was there some ulterior motive? Of course, they had to check it out.
The man called himself Qi Xing and the woman was his wife Tian.
Apart from anything else, Qi Xing's eyes were really like what people said, with hooks, scanning people directly, and when they met her eyes, she would smile slightly.
To be honest, he doesn’t look bad, but why does this meaningful smile of “I know I’m handsome” look so disgusting?
Tian looked very virtuous and kind. She smiled at her, poured her a cup of tea, handed it to her, and said, "Are you tired? Take a rest!"
Yan Shiyue took it with a smile and put it to her lips. Qi Xing and Tian looked at each other quickly.
But the rice cake just happened to fall into her arms. Yan Shiyue helped it up casually, put down the teacup, took out the bamboo tube from behind her waist, fed her a few bites of rice cake, and then a few bites of dumplings.
Then he took two sips himself and passed it to Huo Qijing.
Not to mention that these two people are weird, even if there is nothing wrong, she won't drink it. Other people's teacups always feel weird.
Then the old farmer's son bought the things and Yan Shiyue pushed the child into the queen's arms and went over to help. Huo Qijing did not go out, but sat in the room, watching the two people's actions calmly.
Yan Shiyue was already able to do these tasks, and she did them herself, one to ensure hygiene, and the other to prevent anyone from tampering with them.
Then the old farmer's eldest son came in with a large eight-immortal table and said, "Dad, just borrow one."
The old farmer asked, "How about fighting together?"
Yan Shiyue smiled and said, "The table is too long to reach the dishes, otherwise we can just eat separately. Father-in-law, have a few sips with my father-in-law and chat more."
She said it very naturally, and the old farmer thought the same thing: "That's good!"
When Yan Shiyue was cleaning the table, she spilled the cup of tea onto the ground. The ground was just ordinary soil, and the water seeped into it. She didn't know... there was a very rare poisonous insect in it...
Qi Xing pressed his chest, gritted his teeth, and glared at Tian fiercely.
Fortunately, both sides gave money and bought a lot of things, so all the dishes were served separately. He and his wife stayed with Yan Shiyue's family of six, and the old farmer's three sons accompanied the couple.
Qi Xing: “…”
Emperor Ming Yan and the old farmer did get along very well. The old farmer was optimistic and knowledgeable, had some insight, and was decisive in doing things. When he spoke of Emperor Ming Yan and Yan Shiyue, he always called them gods, and his admiration came from the bottom of his heart. It was obvious that Emperor Ming Yan was in a much happier mood.
But the other table was very dull. The old farmer's son tried hard to entertain the couple, but the couple didn't talk much and just watched the dull atmosphere but didn't leave.
After finishing the meal, when they said goodbye, Jia and the others drove over. Yan Shiyue took two pieces of cloth from the cart and said with a smile, "This is for you. Make some clothes for your family."
This was the cloth she had specially bought for Emperor Ming Yan's visit to the countryside. It wasn't too good, but it was economical to give out, and it wouldn't be so exaggerated that people wouldn't dare to accept it. The old farmer refused repeatedly, and Yan Shiyue smiled and said, "You're welcome. We are in this business. My father-in-law has a good chat with you, so let's just treat it as making friends."
The old farmer then smiled and accepted it.
After several people got on the carriage, the shadow guard immediately reported in a low voice: "This man is said to be a scholar. He brought his wife here to study. He has been here for two days. Today, his wife was tired, so she asked for a cup of water here. Then, she saw that the vegetables they grew were good, so she gave them some silver to ask for a bowl of rice."
So it's a coincidence?
Yan Shiyue looked at Huo Qijing.
Huo Qijing said: "They kept looking at you while we were eating."
"Look at me?"
Huo Qijing nodded.
Yan Shiyue raised her eyebrows. She and the Queen both had disguises on their faces, and even Huo Qijing was in disguise, so no one should be able to recognize them.
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