As soon as Huo Wu came in from the door, he saw Zhang Qingjiu running out of the study, and the two of them faced each other.
Before Huo Wu could say anything, Zhang Qingjiu spoke, "Quickly, prepare a carriage for me, please."
Huo Wu raised her eyebrows and immediately understood what Zhang Qingjiu was going to do. She immediately asked someone to prepare the carriage. When she was about to ask the coachman to take her to the palace, Zhang Qingjiu had already spoken, "Go to the post house outside the city."
When Huo Wu reached his lips, he paused. Looking at the carriage that was driving away, the corner of his mouth twitched. Could it be that he had made a mistake? Isn't this Mr. Zhang going to find His Highness?
He was anxious to see Chu Lan. Zhang Qingjiu, who had lowered the curtain after getting on the carriage, could not have seen Huo Wu's tangled look. He waited until the coachman drove quickly all the way and arrived at a post station outside Shangjing City.
It's half an hour before it's Tatsuki time.
Zhang Qingjiu got out of the carriage and took a look, frowning, why was there no Chu Lan's aura.
Looking up, Zhang Qingjiu thought for a while, told the coachman to wait aside, then got off the car and entered the post house.
The posthouse outside Shangjing City is no more elaborate and spacious than the restaurant inside. You can see the whole store at a glance. Most of the people coming and going are passers-by who have come to settle down in a hurry, or they are relatives and friends who come to see off.
From time to time, I can still hear women sobbing, children crying, and men comforting me.
It's a little less calm and elegant, but it's also more real in the world.
Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and confirmed that Chu Lan was indeed not here. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that Feng Zhi didn't seem to say that Chu Lan was outside the city.
Zhang Qingjiu:...Why do you suddenly feel like you are the one who is the one who is the culprit?
When he was about to go back, there was a sudden commotion outside. Zhang Qingjiu glanced at it, raised his brows, stopped walking, turned around, found a corner and sat down, and asked the waiter to wait for him.
A pot of tea and a plate of snacks were served.
At just this moment, a figure wearing a bamboo hat ran down from the second floor of the post house and rushed to the door, barely passing by Zhang Qingjiu, who was just turning around to order tea with the waiter.
"Grandpa." A voice almost sobbing sounded in the post house. The figure grabbed the people outside the post house and said, "You are useless and can't save grandpa from this desperate situation!"
"Get up, my son, why are you crying?" An old voice sounded at the door. Although it was hoarse, it still carried full majesty.
"Grandpa, I have prepared wine and food inside, I..."
"No need, this matter is urgent, there must be someone watching from behind. I have been planning for a long time before I have this opportunity to meet you." The old voice sighed, and pulled the young man with the bamboo hat behind him.
Sit down at the door next to the wall.
Immediately, people who looked like guards surrounded him and drove the diners next to him aside.
Although those who had already sat down had dissatisfaction on their faces, they saw that the visitor was obviously not easy to mess with, so they could only leave in anger.
Zhang Qingjiu's position was quite close to the inside. The guards only glanced at it from a distance and did not pass by. When many diners saw this, they also sat over.
For a moment, the originally scattered post house was divided into two groups.
"Grandpa, a wealthy man is unfilial and I haven't found a way to solve it yet." The young man wearing a bamboo hat took a deep breath and gritted his teeth as he looked at the old man in front of him, whose hair and beard had turned white in just a few days.
"I can't blame you for this. No one thought that he would do something like this, killing one thousand enemies and damaging himself eight hundred." The old man patted the man's shoulder and sighed softly, "You didn't get involved. I'm already very serious."
So happy."
"But now... Grandpa's people all think that I am doing nothing to protect myself." The man's voice sounded a little aggrieved.
"Silly boy, the best choice is to protect yourself wisely. Don't say that this is what I asked you to do. Even if you really do it, I will only feel happy." The old man sneered, with a flash of pride in his eyes, "Now
It's a good thing that they outwardly reject you while I'm away. Don't worry, when I get to Qianzhou, I'll fix the book for them and let them turn from light to dark, and we can be regarded as a rebel general."
"It turns out... my grandpa has already arranged everything for me." The man sobbed.
"You are my grandson. If I don't plan for you, who else can I do for you?" The old man smiled and nodded, with a bit of pride in his tone: "Although it seems that I have lost this time, who can do it before the end?"
Who knows who will win? That kid is already weak, so he hurt himself so deeply this time, and we are one step closer to success. It's just a pity. If we had known he was here, we might have known him directly..."
At this point, the old man snorted coldly, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, "Let's see how long he can keep jumping!"
The corners of the young man's mouth moved, his eyes changed again and again, and finally he lowered his eyes gently, "Kuo'er is really lucky to have grandpa carefully arrange everything."
"Don't be so sentimental. The emperor is ruthless. At this time, you have to be more steady." The old man squinted his eyes, with a hint of depth flashing in his eyes. "After I leave, you have to take good care of yourself. Go to the Queen Mother."
If you go to the other courtyard, it means you have removed yourself. I just feel sorry for your mother. You have to take good care of her. I will also fix the book for her and let her go to the other courtyard with the Queen Mother."
"Grandpa, why do you want the queen mother and mother to go to another hospital? Is it really possible..." Hearing this, the young man's expression was slightly startled, and his eyes were a little more withdrawn.
Unfortunately, the old man was immersed in his own thoughts at the moment and did not notice his fear.
The look in his eyes changed, and the old man snorted coldly, "What a heavenly punishment, this is a myth! I think it was the daughter of the Zhangtai Liu family who brought this about. Remember, that woman must die without a burial place!"
The old man almost said the last sentence through gritted teeth, full of hatred.
But if you listen carefully, you can also hear a trace of fear inside.
Hearing these words, the young man seemed stunned, but he immediately nodded heavily, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely make her kneel down and beg for mercy!"
"Okay." The old man seemed to be relieved, with a smile of relief on his face.
At this moment, a figure came in from the door, walked to the old man and said something. The old man immediately nodded and turned around and said, "The people who are following you are here. I have to leave immediately. There is one more thing. You must not be able to do it."
forget."
"Grandpa, please give me your instructions." The young man stood up.
"The Prayer Palace must be built well." The old man squinted his eyes, his cloudy eyes full of solemnity, "As long as it is built, no matter what happens, our descendants of the Xie family will be able to turn disaster into good fortune.
Chengxiang! Do you understand?!"
Looking at the old man's serious look, the young man clenched his fists and said, "Kuo'er understands that Kuo'er will definitely not disappoint grandpa's expectations."
"Okay!" The old man laughed and patted the young man's shoulder heavily. His face no longer looked sad as before. "I'm waiting for the day when your good news comes!"
After saying that, the old man strode out of the post house.
"Farewell to Grandpa." In the post house, the young man saluted in the direction where the old man was leaving, and did not straighten up for a long time.