Li Qingxian said: "I don't have time to go to Beichang now. When I have free time, I will go to your mine to have a look."
"Since you are not afraid of checking the mines near the capital, why not do this? I will borrow the flying magic weapon, and you and I will go to the mine to have a look tomorrow. You also know that my family has limited financial resources now. Even if the mine has treasure, we still need to find someone to cooperate in the exploration.
In terms of business operations, not to mention, my father’s illness is difficult to recover from, and people are leaving. It’s better to use the mine as a basis and find suitable forces to cooperate. Of course, your share cannot be less,” Qiu Ye said.
Li Qingxian said: "I will deliver some local products to Zhao Mansion during the day tomorrow, and go to Uncle Song's house for dinner in the evening. It will take several days before I get back. I can't delay any more."
Qiu Ye nodded and said with emotion: "You can even go to Zhao Mansion to deliver things."
"It's not as exaggerated as the outside world says," Li Qingxian said, "By the way, I can't keep waiting for the buyer here. You can find a way to leave his handwriting or belongings. In short, the closer the relationship with him, the better.
Wait until I come back to deduce his identity."
"good."
The two chatted until late at night, and agreed to fly to the mine in a few days to have a look. They also agreed to find a day to gather their comrades from Guicheng for a chat.
Li Qingxian returned to Chunfeng Residence and slept.
Early the next morning, Li Qingxian visited Zhao Mansion with local specialties from Qiyuan City.
Zhao Yishan works in the cabinet, and only Mrs. Zhao is at home.
Hearing that it was Li Qingxian, the kind Mrs. Zhao greeted her with her maid, forcing Li Qing to chat about home affairs, and finally stayed for a lunch before letting him leave. Before leaving, she also had some things from the Zhao family given to her, including Zhao's.
Yishan likes to eat the big red dates from his hometown, and Mrs. Zhao likes to eat the baked rice cake slices.
Mrs. Zhao felt that it was not enough, so she gave a bright black mink hat that she had sewn by herself. She was originally going to give it to one of Zhao Yishan's students, and asked Li Qingxian to visit him often in the future.
In the afternoon, Li Qingxian went back to the Night Guard and found that the Coward King had not arranged any errands for him, so he went to the Xizhao Prison Division to meet with Wu Zhao, the prison envoy, and other acquaintances, and presented them with local specialties from Qiyuan City.
And we made an appointment to have a drink some time.
Before leaving, Wu Zhao casually mentioned Ye Han's imprisonment, and Li Qingxian knew that he was reminding him.
The wheels rolled and crushed stone slabs.
Li Qingxian was sitting in the carriage, recalling what he had learned at Tiansui Academy.
There was a huge amount of information in that day's class, and it was difficult to start studying again before it was fully digested and absorbed.
These days, whenever I have free time, I just reminisce and study.
In the evening, Li Qingxian arrived at Song Mansion, entered the hall, and saw an acquaintance sitting next to Song Yunjing and his wife.
Sizheng, Song Yanxue, the commander-in-chief of the Night Guard Left Command and the Patrol Division.
Song Yanxue usually wears armor, but now she is not wearing an ordinary skirt. Instead, she is wearing a light red shorts, showing her heroic appearance.
Song Yanxue was already bright and charming, and with a pair of surprisingly big eyes, she looked as young as a girl in front of the two elders.
The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.
Mrs. Song stood up with a smile and said, "Just now, your uncle Song was talking to Yan Xue about you. They both praised you and said they wanted to visit Tianshen Toishan Garden."
Song Yunjing coughed slightly and said: "My child is here to eat, what are you talking about? Hurry up and let someone serve the fish soup. I am idle, the products in Qiyuan City are poor, I have regained my consciousness, please eat more."
Li Qingxian walked over and sat down, and said with a smile: "Yes, Qiyuan City is located in the north of the Great Wall after all. They only eat ordinary food, with less fish, melons and fruits. It is not as good as the capital city."
"Our family has been in Beichen City for so many years, and your Aunt Song has been worried every day because there was too little food."
The two started chatting, and Song Yanxue sat aside, motionless.
Not long after, Mrs. Song came back, brought the maids, put the dishes on the table one by one, and personally divided the fish soup for everyone.
Li Qingxian quickly finished a bowl and praised: "Smooth and delicate, fresh and delicious, delicious."
"If it's delicious, eat more." Mrs. Song smiled so hard that she narrowed her eyes, took Li Qingxian's bowl, and filled the fish soup again.
Li Qingxian was not polite and ate three bowls in a row.
Mrs. Song was delighted.
Song Yunjing, his wife, and Song Yanxue chewed slowly and finished their food quickly, but Li Qingxian was clearly enjoying the meal, but he still hadn't finished it yet.
Song Yanxue occasionally glanced at Li Qingxian.
Mrs. Song kept saying: "It's not that Saibei is not good, it's just that the food is too monotonous. If it's delicious, eat more, just like when you were a child."
Li Qingxian swallowed a mouthful of food and said, "It's been a long time since I've had such a delicious dish."
Mrs. Song smiled from ear to ear.
Song Yunjing opened his mouth and said: "Are you saying that the Zhao family's food is not delicious?"
Li Qingxian almost choked, swallowed it quickly, and said: "Aunt Song, if someone doesn't eat well, it always spoils the fun."
Mrs. Song glanced at Song Yunjing and said with a smile: "Don't listen to him, you eat what you have."
Song Yunjing saw Song Yanxue looking over and explained: "He went to Quanjie Gong's house in the morning to eat and drink, and before he left, he also picked up things from Zhao's house."
"Mrs. Zhao gave it to me because she saw how handsome I am." Li Qingxian shouted.
"Look, this guy is just like Bai Ge, one is more shameless than the other. How is Ye Wei's job?"
"That's it. I want to practice life skills anyway, so I just happened to register at Night Guard. That's good." Li Qingxian said.
"I don't know you yet? No matter where you go, you can cause earth-shaking troubles. That Qiyuan City can allow you to build a small divine capital in the north of the Great Wall." Song Yunjing said.
"Those are all praised by others. How can there be such a small city in the north of the Great Wall? It will take at least ten years to say that." Li Qingxian said.
"You..." Song Yunjing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"By the way, Uncle Song and Sister Yanxue, when you pass by Qiyuan City, just go directly to Tianshen Toishan Garden. I have already said hello to the people there," Li Qingxian said.
Song Yanxue glanced at Li Qingxian and said nothing.
"I heard it's difficult to get in there now. You have to make a reservation and have to queue up?" Song Yunjing said.
"That's because to outsiders, it doesn't matter to our own people. Besides, now that Brother Song is the county magistrate, we can't keep our family waiting."
Aunt Song smiled and said: "Look, he is still leisurely and reasonable. Bai Ge really got a big advantage."
"Actually, Bai Ge is no easier than me. It's hard for me to open up, but my opponents are all small fish and shrimps. Now Qiyuan City has attracted the attention of various forces. He has to deal with so many forces. He will suffer. Just.
Like Uncle Song, this Jing Zhaoyin is a senior official, but he is not at all as relaxed as the cabinet minister."
"Thousands of things. If you and Yanxue don't come today, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep in the Yamen." Song Yunjing shook his head gently.
"How are you doing in Shendu lately?"
"When gods fight, mortals suffer. There are some things that no one would believe could happen at the feet of the Emperor."
"You, you are too literary in your work. Sometimes, you can learn from Sister Yanxue and show some martial spirit. If you don't accept it, you will suppress it directly. If you pick a few chickens, they will restrain themselves." Li Qingxian said.
"How do you know I didn't kill the chicken?" Song Yunjing asked.
"Then kill a few big ones, such as relatives of the emperor and the like." Li Qingxian said casually.
"Then it's the monkey." Song Yanxue said.
Li Qingxian nodded and said: "Sir Song is still very powerful. He treats the emperor's relatives as monkeys. I admire him."
Song Yanxue rolled her eyes at Li Qingxian, moved her lips but said nothing.
Mrs. Song looked at the junior talking and laughing with a smile.
Song Yunjing smiled and said: "Yanxue, this is a family banquet, you don't have to be afraid of him. No matter how big the third-grade Qiyuan Marquis is, he is still your brother."