The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

But thinking of what the man had just said, he didn't go and call.

Forget it, one less thing is worse than one more thing.

"Sir, these are the only ones left."

Several soldiers came forward to search, checked, asked about the registered population, and then left.

"If there are any suspicious people, send someone to report."

"Yes, yes, definitely."

When the shopkeeper heard the news, he sent the man out with kind words and stuffed a few taels of silver into the official's hand.

"You're really lucky."

Li Zhi stood in front of the window, watching the soldiers searching and questioning every household.

"I've always had good luck."

Kang Ge breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

He was indeed lucky, having escaped danger several times because of luck. This made him think of the incense burning at home. His grandmother was right.

He now wishes he could go back and burn a few more incense sticks for his ancestors to bless him.

He couldn't go back, so he could only pray in his heart that his grandmother and mother would burn more.

"You boy."

Li Zhi shook his head. Luck is also a part of strength, which cannot be envied.

Speaking of Kang Ge'er's luck, he is well-known among them.

Have you ever seen a table full of dishes, nine out of ten of which were poisoned, but he just happened to eat the one that was not poisoned.

That’s not all. When Dahuang was lost, Kang Ge’er said he wanted to eat the walnuts his grandmother brought him. They were supposed to go back the next day, but they set off right then and there.

As a result, as soon as Dahuang left, he was ambushed by the Western Yi army.

Also, when they were doing the mission behind closed doors, they were exposed. Han Yang, Bai Yi and others hid everywhere, but Kang Ge'er just found a house to hide in, and they didn't come here.

This time, everyone was investigating, but Kang Ge'er ran into that person while he was taking a break. He followed him all the way here and met Li Zhi, just in time to avoid the search by the officers and soldiers.

If this were to be told to others, who would believe it?

Li Zhi didn't know all this. After he finished his meal with Kang Ge'er, he took him to his current residence.

"Hurry up and do it, then I'll take you out. I'm going back to Modu tomorrow."

"You're not here?"

Li Zhi rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, I'm here to do something, otherwise how can you say you're lucky."

Kang Ge'er threw away the brush in his hand and took out a piece of charcoal from the kitchen.

"Envy? Go back and burn a few more incense sticks for your ancestors and you'll have it."

"What are you doing with the charcoal?"

Kang Ge'er gestured to the things in his hand and said with a smile, "This is convenient for me."

Li Zhi's mouth twitched slightly. This young man cared less about his image than he did.

Soon, he finished the painting and handed it to Li Zhi.

Li Zhi took it and looked at it. "There was a portrait sent in before. Was it also painted by you?"

Kang Ge raised his head, feeling a little proud.

"Stop showing off. Come on, I'll get you out of the city."

Li Zhi took the portrait in his arms and took Kang Ge'er to the city gate.

After showing my identity documents to the guards, I left smoothly.

"Why didn't you see this when you came in just now?"

Li Zhi gave him a dim look.

Kang Ge'er touched his nose. Could he be the chosen one?

"Go that way and you'll reach Moon Lake. You'll know the way there."

"understood."

After Li Zhi parted with Kang Ge'er, he went back to pack his things and prepare to return to Modu the next day.

He was on this trip to do something for his current "master" and would go back after finishing his work.

but……

Li Zhi took out the portrait in his arms again. This person looked very familiar.

……

"Madam, is your granddaughter fifteen now?"

At the palace banquet, Song Shengfu was chatting with a group of old ladies.

"What did you say?!"

Song Shengfu's ears are becoming less and less useful, and she thinks it's a problem with her original body.

Can she now be considered as the descendant of "deafness"?

"I'm saying, your granddaughter is fifteen this year?"

The person who spoke raised his voice, and Song Shengfu nodded to indicate that she understood.

"My granddaughter just turned fifteen this year."

Song Shengfu held Wei Jie'er's hand and spoke. Wei Jie'er smiled and looked very well-behaved.

"You are so lucky to have such a well-behaved girl as your child."

"Yes, I have always been blessed."

The old lady choked and didn't know what to say.

When facing someone she doesn't like, Song Shengfu smiles, but the words she says are hard to follow.

"I heard that this palace banquet is to select a concubine for the Sixth Prince. I wonder which girl he'll take a fancy to."

Seeing that the situation was a bit awkward, everyone changed the subject.

"The Sixth Prince is sixteen years old, it's time for him to be old enough."

"Yes, yes, time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, we are old."

"The Empress is very serious about this matter. This time, the selection of a concubine is much more formal than the one for the Fifth Prince."

"That's right. The Queen treats the Sixth Prince just as well as the Imperial Concubine. Looking at this situation, is she trying to choose a powerful imperial daughter-in-law?"

A discordant voice interrupted, and Song Shengfu looked over and saw that it was the old lady she disliked.

"I heard that many girls from other families reported being sick and didn't attend. I guess it's because..."

Everyone knew that although the Sixth Prince was still alive and well, his health was not good.

One is that it will probably be difficult to have offspring, and the second and most important thing is that you will have no chance of getting that position.

The daughters of ministers are basically used for marriage alliances.

A powerless prince with poor health, no chance of becoming emperor, and no brothers.

Each one of them is not everyone's choice.

When the news of the Sixth Prince's selection of a concubine came out, many daughters of ministers fell ill and stayed at home.

Now it's embarrassing.

Except for those who have the right to take leave, the others all look sick.

There are very few people as healthy as Sister Wei. At a glance, there are no two who are healthy.

The faces of Emperor Chu and Concubine Ning, who were sitting on the throne, were not looking good, especially when they saw those girls looking sick, the sneer on Emperor Chu's face never fell.

The handkerchief in Concubine Ning's hand was almost torn, but she managed to maintain the dignity of a concubine.

Her Xiaoliu was treated so humiliatingly by these people. It was really despicable!

Unlike these two people, the queen always had a faint smile on her face, and she didn't look forced at all.

She looked around at the two men's faces. If she hadn't taken into consideration that this was the Sixth Prince's concubine selection banquet, she would have overturned the table.