At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The waiter who came back with tea hurriedly shouted: "Master, your hairpin——"

Mei Xingyun's voice came from downstairs, "Zhen Youqian, hold it for me! Xu Lu, you..." The voice became more distant.

Xie Yuheng shook his head helplessly, "These people will feel uncomfortable if they don't make trouble for a day."

Hearing this, the middle-aged male shopkeeper burst out laughing. He was just a little baby, but he looked like a little old man.

The others were also suppressing laughter, and Xie Mingli shook his head helplessly, "I wish you were like them, noisy and energetic."

Xie Yuheng turned sideways, gave up his seat to pay Rong Shi, and said with a smile: "Then when the second brother comes back, the eldest brother must not think that we are noisy."

After saying that, Xie Yuheng sighed. It has been a month since his second brother came to seal the family letter. Presumably, all operations in the military must be kept secret, so how could he send a letter so easily.

Xie Mingli patted her shoulder comfortingly and said warmly, "I'm sure you don't mind."

If you want to dislike him, you also dislike Xie Mingcheng.

The group paid the bill, and the shopkeeper sent the God of Wealth away with a smile on his face, waving his handkerchief, "Next time you come to Linyuan, come to Linlang Pavilion to play."

Xie Zhushu shuddered and his scalp felt numb. The middle-aged uncle looked really scared when he looked like this.

After buying Linyuan local products and gifts, he went to the Escort Bureau to hire an escort.

Although Xie Yuheng is a county prince, only princes in this dynasty can have their own bodyguards, and the number is strictly limited.

As for the Marquis, if he is not the general who leads the army, he has no soldiers at all. Of course, those who are brave can also raise private soldiers, but once discovered, the whole family will have to embark on a journey westward to learn scriptures.

That's right, whether Xie Yuheng or a kid from a wealthy family, apart from guarding the hospital, the main thing is to hire bodyguards when traveling long distances.

Fortunately, the Ping An Escort Bureau has cooperated with Yu Zhaotang for many years, and it turns out that it is the Xie family's business, and it is the little head of the family, Jiang Linghou.

The bodyguard with the highest force value paid for the breach of contract with his own money and directly made another order to send the little ancestor back to Jiangling safely.

Xie Yuheng looked at the tall and thick man and said, "How can this allow the military escort chief to stick to his own money?"

There was no need to thank Yuheng for his instructions, Rong Shi was ready to step forward and give the money with a wink.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by others. Mei Xingyun said with a smile: "How can this allow the Marquis of Jiangling to make money, right? Brothers!"

Not to mention that the food and drinks during the examination period were all paid by the Xie Mansion, even the small stove of Mr. Si could not be found even if he held the gold and lit the lantern.

Xie Zhushu took a step towards his cousin, and said in agreement, "Yes!" But in his heart, he asked who is your brother, he and Xie Zhuqing are brothers, blood relatives.

Young people who have money give more and those who have no money give less. Anyway, Xie Yuheng cannot afford this money.

In the end, he directly hired the Ping An Escort Bureau and all the escorts in Linyuan.

In Mei Xingyun's words, there were people in Gongyuan who were bold enough to assassinate Xie Yuheng. It’s better to have more escorts than fewer escorts, the main one is safe!

These words made everyone wonder whether Mei Xingyun was possessed by a ghost and could actually speak such clear words.

"Fuck your mother, I am also a scholar after all, a scholar!" After only a moment of seriousness, Mei Xingyun chased Xie Yuanshan and beat him again.

Xie Yuheng and his eldest brother looked at each other, with smiles spreading in their eyes.

After hiring the escort, I went back to my hometown to pack up my belongings and prepare to go home!

"Brother Rong, do you want to fish out this koi and take it away?"

The young man looked at a pond of pigs and carps and asked the young master's book boy and personal bodyguard.

Rong Shi held a ledger in his hand and was silent for a moment before saying, "...take it out and put it where?"

There are already a lot of things to bring, so maybe two carriages are needed to hold the fish tanks.

"I took it back to Jiangling and put it in the pond." The boy replied without thinking.

The second son, Xie Mingcheng, went on an expedition with the army and has not yet returned. When he returns, the Jingzhou administrative office must have been moved to Jiangling. There is no one left in the house, so why would you keep this fish?

"..."

Who bought this boy? Why does he look like the second brother of the master?

"Keep it. After you leave, I will have someone take it to my house." Under the corridor, Qi Yanzhou and Xie Yuheng came side by side. If you look closely, Qi Yanzhou was half a step behind.

Qi Yanzhou's eyes fell on the fat koi carp slowly twisting its body in the pond.

There was a hint of smile in his voice, "The Marquis's second brother is a strange man to be able to feed the koi fish like this."

"It's a pity that the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and the people on the carriage were knocked to pieces. If this fish is brought back to Jiangling, I don't know how much it will survive." Xie Yuheng held the railing, a trace of regret flashed in his starry eyes.

The Xie family in Jiangling needs money everywhere for its development, so it would be better to sell this house. At the current price, you can still make some money. Until the treatment center is officially changed, the real guarantee is that no loss will be made.

"It doesn't matter. Once the water transportation is opened as the Marquis said, Qi will send it back in person." Qi Yanzhou comforted him, with a hint of separation worry on his face.

There is a big age difference between him and the Marquis of Jiangling, but the little guy's knowledge is first-class. Even if his master doesn't understand something, he can still give some guidance.

The two were speechless, one tall and one short continued to walk forward until they reached a deserted place.

Qi Yanzhou looked at the green lotus leaves in the pond, sighed, and asked softly: "Is it worth it?"

"It's worth it." Xie Yuheng put his hands behind his back. When dealing with smart people, there is no need to explain everything.

Her ancestors died without regrets, so how could she feel that it was not worth it?

On the ninth day of September, the sun is rising, the autumn wind is blowing, and the chrysanthemums are fragrant.

Regardless of whether they were sincere or not, dozens of them came, and they all offered wine to each other.

"This place is a special place. I wish you all the best to carry it out and make it happen. Everything goes well!"

Qi Yanzhou personally handed over a black lacquer carved sandalwood food box, "Double Ninth Cake, you can eat it on the road, I hope you don't dislike it." Xie Mingli took it and thanked him gently.

Xie Yuheng calmly took the cup of tea in his hand and stood in front of everyone. "See you next spring in Beijing!" He drank it all in one gulp.

"See you in Beijing!" The candidates responded in a loud voice, as if they wanted to shout to the sky.

In fact, they were not very familiar with Jiangling Marquis, but they just wanted to go north to Kyoto next spring. If you can be like a student of Xie's Academy, it will be enough to be looked after by the Marquis of Jiangling once or twice. After all, they are all fellows from Jingzhou.

"This little guy." Si Yuandao lowered the car curtain and smiled so much that his face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.

It would have been better if those people were keeping their own rules, but if not... Si Yuandao shook his head, fearing that someone would clear the obstacles for him without the little guy taking action himself.

Thinking like this, Si Yuandao suddenly slapped his thigh.

No, with His Majesty’s protection, how can a sapling thrive without going through wind and rain? But he was reluctant to let the little guy suffer.

Chang He was packing the items in the carriage, and from the corner of his eye, he saw his master's brows furrowed and relaxed, as if he had secretly learned the face-changing skill of a Yizhou actor in a troupe.

As Mr. Si performed his unique face-changing stunt, the motorcade moved slowly.