When I came out of the villa, it was getting late.

Luo Chuan did not stay in the other courtyard for dinner with the sword cultivators. It was not for any other reason. It was just that most of the Taoist priests in Wangchuan did not eat after noon, so there was no need for him to destroy other people's habits.

Luochuan became more and more worried on the way back on the way back. Now, except for Jingzhou, which is in the center, the five states in the world, it seems that they can still sing and dance to achieve peace, the situation in the other four states can be said to be unoptimistic.

While the northern and southern barbarians obviously did not use all their strength, while the western and eastern barbarians were still in the dark, the huge human race had already shown a seemingly irreversible decline.

Changzhou has no choice in the face of the attack on Beiyi, and the huge population loss and loss can be imagined; Wuzhou encountered a natural disaster, and if such a drought lasted for another year or two, or even if it was only a local area of ​​drought, the consequences it would cause were unimaginable; Southwest Hanzhou faced the southern Yi directly and Anyang County lost a large area of ​​territory, not to mention that it lost a large area of ​​territory, it also opened the gateway to the entire Hanzhou plain area with no danger to rely on; and although Jiangzhou seemed to be the most prosperous and safe, it had to be forced to accept a large number of refugees from other states. If it was accepted in full, Jiangzhou would not be able to meet in the long run, but the powerful class might not be happy, but the matter of refugees was the most difficult to deal with, and one bad thing was a huge trouble...

He couldn't help but remember what the young woman said to him. It seemed that Lu Zu had passed away a long time ago, but in fact it only took only a year...

Just as he was in deep thought, the bell outside the imperial carriage made a crisp sound, awakening him from his thoughts, and frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Gao Shixian's voice came from outside the carriage, "Report to the Lord, the officials of the county magistrate's office asked for a meeting and said that there was something important to report."

"Let him lean against the window of the frame," Luo Chuan lifted the curtain and saw a tall and thin young official being released by the Lijun Light Rider who was guarding him and trotted to his window to salute.

"Love Kangxi"

"Report to the prefect, Guangjun sent an envoy to Licheng, and was very anxious and wanted to meet the prefect!" The young official's voice was a little low, but it happened to fall into Luo Chuan's ears.

"The envoy sent by the Yun family in Guangjun?" Luo Chuan asked quietly, "How many people have come?"

"Reported to the prefect, there are only two main and deputy envoys, but there are nearly a hundred guards accompanying them, and there are dozens of frames for delivering gifts," the young official replied quickly. Luo Chuan nodded, "It's too late today, so I naturally have no time to see them. Tell them that the prefect is not available tomorrow, so let the prefect arrange for them to meet the next day."

The young official bent over and saluted quickly, then trotted away.

Luo Chuan put down the curtain of the car, took the map from Siqi and looked carefully for a while before handing it back to her. He didn't say a word, but just reached out and pulled a golden rope on the carriage, and a crisp sound of bells sounded outside the carriage.

"Master, I am here," Gao Shixian's voice came.

"Lao Gao, I won't go back to the palace for dinner tonight. Go to your grandson's tavern," Luo Chuan said.

"Master, his tavern is very small and he has not prepared in advance. If he neglects the master, it will be a great sin. Should I wait for the next holiday to ask him to prepare well in advance..." Gao Shixian sounded a little embarrassed.

"It's okay," Luo Chuan said, "I am the only one with Siqi, four dishes and one soup is enough."

"Old slave obey the order," Gao Shixian was still very happy and worried. After reporting, he got off the imperial chariot, greeted a palace waiter and trotted to pass the order, and then waved to Cao Man and gave a few instructions. The latter turned around and lit up his toes and quickly disappeared on the streets in the city.

The convoy turned and headed to the commercial block.

It was almost night, and the area of ​​the tavern and brothels in the commercial block gradually became lively, but the arrival of the prefect chariot suddenly cooled down the entire area, and even the laughter and quarrel in the brothels disappeared for a while.

The vendors along the street knelt on the ground, and the guests upstairs closed the window one by one, leaving only the eyes in the small crack beside the window, looking carefully and curiously.

The imperial chariot finally stopped in front of a small tavern, and Siqi and Luochuan got off the imperial chariot one after another.

Luo Chuan looked up at the three words "Sorghum drunk" on the plaque at the tavern door, and asked Gao Shixian bent beside him, "These three words are well written, and the pen is like a dragon and snake, and I feel a little drunk."

Gao Shixian bent his waist deeper, "These three words were given by the old master, but the old slave did not ask his grandson to engrave the signature..."

"Oh," Luo Chuan looked at the three words carefully again. It was a completely different style from the official documents he used to inform or communicate with the prefect's palace. He smiled slightly and walked towards the tavern.

There were a few people kneeling in front of the tavern. The one in the center was a lean and thin young man. His clothes were neither luxurious nor poor, but they were very plain and ordinary. Beside him was a petite girl with a cloth skirt and a very simple hairpin. The others were chef waiters, who were trembling when they knelt on the ground.

"The grass people are tall and far away and the sorghum are drunk, and everyone welcomes the prefect!" The young man didn't look up when he heard the footsteps approaching, but just saluted loudly.

"Get up," Luo Chuan looked at everyone's feet and didn't dare to look up after they stood up. He just moved the road away, so he walked in with Siqi first. Behind him, teams of neatly slapped cavalry inside and outside the tavern were scattered.

Luo Chuan entered the first floor of the tavern, and there was no one here, but some traces of scrubbing on the table were not dry. I think the guests here had only been away for a while, so he didn't need anyone to guide him to the second floor. He picked up a spacious windowed compartment and sat down. Siqi's Kung Fu shadow that opened the window had already appeared behind Luo Chuan like a ghost.

Luo Chuan glanced at Gao Shixian and Gao Zhiyuan who followed him up, and smiled, "Come on, you grandfather and grandson sit down too."

Gao Zhiyuan just bent his waist and didn't dare to say a word, while Gao Shixian said in panic, "What is the identity of the old slave who can sit with the master..."

"It's not in the Prefect's Palace. Today is in your house. It's too much for the master to not even have a seat. Let's sit there," Luo Chuan said again and Gao Shixian and the others were not good to refuse. He shyly sat down on the corner of the chair. He looked at Gao Zhiyuan and said, "This time I suddenly came and drove all the guests in your room away. Isn't it a lot of money?"

Gao Zhiyuan never dared to look at Luo Chuan, and he pressed his head lower as he heard this, "I will return to the prefect, it's still early at this time, so there are not many guests, I can't pay much money, I can't pay much."

"Oh, there have been many outsiders leaving the city these days. Should the business of the tavern be better?" Luo Chuan looked out the window. Luo Changgong had moved the convoy out of the street. Although pedestrians and horses still had to lower their heads and speed up when passing here, they did not cause much trouble.

"If you go back to the prefect, your business this year is indeed much better than in previous years. There are many foreign warriors, and they often don't leave until the night of drinking." Gao Zhiyuan's speech was not as reserved as before, and gradually let go.

Luo Chuan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, but it's like making money to support your family," he turned around and looked at Gao Zhiyuan and asked, "Who is the girl next to you before?"
Chapter completed!