A flat-headed donkey cart carrying goods quietly drove out from the backyard of Sun's pharmacy. Sitting on the shaft of the cart was a slender little lady, holding a medicine bag in her arms, looking smart and smiling.

"Slow down, slow down..." The shopkeeper followed behind, cupping his hands and bowing.

"Be a good person and be honest from now on." Xin Yi looked over and hummed: "But next time, I won't be so easy to talk to."

"Yes, yes, we must change it, we must change it."

The shopkeeper nodded and smiled, but his heart was bleeding with pain.

It's not a big deal for this little ancestor to come here. Not only did he bring a few bags of medicinal materials, but he also took a donkey and a donkey cart without taking any money. What's this?

The shopkeeper sent her to the door like a plague.

Xin Yi waved his hand, "Go back, I'll see you another day."

Will you come another day? The shopkeeper uttered an ah, and froze in place with his mouth open, unable to control the violent twitching of his cheek muscles...

…

"Humph! Not honest." In the restaurant across the street, Fu Jiuqu sat lazily on the soft couch by the second-floor window, watching the donkey cart walking in the busy traffic of Ma Xing Street.

Cai Qi followed his line of sight and stretched out his neck, only to see a petite silhouette.

He tutted in a joking voice, "You have slim shoulders, a waist as thin as a willow, a soap robe and a skirt, and a hairpin with no trace of green...Tsk, tsk, Lord Jiu, you don't want the delicacies from the mountains and the sea, how about some porridge and side dishes?"

Only Cai Qi dared to say these jokes.

Cai Qi is the youngest son of the founding lord of Qingyuan County. He has been around since he was a child. He, Fu Jiuqu and Zhang Xun participated in the martial arts examinations in the same year and ranked in the top three. They are considered close friends. Moreover, Cai Qi and Fu Jiuqu were in the same imperial court.

He served as a city secretary, and the two families became close friends.

Therefore, Cai Qi often spoke inappropriately in front of Fu Jiuqu, and was used to smiling playfully. Fu Jiuqu had no reaction after hearing this, and only snorted contemptuously.

"What do you think of Zi Jin's report in Di?"

"Those guys who entered the memorial hall deserve a slap in the face!"

Rumors of Zhang Xun's death spread a lot, and Cai Qi naturally heard a lot of comments.

"For a little profit, rumors spread throughout the capital. Poor brother Xingyuan... died at Kunlun Pass, and had to suffer the humiliation of those mediocre people..."

When Cai Qi said this, he sighed suddenly, "However, it's also his ugly wife's fault. If it wasn't to avoid her, how could Brother Xingyuan die so miserably?"

"Catch him."

The light voice reaches the ears like a layer of mist separated by bubbling water.

Cai Qi was stunned again and said with an awkward smile: "It's not a crime to lose one's head if a person is uglier and pestering his husband. Arresting someone like this doesn't seem... appropriate?"

Fu Jiuqu squeezed the celadon cup with his long knuckles and squinted at him.

"Has your brain been stolen by a thief?"

Cai Qi was stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing it. He slapped his thigh and laughed loudly.

"Are you going to arrest the prison officer who was jailed? That's easy to handle. Mr. Jiu, what do you think, should he be dismissed and investigated, or should he be imprisoned for interrogation? Or should he be slaughtered cleanly?"

Fu Jiuqu lightly folded his cloak and stood up, "I don't want to see blood."

Cai Qi looked at his careless smile and stood up, "Understand, understand, our Master Jiu is kind-hearted, gentle and kind... Don't worry, I will tell the brothers to be more clean and don't dirty Master Jiu's hands.

Eh...I said, where are you going? I haven't finished speaking yet."

Fu Jiuqu didn't even look back.

"Chonglou...wait for me."

Cai Qi said "yoyo" twice, grabbed the long sword on the table and followed.

…

The gloomy sky was as if ink had been spilled, and the pressure was low and dim.

It's going to rain.

Xin Yi was not in a hurry to return to the village, and drove the donkey cart very slowly. His eyes were not enough to look around, and everything he saw felt new.

Maxing Street is backed by the Wuzhang River and is a prosperous area in Bianjing City. October is the dry season every year. The government has to close the river to clean up the siltation, so water transportation stops. There is an endless stream of pack animals and porters transporting goods. People selling goods.

The sounds and shouts, mixed with accents from all over the world, were very lively——

This is a tour to Bianjing during the Song Dynasty.

Xin Yi wandered in the bustling streets, his mind wandering far away.

Suddenly, the wheels made a harsh whistling sound as they rubbed against the bluestone ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and the carriage seemed to hit a hard obstacle. Xin Yi's body was thrown high, and his head hit the carriage shed, and stars appeared in his eyes.

The donkey cart shook a few times.

Xin Yi protected the medicinal materials and jumped down to check...

The bluestone rolled out of nowhere and hit the wheel of the donkey cart.

"Ah-uh-ah-uh-"

The donkey neighed loudly and suddenly galloped forward.

The sound of wind passed by my ears.

Xin Yi suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The faces passing by quickly around her were unfamiliar, blurry, and dazed, as if there were a pair of eyes with strong murderous intent staring at her.

In a blink of an eye, he disappeared...

Xinyi's scalp is numb.

Who deliberately rammed the donkey cart to harm her?

"Yu! Yu!"

Xin Yi didn't have time to think, so he pulled the running donkey.

In this era, you don’t need a driver’s license to drive. Xinyi thought that donkeys and horses are all spiritual animals and they will understand the traffic rules. Who knows that this donkey was frightened and got angry with her. He kicked off his child and started acting crazy.

I bumped into a cake stall and a miscellaneous food stall, and even scared the man selling candied haws, throwing away sticks and screaming...

Xin Yi didn't even have half a copper on him.

The shopkeeper of Sun's Pharmacy can blackmail you, but these vendors can't do anything random.

"Don't worry, everyone, I will compensate you, I will compensate you all."

Xin Yi was picking up candied haws on a shelf while calming his mind.

A pair of dark blue leather boots stopped in front of her, stepping on a candied haws. The blood-red syrup exploded and rolled under the delicate and clean boots. The scene was extremely conflicting...

Xin Yi raised his head and met Fu Jiuqu's eyes.

Fu Jiuqu was dressed in a white robe and fox cloak, exuding grace and nobility, and the flowing light in his eyes was dim and difficult to distinguish under the skylight.

Quiet.

weird.

Eyes facing each other.

"cough!"

Every time she met Fu Jiuqu when she was embarrassed, Xin Yi didn't know how to describe her luck. She straightened up, showing a few white teeth, and smiled like a little fox, but she was more sincere than ever.

"Uncle, you came just in time."

Cai Qi and Fu Jiuqu's entourage looked at each other in confusion.

Xin Yi didn't take it seriously, grabbed Fu Jiuqu's arm in a familiar manner, and smiled at the crowd who gathered around to ask for an explanation.

"With my brother-in-law here, you are not afraid that I will have no money to compensate, right?"

Cai Qi:……

Sun Huai:......

Followers:...

Fu Jiuqu's snow-white sleeves were sticky with fingerprints from the syrup. The expensive fabric slowly wrinkled in Xin Yi's hands, revealing a section of strong and solid skin. Red, white, and mixed colors.

Fu Jiuqu's pupils shrank slightly, his thin lips curved, and he quietly pulled out his hand...

Once, it didn't work.

Twice, still no success.

There was a hint of surprise in Fu Jiuqu's eyes.

He was familiar with Goulan Fengyue. Although he had no contact with women, he was often pestered by them. He knew all kinds of ways to seduce people. He thought Xin Yi was the same. Unexpectedly, she was serious about it. Her strength made it seem like she was trying to seduce people.

Crush him...

Fu Jiuqu's demeanor remained unchanged and he held the person back with his backhand.

The woman's slender wrist was tightly grasped between Fu Jiuqu's fingers, but she couldn't pull it away. The claws seemed to have melted into his body, climbing up firmly and calmly, tightly.
To be continued...