Young man, please stay

Chapter 110 Yangzhou Mansion

Among the top three sects in the world, it can be said that the leaders of each sect are hermits.

Needless to say, Zenzhen Temple and Wuliang Mountain are just some of the things mentioned. A monk or a Taoist priest are both engaged in spiritual practice. Naturally, they cannot travel all over the world.

But compared with these two, the leader of Tianhe Sect can still be regarded as a dragon in a true sense.

However, this is for ordinary people.

For the king of a country, the Emperor of Zhou, it is certain that he has met the leader of Tianhe Sect.

For example, on the day when the new emperor ascends the throne, the leader of Tianhe Sect will definitely give him some face.

Therefore, in Qin Lang's view, it was not too strange for Su Yinping, as the empress's biological sister, to meet Zhuo Beibei on such an occasion.

……

"Drive... drive..."

Of course, at this moment, it’s not Wei’s turn.

When the carriage was hitched to the black horse again, Qin Lang resumed his role as a coachman and drove on silently. At the same time, his ears were straightened, and he tried to listen slightly to the conversation of the three women, big, middle and small, from the carriage.

However, probably because Zhuo Beibei used some magical technique, the sound in the carriage was obviously blocked, and Qin Lang couldn't hear anything at all.

Ok…

I can only hope that the little thing won't say anything nonsense. The princess is okay. Qin Lang has rich experience in coaxing senior sister, so no matter what happens, he is confident that he can coax her well.

He was afraid that he would accidentally break Master Qianju's girlish heart, and Qin Lang would only feel heartbroken and have a headache.

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The wheels were sparkling, and after dark, Qin Lang finally drove the carriage out of the wild boar forest. Through the sky reflected by the stars in the distance, he saw the towering city wall and a few other carriages and horses.

Yangzhou Mansion has arrived.

Qin Lang didn't know how many miscellaneous thoughts passed through his mind along the way before he finally got through this boring journey.

He didn't know how the people in the carriage were spending their time. After all, he tried to talk to them twice, but was blocked and rejected by some invisible force.

But it is certain that the girls inside will definitely not be as boring as me during this time, and may even be a little lively.

The basis is that during the journey, the car experienced severe vibrations several times.

It's hard to say who caused it specifically.

Because during one of the vibrations, the sound insulation barrier of the carriage was even shaken open, and then Qin Lang clearly heard some kind of sharp and angry cat meowing from inside.

It can be seen that even Tuantuan also participated in their excitement.

……

Three women and a cat, no one knows what wonderful stories and entanglements happened, but it made Qin Lang a little uneasy.

……

"Hey, stop."

"Wow—!"

It was time, even though Yangzhou Mansion was dotted with Qin Towers and Chu Pavilions, giving it the feel of a city that never sleeps, the officers and soldiers at the city gate of Yangzhou Mansion still did not dare to take it lightly at night, and had to routinely interrogate any suspicious dealings.

"Where did it come from?"

"He's from Jingzhou."

"Jingzhou...Didn't the official road collapse? You, a one-horse bicycle, are all alone. Could it be that you also came from the wild boar forest?"

"Exactly. He's not alone. There are... family members in the car."

"Alas…"

The officers and soldiers looked strange:
  "Take your family and go to the wild boar forest in April without even a guard..."

"I'll work on it a little bit."

"So what if you know martial arts? There are blood-sucking monsters in the woods. If you don't encounter them, your luck will be in luck!"

……

The reason why the officers and soldiers stopped Qin Lang was not just to make a joke. Since they were investigating suspicious activities, Qin Lang naturally had something to make the officers and soldiers feel suspicious.

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"What's wrong with your horse?" The officers and soldiers were not referring to Gu Jin's black horse used to pull the cart, but to the white mare Zhen Ji who followed gracefully the whole time.

"Is it also from your family?"

"Yes, the cart is small and doesn't require two horses to pull it. Moreover, the little mare is quite delicate and the family won't let her pull it."

"Hey! The beast has become more valuable."

Several officers and soldiers joked after hearing this, but Zhen Ji suddenly neighed, raised her two front hooves high, and made the officers and soldiers in front tilt their hats in shock.

"Don't be surprised, this horse is psychic."

Qin Lang stroked the horse's mane gently, and some embarrassed officers and soldiers let it go angrily.

"Oh, by the way, there's something..."

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Before entering the city, Qin Lang thought of the beggar blocking the road and asked about the "Juxian Pavilion".

According to Zhuo Beibei, it was a pavilion by the West Lake. The officers and soldiers also said that this was true, but the pavilion had already been included in the boundaries of the prefect's Yamen. It was said to be a place used by the Yangzhou prefect to store books and scriptures.

"Yangzhou Magistrate..."

Qin Lang frowned. Ever since he personally killed a prefect, he was a little sensitive to the name "prefect".

So a beggar with good military skills who blocked roads and robbed him was somehow involved with a prefect.

Thinking of the sign that fell from the beggar's body, Qin Lang always felt that Juxian Pavilion was probably not a so-called place for storing books.

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The lights are on the four sides of Wanjia City, and the Milky Way is in the middle of the water.

The bells and drums are late and the night is long, and the starry river is about to dawn.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yangzhou Mansion is a city that never sleeps.

Late at night, when the carriage passed by the Chijiang River, in addition to the red buildings and green pavilions along the river, the lights were still bright, and there were even cruise ships swaying on the Chijiang River.

Under the illumination of the stars and candles, various figures were seen, men and women were laughing constantly, and the music of the piano and the harp were intertwined. Even in the small wine shops by the river, you could hear sleepless people drinking and fist-fighting from time to time.

Rows of red lanterns hung almost all along the Chijiang River that passed through Yangzhou. The bustling scene was as lively as daytime. Not only did Qin Lang open his eyes, but the carriage behind him also unblocked the sound at some point.

"Wow…"

A faint exclamation made Qin Lang look back and saw the little head of a certain sect leader, as well as her pair of bright, dazed eyes.

"As expected of Yangzhou Prefecture, huh?"

Qin Lang smiled, Zhuo Beibei nodded dullly, and then rolled his eyes at Qin Lang knowingly:
  "Humph!"

"?"

"Scumbag."

"..."

Qin Lang's face turned dark at that time:

"Who are you talking about..."

"That's not what I said."

Zhuo Beibei looked into the carriage and mouthed:
  "It's what she said about you."

"..."

If I had known earlier, I would not have used the word "scumbag" in "The Phoenix". Now everyone is spreading the word, and it is easy for me to be labeled as such.

But fortunately, Zhuo Beibei said it was "her", not "them".

The first priority is to find a place to stay. There are actually quite a few hotels and inns along the road. However, Qin Lang had experienced something about the bald head of the Dian Cang sect before, so he deliberately skipped those places where people were drinking, and only found a few after choosing a few. Go to a relatively quiet riverside inn.

"What about that? How many of you can get out of the car?"

"Hey~"

The coachman Qin Lang shouted, and Zhuo Beibei was the first to jump out and ran towards the inn. Qin Lang blocked him and ran into his arms.

(End of this chapter)