On the first night he stayed in Luofu, Luochuan didn't sleep.
He just held the bronze mirror in both hands and sat in meditation all night.
He did not follow Jiang Bo's suggestion and mobilize every bit of energy in his body to violently touch the water vapor in the bronze mirror to see its meaning. He just followed his own feelings and the way Luo Chuan in this world did when he was a child.
With a vague and profound memory, I forcefully "see" everything in the bronze mirror in a way that is almost like sleep, with a clear mind.
That feeling is very mysterious.
It was as if he had stood at Hukou Falls for the first time in his previous life and was shocked to see the chaotic river rushing towards his face with its roaring momentum. It was as if he had walked out of Zhongjing City and gone to the wide river for the first time in this life.
Standing on the Han River where you can't see the other side, you can feel the unstoppable power of the infinite river water traveling thousands of miles eastward.
He was holding a palm-sized bronze mirror in his hand, but it was like a weak child carefully holding up a big river, walking on thin ice with trembling fear.
So after just one night, he was so exhausted that he felt like he hadn't slept for days. He just wanted to lie down on the bed and sleep for days and nights.
But he doesn't have this time.
He got up, washed up, soaked his face in the cold water to refresh himself, continued to put on his solemn official uniform, and went out to Cangyan Mansion Office.
In addition to the old coachman and Siqi, he was accompanied by a young female Taoist who acted as a guardian, and Luo Changgong's Thirty Blood Rider.
After the group left Luo Mansion, Luo Chuan lifted the curtains and looked out. Calmness had returned to Fugui Alley. Except for some more officers and soldiers guarding the gates of several houses, everything here was the same as before.
As the motorcade drove out of the alley and entered the main street, the prosperity of Cangyan City came into view.
There is an endless stream of pedestrians and cars on the street, people are coming in and out of the shops, and street vendors are still selling freshly baked breakfast.
From a distance, Luochuan saw a vendor filling eggs into pancakes at one of the stalls where two or three people were gathered. The familiar appearance immediately took him back to the morning of that world, and he urged the old coachman to stop the carriage.
When you get there, jump off the carriage and walk over there.
Unexpectedly, the people who had already seen those conspicuous blood knights around them didn't know who the person in front of them was, and they knelt on the ground without waiting for him to approach.
Only then did Luo Chuan's thoughts return to his eyes. While lamenting the hard work and fatigue last night, he said to the people around him in a gentle voice, "Get up, everyone, it's so cold on the ground in this winter." He looked at the people around him and saw if
He wanted to get up, so he had no choice but to walk quickly to the cake vendor stall and said, "Master, hurry up, give me a set of cake fillings to take away."
The vendor only felt that he was hallucinating. When Luo Chuan called him for the second time, he jumped up in excitement. He kept bending down to salute and started making pancakes in a hurry. He was so skilled that he could spread three or five pancakes at the same time.
As he spoke, his hands were shaking so much that it was difficult to do just one thing.
"Siqi, do you want one too? This food is delicious," Luo Chuan smiled and pushed his shoulder to Siqi, who was looking wary next to him, then turned to look at the expressionless young woman on the other side and said, "Fairy
Sister, do you want it? I’ll treat you."
The young female Taoist raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at the cakes on the simple iron plate on the street, and shook her head expressionlessly.
"Then let me give it a try," Siqi nodded and looked around, "Sir, you can't do this next time."
Luo Chuan nodded perfunctorily, took a stuffed cake from the vendor and didn't care about the image. He bit on the cake in one bite, humming comfortably, then stretched out two fingers and muttered to the vendor, "
Master, two more."
The vendor nodded repeatedly, made two more pancakes and bent down to hand them to Siqi.
Luo Chuan reached out and touched his arms, then looked at Siqi with some embarrassment.
The maid who grew up with him didn't know what it meant, so she took out a small piece of broken silver from her sleeve and placed it on the hawker stall.
The vendor trembled even more when he saw this, but he still trotted over and handed the broken silver on the stall to Siqi respectfully and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, where can I collect it from you... Where can I collect it from you?
of silver..."
While chewing the cake, Luo Chuan reached out and pushed back the hand holding the silver, "Why can't you accept it? If you eat your cake, you have to give me money. It's a matter of course. Don't worry, accept it." After that, he didn't care.
The vendor responded and turned around and walked towards the carriage.
The hawker raised his head and said anxiously, "Sir, sir...this..." He looked at the people around him who also raised their heads, and his face turned red anxiously, "this...these three..."
A piece of cake is not worth so much money!”
Luo Chuan held the cake in one hand and gnawed it, and waved it casually with the other hand, "Next time I come, just treat it as advance payment to you."
The convoy slowly drove away, leaving only the common people who got up from the ground, looking at the retreating convoy and talking endlessly. Luo Chuan, who was sitting in the carriage, didn't care about this. He just carefully saved the last mouthful of the rich dipping sauce.
He stuffed the cake into his mouth, wiped his hands and leaned comfortably on the cushions in the corner of the carriage. Then he picked up the bronze mirror again and put it on his chest, muttering to himself, "I didn't expect that I could still eat it in this world."
This kind of thing..."
Siqi, who was sitting next to him and eating the cake, had a good ear, "This cake is delicious, but it's probably not the best in the world. I prefer the one in Zhongjing City."
The time-honored Wang’s Steamed Bun Shop.”
Luo Chuan smiled noncommittally, closed his eyes and realized that the moisture in the bronze mirror was gone. It wasn't until the carriage stopped again that he took a long breath and woke up from that mysterious feeling.
Siqi gently wiped his forehead with a silk scarf, "Otherwise, just rest in the carriage before going off."
Luochuan shook his head and got off the carriage first, striding into the side hall next to the meeting hall.
The side hall had already been tidied up by government servants from inside to outside. All the cushions and fabrics on the couch had been replaced with new ones. Two maid-looking girls were originally waiting in the meeting hall when they saw Luo Chuan.
The group entered the side hall, and the two of them looked at each other and cautiously followed in. As soon as they entered the side hall, they knelt down towards Luo Chuan who was sitting on the main seat. One of the girls who looked particularly fair said softly, "County...
.Lord County Sheriff, Lord County Lieutenant arranged for the two of us to serve at the County Sheriff’s Office... If you have any orders, just call us." She looked up quickly and then lowered her head and said, "My name is your slave.
My name is Lushui, and my sister is called Lianyi."
"Dew, ripples, I didn't expect the county captain to be an elegant man," Luo Chuan nodded at the two of them. Seeing that they were not too thickly dressed, they must have been waiting in the meeting hall early in the morning, and their hands were so cold.
Turning purple, "Go get some charcoal fire, it's too cold in this room."
The two girls stood up, lowered their heads and walked backwards.
Luo Chuan looked at their leaving figures and shook his head, "Siqi, slowly, will I also become a high-ranking character who needs to be taken care of in everything..."
"Young Master is a noble person who should be served by others. It is a great blessing for the people below to meet a master like Young Master and be remembered and cared for," Siqi said matter-of-factly.
Luo Chuan sighed, "How can there be so many things that are taken for granted in this world?" However, he did not continue to delve deeper into this issue that challenges the world's values. Instead, he patted the armrest of the chair and said, "Go and shout...