I hope to return to the country

Le Zhiyu had only a few copper coins that could be counted at a glance just now, and now he has a huge sum of 18 taels out of thin air. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "a windfall from heaven".

He began to doubt whether his judgment yesterday was wrong.

Could it be that those cavalry who rushed to chase him rashly in the dense forest were not sent by the imperial envoy?

After muttering in his heart for a while, Le Zhiyu decided to think about the matter for the better.

Maybe this whole thing was an innocent disaster, a false alarm, his identity was not exposed, and the court envoys didn't know about it, maybe the target of those cavalrymen wasn't him at all, they just happened to bump into him, and used him to practice their skills.

"Master, after receiving Mr. Qin's letter, I probably know why you left Yancheng in such a hurry, but actually, you don't need to worry about it."

Su Er had already guessed Le Zhiyu's concerns, leaned closer, and whispered in his ear, "I heard that the Qing Dan hanging on the city gate The altar master was secretly rescued last night."

"what?"

Le Zhiyu raised his eyebrows in astonishment.

"The guards are so tight, can they be rescued? Who rescued them?"

"I do not know."

Su Er shook his head.

"Maybe their Qingdan Society has another expert. Anyway, when this happened, the imperial envoy would definitely be furious. It's too late to hunt down these traitors. How can we have time to figure out the details of us? So I said, son, you put your heart back into your stomach, don’t be afraid, you won’t be caught in a moment of panic, and let Ning Yuancheng see the flaws, and ruin your plan, son.”

Le Zhiyu didn't even have the nerve to say that he was already full of flaws in front of Qin Zhiyi, like a barely maintained illusory bubble that could be pierced by lifting a finger, not to mention planning any strategy or plotting military power.

He didn't even dare to think whether Qin Zhiyi had seen through him, and at what step he had seen through, whether he was really dazzled by beauty and emotion and was willing to be deceived, or whether he didn't know how to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Although the prospects are not very optimistic, he still wants to think about things for the better.

Brother Qin has agreed to marry him, and he probably really likes him a little bit. The husband and wife repay each other for a hundred days, and even if they show adversity towards this knot in the future, there will be some leeway, so that they won't be cheated Will he turn against each other?

Le Zhiyu has no other skills, but he is still very good at explaining himself. Now that he has money in his hand, and dodged the pursuit, he feels a lot more relaxed, and his brows and eyes are relaxed.

"There are too many people here, so I won't talk about it. You guys are here just in time. Let's go in together and have breakfast before making plans."

Su Yi happily agreed, and was about to follow Le Zhiyu, but Su Er glanced left and right, wondering, "Where did the stupid beggar who was standing there just now go? I'm going to call him to take care of him." The carriage is adding some fodder to the horses, why did the people disappear after a while? It’s quite lazy.”

"Don't always be a beggar. He has a name now. It's called Ayan, the wild goose of Yancheng."

Le Zhiyu was dissatisfied with Su Er's contempt for Ah Yan, and said sternly: "It's not good to judge people by their appearance, no matter what happens, they saved me, and it's better to treat them with courtesy. From now on, he will be my friend, you can't call me three times." Drink four to run and use him, you know?"

Su Yi and Su Er looked at each other, and although they were reluctant, they still nodded and agreed for Le Zhiyu's sake, but Su Er still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

"Mr. Qin is such a cautious person, is he willing to keep this strange and unknown Ah Yan?"

Of course he didn't want to.

Thinking of Qin Zhiyi who guarded against Ah Yan like a thief, Le Zhiyu coughed, and said vaguely: "Brother Qin respects my opinion, Ah Yan is so pitiful, keeping him is a good deed , is there anything you don't want..."

Before he finished speaking, a corner of the curtain of the carriage next to him was suddenly lifted, and someone poked out his head from inside, looking at Le Zhiyu with bright eyes, his face was full of excitement.

"Xiao Yu, come and see! I found something good!"

Su Yi, who was standing next to him, was startled by his voice, and was immediately surprised when he realized it.

"When did you go up? Why don't I know?!"

Ah Yan ignored him, and just waved at Le Zhiyu. Although he was so tall and nestled in the car, his body could barely move, but he looked happy like a child who had discovered a treasure.

"Come on, come on! You must like it after reading it."

"Tsk, look at you who have never seen the world."

Su Er pursed his lips and said, "My son is rich in gold and jade. I haven't seen any good things. Why do you yell like offering treasures like this?"

"Okay, have you forgotten my words so quickly?"

Le Zhiyu waved his hand to stop Su Er's taunting, lifted his clothes and stepped on the sideboard of the carriage, and entered inside.

"What are you going to show me?"

Ah Yan put down the curtain, excitedly took out a painting from the opened camphor wood box at hand, which had been untied, and laid it out in front of Le Zhiyu.

"That's it, look, does it look like you?"

"like me?"

Le Zhiyu was puzzled, looked down at the painting, and couldn't help but stare blankly after just one glance.

The facial features, facial features and mannerisms of the person in this painting are exactly the same as his own appearance, like a twin.

The painting is so vivid, the person who wrote it should be quite familiar with Le Zhiyu. As for who it is, isn't the answer ready to come out?

I didn't expect Brother Qin to write well and draw so well. It can be called a master of calligraphy and painting.

Le Zhiyu picked up the painting scroll and looked at it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more he was satisfied, the more he looked at it, the more delighted he was, his beautiful peach eyes narrowed, his smile became a crescent moon, and he muttered to himself.

"Secretly drawing me behind the back, why are you still hiding it from me? Could it be that you are shy?"

"what?"

Ah Yan's ears were weak, but he heard it clearly but didn't understand what it meant, so he asked in a daze, "What stealing? What shyness? Are you talking about me?"

"It's nothing, it's not about you, you don't understand."

Le Zhiyu shook his head with a smile, put the painting on the couch in the carriage, rolled it up and put it away, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the signature on the bottom left of the painting.

There were no poems or names left there, only a small private seal in vermilion, plus two neat seal characters indicating the season of painting, Ji Xia.

Ji Xia?

Le Zhiyu was a little surprised.

When he and Brother Qin met for the first time, it was already autumn, so it couldn't be summer, could it be that Brother Qin remembered it wrong?

However, it's not too long ago. It hasn't even passed a month. Even his not very smart mind remembers it. How could Brother Qin forget it?

Le Zhiyu was full of doubts, always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out, staring at the word "Ji Xia" for a long time.

This word is quite different from Brother Qin's writing style, and it was not written by one person at all.

Brother Qin didn't write the words, so the painting probably wasn't drawn by Brother Qin either.

Le Zhiyu's heart trembled inexplicably, the sweet joy when he saw the painting just now was shattered by this sudden thought.

Could it be that Ning Yuancheng has seen his portrait a long time ago, do you know what he looks like...

"Master, Mr. Qin is here."

The voice of Su Er and the others came from outside the carriage, and Le Zhiyu trembled in surprise, and subconsciously stuffed the painting into the box indiscriminately. As soon as the box was closed, the curtain was lifted.

"What are you doing, taking so long?"

Qin Zhiyi's tone was calm and calm, without any intention of blaming or complaining, but for some reason, Le Zhiyu stammered even when he was nervous.

"No, it's nothing. There are a few new gadgets here that Ah Yan has never seen before. Me, I'll just explain them to him casually."

Qin Zhi also glanced at Ah Yan, his eyes were dark and cold, and he quickly looked away, then raised his arms and opened his hands towards Le Zhiyu.

"Come down and go eat."

"Oh."

As soon as he saw Qin Zhiyi, Le Zhiyu felt as if he had been hit by a Gu. He put all his suspicious thoughts behind his head, got out of the carriage obediently, and wrapped Qin Zhiyi's arms around his waist , gently and deftly carried him to the ground to stand firm.

"Why is your face so bad?"

Qin Zhiyi gently stroked Le Zhiyu's slightly pale cheek with his fingertips, his voice was indifferent and gentle.

"Are there any discomforts?"

"No······"

Le Zhiyu turned his head a little guilty, as if he was afraid that Qin Zhiyi would continue to ask questions, he pulled his sleeve and hurried forward.

"Maybe I'm too hungry, just eat breakfast, let's go."

Ah Yan jumped out of the carriage, followed behind and chased after him. When passing the convoy of helpers just now, the boss of the convoy who was counting the goods saw him and shouted hurriedly.

"Hey, silly boy, you forgot something with me!"

"I?"

Hearing this, Ah Yan pointed at herself, and said blankly, "I haven't lost anything."

"How not?"

The team leader took out two torn handkerchiefs from his sleeves, and trotted over here while waving them.

"Isn't this yours? I saw you wearing it in your belt this morning."

Ah Yan was stunned for a moment, and after seeing it clearly, he nodded in a sudden realization.

"Yes, yes, it's mine. Xiaoyu gave it to me yesterday to bandage my wound. Don't throw it away!"

Le Zhiyu felt that Qin Zhiyi was holding his hand tightly, knowing that he must be unhappy to give away such a private property as a handkerchief, so he hooked his fingers and shook his body as if to please him. Stick it closer to him.

"Things happen for a reason. It's important to save people. I promise there will be no next time. How about I send you a big box of handkerchiefs for you to throw away? I'm rich now, so you can throw away ten pieces a day. You can do whatever you want." Throw it away, just be happy, don’t save me money.”

The corners of Qin Zhiyi's tense lips curled up, with a smile in his eyes, he raised his hand to rub Le Zhiyu's black hair.

"Okay, I didn't learn it, but learning it is hard to buy, just smile, you..."

The two of them were still talking, and the team leader over there had already run up to him and handed the handkerchief to Ah Yan with a very kind expression on his face.

"Here, put it away, don't lose it again."

Ah Yan agreed, and was just about to pick it up, but the team leader threw the handkerchief, turned around, and at some point in his hand, there was a gleaming sharp blade in his hand, moving swiftly and fiercely at Qin Zhiyi. Stabbed in the chest.