Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Gao Qian glanced at the tea stall behind him, then his gaze fell back to the top of the head of the person beside him.

"You really aren't going to Zhou Kingdom?"

Liang Qian looked at him strangely: "Why should I go?"

Gao Qian was speechless. He naturally didn't want her to go, but he...

He said: "The Zhou Kingdom has withdrawn its troops."

Liang Qian nodded: "It's a good time."

He wanted to say more when Wang Tingyue came over and said everything was ready for departure.

The wheels turned and the carriage started moving again. Liang Qian lifted the curtain and looked out. The people in the tea stall were talking non-stop, probably still speculating about the cause of Zhou Jun's death.

Although Yuwen Yun had a weak personality, he had always been in good health. How could he die suddenly?

She leaned against the window, watching the tea stall gradually recede behind her, not wanting to make any rash assumptions.

Gao Qian had been staring at Liang Qian, then suddenly lowered his eyes: "Liang Qian, if you hate me so much, why don't you ever ask me how I died?"

Liang Qian's back stiffened, and she turned around, pursed her lips and smiled: "People who do a lot of evil will be punished for their evil deeds. No matter how they die, I don't feel it's a pity. If I have to say it's a pity, I can only say that I didn't see it with my own eyes. It's a pity."

Gao Qian lowered his eyes and looked at her intently.

The two people in the carriage sat at each side of the window, and no one spoke, and the stalemate lasted for a long time.

The caravan went further and further away, and the people in the tea stall were talking excitedly. The liveliness was just like the heat waves in the air outside, and it didn't die down at all.

The messenger said mysteriously: "Don't make random guesses. I also heard from the higher-ups that Mr. Zhou died in a strange way. It seems that he ate something unclean..."

Everyone present was shocked.

On second thought, it made sense. Mr. Zhou was only about 27 or 28 years old, in the prime of his life. How could he die for no reason?

The person traveling with the postman poked him, suggesting that he should stop talking.

The messenger waved his hands, not caring at all: "What are you afraid of? The one who died is the king of Zhou."

The people around him were listening with great interest and started to urge him to say more.

The messenger smiled and kept the secret: "There is another more bizarre thing, do you want to know?"

He glanced around slowly, whetting everyone's appetite.

"Even stranger?"

The messenger smiled in an unfathomable way: "Yes, it is even more bizarre."

"Hurry up and tell me!" The person at the next table even stood up and took the initiative to pour tea.

Everyone in the tea stall stretched their necks, waiting curiously.

The messenger stopped laughing and said seriously, "If you say that the death of Lord Zhou was strange, then something even stranger is yet to come. You would never have thought that Lord Zhou did not pass the throne to his own son, but to his brother instead..."

Everyone was stunned and there was an uproar.

*

When we arrived in Yuyang, there was a light drizzle in the air, light and thin, like a girl's gauze skirt.

There were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the street. From a distance, I could see someone waiting on the roadside with an umbrella.

The color is stunning and the temperament is like jade.

Liang Qian stuck her head out with a smile and waved hurriedly.

The man frowned in confusion, with some disgust in his eyes.

It was Song Ji’s big boss, Song Tan.

Liang Qian touched her face and forgot that he would not be able to recognize her in such a disguise.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Liang Qian hurriedly jumped out, but the team leader got there first.

The team leader stood in front of Song Tan very respectfully, as if talking about a distinguished guest, and pointed in this direction.

Song Tan looked over with a look of surprise.

"you--"

Liang Qian took a few steps forward and winked at him vigorously: "Boss Song, long time no see, how are you?"

Song Tan took a deep breath, walked around the leader, held up an umbrella with one hand, and pointed at her with the other hand: "You, how did you get into this state?"

Liang Qian glared at him: "I keep everything simple when I go out, plus I've been exposed to the wind and sun for days, so naturally I've changed a lot and it's hard to recognize me..."

Song Tan was about to laugh at her, but then he caught a glimpse of the people who came with him. Even Wang Tingyue followed behind him respectfully.

Song Tan winked at Liang Qian under the umbrella. Could it be the emperor?

Liang Qian blinked gently.

Song Tan glanced at it secretly out of the corner of his eye, and when he took a closer look, he couldn't help laughing.

My goodness, he made the emperor look so ugly!

Song Tan was a shrewd person. He knew what he should know and pretended not to know what he should not know. He only regarded the emperor and Wang Tingyue as Liang Qian's friends and brothers.

The place they lived in was the Song family's private residence. Not only was the environment elegant, it was also extremely private.

Liang Qian was very satisfied after seeing this. It was right after all to let him take time to buy houses in these cities in advance.

Liang Qian took a comfortable warm bath and had a delicious meal before she packed up and prepared to go out.

Gao Qian lived next door to her, while Wang Tingyue lived in another yard with Song Tan.

Song Tan, a man who loves beauty but fears trouble, actually came all the way from Jinye to Yuyang to pick her up, which really touched and surprised her.

I have been away from Jinye for several months. Before I go back, there are some things I still need to discuss with them.

The Zhou army's withdrawal was only temporary.

She had to make arrangements early.

As Liang Qian closed the door to the outer room, Qian Ming stepped into the room next door.

"His Majesty."

Gao Qian stood by the window with his hands behind his back. He didn't even turn his head when he heard the visitor coming. His dark eyes looked out through the window lattice. The raindrops under the eaves were like threads, and clusters of cannas were immersed in the misty water vapor, like fairies in the clouds.

Qian Ming lowered his head and walked forward, took something out of his sleeve and presented it carefully.

Gao Qian raised his hand to take it, unfolded it gently, and pulled a faint smile on his lips: "Gao Yi, it is indeed Gao Yi, he really can't wait any longer, he must be suffering a lot waiting for me and looking for me day after day."

His smile deepened: "If I really died quietly, what do you think would happen to him?"

Qian Ming had a worried look on his face. Everyone in Jinye City had ulterior motives, and even the empress dowager could not be trusted. The situation was critical right now, and it was unclear how the emperor could still smile.

"Your Majesty, you should return to the palace as soon as possible. Anyway, Zhou Jun——"

Gao Qian turned his head to look at him.

Qian Ming had no choice but to shut up. Suddenly, he remembered something and said, "Your Majesty, I got another piece of news about the Zhou Kingdom."

Gao Qian retracted his gaze and looked at the rain outside: "Speak."

knock knock knock.

Liang Qian closed her umbrella and knocked on the door.

She could hear Wang Tingyue talking to Song Tan.

As soon as the door opened, Song Tan took the umbrella from her hand, not forgetting to look behind her.

Liang Qian closed the door with her backhand: "Don't look, I'm the only one here."

Song Tan felt relieved and let her in.

"My Queen, could you please let me know in advance next time? Can you let me be mentally prepared for such a big Buddha?"

Liang Qian laughed: "Do you want to have another time?"

Song Tan threw the umbrella aside and pulled her towards the small table.

Wang Tingyue stood on several sides.

Liang Qian carefully looked over the small stove, fruits, and cakes on the table, which had everything you could think of.

"Brewing tea on a rainy day? Perfect! Tan Lang always knows how to enjoy himself."

Song Tan was in no mood to joke with her: "What on earth are you going to do? If anything happens to him, I want to see how you end up—"

Liang Qian sat down, poured each of them a cup of tea, and said to Song Tan, "This is not what you need to worry about."

Song Tan glared at her unhappily.

Liang Qian lowered her voice and said with a serious expression: "Our shop in Da Qi is almost done. You can use the extra money to buy some property in Zhou State."

As he spoke, he took out a marked map, unfolded it and showed it to him.

"You can start from these places I marked."

Song Tan was stunned and couldn't believe it: "Zhou Kingdom?"