leave
After Wu Ren and Wu Pi took Yu Tongan away, Mingyu felt a little regretful.
They should have been allowed to take their swords with them, and then exchange them with Wu Pi for an ordinary sword.
Mingyu looked at the hilt of the sword and sighed. If he really died here, he could let Yu Tongan send the sword to his master's grave.
I was really negligent.
After walking two steps outside, he could see the horse that Wu Pi left for him. It was fat and strong, with an overall reddish-brown color. The rain washed the horse's skin, and it seemed to be glowing in the haze of the rainy day.
Mingyu put on his hat, walked out and touched the horse's face.
The horse was quite good-tempered and came closer, and it seemed that it was well-trained.
What a good horse.
Mingyu thought of the horoscope that Gu Muxing mentioned.
What is engraved on the horoscope is true.
Mingyu put down his hands, the rain had already wet his palms, and smiled at Ma, his voice drowned by the raindrops.
"Then see you around the state."
The drizzle was lingering, and Mingyu led the horse over the threshold.
Mingyu was not too worried about whether Yu Tongan and the others were being investigated. After all, there were no portraits of Yu Tongan everywhere. It was he who was wanted, and they should be much safer without him.
I don’t know if Gu Muxing has ever taken a look at Yu Tongan’s horoscope.
Thinking of this, Mingyu felt some prying eyes falling on him.
Mingyu didn't look back, but changed the way and walked towards the bustling market.
The small vendors in the market had already closed their stalls because of this sudden rain, but the market did not become deserted. The vendors took advantage of the late spring rain to wash the clothes in front of their doors.
Seeing Mingyu walking alone with his horse, many people looked over curiously.
"Hey, why is that man walking with a horse in the rain?" One person stopped sweeping the broom in his hand and looked up at the man wearing a bamboo hat.
"Why are you controlling others?" The person next to him turned his head and looked over. "Why do I feel that person looks a bit like the witch they were talking about? Wu Shuo, come and take a look."
Wu Shuo happened to meet a witch praying for rain today, so he put down the rag in his hand and came over.
"Let me see, it seems to be the shaman who prayed for rain. He just left like that? He's so quick to act."
The person who called Wu Shuo over was a little disgusted with him: "You never know, people are just following the will of heaven. Time waits for no one, unlike you."
The words did not reach Mingyu's ears because she was still paying attention to that gaze.
He didn't leave, nor did he stop Mingyu from hanging around in the market.
Mingyu was a little unsure of who was behind this gaze.
If she was from the emperor's faction, they would not be happy with her high profile. She had just prayed for rain and was friendly to the people. If she was attacked at this time, the rumors in the streets would not be very good.
The Mingyu gradually approached the city gate, and a man hurriedly ran towards the Mingyu.
"Master Wuzhu, can you help me..."
The ordinary-looking woman was stopped before she even reached Mingyu.
The person who was peeping in the dark finally showed up and stopped the woman.
"Sorry, my master has an appointment first."
He was dressed in black, which was not common in the colorful Wanyong.
When the woman saw the man coming, a look of panic appeared on her face. She took two steps back and hurriedly apologized to the man in black.
"Master Cheng, I didn't realize you had an appointment. I'm sorry."
Mingyu stood silently by, watching the two people talking.
"Master Cheng?" Judging from the woman's reaction, it must be Cheng Xiuzhong, a subordinate of Wanyong City Lord.
"You go back first."
"Yes, yes." The woman responded and left in a panic.
Lord Cheng turned around and looked at Mingyu.
"I don't remember having an appointment."
"My name is Cheng Xiuzhong. I believe you know who I work for. You won't refuse to keep the appointment, right?" Although he was asking Mingyu, Cheng Xiuzhong's face was full of indifference, and he didn't seem to be giving Mingyu a chance to choose.
"Of course not. I'm just anxious to leave the city." Mingyu flicked the reins in his hand, and the horse shook its head nervously. "I'm afraid it will delay our departure."
"The city lord is in this teahouse and won't waste your time." Cheng Xiuzhong walked past Mingyu into the teahouse and waited for Mingyu.
Mingyu glanced around and saw people who were watching without knowing what was going on, some of them were staring at Mingyu.
People were stationed around the city gates.
"It seems I am not given a choice."
Mingyu tied the horse to the stable next to him and walked into the teahouse.
The first floor of the teahouse was still open for business as usual, with many people stopping here to rest. Cheng Xiuzhong's appearance caused a small disturbance.
Cheng Xiuzhong ignored him and went straight to the second floor with Mingyu.
"City Lord, I brought her here."
A woman's voice came from behind the door: "Come in."
Mingyu walked into the house and saw a woman wearing green and black clothes. Her deep eye sockets made her very charming, and she only had some simple decorations on her body.
"Hello." Mingyu bent down and gave the woman a simple greeting.
This woman is the city lord of Wanyong, Gan Yajie.
Gan Yajie's smile deepened, and she turned to the others around her and said, "All of you go out."
"But the City Lord..."
The follower behind Gan Yajie wanted to say something, but Cheng Xiuzhong interrupted him directly.
"You just have to obey the city lord's orders."
"Alright." Gan Yajie glanced at Cheng Xiuzhong with some reproach, "Don't make a fool of yourself in front of the guests. Get out."
The rest of the people, including Cheng Xiuzhong, left the room. As the door creaked shut, only Mingyu and Gan Yajie were left in the room.
Gan Yajie seemed to relax a little.
"Sit wherever you want, no need to be formal."
Mingyu sat down and looked at the woman in front of her warily. She didn't know what she meant.
"You seem nervous? Don't be nervous, I have something to thank you for." Gan Yajie supported her chin, leaned back in the chair, and looked at Mingyu with interest.
Mingyu asked calmly, "Are you talking about the drought?"
"That's another matter." Gan Yajie tilted her head, supporting her chin. "I'm very grateful that you and the eldest son of the Yu family went their separate ways. It made things much easier."
Mingyu's breathing stopped for a moment, and he pretended to be innocent: "I don't understand what the City Lord said."
"Don't you understand? But I'm still very grateful. If that young master were involved, it would be difficult for us to find such a large caravan for our business."
Gan Yajie put down her hands and complained to Mingyu.
"Wanyong is too remote and small. Many merchants don't come here. If something happens to Master Yu here, it will be a big trouble."
"That sounds like quite troublesome."
Gan Yajie listened to Mingyu agreeing indifferently, and it seemed that he was not going to leak any information to her. But it didn't matter, she had a lot to say to this troublemaker in front of her.
Mingyu watched as the smile on Gan Yajie's face faded a little, and suddenly changed the subject.
"I've received a lot of news saying that the court is currently facing a serious division of labor, which is giving the incumbent a headache. They have even invited the Yu family to return. I also heard that some people want to support a new ruler."
Mingyu did not interrupt the topic. She should have been talking about the Third Prince. It was normal for the Third Prince's actions to be noticed, but the other party probably didn't know who the new master was.
"Then I received an order to ask this Mingyu girl if she was willing to join the Wuzhu Pavilion."
It’s Mingyu, not Gubei.
Mingyu's eyes turned cold as he looked at Gan Yajie, but Gan Yajie laughed.
"I told you not to be so nervous from the beginning, but when I saw you walking with the young master of the Yu family, I knew you probably wouldn't accept this invitation, just like today."
"So? You knew I wouldn't agree, yet you still invited me so politely?" There was no point in beating around the bush, so Mingyu spoke directly.
"This makes me have to mention that I received the prescription." Gan Yajie handed over a prescription, which was given by Mingyu to Sulou County. In order to prevent other places from not knowing how to treat the disease, it was also spread along with the rumor.
"The amazing thing is, I gradually got better after using this prescription."
The shaman who followed the emperor actually drugged his own men? Mingyu didn't take the prescription.
"How do I know you're not lying to me?"
There is no poisoning, but poisoning is used to gain trust and favor.
"What if you don't believe me?" Gan Yajie took back the prescription with a smile, "I just want Wan Yong to live a good life."
Does it mean that it doesn’t matter which side is in power?
"Okay, I just want you to come and talk today. You go back and think about it carefully." Gan Yajie raised her voice, as if for someone to hear.
"Don't even think about leaving the city. I'll order the city gates to be guarded more closely."
Mingyu was stunned and immediately realized that it was time for him to leave.
Mingyu stood up and looked at Gan Yajie, stood up and saluted, then turned and left.
Following Cheng Xiuzhong back to the outside of the teahouse, the people who came to watch the excitement had dispersed, and the people hiding in the crowd had also disappeared.
Through the rain curtain, Mingyu glanced at the city gate and turned to untie the horse tied to the side.
The number of guards did not increase, they were just scattered around, and there were only simple fences put up.
In any case, she could only take a chance and hope that Gan Yajie had good intentions.
"Remember I praised you for being a good horse?"
"What?" Cheng Xiuzhong, who was closest to him, didn't hear clearly, and Mingyu didn't answer him either.
When Cheng Xiuzhong was confused, Mingyu pulled the horse hard, used the horse's force to kick Cheng Xiuzhong away, turned over and got on the horse neatly, and rushed towards the city gate without stopping.
Before the people around could react, the horse jumped over the city gate fence and rushed to the grassland with Mingyu, an unattended place.
Gan Yajie, who was upstairs, watched this scene and sighed as she recalled how the girl in white gauze had secretly told her to replenish her Qi and blood after detoxification.
"You're making me feel a little guilty."
"City Lord! She..." The door was suddenly opened, and the courtesy due to a city lord was completely forgotten.
"I understand." Gan Yajie ordered coldly, "Cheng Xiuzhong, lead the team to bring her back, regardless of life or death."
"yes."
Gan Yajie watched the team leave in the direction where the Mingyu disappeared.
The Wuzhuguan, whose fiefdom was before the emperor or Prince An, issued a notice saying that the rumored Gu Bei was the wanted criminal Mingyu, and that if they could persuade him, they would persuade him, but if not, they would kill him.
But she was confused, why could he be so sure?
If there was actual evidence, she would have just told the world directly. However, it was not until she saw the Mingyu praying for rain that she realized that this Mingyu might be the owner of the Wuzhu Hall. Since he was occupying someone else's nest but was not as powerful as the other person, she had to keep it secret from the world.
With the addition of Yu Tongan, Gan Yajie understood that this was a fight between two tigers. Although she didn't know who the other one on the chessboard was, she didn't want to offend either side.
"So good luck to you."
Then he reacted and sneered, wishing a witch good luck.
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