In the early morning, the mist in Lingzhi City has not yet dispersed, and the city is already busy.
In the store, a yawning clerk opened the door and began to prepare for cleaning before opening.
Some time had passed since the Battle of Lingzhi, and I thought there would be great chaos in the city.
But unexpectedly, with the help of a large amount of grain and materials, the branch city quickly stabilized.
There are no refugees who have lost their homes on the streets, and there are no soldiers and bandits who are burning, killing and looting everywhere.
Anyone can clearly feel that these new sergeants who came to the city to take over the city's defense are very different from the usual county soldiers.
Those black-armored sergeants gave people an incomparable sense of security as long as they stood by the roadside.
After all, that black armor looks really rich and luxurious.
It doesn't look like he would lower himself to rob someone.
Wearing such valuable armor and robbing two broken earthen pots from poor people, wearing tattered clothes with holes in them is really unjustifiable.
In fact, there was no news of robberies taking place in the city.
Even those who committed adultery after breaking the city have never been heard of.
On the other hand, the girls in the city would go in groups to look at the soldiers and throw melons and fruits from time to time.
The soldiers were also interesting. They were all red-faced, but they never spoke frivolously.
We also know that sergeants and their families in the army are treated very well.
This made all the girls in the city have their thoughts wandering, and their eyes glowed green when they stared at the black-clad soldiers.
The Northland has an open atmosphere, and there are many sexy and interesting things going on.
Not only girls like to watch it, but shop clerks also like to watch it.
From the age of eight to the age of eighty, which man can refuse that handsome military uniform and mighty armor?
This guy looked over and felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere today.
The old woman who usually stood on the street corner picking her son-in-law was nowhere to be seen.
Just as he was about to inquire, he saw a group of soldiers holding a stack of documents and handing them out from shop to shop.
Although the man knew that these sergeants would not do anything to him, he immediately stepped aside with the broom in hand.
At this moment, a sergeant stood in front of him and handed him a piece of paper.
The clerk hurriedly bent down and took it with both hands. Knowing that he was illiterate, the sergeant explained to him: "This is a business closure notice. The city will be closed for the next three days, and all shops and businesses will be prohibited from operating."
"Don't panic if you hear commotion, they are hunting for criminals and spies."
The sergeant did not explain what kind of murderer and spy he was, and the clerk did not dare to ask.
After telling the waiter to close the door as soon as possible, the sergeant seemed to be very busy and turned around to leave.
He just said before leaving: "If you see anyone suspicious, you can report it to the officials at the gate. If it is confirmed, there will be a reward in the prefect's mansion."
After saying that, he hurriedly walked to the next house.
It was the first time that the waiter was treated so patiently and politely, and he watched the other person leave.
"It's really different." He muttered and closed the store door quickly.
While closing the door, I was happy to be able to rest for three days.
Humming a little tune in his mouth, he managed to keep the snow-white closure notice with the seal.
I plan to go back and paper the leaky windows.
The atmosphere in the city is somewhere between tense and relaxed.
Early in the morning, Xu Tian came to Dianmao as usual.
But unlike his usual duties, such as execution, he was very happy inside at this moment.
This morning, he heard about the fire in the weaving shop early this morning, and knew that it was done.
In particular, I saw Li Li sitting at the top with a dark face. Lady Gongsun, who used to come to the prefect's house wearing a silk hat, was not seen today.
Xu Tian controlled the expression on his face and couldn't help but think of the benefits he would get if it came to pass.
The head of the Gao family drove out of Gongsun's house. He got the news and came to visit.
But he didn't get a satisfactory answer.
The girl still smiled sweetly and asked him to wait patiently.
But the head of the Gao family knew that that smile was far from as relaxed as before.
Since morning, people have been coming to visit her. The girl's face was haggard and even makeup couldn't hide it.
The head of the Gao family sighed secretly. Thinking of the news that someone had delivered in secret last night, he hesitated for a moment.
He knew that another moment of decision lay before him.
The choice this time is not difficult, but...
The head of the Gao family is very serious on his face. He has known Gongsun Jing for decades. Will that old fox really hand over the Gongsun family rashly?
Is that young girl really as eager for quick success as she appears?
The head of the Gao family closed his eyes and pondered, his fingers on his sleeves moving constantly.
In the afternoon, he said he was ill at home and would not see guests for the time being.
Lingzhi City, a dilapidated wine shop on the outskirts of Nancheng.
None of the neighbors knew that this was the Lian family's property.
Snapped!
A slap fell on Lian Zhe's face.
"Nonsense! Who allowed you to do anything without permission?" Lian Zhe's father, Lian Yu, the current head of the Lian family, was furious and reprimanded his eldest son.
He almost lost his breath when he received the news this morning and found out what this little beast had done.
Lian Zhe didn't dare to hide, so he stood there and received a slap.
Bright red finger marks immediately appeared on the white and tender face of the young master of the aristocratic family.
But he said loudly: "Father, this is such a great opportunity, it would be a pity to miss it!"
Lian Yu's chest rose and fell several times before finally calming down.
"Did you really go to that tavern accidentally and overhear those people talking?"
Lian Zhe affirmed: "Of course, father, my son is not stupid. He went there that day because he heard that the lady selling wine in that restaurant was young, and it was his son who took the initiative to talk to her!"
Lian Yu thought about it and turned to look at Lian Yi beside him: "Did you see it burnt out with your own eyes?"
Lian Yi recalled it carefully and nodded affirmatively: "Master, I saw it with my own eyes. Manager Ding even brought out the drawings of the loom."
Lian Yu's expression softened a lot. After a moment, he snorted coldly and said to Lian Zhe: "Just stay here."
Then he walked away.
But Lian Zhe smiled. He knew that with his father as a lobbyist, he would be able to contact and persuade the famous families in the city.
Although Lian Zhe was tired, his eyes were surprisingly bright.
He found Manager Ding and Wang Jin who were hiding here together, bent down and saluted: "Thank you both for your help."
Wang Jin hurriedly avoided it: "Lian Langjun, you don't have to be polite."
Manager Ding was much more down-to-earth. He patted and hid the loom drawings he had brought out on his chest.
"Young Master is so polite."
Lian Zhe looked at Steward Ding's movements, his eyes dimmed, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Steward Ding, can you take a look at the drawing below?"
Manager Ding hesitated for a moment, then took it out and handed it over.
Lian Zhe unfolded it and looked at it, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was about to say something.
Manager Ding had already taken the drawings away from him.
He smiled and said: "Lian Langjun, this is what my brothers and I brought out at the risk of our lives, but... we should wait until there are more people and take a closer look."
Lian Zhe knew that he wanted to sell it at a higher price, so he sneered in his heart, but smiled on his face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
In the evening, many people wearing brocade fur came here in a low-key manner, and the lights in the dilapidated wine shop were lit all night.