I was the richest man in ancient times

Chapter 800 Don't Come Back
The next day, the mother and son went to the car dealership to hire a carriage and planned to go to Yangzhou by land.

Master Li didn't give many salutes, but her piano is a bit big.

However, with mountains and rivers on the side to help move it, it doesn't take much effort.

Suzhou Fucheng is not far from Yangzhou Fucheng. If you start in the morning, if you go faster, you can arrive at nightfall.

The driver of the car dealership is a middle-aged man who looks very ordinary and doesn’t like to talk very much. After the mother and child got into the car, he was called by the driver to introduce him. He only smiled honestly at the two of them. He called Ma'am, and the young master sat down.

The mother and son raised their eyebrows, and their movements were surprisingly consistent.

After the car started to leave, the two looked at each other, and they could see the meaning in each other's eyes.

Throughout the morning, Master Li was telling Shanshui about the local conditions and customs of Jiangnan, and about her time in Jiangnan with her mother when she was young.

While listening, Shan Shui paid attention to the movement outside.

The cars in this dealership are expensive, not only because their horses and carriages are very good, but also because the windows and the front door of their house are not covered with cloth or paper, but transparent glass.

The Tao family in Yunzhou Prefecture has recipes that can burn glass, not to mention the several major prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River that are much more developed than Yunzhou.

It's just that glass is expensive.

Shan Shui saw that the ears of the coachman outside moved from time to time, and his hand holding the rein tightened from time to time, and he had a guess in his heart.

Not only him, but also Master Li.

Master Li picked out what happened to her when she was young, and was also observing the movement of people outside.

After finishing speaking, Master Li nodded to Shan Shui.

Shanshui knocked on the glass.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

The coachman stopped his horse, turned around and asked.

"We're going to rest a little while you park your horses."

Mountains and waters.

"My lord, madam, there is a small town not far in front of us. At that time, my lord and my wife can rest for a while, here are the wild mountains..."

"parking!"

Shanshui directly refused to let people talk about it.

The coachman had to pull the carriage aside.

Shan Shui helped Master Li get out of the carriage, and led Master Li to a flat ground. When Master Li stood up, he turned around and started to attack the coachman.

Who knows, the driver's reaction is not slow, he is very familiar with Shanshui's moves, and he can pick up every move.

Shan Shui curled his lips, and he knew that he guessed right, this coachman was definitely not a real coachman.

This is the man who followed them yesterday.

This person was someone he felt familiar with.

This person is Mo Hui!
"Father, do you think I'm still weak after five years?"

Shanshui suddenly said a word.

The driver paused for a moment, but was restrained by Shanshui.

That's right, this man is Shanshui's dead father, the old man Mo who the Cheng Shunjiang family scolded from time to time, Mo Hui.

Mo Hui looked at Shan Shui in disbelief. He really didn't expect that this child could remember him, and his tone was so sure.

He was about to cry, after all, this was the child he had raised for more than ten years, and he had been carrying it with him since birth.

Even the name was given by him.

He hadn't studied much, and the child had a noble status, so he didn't dare to let others mention it casually. From the capital city to Yunzhou, there were mountains and rivers all the way, so he gave this distinguished child a nickname, landscape.

That's right, it's just a nickname, this child only has a nickname.

(End of this chapter)