The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

The black-robed man inside the wall remained silent.

Outside the wall, I couldn't help but ask curiously,

"What's wrong? Are you in trouble?"

The black-robed man inside the wall shook his head helplessly.

"It's too late. Lin Ruhai's secret report might have already reached Shandong by now. It will reach Beijing in two or three days at the latest."

There was silence outside the wall.

"I understand. I will report this matter to the master truthfully. You must remember to protect your identity."

"Also, if the officials in Yangzhou plan to take action against that group again, you must do everything you can to stop them before the above plan is implemented."

The black-robed man snorted coldly.

"If you come to see me less often, I can live a good life."

Finally he said,

"I will try my best to deal with Yangzhou, but at the court..."

A voice came from outside the wall.

"There will naturally be a solution for this. It's not your turn to worry about it."

"Haha, got it!"

"You should also be careful. Most of the underground forces in Yangzhou City are now controlled by the bandits. Don't let them capture you. Don't betray me if you do."

"Go back! If anything else happens, contact us as usual!"

The black-robed man inside the wall said,

After looking around and finding no one,

He quickly slipped through a flower door and disappeared.

The alley behind the Yangzhou prefectural government office,

A peddler carrying a load on his shoulder,

He walked out slowly while shaking the rattle.

……

Daqian, the divine capital.

As the center of political power of the Daqian Dynasty, the city walls are majestic and magnificent.

The city is also home to many dignitaries.

The entire Shenjing is divided into three layers.

Located in the center, the magnificent imperial city is the top political power center of the Daqian Dynasty.

He is also the current master of Daqian.

The place where Emperor Daqian lived and worked.

The inner city outside the imperial city has crisscrossing streets and alleys, and various mansions are lined up one after another. Although it does not have the majesty and splendor of the imperial city, it covers a large area.

Yet it is also magnificent and solemn, with an exquisitely carved gatehouse, magnificent style, and surrounded by high walls.

The further east you go, the more magnificent and luxurious the mansions become.

As we move towards the west city, the houses become more and more ordinary.

Most of them are residences of dignitaries and officials in Beijing.

Further out in the outer city, most of the residents are ordinary people.

As for the outside of the city walls of Shenjing, there are also countless shanties.

There are poor people living in any glamorous city in any era.

To the east of the inner city, the streets are prosperous and the population is dense.

On a street with only two high-class mansions on the north side, in front of the mansion on the east side, there are two big stone lions squatting and three animal-head gates.

There is a plaque above the main gate with five large characters "敕造宁国府" written on it.

Even the servants standing at the door were all dressed in gorgeous silk clothes.

This is the hereditary residence of Duke Ningguo, the hereditary third-rank general, and the current head of the Jia family, Jia Zhen, the owner of Ningguo Mansion.

Entering from the east corner gate of Ningguo Mansion, within a shot's reach,

There is a gorgeous courtyard on the east side.

At this time, a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, a good-looking figure, a light fur coat, a precious belt, and beautiful clothes and a gorgeous crown, was walking out of the courtyard gate.

As soon as I went out, I met a middle-aged man who was dressed in fine clothes, had a wealthy but thin face, and had a goatee.

As soon as he saw the middle-aged man, the boy immediately stopped with his hands clasped in his hands, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Bow your head.

"Father, father."

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man in front of him and asked in a cold voice,

"You're so sneaky! You're about to get married, where are you planning to go and hang out?"

The young man hesitated and said,

"My child, my child..."

The middle-aged man was none other than Jia Zhen, the current owner of Ningguo Mansion, the head of the Jia family, and the hereditary third-rank general.

The handsome young man in front of him was Jia Rong, the son of Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen looked at his son Jia Rong with some dismay and scolded him,

"Looking at your current state, what great things can you possibly accomplish? After your new bride arrives, don't indulge in pleasures. Be a good person and it won't be too late to achieve something!"