Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

Zhang Sanshan and Er Yuehong frowned at the same time. Er Yuehong was sitting by the window. He looked down and saw what was happening below. His brows furrowed even tighter.

Zhang Shan was also at the window. He glanced at him and ignored him. Qiuyue, however, was very curious. She blinked her beautiful eyes, gently tugged at his sleeve with her small hand, and whispered, "What's going on outside?"

Zhang Shan didn't want her to know about those dirty things, so he shook his head. Qiuyue looked at Er Yuehong again. He smiled at her and said softly, "Miss Qiuyue, someone just bumped into someone and started arguing. It's nothing serious, don't worry about it."

However, the next second, a loud "selling girl" slapped his face. The expressions of both of them changed, but the little girl frowned. She stood up directly, supported her small hands on Zhang Shan's shoulders, leaned her body against him, and poked her little head out the window to see what was going on.

Zhang Shan's body stiffened. The soft girl leaned against him, making his whole body tense and stiff. Her unique sweet scent filled his nose, but she was unaware of it and kept tiptoeing towards him, wanting to see what was happening downstairs.

Er Yuehong casually poured another cup of tea and felt like laughing when she saw Zhang Shan sitting stiffly but not moving away.

One can see what the adjutant is thinking at a glance.

Finally, when Qiuyue saw clearly what was happening below, Zhang Shan had already lowered his head, and his ears were crimson under his hat.

[Hey, isn't this the story of selling a maid? ]

Er Yuehong paused while sipping tea, his eyes filled with darkness.

Plot? In her eyes, everything that happened was just a plot from a storybook?

Or, in her eyes.

Is this world a play that is being performed?

[Strange, how could the girl be sold at this time? Zhang Qishan came to Changsha yesterday, which means it's around the year 31 now, but I remember Er Yuehong saving the girl 20 years ago. Is there something wrong with my memory, or has this world changed that I'm not aware of?]

"That's not right. The little Chenpi I met yesterday looked only about eight or nine years old. I remember Chenpi was born in 12. Er Yuehong rescued the girl in 20, and Er Yuehong accepted Chenpi as his apprentice in 25. But Chenpi hasn't become Er Yuehong's apprentice yet. In other words, it's about 20 years ago now. The timing of selling the girl was right, but Zhang Qishan and the others' arrival was wrong. They arrived in Changsha City eleven years early!"

The little girl was visibly confused. She looked at Er Yuehong with a smile on her face, then looked at Zhang Shan with his head down. Her eyes were full of confusion, and she slowly sat down again.

"That is……"

When the little girl started talking, Er Yuehong said, "I didn't mean to offend you, but I didn't expect you to be so curious. It's the traffickers carrying prostitutes on their backs before they enter a brothel, shouting for them to be sold. Some people can't stand it and try to stop them, but it's rarely happened in recent years."

Qiuyue blinked.

The girl being sold was the daughter of the owner of the noodle shop where Er Yuehong ate as a child. I remember the plot saying that Er Yuehong had always treated her like a younger sister, watching her grow up, but he never imagined she would end up like this. Unable to bear it, he went downstairs to stop the trafficker, but the trafficker was also from the Outer Eight Tribes and had connections to the Hong family, so it was difficult to just rob her. So, Er Yuehong told the trafficker to wait for him and had a servant from the Hong family watch over him, telling him to go around again. During this time, Er Yuehong had to produce the redemption items. Er Yuehong then ran home, got his belongings, and rode his horse to the western suburbs. When he returned, he was covered in dirt, but he still had three gold hairpins.

Er Yuehong tightened his grip on the teacup slightly, and the cup made a tiny, mournful sound as if it was about to break, so he let go in time.

The word "plot" was so harsh, stirring up sadness and despair. Was all this fake? Was he fake too? Did this world not exist? What was the point of all the years he had lived?

Er Yuehong didn't want to believe it, but she had to. No matter what she had just said in her mind about Zuo Qianzhi and Yan Sanxing, or everything she said now, it was so accurate and in line with his character. It seemed like something he would do. He really didn't want the little girl he had watched grow up to be sold into a brothel.

I remember that not long after the girl was rescued, she married Er Yuehong and gave birth to three sons. However, she died at the age of 32, apparently from lung cancer or tuberculosis. Er Yuehong, a devoted and devoted man, desperately sought medicine and cures to save her, but to no avail. After the girl's death, he became completely depressed and frequented brothels. He lived to be 102 and died. He even had his coffin made taller, saying that he wanted the girl, who had waited for him for many years, to once again lean on his shoulder and continue to listen to his opera performances.

Qiuyue went over the plot in her mind. Er Yuehong had already put the cup down. If he didn't put it down, the cup would have been crushed by him. The veins on the back of his hand bulged.

Ha, so his life was already planned, right?

At this moment, a voice came from downstairs, shouting with all his might: "Brother!"

It was the girl who saw Er Yuehong and called out to him.

[Here it comes. Next, Er Yuehong recognizes that it is the sister he knew back then, then jumps out of the window and goes downstairs to stop the human trafficker.]

Qiuyue looked at Eryuehong, and seeing that his expression was not right, she nodded in understanding.

[Hmm, you've recognized me, right? Now it's time to go downstairs.]

However, after sitting for a while, Qiuyue saw Eryuehong sitting on the chair without moving, and began to feel puzzled.

[Hey, everyone down there is about to leave, why hasn't Er Yuehong gone to save the girl yet?]

"Brother, brother! It's me, I'm a girl!"

The shouts from below were filled with tears, despair and urgency. She looked at the man sitting by the window, shouting hysterically, hoping that he would come down to save her. However, what made her unbelievable was that the person she expected to save her did not respond.

Qiuyue heard it so clearly that she couldn't sit still anymore.

[Oh, never mind. I don't know what's wrong with Er Yuehong. He won't save the girl, but she is still a girl after all. If he won't save her, then I will.]

She stood up and was about to run, but Zhang Shan instantly grabbed her wrist. Er Yuehong's expression remained calm, as she continued to smile gently. He slowly stood up and said, "Miss Qiuyue, just sit down. I'll be back soon."

Qiuyue looked at him, somewhat puzzled, but nodded nonetheless.

Oh, I must have misunderstood. Compared to the original plot, Er Yuehong was originally alone and could have left at any time. Now that Zhang Shan and I are here, he has to inform us before going down. This shows his self-restraint.

At this moment, Zhang Shan suddenly said, "In the name of the Zhang family."

Er Yuehong paused as he was walking out and said, "Thank you."

However, to Qiuyue's surprise, he did not climb out of the window. Instead, he walked to open the door, called the clerk, then took out a bag of money from his sleeve and said a few words to him. The clerk nodded, took the money and ran downstairs quickly, while Er Yuehong closed the door again and walked back.

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Why doesn't Er Yuehong go by himself? Why does he ask a waiter to go?]

[Also, Zhang Shan just said this, in the name of the Zhang family...]

Qiuyue's little brain was working rapidly.

The Zhang family is currently the largest in Changsha. Zhang Qishan is the defense officer, and Zhang Xiaoyu and Zhang Shan are both lieutenants. If they use the Zhang family's name, the traffickers will surely be intimidated and won't cause trouble. They'll also give the Zhang family face, and probably won't ask for too much. That's why Er Yuehong thanked Zhang Shan. But, is Er Yuehong's money enough? I remember it took three gold hairpins to redeem the girl. While the traffickers might offer a lower price this time, it might not be too low. I'm not sure if what he just gave to the waiter is enough. If not, I'll add more.

A smile flashed across Zhang Shan's eyes. The little girl was truly clever, figuring things out so quickly. Er Yuehong returned to his original seat, looked at them, and said, "The girl down there just now is a sister I knew when I was little, which is why I wanted to save her. I'm truly sorry for neglecting you."

Qiuyue nodded repeatedly, looking as if she understood.

Soon, a shout of disbelief from the traffickers came from below, but it soon quieted down. After a while, there was a knock on the door: "Boss, your food is ready, can I bring it in?"

Er Yuehong said, "Come in."

So, the door was opened and the waiter came in with plates of dishes. Soon the table was full. Qiuyue was a little surprised. Why did Er Yuehong order so much?

At this moment, a trembling female voice came from outside: "Brother..."

It was the clerk who had gone down earlier who came back with the redeemed girl. The clerk let the girl into the house. The other clerks who had put the dishes away left one after another, and finally the clerk closed the door.

Only then did Qiuyue see clearly what the girl looked like.

She was pretty, with red eyes, her hands tightly clutching her skirt, and she looked at Er Yuehong with tears in her eyes.

Qiuyue said nothing, wanting to hear what Eryuehong had to say.

Er Yuehong looked at her for a long moment before he slowly sighed and said, "I'll give you some money later and have someone help you find a job. Don't get caught again."

The girl burst into tears and knelt down in front of Er Yuehong. Her voice trembled: "Brother, I am willing to serve you like a cow or a horse. Please don't drive me away, okay? I will be your little maid."

Qiuyue was startled by her kneeling and turned away, not wanting to look anymore.

"No, I don't need it. Please go out. The person sitting by the window downstairs is one of my men. You should know him. Tell him what I said and ask him to take you away."

Er Yuehong frowned and directly rejected her request. The girl saw that he really wanted to send her away, so she didn't dare to beg him anymore. She answered him crying, then stood up, opened the door and went out, looking back every few steps. When she closed the door, her eyes were still filled with longing, but she was disappointed in the end. Er Yuehong didn't ask her to stay.

A bunch of question marks suddenly popped up in Qiuyue's little head.

[Huh? Huh? No, you're leaving just like that? That shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't Er Yuehong keep her by his side?]

Er Yuehong turned around and said, "I'm so sorry, but everything is ready and the dishes are on the table. I wonder if you two are waiting impatiently? Please, enjoy your meal."

Er Yuehong looked at the confused little girl and lowered his eyes.

He didn't want to follow the so-called plot. He didn't believe in fate. What's more, he really treated the girl as his sister. He couldn't understand why he would marry her. It was simply too crazy.

"Let's eat."

Zhang Shan woke up the still confused little girl. She nodded, picked up the chopsticks and started eating blankly.

Qiuyue didn't know what she had eaten during the meal. Her mind was full of thoughts about what went wrong. After the meal was over and the people were dismissed, Er Yuehong slowly said, "When the Zhang family is free in a few days, my father and I will come to visit. Please ask Adjutant Zhang to say hello to the Buddha for me."

Zhang Rishan nodded, and Er Yuehong looked at Qiuyue and said, "Miss Qiuyue, I would like to ask if you still have any amulets. I am willing to pay a high price for them."

Qiuyue was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I don't have much left. At least I can't sell it for the time being. I'll have to see if I have more in the future."

[It's not that I don't want to sell it, it's just that I didn't make it myself. Once I use it up, it's gone. I'll figure out how to learn to draw talismans myself, and then I'll tell you if I have any extra!]

The little girl pursed her red lips, and Er Yuehong nodded: "Okay, then if Miss Qiuyue has any extra in the future, please let me know, and I will definitely buy them from you."

Qiuyue agreed, and at this moment there was a knock on the door: "Adjutant Zhang, Miss Qiuyue, the Buddha wants you two to go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Shan nodded to Er Yuehong, and he and Qiuyue stood up and said, "The Buddha is looking for us. Young Master, we'll meet again someday. We'll be leaving first."

Er Yuehong also stood up and said, "Okay, see you next time. Take care, my father and I will come visit you soon. Please forgive me."

Qiuyue said goodbye to Er Yuehong and left the house with Zhang Rishan. After they left, Er Yuehong slowly sat down, the smile on his face returned to calm, and he lowered his eyes to play with the cracked teacup.

Qiuyue?

He looked out the window and saw Zhang Shan helping the little girl get on the rickshaw. He saw her smile sweetly at Zhang Shan, so soft and sweet. Then he watched the two of them leave together.

He put down the cup in his hand and stood up.

It seems that he has to consider talking to Zhang Qishan. Judging from Zhang Qishan's reaction, not only him and Zhang Qishan, but Zhang Qishan must be able to hear the little girl's thoughts. Otherwise, Zhang Qishan would not have found the Jiang family so accurately and detained Yan Sanxing last night, nor would he have rushed to the Jiang family to ask for the account book without even asking Yan Sanxing.

All of this was because Zhang Qishan listened to the little girl's thoughts and knew everything, so he was able to handle everything so quickly in one night.

He left the tavern and turned to walk towards Hong's house.

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