Before noon the next day
The four of them arrived at the nearest Qingping Town, dismounted, walked towards the gate, paid a few coins to enter the city, and found an inn to stay temporarily.
After Jiang Sheng gave a few instructions, he took Yang Yi to the blacksmith shop, handed the hidden weapon drawings to the blacksmith, paid the deposit, and agreed on a time to pick up the items.
Then he left the iron shop and wandered around the streets.
He kept buying and buying, and soon Yang Yi's arms and hands were filled with things. He glanced at the young master who was still eager to try, pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly and said.
"Young Master, this is enough food. Why don't we go back to the inn early so you can wash up and have a good rest."
Yang Yi looked at the dark circles under his eyes. He was afraid that he had not had enough rest. If he continued to stay up without sleep, his body would be damaged.
Jiang Sheng touched the bottom of his eyes and asked softly, "Uncle Yang, is it obvious?"
"Well, it's obvious that you've been tired from traveling and haven't had enough rest. It's a rare opportunity to come to the inn, so you should rest well. If you get sick from exhaustion, you'll have to stay longer."
"Yes, I understand. I'll go back to the inn now."
After Jiang Sheng returned to the inn, he went straight into the space bamboo house. The flow rate inside was different. He slept for six hours, while the outside world only slept for two hours.
There was a soft couch in the bamboo house. I lay down on it and closed my eyes. I felt very secure in the space and fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes.
When Jiang Sheng woke up and came out of the space, it was dark outside. He called for hot water to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, opened the door and walked out.
The door next to them opened and the two looked at each other.
Qingshan's eyes lit up, and he asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you want to go out for a walk? I heard that this place is very lively at night, and there are many delicious restaurants on the street."
"Well, let's get the others to go shopping together. Once we get there, we won't have such a leisurely time."
"Okay, I'll go call someone right away."
There were stalls on both sides of the street, lanterns emitting soft light, hawking sounds continued, and the aroma of food wafted in the air. Looking at this scene, Jiang Sheng was a little dazed.
It seems like a lifetime ago. I prayed to God so many times in my previous life, but I never thought that I would be able to do it again.
Qingshan didn't know what he saw, and came over with a red face: "Sir, you've been tired from traveling all the way, do you want to relax for a while?"
Jiang Sheng saw him winking and didn't understand what he meant for a moment, so he frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Is your eye twitching?"
"...Oh no, sir, look, there's a brothel over there. The girls there look pretty. Why don't we go take a look? We can just have a few drinks and listen to some music."
"How much silver per time?"
"Well, maybe a hundred taels is not enough. Who can go there without money?"
Jiang Sheng looked unhappy and looked at him coldly.
"Do you know how much silver a farmer can earn after working hard for a year?"
"How many white flour buns can you buy with this hundred taels? How many people can you feed? It's really a waste for you to enjoy yourself like this. If you want to go, go by yourself. I won't go."
Seeing that he was angry, Qingshan scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed.
"Sir, I was just saying this casually. Please don't get angry. If you don't want to go, then we won't go. We'll just do business and eat."
I was crying in my heart. It was obvious that the young master loved listening to music in the past, but now not only did he not go, but I also wanted to teach him a lesson.
Jiang Sheng turned around and was about to leave when he saw a dark mass of people coming towards him from a distance, shouting frantically, "Miss Qiongzhi, look this way, look this way!!"
That crazy look made people frown.
I subconsciously stepped back and wanted to leave, but before I could do so, I was pushed by the crowd. It was difficult to retreat as I was squeezed so hard that I couldn't move, let alone take the breath to leave.
Seeing this, Qingshan stretched out his hand, wanting to grab his son, but he was pushed away by the crowd and watched helplessly as his son was swept away by the crowd...
He waved his hands and shouted, "Sir, sir, look this way."
The voice was drowned out by the noise and could not be heard at all. The three people waited for the flow to pass by, not bothering to tidy up their messy clothes, and said anxiously: "Let's go and find the young master quickly."
Yang Yi pointed and said, "The crowd went to Chunxiang Tower. The young master should have been squeezed in as well. Let's go look for him inside."
Qingshan nodded and was about to rush over.
Being dragged over, Qingmu said angrily: "Why are you in such a hurry? Do you have any money on you? You need money to even enter that place."
"...It seems like there's a little bit, but it might not be enough."
"How many?"
"Ten taels of silver, the rest is in your hands."
Qing Mu rolled his eyes, too lazy to talk to this idiot, the veins on his forehead throbbing with pain: "Stay away from me, I'm afraid your stupidity will infect me."
Qingshan scratched his head, puzzled: "What do you mean, why am I stupid, Qingmu, stop being so sarcastic."
"Just because I don't have money doesn't mean Uncle Yang doesn't have any. Seeing that Uncle Yang hasn't gotten married at his age, it's impossible for him to be without money."
They both looked at Yang Yi.
Yang Yi pulled the corner of his mouth, somewhat helplessly: "I have the silver, you guys come with me, remember to return it to me after you use it, that's the coffin book I saved."
“……!!”
Jiang Sheng was squeezed in by the crowd and sat down on a stool. He stood up and wanted to leave, but his shoulders sank and someone pushed him down.
A fat, big-eared man was grinning at him: "Brother, you are here to see Qiongzhi too. You look so handsome, I wonder which family you belong to."
"What's your name? Judging from your accent, you're from the capital. If you want Qiongzhi, I can give it to you, but..."
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Sheng waved his hands repeatedly: "No, I'm not here to see Qiongzhi. This is all a misunderstanding. I'm leaving now."
After saying this, he stood up and was about to leave, but the burly man at the door stretched out his hand and said fiercely, "Miss Qiongzhi is playing the piano today. If you want to leave, you have to wait until it's over."
Just as he opened his mouth to say something, Qingshan and the other two came in.
"Sir, are you okay?"
Jiang Sheng shook his head: "It's okay, but I can't leave now. I have to wait for Qiongzhi to play the piano, so I'll find a place to sit first."
Yang Yi patted their shoulders and said softly, "Young Master is right. If we force our way out now, I'm afraid it will alert the authorities, which would be bad. It would delay us for two or three days."
"Yeah, Uncle Yang is right. We're just listening to the piano. We can go out after it's over. There's no need to make a fuss."
"That's right. This isn't the capital, so let's not make things complicated. Sir, let's go sit in the corner."
The four of them found a remote corner and sat down. They had to be alert when they were out. No one touched the food on the table, and they stared at the table in the middle.
Not long after, a woman wearing a veil and flowing white clothes came down the stairs slowly, holding a zither, followed by two maids.
One of them was of a large build and so ugly that it was unbearable to look at him.
Seeing this, the crowd below the stage cursed: "What is this Chunxianglou doing? They have such an ugly maid who is even more muscular than a man."
"Ugh, it's disgusting. I'm going to throw up my leftover food. It's so ugly."
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