I am engaged in construction in Datang

It was late at night and the dust was heavy when I suddenly heard the sound of a door opening.

Li Xiaochun was in a deep sleep and didn't care what happened. She only knew that there would be no personal crisis tonight.

The man was thin and dressed in black, rummaging through the caravan's packages.

After a while, he left quietly.

In another room, Zhao Zhonglang pretended to snore, which scared everyone.

He is still confused, but he is sure that Miss Xiaochun has something that Tie Ali covets.

The next day.

The weather is clear and the wind is blowing.

Li Xiaochun slept well. After waking up, washing up, he started wandering around the city.

The appearance of Karl City is very different from that of Chang'an. Chang'an is mostly made of wood and tiled houses, while the main structure of the houses here is mostly made of mud and hay.

There is never a shortage of water in Chang'an, but the people here have dry and rough skin.

The younger ones looked at her with curiosity, while the older young men shyly avoided her gaze.

Older people have seen Oriental women, so it's not that surprising.

"Sister, do you want some water?" A girl about ten years old came over with a wooden bucket and filled it with water using a wooden ladle.

"No." Li Xiaochun shook his head.

She took out a candy from her pocket, peeled it open and stuffed it into the girl's mouth: "Drink it, I'm not short of water."

The girl wanted to spit it out, but she couldn't bear to do so because she felt the sweetness in her mouth.

"what is this?"

"toffee."

"Can all the children in your Tang Dynasty eat milk candy?"

"We made the candy ourselves." Li Xiaochun shook his head and said, "You speak Tang dialect very well."

"Ghost Grandpa taught me that. I'm going to tell Ghost Grandpa that you praised me." The little girl held her head high and chest puffed out.

"Who is the ghost grandpa?" Li Xiaochun took out a few more candies and stuffed them into the child's pocket.

"That's where they're repairing the shed! The ghost grandpa is so nice..." The little girl pointed and was about to say something else when she was pulled away by a woman with a wary look on her face.

Li Xiaochun looked towards the city gate. The old man was quietly building the house without anyone else helping.

She came closer and looked for a long time.

“You’re not using this structure well.”

Hearing this, the old man turned his head, his face was horrible, and his voice was rough and unpleasant: "Why is it not good?"

Li Xiaochun saw the other person's face and walked forward without changing his expression.

"Here, your structure can only hold two pillars. If you wedge another one up, you'll have to open it up again. Why not try another method?"

"Do you know about mortise and tenon joints?"

"I know a little, not much but enough." Li Xiaochun drew a structure on the land: "People in the Central Plains are born knowing a little, I just learn more."

“Hehe…” The old man lowered his head and laughed: “I don’t know much, and I haven’t read much. I can only farm and raise cattle and sheep.”

"You are all alone here, old man?"

"Ah, I guess so. All my blood relatives are dead. Anyway, I don't owe anyone anything in this life..." The man picked up a piece of wood and turned to Li Xiaochun: "Come and help me hold it up. I need to wedge it in."

Li Xiaochun stepped forward and the two stopped communicating and built the wooden shed tacitly.

City Lord's Mansion.

"What did they say?" Tie Ali looked at the letter and studied it over and over again.

"Just a normal chat." Tie Ahao came over, poured a glass of wine, and repeated the conversation between Li Xiaochun and Lao Gui.

"Doesn't that old man often teach children to learn the Central Plains dialect? The girl from the Muhua family wants to try out how much she has learned..."

Tie Ali frowned and said, "Keep an eye on the kids in the city, don't get close to that group of people."

As the sky gradually darkened, there was only one place in the city that was brightly lit.

Tie Ali continued to treat everyone to meat and wine.

"Lord Tiecheng, has King Gaochang allowed us to visit him?" Zhao Zhonglang asked at the right time.

"Hahaha...what's the hurry?" Tie Ali said cheerfully, "I'm just racking my brains to figure out who to ask to go! We'll set off tomorrow."

"Then we can rest assured."

"Come, have some wine!"

Everyone ate, drank and enjoyed themselves, and for three days there was no carriage or horse traveling in the city.

At night, in a mud house somewhere.

"Old ghost, you always cause trouble to me!" The man sat cross-legged on the ground with his bare chest, not daring to move.

"Then don't worry about me. Let me die and you will be relieved." The old ghost wrote on his back.

The room was dark, and both men's foreheads were covered in sweat.

"You raised me, and if I don't take care of you, I don't know what people outside will say about me!" the man said in a rough voice.

"Why do you care what they do?"

"Damn it, I don't care what they say." The man said viciously: "The higher-ups don't trust me in the first place, it's all because of you. If I don't care about you anymore, they'll say I don't value friendship!"

"Then what do you say we should do? My arm cannot be cured, so let's just forget about it." The old ghost put down his writing hand, trembling a little.

"Puh! Damn it... I'm going out with Qingzi tomorrow just to buy you some medicine. It's such a damn waste of money..." The man stood up and kicked something as if to vent his anger.

"You are so damn good at surviving!"

The man kicked the door again, spat, and turned away.

From the house behind me came a cry of pain.

After a while, the neighbor opened the door, looked outside, and seeing that no one was coming, he quickly walked out and went into the old man's house.

He glanced around first, then looked at the old man lying on the bed.

"Old ghost, what's going on? Did Azhuchuan hit you again?" The man walked to the old ghost's bed and saw that the old ghost's non-blind eye could not stop shedding tears.

"I raised him..." the old man said sadly.

"Humph, foreigners are all ungrateful wolves that can never be tamed!" This was not the first time he had seen the old man like this, so he consoled him, "I didn't tell you to raise one in the first place, but you insisted on doing so."

"His mother...is from Central Plains." The old man showed compassion in his eyes.

"He is so young, how can he remember his mother? Look at him, he looks like a foreigner!"

The old man stopped talking and just continued crying.

After a long while, he spoke again: "He supports me, comes to see me, and buys medicine for me."

"Wake up!" the man said disdainfully. Who is more important?

Lao Gui can farm, raise sheep, and build houses. The grapes, fruits, and sheep in the city are all taken care of by Lao Gui.

"Hey...think about it carefully." The man said this and walked away without looking back.

The next day.

Li Xiaochun took Zhao Zhonglang and others to meet Tie Ali.

"Lord Tiecheng, is it time to send someone to report to the King of Gaochang?" Li Xiaochun clasped his fists and bowed, a hint of anger on his face.

"Hey... aren't we still selecting people who came over here?" Tie Ali was practicing Tai Chi.

"In that case, there is no need to send the rest of the letter."

Tie Ali's smile disappeared and he stopped pretending: "How did you get in touch?"

"You think the contact method is in our hands?"

Li Xiaochun sarcastically said, "Only the secret agents around the King of Gaochang have such a presence."

If the secret agents over there knew that Tie Ali had sent an envoy, the Central Plains would naturally get the news and send someone to deliver it, but now Tie Ali has not sent anyone over...

"So, Qu Wentai already knew you would come?"

"I don't know." Li Xiaochun smiled and said, "The secret agent only reports back everything that happens to the King of Gaochang. How can he know our actions?"

Tie Ali's face turned pale, and he looked at Li Xiaochun with gritted teeth: "What a courage."

Aren’t you afraid that there might be problems with the secret agents over there?

"Thank you." Li Xiaochun returned the compliment.

Twenty miles away from the city gate.

Azhuochuan and Qingzi travel together. They are going to buy medicinal herbs somewhere else today. Qingzi is responsible for purchasing supplies in the city.

"Why is it so hot today?" Qingzi said, and got off the camel: "Azhuochuan, you come and sit here for a while, eat something, and then continue on your journey."

"Okay." Azhuochuan walked over with a smile.