Chapter 39 The Last Night (please follow up)

The princess is gone, the case is closed, and the small northwest county has returned to peace. This case will surely become new material for teahouse storytellers.

The protagonist of the story was lying on the earthen bed at the moment, with his hands behind his head and looking distractedly at the night outside the window.

The nights in ancient times are incomparable with those in later generations. When it gets dark, the city becomes dark.

There is only one lamp on the Kang table.

There was no mobile phone, no Internet, and no television. It was as lonely as snow.

Qi Ping knew that the first meditation might last for a long time, but he did not expect that it would be so long. Only about ten minutes passed in his consciousness. In the blink of an eye, the sun and the moon rotated.

It's okay, it saves him the trouble. Everyone is gone and he can't even try to report.

The magic pen is still in my mind and has not moved.

Qi Ping guessed that it might be in some kind of "sleeping" state and could not be activated until his cultivation level reached the requirements.

As for cultivation...

He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and felt a ray of heat rolling along his meridians, almost instinctively. He knew that as long as he consumed this ray of true energy, his strength would increase exponentially.

That's all.

I have only practiced for one day, and I cannot compare with those protagonists who have their own sign-in system. You have to be content.

"Qi Ping, what are you thinking about?"

At the table, Qi Shu, who was mending clothes by an oil lamp, suddenly asked.

Under the light, her little face was full of seriousness, and her two big eyes reflected fire.

"I'm thinking about the scenery in Kyoto. It's not comparable to the river banquet there. It's said to be a big city with a population of one million." Qi Ping said softly.

In his previous life, he had seen cities with a population of tens of millions, but he was still curious about the capital of the empire.

What will it look like?

A super large costume photography city? There will be a lot of practitioners in Kyoto, right? Will there be fairy swords flying around? There are as many three realms as dogs, and the four realms and five realms are all over the place?

Well, probably not.

Qi Shu was silent for a moment, lowered her head and bit the needle and thread with her teeth, then said: "Are we really going?"

"You do not want?"

"I don't know." After all, she is just a girl of fifteen or sixteen.

In her known life, He Yan was the whole sky in her eyes, but in this era when transportation was inconvenient and leaving the house equaled going abroad, Kyoto was more of a conceptual existence.

The poor girl who was not afraid of heaven or earth, and who could keep a straight face when facing the imperial princess, felt cowardly for the first time:

"Kyoto...will things be expensive?"

She twirled her fingers and said:

"People in big cities are rich, and the things they sell are probably expensive. Rice, noodles, meat, vegetables, clothes and accommodation are free of charge. Let's not talk about these. What about travel expenses? We can't walk from Heyan to Kyoto. We can't afford to rent a carriage.

, but it also costs a lot of money to ride with the caravan..."

Qi Ping felt a little annoyed, but had to admit that this was a real problem.

He sat up, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice:

"How much money do you have left at home?"

Qi Shu looked at him warily, holding her clothes tightly with her fingers.

The two brothers and sisters faced each other silently for a moment across the kang table. Qi Shu finally sighed, lowered her head and said, "Fifty-two liang and eight cents."

"How much?" Qi Ping was startled: "More than fifty taels?"

"Yeah." He nodded reluctantly.

"Where did so many come from?" Qi Ping was shocked, he really didn't know.

The younger sister has always been in charge of money in the family, but in the memory of the original owner, there shouldn't be so much.

Money in the Liang Kingdom is very valuable, at least to the people at the bottom.

"Part of it was saved, and some of it was left behind by my mother before she left." The girl replied.

"Mother left it? Why didn't I know?" Qi Ping was confused.

Qi Shu said unhappily: "Mother gave it to me in private. She said she was afraid that you would learn bad things in the Yamen and spend money randomly, so she asked me to secretly save it for you to find a wife for."

"..." Qi Ping was speechless.

Looking at each other in silence.

"But this is still not enough. You are right. Plus the travel expenses and accommodation, I'm afraid there won't be much left." Qi Ping rubbed his chin, thinking deeply.

Recall the fear of being dominated by housing prices in the capital.

The same goes for the eldest princess. She sent someone to say goodbye, so why didn’t she think of sending some money? Qi Ping felt a little resentful. After thinking about it, he said:

"It's okay, I have a solution."

"What can I do?"

"We're going to find someone named Zhao," Qi Ping's eyes flickered, "He said that there will be a reward after the exercise is over, but he hasn't given it yet.

Also, I solved the murder case, and the governor personally said that he would be rewarded for his merits. He left, but we have to get the money. I am the eldest princess’s son, and I am not afraid that the person named Zhao will not give it."

The logic is clear and the argument is strong.

Qi Shu's brows relaxed and she smiled happily: "Then you should be more careful."

…

…

The same night, Heyan County, Fan Mansion.

The lights are bright.

The second young master, dressed in a silk shirt, knelt in the corridor, feeling lost.

"Son, get up quickly, it's cold at night." Mrs. Fan persuaded her with tears in her eyes.

Young Master Fan frowned: "I was wrong this time, and I accept the punishment."

It was not that the incident came to light, but that he surrendered himself to the police.

After Fan Er got the money from Qi Ping, he immediately looked for partners to invest in the business and agreed on a business plan. However, the partners turned around and ran away with the money and disappeared without a trace.

Only then did the second young master realize that he had been deceived. In shame and anger, he knew that he could not fill the hole, so he simply went home and confessed.

Master Fan became furious and punished him by kneeling in the yard, which led to this scene.

"Come back! Let this traitor kneel down!"

Inside the house, Fan Shouxin roared.

Mrs. Fan's face was stern, she turned back to the house, closed the door, and glared at her husband:

"Are you done yet? You know you're wrong, so what else can you do?"

Fan Shouxin sat at the table, shook his head and sighed, hating that iron cannot become steel:

"Look at what he has become. It's all your fault. If you don't let him have some memory, what will happen to him when he gets married in the future?"

Mrs. Fan wept, sat down on the stool, and complained:

"It's all your fault. You want him to study. If he wants to do business, let him do it. It's all because of your inexperience that you're in the way. When you were poor, weren't you deceived many times?"

"What do you know?" Fan Shouxin sighed:

"After all, a businessman is just a businessman. He has made some money. He has no power and power. He is at the mercy of others. It is not a long-term solution. Dalang is calm and lacks motivation, but he is more than capable of maintaining success. Erlang has a very different personality and a lively mind. If he can study for the imperial examination, he will pass the exam.

Once I gain fame, my Fan family will be able to live without worries for the next three generations."

Mrs. Fan: "But Erlang is clearly not a scholar."

Fan Shouxin was silent.

How could he not know this?

He dozed off as soon as he was studying. The teacher in the school said that he was invincible and wanted to take the imperial examination, which was impossible.

"That's fine." After a long moment, he said dejectedly, "Then let him go."

Mrs. Fan blinked her big eyes: "Master is saying..."

"If he wants to do business, let him go. But the river banquet is too small and there is no place for him to do anything. Tomorrow I will take a sum of money and give it to him to go to Kyoto. After he has squandered it, he will come back and he will have nothing to say.

.”

Mrs. Fan's face turned pale: "Kyoto? How can this be done..."

Fan Shouxin smiled and said: "Why not? Isn't Qi Ping about to take office? I guess there is a lack of financial support. Well, County Magistrate Zhao should provide some, so we have to take action first.

Let Erlang go on the road with him, and spend our time along the way, so that we can form a good relationship, and since we are from the same hometown, Qi Ping will definitely take care of him."
To be continued...