"Old man, may I ask you, when did General Su's army leave?" A farmer walked into the village and asked the old man who was leaning against the wall to bask in the sun.
The old man looked him up and down. It seemed like this man was a farmer. Why did he ask about the army? Could it be that he was going to the little fairy boy? The old man thought he had guessed it right.
"Haha, you want to make a wish to the little fairy boy." The old man asked the farmer kindly.
Little Fairy Boy? Is he talking about the King of Zhongshan?
"Yes, do you know when they left? I rushed all the way, but I still didn't catch up." The farmer said with a smile.
"Haha, that may be because you are not destined. You are looking for a son. I heard that you are from the south. If you pursue me so persistently, you will definitely not be able to have a son." The old man said self-righteously.
Damn it! You can't give birth to a son, your whole family can't give birth to a son! That farmer-looking man cursed fiercely in his heart.
But he still had an embarrassed and honest look on his face, "I made you guess, so when did they leave? Can I still catch up?"
The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes, not noticing how stiff the smile of the farmer in front of him was.
"Fate cannot be pursued! But you are so sincere, maybe you can catch it." The old man continued to talk to himself, but ignored his question.
The farmer clenched his fists. If he weren't afraid of revealing his identity, he would really want to punch this wrinkled old face. Can't you answer his question properly?
As if he sensed the unkindness of the man in front of him, the old man lowered his eyelids and said: "Young man, don't be so angry, worship God with sincerity."
These words were like a plate of cold water being poured down on him, and the farmer felt his whole body become cold. How could this old man, who was about to be in a coffin, notice his anger?
"Haha, I'm very sincere." The farmer's face quickly changed, becoming more kind than before, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"It's good to be sincere. It's good to be sincere and persistent. Sometimes it's a good thing~~~" The old man said slowly. His words were drawn out for a long time.
What does it mean? Sometimes it’s a good thing, but it’s usually a bad thing? Is that what the old man meant?
The farmer couldn't keep the smile on his face. He just squinted and stared at the old man in front of him.
The old man opened his mouth with only a few teeth left. He smiled happily, as if he was really blessing him.
"Then... I'll take my leave first." The farmer didn't want to ask any more questions. He felt that the old man was too weird, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.
"Okay, let's go, I won't send you off." The old man shouted from behind.
The farmer was angry and a little frightened, so he quickly urged his horse back to the team.
"How was it? When did you leave?" asked the strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
"I don't know, I didn't ask." The farmer was very depressed.
"Hmm, I didn't ask. How could I not ask about such a simple thing?" said the scholar with the goatee. He had long disliked the peasant.
"If you don't believe it, ask yourself."
"Humph!" The scholar turned his head and ignored him, and did not ask. It was not his task to explore the way.
"Forget it, let's rest for a while and then continue on our way." The strong man said. It can be seen that he is quite popular in this team, at least no one refutes him.
Lin Yi was lying on the bed blankly. Bing'er walked in and took a look at him, then went to get the bedding. She was a little tired from sleeping on a hard bed every day. She was used to sleeping on a soft bed in the palace, and her body became more and more delicate.
Since there were extra beddings here, she certainly didn't want to wrong herself.
"Bing'er..." Lin Yi didn't want to continue this stalemate.
"Well, do you want some tea?" Bing'er asked him with a smile. She had returned to normal just outside, and she felt a little funny about her inexplicable feeling a few days ago. Why should she compete with a child?
He even blushed, he was thinking too much.
"Uh... ok!" For some reason, Lin Yi felt a slight sense of loss when looking at Bing'er who had returned to 'normal'.
"What do you want for midnight snack?" Bing'er asked him.
"Ah? You want to cook it yourself?" Lin Yilai became more excited. Bing'er rarely cooks, but the food she cooks is delicious. In the past, she always had to exchange things for a full meal. Unexpectedly, Bing'er
My son has a kind heart today.
"Yes, you are in a good mood. Say." Bing'er smiled, as if she was in a good mood.
Lin Yi suddenly calmed down, then frowned and asked Bing'er: "Why are you in such a good mood?"
This is unreasonable. I have been awkward and silent for the past three days. Why did my mood suddenly become so good?
"A good mood means a good mood. Where and why?" Bing'er felt that Lin Yi was really baffled. She was in such a good mood that she wanted to cook for him, but he still had to worry about the reason? Is she so free?
"Then let's make something to eat besides barbecue." Lin Yi suddenly felt that he lost interest. Has the date been advanced?"
Lin Yi froze on the bed for an instant. These were the words he said to Li Chengqian before. Why did Bing'er use them on him?
"Bing'er..." Lin Yi roared.
"Hehehe..." Bing'er burst out laughing and ran out of the tent.
Lin Yi was left in the tent dumbfounded. Is this considered self-inflicted?
Early the next morning, Li Chengqian was very angry when he found out that Lin Yi had been eating alone that night. Didn't they say that good brothers should share blessings and share hardships? Xiao Yi didn't even call him when there was delicious food. Xiao Yi was really over the moon.
It's becoming more and more selfish.
"You have a dark face early in the morning. Are you constipated?" Lin Yi was doing morning exercises. He usually got up earlier than Li Chengqian.
"You are the only one with constipation. Who told you to eat alone last night? Curse you for constipation." Li Chengqian huffed.
Wang Bao turned his head and closed his eyes, wanting to say: I don't know this person.
Oh my God, when His Royal Highness meets the prince, can't he let his brain work for a while? He must act like an ignorant child and worry about everything.
"Hahaha..." Lin is also very happy. Although this happiness is based on Li Chengqian's 'pain', it doesn't matter, right?
Li Chengqian glared at him, but Lin Yi ignored Li Chengqian. He was tired after staring for a long time.
"What are you going to do today? Do you have any plans?" Li Chengqian gave up his childish behavior, which made Wang Bao breathe a sigh of relief.
Today! Lin Yi was thinking, what can I do on the grassland?
Fortunately, no one knew what he was thinking, otherwise they might all be shocked. After all, the emperor sent them to do things, but the first thing Lin Yi thought of was to play.
Lin Yi suddenly remembered an idea that his cousin had in his previous life. It was a gift he wanted to give to the children. He didn't know if he had completed it now. He thought that no one supported him except himself at the beginning, and he didn't really believe it.
I agree with that suggestion, but the relationship between him and his cousin has always been good, so he gave some friendly support. However, the idea is just right here.
"I have an idea, but I want your support, but it may cause you to get scolded. You have to think about it." Lin Yi said to Li Chengqian.
"Ah? What do you think?" Li Chengqian didn't think he would be scolded. There was nothing wrong with what Lin Yi came up with.
"I want to build a place specifically for playing. It will cost a lot of money, take up a lot of space, and it is only used for playing. But it can be charged." Lin Yi touched his chin and said.
"Ah? A place specifically for playing? Is it fun?" Li Chengqian couldn't imagine what kind of place it would be.
"Nonsense, it's not fun, why should I build it!" Lin Yi expressed dissatisfaction with his suspicion.
"If it's fun, just build it. Anyway, you said you can charge for it, and maybe you can make some money." Li Chengqian looked excited, it was such a fun thing, he was looking forward to it. And he was not worried about being scolded at all, Lin Yijian's stuff
How could he not make money? Doesn’t that insult the name of Lin Caishen?
Lin was speechless. He didn't care about Li Chengqian's smell of copper. As long as he supported it, it seemed like he had to choose a good location. Well, it would be best to build a row of inns and restaurants next to it. He believed that with his appearance
My idea will definitely attract a lot of people, so it would be nice to make a little money along the way.
He has been influenced by Li Chengqian without realizing it. Now he always considers whether he can make money no matter what he does. What a depravity!
At this time, the small group of eight people had also arrived in Shuozhou. They had traveled all day and night to arrive at this time, but they did not go any further and instead found an inn to stay in Shuozhou.
After they got down, they were ready to rest. Then they asked about His Highness the Crown Prince's situation, and then slowly found the right time. This was their first time doing something for the Prince, so they had to behave beautifully.
In this aspect, the eight of them are very much in agreement, but only they themselves can know what little thoughts are running in their hearts.
They really ignored how conspicuous they and others were. After staying in the inn together, they became a topic of chat among the guests.
"Brother Cheng, what do you think these people are here for? Why do they feel so special?" A middle-aged businessman asked the bodyguard he hired.
"Keep your voice down, these people are not simple, they may be here for the big shots." A black-faced man dressed as a warrior reminded his patrons alertly.
These people have an aura that is similar to his but more arrogant. Moreover, the twins are the brothers known as the Bloodthirsty Rats in the world. They look very similar in their short statures, so it is best not to mess with them.
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"Are they powerful?" the middle-aged businessman asked quietly.
The warrior nodded. He didn't know about the others, but the bloodthirsty twin rats were indeed very powerful. They were dedicated as killers for wealthy families. They had no principles and no bottom line. As long as they had money, they would dare to kill anyone.
Whispering scenes appeared on various tables in the inn hall. These eight people were really strange. Even though they looked strange, they had strange temperaments and kind expressions, but their whole persons gave off a kind of indifference to strangers.