After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

The entire upper level of Hu Si was taken over by the prince. In addition to Chang Sun Yigui, he also brought other guards. At the moment, the patrolling footsteps of the guards reached my ears, mixed with the sound of Hu Ji's pipa below.

After glancing at the prince, Pei Jiaoran said: "Master Sir, it's very boring after staying here for a long time. I'll take my leave first."

After saying this, Pei Jiaoran turned around and left without waiting for the prince's response.

Stepping out of Husi, he saw the prince still looking at him on the second floor. Pei Jiaoran curled his lips and smiled, then turned and entered a clothing store diagonally opposite. After half a stick of incense, he came out, changed his clothes, put on a curtain hat and ran into the crowd, and soon disappeared.

"Your Highness, Mr. Pei is missing," the guard said.

"It suits her temperament." The prince took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Let her be."

According to the prince's arrangement, Kang Ling should take Rangan into a small temple in the corner of the West Market, adjacent to Liquanfang. The temple is not large in scale, but it is very popular among the Hu people in Xishi. Today coincides with the Buddhist meeting in the temple, so it is quite lively.

Lifting up the white gauze under the curtain and hat, Pei Jiaoran looked outside, but did not see the two of them. After roughly estimating the time, Kang Ling had probably already led his people to find the eminent Tubo monk by this time.

Originally, the reduction of Buddhist temples also included this Tubo Buddhist temple, but the Hu merchants in the Western Market tried their best to stuff money and managed to save it.

The worshipers in the temple wear different costumes and speak nonsense languages ​​​​from various places. Pei Jiaoran listened quietly and looked up at the Buddha statue with downcast eyes in front of him. She stood for a while and glanced at the barbarian beside her. Walked along the stairs to the second floor and jumped into the house next to it.

In a nearby house, Kang Lingzheng and Rangan were talking to the eminent Tibetan monks.

Kang Ling slowly drank the butter tea specially provided by the temple, raised his eyes and glanced at the frowning Rangan, and carefully made a gesture to the Tibetan monk.

Seeing his gesture, the Tibetan eminent monk smiled and said: "Buddhism pays attention to one cause and effect. This custom of combining eight characters in the Central Plains is an ancient ritual, and it can also be regarded as a kind of cause and effect. Now in the Central Plains, we should abide by other people's etiquette."

"There is no cause and effect. We just do things the way we do. Why should we follow their customs?" Ranqian said dissatisfied.

"The young monk is proficient in the art of supporting the ji in the Central Plains. Why don't you come and do the calculations for me? Maybe I can help you clear up your doubts." The Tubo monk smiled.

"Forget it." Rangan said.

Kang Ling, who was on the side, said with a smile: "No outsiders can disturb me while I'm holding the si, I'm going out for a walk."

Stepping out the door, Kang Ling glanced around. Noticing the mark carved on the side door, he opened the door and walked in calmly.

All the gauze curtains in the house were hung down, and one could only vaguely see a person sitting by the window drinking tea.

"Mr. Pei."

"What are they talking about?" Pei Jiaoran said calmly.

Kang Ling took a step forward and said in a respectful tone, "That envoy is very stubborn, and Translator Sanye can't explain it to him. But fortunately, Translator Sanye knows the art of Fuji, and with his ability, he can always make Ran Qian dry." believe."

Playing with the tea cup, Pei Jiaoran said: "Rangan has such a temper that he won't look back until he hits the wall. It's okay to let him learn a lesson. The time is almost up. Kang ordered you to go back."

"Here."

When Kang Ling returned, he saw Ranqian sitting aside with a depressed face, while Sanye looked at him kindly and gave him a word of advice from time to time.

"How is it? Did you get what you wanted to know?" Kang Ling asked with a smile.

Wenwen Ranqian sighed softly, "Let's take a walk and go shopping in other places in the West Market. Kang ordered us to change places."

Hearing the movement at the door, Pei Jiaoran opened the window and looked downstairs carefully. Seeing that Ranqian and Kang Ling were already in the crowd, she slowly walked out.

The West Market was filled with the smell of various spices. Hu Ji played her pipa and looked at the two of them with a smile. Hu Shang, who knew Kang Ling, eagerly came forward to greet him.

"It seems that you are doing quite well in the West Market." Ranqian picked up the Kunlun slave mask from the stall nearby, played with it for a while, and then put it back, "Don't you think about going back?"

"My mother is from the Central Plains and my father is from Sogdiana. Your Majesty, you don't have to think about letting me go back." Kang Ling pointed to the front, "There is a restaurant over there that tastes good. Rangan, I invite you to try it. "

However, before the two of them got close, a group of Orchid musicians suddenly came out of the alley, dancing and singing, and they were separated from each other. Even the guards brought by Ranqian were also separated.

The sword light flowed out from Hu Ji's sleeve and stabbed at Ranqian.

"Killing!" a scream broke out from the crowd.

The West Market is crowded and chaotic, and there are several shops next to each other. Such a shout made many people run away in shock. In the panic, the stove of a roadside food stall was knocked over. The fire started quickly.

Rangan's few guards, who had been dispersed by the crowd, managed to get over from the corner of the street at this moment. Seeing Ranqian being squeezed into a corner by the crowd, he quickly helped him up.

"Little Khan, are you okay?" the guard asked with concern.

Kang Ling on the side heard this call and looked over. Recalling Pei Jiaoran's instructions, he stepped forward and asked, "I'm going to send someone to call Jing Zhaoyin. This matter must be explained to your envoy."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly shouted: "It's on fire. Put out the fire quickly."

"Hurry up and call Marquis Wu and ask them to put out the fire."

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, Wuhou from the West City rushed over quickly. Also coming together were Jing Zhaoyin and the magistrate of Chang'an County.

Seeing several people, Kang Ling hurriedly greeted them. His mind was rapidly thinking of countermeasures.

"What's going on?" Jing Zhaoyin frowned and glanced at Ranqian who was being helped aside by the guards. "Hurry up and two people will escort Messenger Ranqian to the nearest medical center."

When Jing Zhaoyin's people took Rangan away, Kang Ling took a deep breath and said, "I am a Sogdian and the magistrate of Xishi. Therefore, Mr. Pei specially came to find me and asked me to lead the Tibetan envoys on her behalf. Come here and take a look. Who would have thought that as soon as we got here, a group of orchids came dancing and chased us away..."

After saying this, Kang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. His words were enough for this purpose. He was just a businessman in this matter, and these people couldn't find anything if they tried to investigate him.

Jing Zhaoyin and Magistrate Wannian looked at each other. They really didn't expect that this matter would involve Pei Jiaoran. But given ten courages, they wouldn't dare to check her out. Besides, Pei Jiaoran has nothing to do with this matter.

While he was talking, Marquis Wu had already put out the fire. Jinwuwei, who came after hearing the news, cleaned up the mess and asked about the number of casualties and the losses in Xishi.

Fortunately, the fire was not serious and the damage to West City was within an acceptable range. The injured personnel also suffered minor scratches.

"Kang Ling, come with us to the Chang'an County Government Office. We still have to explain this matter to the Tibetan envoy." Jing Zhaoyin said.

The Chang'an County Magistrate said: "Then should we send someone to ask for Mr. Pei? Kang Ling, where is Mr. Pei?"