The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 487 The Name of a Flower

The crowd dispersed, Du Lan turned and walked down the slope.

Suman followed behind, twisted his little hands, and asked timidly:
"Your mother is from the Yitong tribe? Is there any family members you care about over there?"

The little girl asked questions from left to right, all of which were unimportant gossip.

He responded casually, but actually fell into his own thoughts.

Yaori is a royal family, so it is difficult to infiltrate in a short time, so the only hope is the second largest family, Kret.

In a few days, it will be the Damayin Festival. According to the usual practice in previous years, the leaders of each ethnic group will bring the strongest warriors in the clan to participate.

And in his plan, not only must he be selected, but he must also become a valet accompanying the patriarch.

Only in this way can we discover the secrets inside and wait for the opportunity to move.

Xiaoyang people have obvious appearance and characteristics. Even if they change their appearance, they cannot become real locals. It is better to forge an ambiguous background, which is more credible.

Now, trust has been gained, but we still cannot relax our vigilance.

Then two nights ago when he heard the secret whistle, he noticed that there were patrolling guards nearby, so he didn't respond.

Tonight, with the excuse of drinking, it should be possible...

Suman took a quick step, stopped in front of him, and said seriously:
"Dulan, have you..."

As soon as the words came out, three or four girls pushed and ran past, and one of them urged loudly:
"Hurry up, the dumb fresh goods will be sold out later!"

dumb?After a short pause, he followed several people to the east.

"Dulan?"

Su Mandun felt puzzled. With a man's temperament, he didn't look like a guy who liked to join in the fun.

At the entrance of the village, a young man with disheveled hair and a vague face is carrying a half-open wooden box, selling odds and ends.

From fragrant soap to my daughter's favorite rouge powder, everything is available.

This person seemed to be deaf and dumb, and could only make gestures at random.

The older girls and the younger daughters-in-law are kind-hearted, and there is no embarrassment, and they will give more according to the market price.

After picking and picking, after a while, most of the goods were sold.

"Mute, are you coming tomorrow?" Someone asked.

"Hey, if someone can't hear you, it must be a wandering shopkeeper, it's so pitiful."

No matter what they said, the dumb shopkeeper kept bowing his waist, showing a smiling mouth.

The pair of black eyes in the messy hair were shining brightly, searching around quietly.

When he saw the slender man slowly approaching, his eyes lit up.

Grabbing a box of things and handing it over, he yelled twice.

Du Lan's sharp eyes turned on the young man for a moment, and he raised his hand to take it.

Sure enough, it touched a small bump hidden at the bottom of the box.

With a hook of his fingertips, he quietly put the wax roll into his sleeve, touched a few copper coins with the other hand and placed them in the shopkeeper's open palm.

"Dulan, are you buying this box of incense powder for a girl in the clan?" Suman asked curiously.

face powder?

Hearing this, he noticed that the exquisite little box belonged to his daughter's house.

His eyes shifted from the girl's shy and eager face to the dumb shopkeeper's fawning smile.

His capable men still don't know what happened.

Not only Xiao Yang's speech is poor, but also his eyes are not good enough, causing him unreasonable gossip.

"When I see the right one, I will naturally send it." He said calmly.

He put the box in his pocket casually.

Although this move may offend the patriarch's daughter, she didn't intend to take advantage of her. On balance, there is no need to feign pandering.

Ignoring the girl's gloomy expression, she immediately bowed: "Miss, please forgive me for paying the bill first."

Su Man was stunned for a moment, and after catching up with the indifferent man in three steps and two steps, he said excitedly:

"Can you stop calling me miss?"

He looked back silently, completely puzzled.

"My name is Suman!"

"Su..." A gleam flashed in his eyes.

Suman caught it and explained happily: "It sounds nice, right? It's the name of a kind of flower."

(End of this chapter)