All the money was emptied on the way to exile, and there was too much money to spend

Xie Lin stretched out his hand to protect Xia Chan and avoided the porters who were carrying things on the dock.

Explain softly to the summer cicada.

"This is the fief of the King of Jin, the Jinyang City where the King of Jin's Palace is located."

Jinyang?

Xia Chan thought of Jinyang in later generations. She looked around and decisively denied it. This Jinyang was definitely not the Jinyang in the history textbook.

But you are also right, Daqing was not a dynasty that existed in history textbooks.

Even if there are overlaps in place names, they are not the same place.

She nodded.

He glanced around unintentionally and from the expressions of the workers carrying sacks, he could tell that what they were carrying on their shoulders were not light.

It's either food or something more precious.

According to her inference, the most likely thing on these large ships is food.

“Is this place good for planting?”

"Ah."

Xie Lin confirmed her guess.

After confirming that this place was conducive to planting, Xia Chan was certain that those things were food.

Maybe there are some other life-saving things.

Like salt or something.

Xia Chan had no interest in this.

The food in her space piled up like a mountain and she couldn't finish it in a short time.

In order to leave more space for bricks and tiles, she temporarily gave up the idea of ​​food.

The two left the dock and followed the crowd to the busiest street in Jinyang City.

This area is located in the west-central part of the country, far away from the famine-stricken south, so the streets look prosperous and peaceful.

Not affected by the famine at all.

Xia Chan and Xie Lin swaggered into the inn opposite the Prince Jin's Mansion and checked into a room.

They were dressed in ordinary, slightly better-than-average clothes suitable for a couple, and lived in the Auspicious Inn in front of them. Judging from their appearance alone, they were a good match.

In ancient times, a vassal king was equivalent to the king of a small country.

The city where the prince's residence is located is the center of all nearby cities.

The city of Jinyang is no exception.

The Xiangrui Inn was crowded with people.

There are many people resting and staying in the hotel.

The huge first-floor lobby was filled with people from all walks of life chatting, eating, and discussing matters.

When Xia Chan was being taken upstairs by the waiter, she overheard what the people below were saying.

She heard them say that the prince was righteous and not only went to the capital city that was hardest hit to direct the disaster relief efforts, he also sold a lot of things from the Eastern Palace, raised money to buy food, and distributed it to the victims for free.

When the people discussing below reached this point, most of them agreed.

They felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was a rare and wise ruler.

The emperor was absolutely right to choose Yuan Che as the crown prince.

Many people in the crowd shouted praises for the prince’s righteousness.

Of course, there are also a small number of people who think that Yuan Che’s story is exaggerated.

They didn't feel much of the prince's kindness, but words praising the prince had already spread all over the country.

I'm afraid it will all reach the emperor's ears.

Going upstairs, Xia Chan and the others arrived at Room 15. After closing the door, she smiled and said to Xie Lin who was checking the surroundings, "Yuan Che is trying to build up his reputation, aren't you afraid of going too far?"

"The emperor is not dead yet. Can he accommodate his world? Is there a second wise ruler?"

It is not that the summer cicada judges others by the standards of a villain.

But it is just the way it is.

People who have reached the position of emperor will not be able to help but speculate this and that at the slightest movement.

The Xie family army had no intention of rebellion, but the emperor suspected that they had, so they were dealt with.

Yuan Che is now making such a big effort to improve his reputation. Isn't he afraid of being targeted by the petty emperor?

Since ancient times, there have been countless cases of fathers and sons killing each other, and brothers killing each other, for power.

Xia Chan reasonably suspected that the current emperor was the same.

Xie Lin also shared the same idea as her.

"If you want to know the situation in Chang'an, just ask the people in Chang'an."

"Hmm? Has the traitor been found?"

When Xia Chan heard Xie Lin's words, she knew that he was going to contact the Xie family's secret guards.

Because there might be a traitor among the Xie family's secret guards, they never contacted the Xie family's secret guards after they arrived in the valley.

Xia Chan never asked about this.

Now that Xie Lin mentioned it, she couldn't help but ask one more question.

"Yeah, I caught one."

Xie Lin was calm.

Xia Chan held his hand and squeezed his fingers.

"It's good to catch them. They betrayed the Xie family. Even if they go to hell, the Xie family soldiers who died in vain will not let them go."

"Ah."

The two stayed in the room for a while, and when it was time for dinner, they went downstairs to find food.

The shopkeeper was fiddling with an abacus behind the counter. When he saw them going downstairs to leave, he quickly called out, "Guests, are you going out?"

Xia Chan, who was half a step behind Xie Lin, lowered his eyes, waiting for Xie Lin to speak to the shopkeeper.

Xie Lin nodded.

"Yes, I've always heard that the night market in Jinyang City is very lively, so we came here because we wanted to take a look."

"Night market? Are you talking about Ning'anfang? Sir, it used to be quite lively there, but now, it's not the same anymore."

The shopkeeper is a local and can be said to be an expert in the area.

His words naturally piqued Xie Lin's interest.

Xie Lin raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What do you mean, shopkeeper? Is there no night market over there anymore?"

"No, it's not that there aren't any, but half a month ago, a group of beggars came from nowhere."

"Those beggars are dirty, smelly, and shameless. They will force you to give them something before they let you go."

The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly, as if he had encountered something very bad in Ning'anfang.

Xie Lin glanced at Xia Chan beside him, then he took out a tael of silver from his pocket and placed it in front of the shopkeeper.

"Boss, to be honest, my wife and I just want to find a safe and fun place, but we are from other places and don't know the situation here. Can you recommend us some?"

As he said this, he pushed the one or two ounces of silver toward the shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper saw the silver, a light flashed in his eyes, which were already bright.

Although he did not accept the silver immediately, when he looked up and talked to Xie Lin, the smile on his face became more intense.

"Sir, if you want to find something fun, then go to North Street. A circus troupe came there a few days ago. The monkeys and tigers they trained are simply amazing, and look exactly like humans."

The street they were on was called East Street.

North Street was very close to them.

Xie Lin thanked the shopkeeper, then turned around, took Xia Chan's hand and went out.

"Sir, please come back early in the evening and don't miss the curfew."

The shopkeeper called out to Xie Lin and the others from behind.

After they had completely disappeared from his sight, he put the one or two ounces of silver on the counter back into his inner pocket.

“I didn’t expect these two people, who were inconspicuously dressed, to be so generous.”

The shopkeeper muttered something and went back to checking his accounts.

North Street.

Before Xia Chan and the others walked in, they saw people gathered in three layers at the street corner, forming a big circle and cheering.

She raised her head and looked at the shelf in the middle of the crowd, and found two extremely agile monkeys hanging on the shelf made of bamboo poles.

They performed on it in time with the circus people beating drums and gongs.

Xia Chan took a deep breath.

Looking at the monkey climbing on the bamboo pole: "Is this really not a human?"

Why did she feel like there was someone inside?