Purple Snow Condensed Smoke

Chapter 1730: 1730: Knowing It Would Be Like This (4)


Chapter 1730: Chapter 1730: Knowing It Would Be Like This (4)


The sky gradually brightened, and three fast horses, along with a White Wolf, raced towards Beijing like the wind.


However, before that, the County Governor’s Office closest to the village received a message delivered by flying dagger, stating that a massacre had occurred in a certain village.


On one of the village’s walls, there was a drawing of a crescent-shaped three-petal flame, with words in Wa Country language next to it: “The people of the Great Xuan Dynasty deserve to die.”


What the County Governor’s Office will do upon receiving the news is no longer Yang Ruxin’s concern. This is, after all, the Jizhou area, under the emperor’s feet. Being provoked like this by the Wa Country people, it’s expected the Imperial Court will not be lenient.


After racing for three days, they finally arrived at Haijin City.


Haijin City is effectively today’s Tianjin.


Currently, Haijin City is still an important port of the Great Xuan Dynasty, a dual-purpose port for canal and sea transport, and the confluence of the Southern and Northern Canals, making it the gateway to the capital today.


The Eastern Camp, which safeguards Beijing, is stationed outside the city of Haijin.


From here, a fast horse can enter Beijing in just about two hours.


Therefore, this place is very prosperous.


“Find a good inn to rest for the night.” Yang Ruxin finally slowed down. After three days of rough travel, the three of them were quite disheveled, needing some rest.


“Is this Miss Yang?” But just as the three entered the city, a man resembling a shopkeeper approached them.


“Who are you?” Du Yunpeng stepped in front.


“I’m Mao Dewang, the shopkeeper of Desheng Restaurant.” Mao Dewang smiled brightly, “My master asked me to welcome the young lady here…”


“Who is your master?” Yang Ruxin frowned.


“You’ll know naturally when you arrive at the restaurant.” Mao Dewang’s smile became even more ingratiating, “Please, Miss.”


Yang Ruxin, however, sneered, “Stop playing tricks.” Then she turned her horse around to leave.


“Miss…” Mao Dewang didn’t expect Yang Ruxin to brush them off and hurried to pursue, but Du Yunpeng stopped him.


“Go back and tell your master not to play such tricks. My young lady hates pretentiousness the most.” Du Juan scoffed and followed Yang Ruxin away.


Du Yunpeng glared at Mao Dewang, “Don’t follow us, or don’t blame me for being rude.” Then he too quickly followed after them.


Mao Dewang was bewildered, why was the lady so strong-willed? And what does pretentiousness mean?


Yet, within that thinking period, Yang Ruxin and the others had already vanished without a trace; he could only stomp his foot and hurried back to report.


Meanwhile, Du Yunpeng stealthily returned and followed behind them.


In a private room on the second floor of Desheng Restaurant.


Mao Dewang knelt on the ground, reporting the earlier situation, “Master, spare me.” Failing in tasks meant death.


“Hehe.” But the master sitting in the main seat chuckled lightly, playing with a delicate white porcelain with blue patterns wine cup, “I knew it would turn out this way… Stand up…”


Mao Dewang was momentarily stunned, doubting what he heard.


“Leave!” Qi Jingyun suddenly snapped in a low voice, impatient.


“Thank… thank you, Master…” Only then did Mao Dewang realize he truly wasn’t being punished, and hurriedly scrambled out.


Right then, Yang Ruxin and Du Juan had settled into Yuelai Inn, booking three upper rooms just as Du Yunpeng returned, “It was indeed Desheng Restaurant, but I didn’t dare go inside. However, I saw that guard named Yun Xiu, who used to follow Prince Yun…”