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The weather was fine for eight consecutive days, and the convoy headed south along the official road, which was surprisingly smooth.

Every morning, just as the sky was getting light, Ah Qi would order everyone to pack up and continue on their journey. In the evening, they would stop at post stations or small towns along the way to rest.

Jing Chunxi sat in the carriage, sometimes eating the fruits and cakes prepared by his mother, sometimes chatting with Chuntao and Tangshuang, and taking a short rest in the carriage. He didn't feel the journey was long.

Along the way, Jing Chunxi saw many landscapes he had never seen before, and the scenery became more beautiful as he went south.

The convoy passed through golden rice fields. The autumn wind blew, and the rice waves rolled like a golden ocean.

Occasionally, as we passed through the woods, we could hear birds chirping and streams gurgling. Sugar Frost would always excitedly open the car curtains, point at the scenery outside, and chatter away.

Chuntao gently reminded her to pay attention to her manners and not let the young lady catch a cold.

On the fifth day, the convoy stopped for an hour in a small mountain town. Jing Chunxi took Chuntao and Tangshuang out of the car for a walk.

The town is built on the mountainside, with bluestone-paved streets winding upwards. On both sides are gray-tiled and white-walled houses. Peppers and corn are hung under the eaves, which is beautiful, practical and very special.

There were few people on the street, with only the occasional hawker's calls, making it seem quiet and quaint. In the distance, the mountains were covered in green, shrouded in mist, like an ink painting.

In the center of the town stood an ancient stone bridge. Beneath it flowed a gurgling stream, crystal clear, with a few small fish frolicking in the water. At the bridgehead stood a tall ginkgo tree, its golden leaves drifting in the wind, covering the bridge like a golden carpet.

Jing Chunxi took a deep breath. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus, which made him feel relaxed and happy.

Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. If you don't go out, you won't know how big the world is and how many extraordinary views there are.

On the evening of the eighth day, the convoy finally arrived at Ezhou City.

From a distance, the city wall is towering, and above the city gate hangs a huge plaque with the two big characters "Ezhou" inscribed on it. The brushstrokes are powerful and imposing.

There were people coming and going at the city gate, and vendors, pedestrians, carriages and horses were flowing in an endless stream, making it look particularly prosperous.

Ah Qi rode up to Jing Chunxi's carriage and whispered, "Miss, Xunyang City, where the Jiujiang County Government's residence is located, is only two days away. Would you like to follow Big Brother's plan and rest here for a few more days to gather some information before continuing on your journey?"

Jing Chunxi lifted the car curtain, looked at the sky, and said, "It's getting late. Let's find a clean inn to stay in first. There's no rush. We must follow the plan. We can make plans for the rest tomorrow after we find out everything.

Would you mind going with me to the grain store tomorrow to see what the market is like?"

"That's exactly what I meant."

Ah Qi nodded in agreement and directed the convoy into the city.

Although Ezhou is a mountain city, the streets in the city are wider than Jing Chunxi had imagined. There are shops on both sides with high signs hanging. The pedestrians on the street are well-dressed, making it look prosperous and lively.

Tang Shuang leaned against the car window, watching intently, and couldn't help but sigh, "Miss, this Ezhou City is really extraordinary!"

Jing Chunxi smiled slightly, feeling a little emotional. Although she had grown up in the capital, she hadn't seen much except for the occasional outing during festivals.

Even the several counties he passed through on the way to exile could not compare with Ezhou in terms of prosperity.

The convoy stopped at the door of an inn called "Yue Lai Inn". There were two waiters standing at the door of the inn, so it looked quite impressive.

Those who came early have already made arrangements.

As soon as they got off the car, a waiter came forward and said with a smile, "Dear guests, the room is ready. Please follow me."

The lobby of the inn is clean and tidy, the tables, chairs and benches are polished to a shine, and there are several landscape paintings hanging on the wall, which looks quite elegant.

The waiter led them to the upper room on the second floor. The room was spacious and bright, separated by an outer room and an inner room.

There was also a pot of chrysanthemums in full bloom by the window, the fragrance filling the air. This kind of scenery was rare at this time of year.

Chuntao and Tangshuang packed their luggage quickly and made a pot of hot tea for Jing Chunxi.

Tang Shuang went to clean the outer room where she lived, while Chun Tao went next door.

Ah Qi knocked on the door and came in. He bowed to Jing Chunxi and said, "Miss, it's the same as the previous nights. Our people are on both sides. Xiao Man and I will stay in one room. The other two guards will stay near the stairs on the first floor. The rest of us will be in the small courtyard at the back. If anything happens, we can hear it with a whistle."

Jing Chunxi nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Qi."

Ah Qi then instructed, "Any prosperous place has complicated people. If you want to go out, you must let Ah Qi know."

Jing Chunxi replied respectfully: "I understand!"

Ah Qi was very responsible and would report every detail to Jing Chunxi every day. In fact, he didn't need to report, because Jing Chunxi knew the general arrangements.

Before leaving, Jing Yi explained in detail how to arrange accommodation and meals. At the beginning, the plan was for everyone to live in a small courtyard, surrounded by their own people, so that safety would be more guaranteed.

Jing Qiurong, however, pointed out that this was unreasonable. When female family members were away from home, especially those from wealthy families, they generally did not live with men, and they were not accompanied by the male owner.

The other thirty people were grooms and guards for traveling merchants, all rough guys. Living together would definitely attract criticism and be considered incredible.