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Upon learning that Pan Yaojun had taken away Defu's body, Madam Fu had entered the palace, and that the students of the Imperial College were going to compete in riding and archery today, Liu Jingcheng understood that the Queen Mother had chosen Liu Jingyu, and he felt relieved.

The Queen Mother was someone who could abandon even her own son for her own wealth, let alone her nephews and nieces. Now that the Pan family was in power, she was nothing and had to move out of the palace.

When Liu Jingyu came to power, she became the Empress Dowager and enjoyed supreme honor. It was not surprising that such a selfish person would choose Liu Jingyu.

Not to mention the queen. No matter how close a nephew is, he can never be closer than a son. Even a fool would choose to be the queen mother or the princess.

So he withdrew Atu and A Shui, asking them to secretly protect Madam Fu and the two children of the Xie family. He then rode a fast horse to Muduo Town to chase his wife.

Although Hua Xiyu reminded herself from time to time that this was in ancient times, in ancient times, in ancient times, it was still difficult for her to change her modern lifestyle of the past 20 years. She stepped into the Lengshui Fish Inn carelessly, but was knocked back by the scene inside.

I stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion for four days, and I was always calculating and being calculated for those four days. I didn't have time to experience the ancient life. The Lengshuiyu Inn in front of me was really like the ancient poem said, "The thatched eaves are low and small."

The brightly lit hotel lobby flashed through her mind, but in front of her was a low building. With her height, she was afraid of hitting her head if she straightened her back. The clearance was only a little over two meters, which was really too depressing.

There were a few flickering orange-red candles, and the effective lighting range was only about one meter. This low, dim space made her feel at a loss for what to do in an instant.

Although the Prime Minister's Mansion was also lit with candles, it was still bright. This inn was really unbearable to look at.

She has been well-off materially since she was a child. Her clothes and accessories have always been custom-made, and at worst they are branded goods. When she travels, her food and accommodation are all above five-star. She is not particularly particular, but she has never suffered any hardship.

Now in this shabby, low and dim environment, although she did not remember her own life experience, the habits and instincts formed in her body would not be forgotten. The feeling of rejection in her heart made her wonder if she could endure it.

She stepped out and asked the waiter who was looking around beside her, "Are there any other hotels in this town? Oh no, inns, are there any other inns?"

"My Cold Water Fish Inn is the best in Muduo Town." The child did not answer. The shopkeeper said slowly behind the counter with a lot of disdain in his tone.

"Okay then." She walked to the counter helplessly, fumbling for her ID card out of habit, saying, "A standard room."

Then he realized that this was ancient times, haha, ancient times, and then he smiled and said, "I want the best room." He put the ID card in his hand on the table and took out the document and handed it to the shopkeeper inside.

The shopkeeper was stunned by the "standard room" and glanced at Xiyu. The young man who had been looking out the door also heard it and turned his head to look, feeling a little strange. The big brother just asked him to keep an eye on this man and pay special attention if he saw anything strange. He wondered if this counted.

"A room upstairs, okay," the shopkeeper shouted loudly, then lowered his head and wrote slowly.

The shopkeeper with a mustache was a middle-aged man. He was slightly fat but looked kind, and his round face was shiny with oil from being well-nourished.

Holding a thin brush in his right hand and a sign in his left hand, he was carefully registering Hua Xiyu, and chanting in rhythm with the writing, "Miao...San...Niang, a...upper...room."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked up. Hey, it was obviously a man, but he had a woman's name. He was worried that he might have committed a crime. He didn't want to get into trouble.

Hua Xiyu put away the quotation handed over by the old man, and noticed his confusion. She lifted the beard on her lips and said, "Uncle, I'm a woman dressed as a man, you know what that means." The old man really made an expression of understanding, and then read out, "Okay, Room No. 3, Cold Room."

Then he shouted towards the inner room, "A'er, take the guests upstairs," and continued with his work without even looking at Hua Xiyu.

The ID card lay quietly and lonely on the counter. The clerk stepped forward, covered it with his sleeves, and successfully slipped the ID card into his sleeve pocket.

Ah Er was a little boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in coarse blue clothes. He took the key from the shopkeeper and quietly appeared behind her, "Guest, follow me."

He took Xiyu up to the second floor and opened the door of room number 3.

"Are meals delivered to guests' rooms or do they have to be eaten in the lobby downstairs?" the child asked.

"Send it to the room," Hua Xiyu said, turning around to see the boy looking at her.

"Go downstairs," she then changed her words.

The child watched her, waiting for her to change again.

"Downstairs" Xiyu emphasized again. His tone was crisp and clear, without any room for negotiation.

"Okay," the child replied and left.

The young man ran back to the opposite building angrily, handed the ID card in his hand to Yiqi, proudly told Yiqi everything he had heard in detail, and then left happily with the silver in his pocket.

Yiqi took Liu Jingcheng's token and went to the Xishan military camp to mobilize five hundred elite soldiers. This was a private army of the emperor, with only five thousand people. Liu Jingcheng was only authorized to mobilize five hundred people. The soldiers were led by the emperor's Eagle Guards, who were exclusive to the emperor. Liu Jingcheng was the emperor's chosen successor, and the emperor was afraid that he would be ambushed by the Pan family like the Mei family had been, so the emperor gave him the authority to mobilize five hundred people in an emergency.

Liu Jingcheng had never used it before. The first time he used it, he just tried it out to see if it worked. He was not doing it for himself. When the commander Ying Wu heard that it was time to save the emperor, he rushed to the designated location in one day and one night and set up an ambush.

As the messenger, Yiqi would not get involved in leading troops to fight. His task was to keep an eye on the movements in Muduo Town. The task of saving the emperor should be left to the Eagle Guards.

Holding Hua Xiyu's ID card at this moment, Yiqi was thinking, should he tell the emperor? This person is obviously a man, but this ID card is so exquisite and unique. This person's origin must be complicated. Should he report it to the emperor for a careful investigation?

After all, this world might belong to his master. He decided to find out the truth about this person for his master.

A quarter of an hour later, Hua Xiyu sat in the lobby of the inn. Since he had come here, he might as well make the best of it. Since he had no choice, he would try his best to adapt.

Yiqi sat at another table next to them. They each ordered some wine and some snacks, and then drank by themselves.

Hua Xiyu didn't know how much he could drink, but this ancient rice wine was sweet and tasted especially good, as delicious as a beverage. However, the ancients had poor winemaking technology, and the wine had not been professionally sterilized and purified. There were many impurities in it, and it was easy to get drunk.

It is a bit like Guizhou's "biang (biang) dang wine", which tastes like water but slowly makes you intoxicated and especially addictive. You look like nothing happened, but when the breeze blows gently, you fall to the ground with a "biang" sound and lose consciousness, so the locals call this wine "biang dang wine".

The liquor that Zhai Liang taught his son Mo Chenzhi to brew has a high alcohol content and a mellow taste. It is now exclusively supplied to the royal family and dignitaries in Huicheng. In a small inn like Lengshuiyu, people can only drink "碥铛酒".

She was wary of Yiqi at first, as that man kept looking at her from time to time, which made her feel uncomfortable. But as she drank, all her guard dropped and she soon invited him to sit at the same table with her. After running away for so many days, today she could finally get drunk. Yes, she just wanted to get drunk and find someone to talk to about her troubles.

This wine tastes bad, the food tastes bad, not as good as my ham sausage instant noodles, this house is low, so depressing, the bed is hard, the light is so bad, ...

All of these things are not satisfactory, I feel unhappy, and my heart is filled with negative emotions, so I want to find an outlet to vent.

She liked being in a crowd, but was never afraid of being alone. She ate and slept in other people's homes along the way, but was too embarrassed to complain. At this moment, the endless darkness, loneliness and solitude gripped her deeply. There was no one she knew, and no things she liked. She was tasting the feeling of being alone. She raised the rough, ugly wine bowl, which was worse than a dog food bowl, and clinked it into the air: Cheers!

The web of space and time, this huge web, she hummed:

And you are a boundless net,

It easily trapped me in the middle of the net

I am getting deeper and deeper into confusion, the road is getting longer and longer

I'm afraid this journey is just a dream.

Oh my god, isn’t this a love song? She smiled to herself. Why should I be afraid of a good dream? I’m afraid of a bad dream.

She picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Under the dim candlelight, the shopkeeper sat drowsily behind the counter. In the lobby, there was only Hua Xiyu's lonely and desolate figure. He drank and wished himself, which added to the loneliness and weirdness.

Liu Jingcheng entered the inn when Hua Xiyu was already drunk and confused. Yiqi had been waiting outside the inn for a long time. At this time, Hua Xiyu was the only one drinking there.

It was quite difficult for the ancient people to travel. After the hour of You, there would be basically no pedestrians on the road, and ordinary people would never travel at night. After the hour of Xu, those who needed to stay in an inn would have already checked in. After a day's journey, both people and horses were tired, and the inn would basically become quiet. If there were still people drinking at this time, it would attract special attention.

Either he is a fearless person in the underworld, or he is fearless because of his large number of people. He is definitely not an ordinary person.

Liu Jingcheng looked at Hua Xiyu curiously, then at Yiqi, and the doubt in his heart grew, "Is this ordinary country boy worthy of attention?"

At first glance, he doesn't look like an expert, but he is single. This person does look a bit strange. If you say she is a man, he seems too thin, and his bulging chest looks like he has well-developed muscles. If you say she is a woman, she has a beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes. In short, she looks very strange.

She was wearing a poorly fitted linen dress, clearly not one of his own, and he could see that she was a little tipsy and quite unhappy.

The shopkeeper was just getting impatient when he saw Liu Jingcheng step into the store. He was pleasantly surprised to see a customer coming at this hour.

"Boss, are there any guest rooms available?"

"Yes, yes. May I ask what kind of room do you want, sir?" The fat shopkeeper's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and he registered a room for Liu Jingcheng with full energy.

"First, get a pot of wine and two pounds of meat," Liu Jingcheng gave the order and turned to look at Hua Xiyu.

Yiqi didn't expect that his master would stay. If he had known, he would have registered for a room. He quickly floated over and whispered, "Master."

"Hmm" Liu Jingcheng snorted lightly, but his eyes were always on Hua Xiyu.

"Do you know him, young master?" The shopkeeper also looked at Hua Xiyu who was drinking alone. He had never seen such a strange person before. He did things and spoke strangely. It was understandable that a woman pretended to be a man for the convenience of going out, but he couldn't understand why she imitated a man and drank in the lobby so late at night. She was even humming a song, but he didn't know what she was humming.

If she were a prostitute, she wouldn't have such courage. If she were a chivalrous woman, she wouldn't have such skills either. She would be more like a hysterical person.

When running a business, the biggest fear is someone causing trouble. The shopkeeper hopes that someone will recognize her and treat her well, so as to avoid causing trouble for the inn.

Yiqi took out the key and waved it in front of Liu Jingcheng, "Room number 4, Leng, next to him."

Liu Jingcheng walked towards Hua Xiyu without saying a word. Yiqi followed his master obediently and dragged out a chair for his master to sit opposite Hua Xiyu.