I held the teacup in both hands, thought for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Qinghan, do you still remember that you told me that Pei Yuanhao's money and his soldiers have been missing."

Qinghan nodded.

I looked into his eyes: "Will it be--"

The light in his eyes also seemed a little messy. He stared at the candlestick in front of him for a long time and had not spoken. Obviously, he didn't think of any reason.

"This is hard to say."

“…”

"In my opinion, his money and his soldiers were not good for him at this time."

“…”

"But if it is really related to this matter as you guessed, then I'm afraid-"

He didn't finish his words, but I also interpreted it from his flashing gaze. If this trip to the northwest was really related to Pei Yuanhao's money and his soldiers, I'm afraid this trip would be very difficult.

At this time, Qinghan started coughing again, and I realized that it was too late. He was so tired that he would hurt his body again.

I hurriedly got up and patted his back to help him calm his breath, and said softly: "What's wrong? Is it very uncomfortable? Do I want me to call Yao Lao over?"

He coughed and waved his hand with a smile: "It's not that serious, it's just a few coughs. Don't make a big deal."

“This is not a big deal.”

"I know, I know," he stopped coughing, smiled and turned around, holding my hand: "Look at you, you will only say, isn't your hands so cold? I'll scream you so late, and you may not be able to sleep well tonight!"

"It's okay for me, it's the same as going to bed early and late."

"But there is no such statement. Going to bed early is better than going to bed late." He looked into my eyes and said seriously: "Okay, if you have anything, wait until the Emperor sends someone out to search in the city tomorrow, and you can go to bed first!"

"Yeah," I nodded: "Then you go to bed early, too."

He responded, and I walked out and closed the door. I could still hear a depressing low cough from the room. I sighed and went back to my room.

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That night, as he said, after returning to the room, I couldn't sleep no matter how much I tossed and turned. In the early morning, I heard the neat footsteps downstairs. It should be the people sent by the Imperial Guard and began searching the city.

Although I haven't slept all night, I was still tired and just got up.

When I pushed the door open and went out, I happened to see Qinghan opening the door and walking out.

As soon as he saw me, he said, "I didn't go back to bed so late last night, why did I get up so early today?"

I didn't dare to tell him that I didn't sleep all night last night, but I was afraid that he would mutter me again, so I screamed: "I fell asleep after I came back last night. Now I'm more energetic than you. Look at you, my eyes are all blue."

He subconsciously touched the corner of his eyes with his hands, and then smiled: "I'm still a patient."

I angrily glanced at him: "It's good to know."

The two of them said a few gossips, and I turned around and looked out, then said, "What are you going to do when you get up so early?"

"I want to come and find you."

"Looking for me? What's the matter!"

"Didn't you say yesterday that you saw a very special armor in that iron shop? It just so happened that it was okay today, so I want to go over and take a look with you."

"Do you still remember this?"

He smiled faintly, but his slightly bent eyes seemed to have a light that was not so simple: "I always think this matter is interesting. Anyway, it's okay today. I want to go over and take a look, it's considered a long experience!"

I thought about it and it happened that nothing happened today. Besides, I was a little worried about the armor, so I nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see it."

So we both left the inn together.

Along the way, I obviously felt that the atmosphere in Fengxiang City was a little different from yesterday.

Although the doors and windows of every household are not closed, there are obviously more posts on the road than yesterday. The people are also very sensitive to these things. Originally, the emperor was surprised when he came to such a small city. Now he has even asked people to strictly check passers-by in the city. This is obviously telling everyone that there will be abnormal movements in Fengxiang City.

Looking at the fewer sparse pedestrians on the road than yesterday, I sighed and gently lowered the curtain.

Qinghan only looked up at me and said nothing.

Yesterday, the street was not far from the station, and the carriage arrived at the intersection after a while. The street was too small, and the carriage would definitely block the road when it entered, so we got off the carriage and walked slowly in.

The alley is more lively than the streets. As I walked, I saw a lot of people surrounding me, and some people were shouting something.

When I looked closely, it seemed that it was the door of the iron shop.

Did something happen?

Qinghan and I looked at each other and hurried forward. As soon as we reached the outside of the crowd, we heard Dad Hu shouting: "Don't stop me, I must beat this little bastard to death today!"

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Hu heard the crying voice: "No, old man, your family has three generations of single generations, and only one son. If you beat him to death, how can you be worthy of your ancestors and ancestors!"

"I'm sorry to the ancestors?" I heard that Dad Hu was panting, as if he was breathless, and said in a deep voice: "This beast is sorry to the ancestors. He actually dared to steal the things from our benefactor to sell!"

After saying that, he roared again: "I'll beat you to death, beast!"

While there was a loud noise, another person heard screaming: "I didn't steal!"

"You still dare to lie?! I will beat you to death!"

Qinghan and I stood outside the crowd. After listening for a while, we probably understood what was going on. So we carefully pushed the crowd away and walked over slowly. Sure enough, we saw a mess at the door of the iron shop. Dad Hu was holding a thick wooden stick in his hand, chasing his thin son. His son ran away with his head in his arms, but the people around him pointed and scolded him. He really couldn't escape. He was hit by the wooden stick several times in succession. Aunt Hu hugged Dad Hu's waist vigorously, crying to tears, trying to stop him.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Qinghan and I just pushed away the two people in front and walked over. Mr. Hu's son was in a panic. Seeing that someone was leaving here, he bumped into him. Mr. Hu saw that he was about to escape, he threw the wooden stick in his hand and hit Qinghan's arm in anger.

"Ouch!"

Qinghan was beaten and shook her a little, and I hurriedly reached out to protect him: "What's wrong? Where did you hit me?"

He rubbed his arms and said, "It's okay, I just hit him."

While we were talking, Mr. Hu's son bent over and rushed out of the crowd.

Mr. Hu was not satisfied and wanted to catch up with him to catch his son, but his son was as thin as a mouse, running around in the crowd, and soon disappeared.

Dad Hu stomped his feet hard and had to give up.

He turned his head and said to Qinghan: "This husband, the old man is not hurting you!"

Qinghan covered his arms and smiled: "It's okay, old man."

Dad Hu raised his head again and saw me standing behind her, and immediately said, "Hey, you--"

I saw that Qinghan was not hurt, and then I felt relieved and smiled: "Dad Hu, I'm here again."

Mr. Hu still looked at his son who had run away from afar and then sighed: "I'll make you laugh."

I waved my hand with a smile.

At this time, the people watching the fun around me gradually dispersed. I walked over, helped Aunt Hu, who had collapsed to the ground, crying so hard that he almost couldn't breathe, and said softly: "Auntie, stop crying, be careful to hurt your body."

Aunt Hu cried and got up from the ground. She was probably sick on her own. She was shocked and frightened just now. At this time, I was already a little unsteady, so I kept holding her arm. On the other side, Mr. Hu also said to Qinghan: "Young Master, I was hitting you just now. Go up and the old man finds some medicinal wine to wipe you."

So we went into the iron shop and followed the old couple to the second floor.

The crowds of onlookers outside dispersed, and the noisy sound gradually subsided, leaving behind a strange quietness on the two-story building. I came yesterday, and this time, I helped Aunt Hu walk back to the bed and lie down, while Mr. Hu took Qinghan to the other side and took out the medicine to wipe it out.

I looked back and saw that the wooden frame with armor hanging on yesterday was now empty, with only that set of red clothes left.

My heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

That fine armor was really stolen and sold by his son?

On the other side, Qinghan rolled up his sleeves and exposed his upper arm, and he was still bruised. Fortunately, he was not very serious. Dad Hu was in the iron thief business and was familiar with it. He poured the medicinal wine into his palm and rubbed it warmed up. He rubbed the bruised wound hard. After a while, he said, "Okay, it will be fine when the swelling is reduced."

Just now when Mr. Hu was applying the medicinal wine to Qinghan, he probably felt very painful, and he kept gritting his teeth and enduring it. At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down his sleeves, and smiled and said, "Thank you."

Dad Hu said, "Young Master said this. If it weren't for the old man, you wouldn't have been hurt!"

Qinghan smiled, lowered his head and looked at his sleeve, and said casually: "By the way, why did my dad hit that person? Is he your son?"

Dad Hu did not answer, but looked up at me again: "You two are here today-"

Before I could speak, Qinghan smiled and said, "We came out for a walk today and accidentally came here. Seeing this so lively, I came over to take a look. I didn't expect-"

After listening to his words, I also understood that he did not intend to express his intention to see the armor.
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