Chapter 40 Bad mood, new case (please follow up)

It was a long journey from Yuzhou to Kyoto. The group was tired of traveling and traveling, and after changing trains several times, they finally entered the suburbs of Beijing.

The closer you get to the capital, the more people flow on the official road.

In the carriage, Qi sat cross-legged and meditated, carrying his true energy for a week before slowly exhaling and opening his eyes.

It is obvious that the true energy in the body is getting stronger.

"At this speed, if nothing happens, we will be able to enter the city today." The car curtains were opened, and the sun shone in, accompanied by Fan Er's cheesy smile.

The second young master was not wearing any silk clothes, but was wearing a cloth shirt. He was holding a riding whip and playing the role of a coachman, but he was very happy with it.

The whole person has the joy of "the sea is wide enough for fish to jump, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly".

Fan Er joined the team temporarily. Originally, the family wanted to assign him a servant, but he refused verbally, claiming that this trip was also to temper himself. In fact, he just didn't want to be taken care of.

Wearing cloth means that wealth will not be wasted.

Qi Ping had a rough idea of ​​what Mr. Fan was thinking, but since someone was paying for the expenses, there was no reason to refuse.

Although Zhao Zhixian sponsored him with one hundred taels of silver, and with the addition of his "wife's book", his family wealth suddenly increased to one hundred and fifty taels of silver, but his good habit of being stingy could not be lost.

"Is it coming yet?"

In the corner of the carriage, Qi Shu woke up rubbing her eyes, a little excited.

She had never traveled such a long distance in her life.

"It feels so far away," she said sincerely.

Fan Er chuckled and said: "Where are we? The world is vast, and we have only glimpsed a small corner."

Qi Ping nodded, that's true.

During the past few days on the road, he was also digesting the memory of the original owner and gaining a deeper understanding of the power divisions in this world. The Great Liang Empire dominated the Central Plains, but it was not the only country.

On the grasslands to the west of Yuzhou, there were many barbarian tribes and the Golden Tent Royal Court, which was in constant friction with the empire.

To the north, beyond the Hengduan Mountains, there is the legendary Snow Demon Country, which also brought trouble to Kyushu many years ago.

It was not until three hundred years ago that Emperor Taizu founded the country and signed a no-war pact with the demon kingdom not to disturb each other, and peace ushered in.

In the remote areas of the south, there are many small countries that pay tribute every year, but they also have their own customs.

Not to mention the unexplored places in the endless sea.

In short, the world is huge and Qi Ping wants to see it, but he must first establish himself in Kyoto.

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People always get more excited when they are about to arrive at their destination, and Qi Ping no longer has the intention to practice, so the three of them set up the Dragon Gate Formation.

Qi Shu didn't like to talk much, but she listened carefully.

Fan Er is a talkative person, or rather a bit poor. He may have a natural talent as a businessman. He is familiar with things and is used to livening up the atmosphere. No one pays attention to him, and he can talk endlessly.

With that round face and small eyes, it looks very festive.

He didn’t know where he did the homework, so he immediately taught a few people about Kyoto’s customs and interesting things, and he was very excited, but it was obviously his first time here.

Qi Ping was chatting with each other, his eyes drifting to the window.

Kyoto is located in the hinterland and has a warm climate.

Coming from Yuzhou, I watched the temperature rise before my eyes. In early spring, the farmland on both sides of the official road was plowed, the weeds grew wildly, and even patches of light yellow wild flowers bloomed.

Moving forward, the convoy rested for a while in a town called "Yunxi" outside Kyoto, continued on the road, and finally arrived at its destination.

Queuing up to enter the city, issuing directions, paying fees...it took another hour to complete.

During this period, I bought a map of the city. It was very rough and only marked inns, teahouses and other places. It was only for outsiders. It cost 30 coins.

When we finally entered the city, we saw another lively scene before our eyes.

There are rolling carriages and horses, and pedestrians are weaving.

The young man wearing a Confucian shirt and a scholar, the girl hiding her face in shame, the rows of shops, and the endless extension of the building, in an orderly manner, with white walls and black tiles, and carved lintels... paint a vivid picture of Kyoto.

Fan Er and Qi Shu, two little country bumpkins, couldn't see enough. They were whirring as if they had entered the Grand View Garden.

After all, this is ancient times and information is limited. For the natives of two remote counties, this scene is shocking enough.

Only Qi Ping looked calm and admired the city with the mentality of a visitor from another world.

"Okay, let's take a look when we have time later. Let's find a place to live first." Qi Ping said.

The two of them came back to their senses, searched according to the map, found an inn marked "three-star" on the map, and drove there.

"Wait a minute, you two will rest in the inn first. I will go to the Zhenfu Division to report. I may not be able to come back when." Qi Ping warned.

He still doesn't know what's going on over there.

"What are your plans next?" Qi Ping looked at Fan Er again.

The latter had already made plans and said, "Let's rent a shop first, preferably one with a small courtyard. We can live together."

Qi Ping nodded and asked, "Do you still want to print books?"

Fan Er hesitated and said: "Kyoto is so developed that it may be difficult to start a book printing business. I thought I could open a bookstore first and get familiar with the business before making a decision."

Qi Ping expressed his approval.

Fan Er is actually not stupid. He was deceived last time just because of his lack of experience. His cautious attitude is worthy of recognition.

The only drawback is that this guy obviously falls asleep when reading, but he wants to be a bookseller... which is awesome.

"Okay, if you really do it, I can help you make up your mind." Qi Ping said with a smile.

There are so many commercial methods in later generations. If you take any of them, they will be dimensionality reduction attacks.

Fan Er smiled and didn't take it seriously.

While talking, the group arrived at the inn.

But what surprised them was that there were actually crowds of people outside the inn, with people on three floors inside and three floors outside, and there were faint sounds of shrill cries.

It seems like something happened.

"Go and see what's going on?" Qi Ping ordered.

Fan Er said "Hey" and ran over to ask. After a while, he returned with an ugly face: "It's really unlucky. Someone is dead."

"say clearly."

"The innkeeper hanged himself. The clerk accidentally discovered it and has already reported it to the police. Let's go and find another hotel before it gets dark," Fan Er said gloomily.

I met a dead person as soon as I arrived at the inn I chose.

Such a bad mood.

Hanging someone... Qi Ping frowned and was about to agree when he suddenly realized something was wrong:

"If you just hang yourself, you should go to a doctor for treatment. If the person is already dead and you are busy collecting the body, appeasing the guests, and dispersing the people, why should you report it to the official?"

This doesn't make sense.

Fan Er was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and thought it made sense, but still said: "This has nothing to do with us."

Qi Ping shook his head, jumped off the carriage, and walked forward: "You two look at the carriage, and I'll go take a look."

The two looked at each other.

On the other side, Qi Ping squeezed through the crowd and finally saw the scene inside. There was an open space in front of the inn, with a mat placed at the door and a corpse lying on it.

He is a middle-aged man, his clothes are not cheap, and he is slightly stout.

At this moment, his eyes were wide open and his hair was disheveled, as if he had been dead for a long time.

Next to her, a beautiful woman was kneeling on the ground, crying so hard that her heart was broken.

Another man in his twenties led a group of waiters and stopped at the door of the inn. His face was sad and angry, and he stared at someone in the inn.

Qi Ping frowned, feeling more and more something was wrong.
Chapter completed!