After the system ran, I took off with my family

"but…"

Lin Shuyue frowned slightly, thinking of the two people at night, and said hesitantly: "The two people who followed Chen An and me at night don't seem to be the same group as last time."

Their style of doing things is completely different from the previous group.

"Let's wait and see what these people's intentions are."

Lin Shuyue exhaled lightly, looked at the two little girls, and said softly: "It's getting late, you should go to bed quickly."

Qing He nodded, "Well, Miss, you should also go to bed early."

The young lady hasn't had a good rest these two days and looks thinner.

Lin Shuyue didn't know what her little girl was thinking, otherwise she would have been speechless and looking up at the sky.

The cold wind blows and the chill is getting stronger.

Autumn in the north is much colder than in the south, so the people in Yangcheng put on thick clothes early.

That evening, Lin Shuyue took Qinghe, Qingzhi and Chenan to have tea at a private seat on the second floor stand of Fuyue Teahouse.

On the stage downstairs, a storyteller dressed in a long blue cloth gown and holding a sandalwood folding fan was telling the old-fashioned story of a rich girl falling in love with a down-and-out scholar in a very moving voice.

Sometimes he opened his folding fan and waved it gently, sometimes he closed it and clapped his hands. Some of the tea drinkers in the audience listened with great interest, some shook their heads in disdain, and some held their chins in their hands and concentrated.

Behind the screen, one can vaguely see the musician plucking the pipa strings. The sound of the sanxian and the sound of the storyteller's wake-up stick are intertwined, which has a unique charm.

"Another clichéd plot. Is that rich girl blind? She refuses to live a life of luxury and indulgence, choosing to live on coarse food with a poor scholar who can't even afford a salary."

Qingzhi curled her lips, gently exerted force with her hands, cracked the walnut open with a snap, and placed the kernel on the celadon plate. She then muttered speechlessly, "Who wrote this kind of book?"

When Qing He heard Qing Zhi's words, she laughed and joked, "Perhaps the person who wrote this storybook was a poor scholar himself, dreaming of climbing up the social ladder by marrying into a wealthy family."

Lin Shuyue couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this.

Qinghe was right. Most of the storybooks sold in bookstores were written by scholars who were short of money.

Just then, there was a sudden commotion outside the teahouse.

The people in the teahouse looked over curiously and saw a group of people carrying a sedan chair and passing by with music.

Lin Shuyue and a few others heard the noise, came out of the private room and leaned on the carved railing on the second floor to look around.

Qingzhi loved to join in the fun, and half of her body was leaning over the railing, muttering to herself, "Whose girl is getting married? Look at the big show!"

The waiter, who was about to add tea to their table, couldn't help laughing when he saw her expression and said, "Miss, you don't know, this is the wedding of the young master of Yangcheng's richest man, Wang Yuanwai. How can it not be lively?"

By now, the wedding procession had already passed the teahouse. Qingzhi turned around and asked the waiter with a curious look on her face, "Do you know whose daughter the young master of the Wang family is marrying? The dowry looks quite large."

"Hey, I actually know that."

The waiter picked up the teapot and filled several people's cups with a flick of his wrist. Then he lowered his voice and said, "This young master of the Wang family married the most beloved youngest daughter of our Yangcheng County Magistrate. I heard that the dowry alone was a full sixty-four loads. It was quite a grand occasion."

When these words were spoken, not only Qingzhi, but even Qinghe and Lin Shuyue could not help but look surprised.

"Isn't it said that this county magistrate is from the Tian family of Wangzhou, Qingzhou? How come..."

How could he marry his youngest daughter to the son of a wealthy businessman?

Perhaps the expressions on the three people's faces were too obvious, and the waiter immediately guessed what they were thinking.

He turned around and looked around, then covered his mouth with one hand and whispered, "My three guests, you may not know that our county magistrate is from the Tian family of Qingzhou, but he is only a branch of the family.

Moreover, the one who got married was the concubine's daughter of the county master. When Mr. Wang's family proposed to her, they gave a lot of betrothal gifts.

There are rumors that the county magistrate's wife kept most of the betrothal gifts."

"I see....."

After the waiter left, the three people who had finished eating the melon sat down contentedly and continued to drink tea.

Chen An was still young and only partially understood what they said, so he sat obediently beside them and ate fruit, raising his little face to look at them from time to time.

After sitting for a while, there was another commotion outside the teahouse, followed by someone shouting, "The Turkic barbarians are attacking!"

Following the exclamation, a flurry of footsteps was heard on the street.

Everyone in the teahouse was startled and rushed out the door. Not knowing what they saw, they left in a hurry without even having time to count the money for their tea.

"Let's go down and take a look. Qinghe, Qingzhi, take good care of Chen An."

Lin Shuyue instructed the two of them seriously, then quickly took them downstairs.

In the lobby on the first floor, all the guests had left, and only a few waiters were clearing tables and cleaning.

At this moment, the owner of the teahouse in front of the counter was instructing a waiter to close the back door.

The four of them walked up to the counter to pay. The shopkeeper was surprised to see that they hadn't left yet. "Why haven't you left yet, sir? Go back quickly."

Seeing that he looked worried but not panicked, Lin Shuyue couldn't help but ask curiously, "Boss, why aren't you panicking at all when the Turkic barbarians attack?"

And those guests just now didn’t look scared, but seemed to be in a hurry to go home.

"The guests must have just arrived in Yangcheng. You may not know that those Turkic barbarians come here every one or two years. Everyone is used to it and has gone home to hide."

The teahouse owner sighed and then urged them, "Go back quickly. You don't have to pay for the tea. Go buy some food while the food store is still open."

Perhaps because the girls were all young, the teahouse owner couldn't help but give them a few more instructions.

"Starting tomorrow, the streets might be in chaos. You girls should stay in the inn and don't go out. But don't be too scared. Just hold on for a few days. The Zhenbei Army is very powerful. We just need to drive them away."

Lin Shuyue, the master, the servant, and the other two felt a warm feeling in their hearts, and immediately thanked the shopkeeper: "Thank you for your reminder, shopkeeper. We will leave now."

After saying that, he put the money for the tea on the counter and left quickly regardless of the shopkeeper's call.

After leaving the teahouse, they found that the bustling street was now empty. Only a few dead leaves were blown down by the cold wind and swirled on the bluestone slabs.

Most of the shops on the street have closed, only the grain shop on the street has not closed yet, and people are rushing in and out from time to time.

"Let's go to the grain store."

Lin Shuyue took Qinghe, Qingzhi and Chenan and walked quickly towards the grain shop.

When we arrived at the grain store, it was already packed with people and the shop assistant was busy running around.