Quick mission: We don't make trouble

Zhu Qingqing rubbed her eyes and slowly woke up from her sleep.

She looked around and found herself in a completely unfamiliar room.

The room's lavish furnishings were jaw-dropping. Gold and silver shone brilliantly, creating a dazzling luster on the walls, ceiling, and furniture. Even more stunning, some areas were inlaid with precious agates and gemstones, emitting a captivating brilliance.

The thangkas hanging on the walls are vibrant and exquisitely executed. With delicate brushstrokes and rich colors, they depict a mysterious and magnificent world. At the center of the thangka is a solemn and majestic Buddha statue, surrounded by various guardian deities and Buddhist allusions. Every detail is meticulously depicted, the figures are lifelike, and the textures of clothing and ritual implements are clearly visible. The thangka canvas is soft and specially treated for its durability, withstanding the passage of time without fading. In the sunlight, the gold foil on the thangka gleams with a dazzling brilliance, captivating the viewer.

Zhu Qingqing's eyes widened, she couldn't believe what she saw. She felt as if she was in a dream world, and everything became unreal.

She couldn't help but wonder: What exactly is this place?

She tried to touch the ornate decorations to make sure it wasn't an illusion.

Zhu Qingqing got out of bed and stepped onto the thick carpet without making any sound. When her fingers touched the cold metal and smooth gemstones, she realized that all this was real and not a dream.

Looking at myself, the clothes are intact, but they are not my own clothes but national costumes.

Her consciousness gradually regained, and she remembered that she and Didi had stayed in the headman's manor last night, soaked in the hot springs, changed clothes, and had a good sleep.

Huh? Where's Diddy?

Zhu Qingqing frowned in confusion, her eyes quickly scanning every corner of the room before finally settling on the empty bed. Her heart skipped a beat, and a sense of foreboding washed over her.

"Didi! Didi..." Zhu Qingqing anxiously called her daughter's name, her voice echoing in the silent air. As she shouted, she quickly walked to the door, pushed it open and looked out.

Suddenly, a clear response came from outside the door: "Hey, Mom, we are here." Hearing this familiar voice, Zhu Qingqing's heart finally settled down a little.

She followed the sound into the courtyard, where she saw two people, one large and one small, sitting side by side, talking to each other with their heads lowered. Seeing Zhu Qingqing approach, they both looked up, a smile on their faces. It was none other than her precious daughter, Wu Di; and the adult was Lao Gen, Wang Xiangdong.

Zhu Qingqing scolded: "Didi, why don't you call mom when you get up?"

Wu Di pouted and said, "I see you're sleeping soundly. I've been very busy these past two days, so of course I don't want to wake you up. I want you to sleep a little longer."

Wang Xiangdong also said: "Sister Zhu, don't blame Didi, she is very sensible and didn't run around. When I came over, she just sat here obediently."

Zhu Qingqing: "I don't blame her, I'm just worried... By the way, Lao Geng, where did you stay last night? Why did you come here so early...

Wang Xiangdong: "I live in the yard next to yours.

I came here to discuss this with you. We'd better keep our stories consistent, so that when that headman comes back and asks about it, I won't be able to talk about my own things and you won't be able to talk about yours.

Zhu Qingqing nodded, "Yeah, that's what I meant.

Last night I said we came from the westernmost part of the country, just in case they asked us where we were from and we wouldn't know the answer.

Now, it is understandable that they are descendants of people who were stranded in foreign lands in the early years and have now returned to trace their roots, and they know nothing about the current Great Zhou.

There are just some details we still have to work out.

For example, our relationship, future plans, etc."

Wang Xiangdong: "I also think what you said is reliable, Sister Zhu. After all, we just came back from outside, so it's understandable that we don't know much about this place.

As for our relationship... well, let's just say I'm a guard, escorting the master back to find his roots, but I got separated from the others, so I'm the only one left to follow the mistress and the young lady. Our names won't change, just our status will change."

In his opinion, Sister Zhu and Didi were more than qualified to play the roles of Mrs. and Miss.

It is also convenient to act as a bodyguard yourself.

Zhu Qingqing: "That's fine. As for the future, let's talk about it after we leave here."

Didi patted his chest and assured: "No problem."

Wang Xiangdong: "I asked the steward last night, and he said that if we want to go to Da Zhou, we have to wait until a caravan arrives. We can follow the caravan, which is safer. I asked him to help keep an eye on when the caravan will arrive.

We also need a pass. Although the war between the Great Zhou and Tubo is over, we still need a pass to enter checkpoints and towns. I said our pass is kept by someone else, and now we are separated, what should we do? He said that when the master returns, he will ask the master to issue us a new pass. So we have to wait for two days.

Zhu Qingqing didn't expect Wang Xiangdong to know all this, and quickly said, "Lao Geng, thank you. You are more thoughtful than I am."

Wang Xiangdong scratched his head and said, "I've only thought about what's happening right now. Sister Zhu, you must be more thoughtful than I am."

Wu Di looked at his mother, then at Uncle Wang.

"Stop being so modest with each other. Let's wash up and eat. After eating, go out for a walk. We've finally come on this time-travel journey. We can't stay indoors all the time."

Zhu Qingqing was about to express her dissatisfaction with the naughty kid when Wang Xiangdong said, "Didi is right. Let's go out and move around after dinner to increase our understanding of the world."

"Okay, let's go then."

The three of them went out, led by their servants to wash.

I can finally brush my teeth. Although there is no toothpaste, brushing with salt is better than nothing.

After washing up, the butler led the servants to bring a sumptuous breakfast.

These are all traditional foods of the Tibetan people:

Tsampa, yak jerky

Cheese, hand-pulled lamb, and a kind of steamed rice.

Of course, there is also the most commonly used butter tea.

Wu Di is already working on the hand-pulled lamb.

Zhu Qingqing was very surprised to see rice here. She scooped some with a spoon and tasted it.

Mm, it has a special fragrance.

Ask Wang Xiangdong: "What is this steamed with? I have never eaten it before."

Wang Xiangdong took a bite and said, "Oh, it's bracken rice. Bracken is a wild plant that is rich in nutrients. Steaming bracken with rice makes it delicious and sticky."

Having not eaten properly for a few days, the three of them ate heartily and were full.

After dinner, Wang Xiangdong went to negotiate with the butler, saying that he wanted to accompany his wife and daughter out for a walk.

The butler sent someone to serve as their guide.

It was the maid from last night.

Because the lady was a female member of the family, she was sent to serve.