Chapter 204 Zhou Ye
Chapter 204 Zhou Ye
The child cried even harder when he was touched, and the people around gathered together.
"What's wrong? Why is the child crying?"
"Could it be that this little brat bumped into this noble young man?"
The Northwest is not like other places. Although the people here also believe in small gods, they are more rational than other places.
Perhaps it was because Luo Yao encountered a smallpox epidemic when he first came to the northwest, or perhaps it was because the people in the northwest experienced too many life and death separations during the epidemic. Compared with the illusory and distant little fairy Princess Yong'an, the people were closer to Princess Yong'an in the Yong'an Palace.
However, only a few people have seen Princess Yong'an. Therefore, even if people run into Luo Yao, who looks like the little fairy, on the street, the first reaction of the people will not be that this is the fairy princess herself.
I didn't hit him! Seeing more and more people coming, Luo Yao dispersed them and dragged Zhou Ye away.
"Even if you really want to thank me, you don't have to kneel down in the street. Also, stop crying, everyone will think I hit you!" After dragging Zhou Ye into an alley, Luo Yao stared at the little kid who was still dropping gold beans with an impatient look.
The little brat wiped his tears, took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Luo Yao.
"An elder threatened to... hiccup... to give this to you. If I don't, he'll take me to the government office and have me beheaded..."
Luo Yao took it, looked it over, and found that there was no signature. Li Xian beside him frowned.
Zhou Ye: "Princess, I've given you the letter. The store is busy, so I have to go back to help."
Luo Yao nodded, and Zhou Ye walked away, looking back every few steps.
After Zhou Ye left, two men in black swooped down from the alley.
One of them is Xiaoqi and the other is Xiaoliu.
"Princess, what is written?"
Luo Yao opened the letter, and Xiaoqi, Xiaoliu and Li Xian all came over to read it.
When they saw what was written in the letter, the expressions on the four people's faces changed.
"What does the emperor want?" Ye Xiaoqi was puzzled. He looked Luo Yao up and down, but didn't think there was anything on Luo Yao that the emperor would like.
"If what's written in this letter is true, and the Emperor has found General Red Eagle, if the Princess doesn't give him the gift, I'm afraid the Emperor will use General Red Eagle to threaten the Prince... and the Prince's antidote..."
"It's not clearly written here, how can we know what it is?" Xiao Liu looked at Luo Yao, "Does the princess know what the emperor wants?"
Luo Yao shook his head. He was very confused and his mind was in a mess.
Seeing that Luo Yao was not feeling well, Li Xian took the letter and said, "Let's talk about it when we get home."
Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi nodded, jumped onto the roof and disappeared. Only Luo Yao and Li Xian were left in the alley.
"Young Master, let's go back."
Luo Yao nodded, and the two walked back one after the other without saying anything else.
In the following month, Luo Yao handed over his work while preparing things to return to Beijing. Finally, a month later, everything was ready and Luo Yao set out on the journey back to Beijing.
Luo Yao thought about the thing the emperor wanted for a long time. There was only one thing on him that could make the emperor go to great lengths to take it back.
Fish pattern token.
Li Xian also thought it was a token with fish patterns.
However, this was just their guess. Zhou Ye said that someone asked him to snatch the thing from Luo Yao's waist, but the people Zhou Ye mentioned searched for a long time but couldn't find it.
Because Luo Yao not only had a purse and a fish-patterned token on his waist, but also a priceless purple heart jade, Zhou Ye himself was not sure what those people wanted.
No matter what the emperor wants, Luo Yao must return to Beijing.
I returned to Beijing to give the antidote to Bei Zhenting and to take Bei Zhenting home.
Luo Yao is determined to return to Beijing, but Bei Zhenting will not allow it. However, the secret guards cannot stop Luo Yao. In the end, Bei Zhenting can only order the secret guards to protect Luo Yao back to Beijing.
The epidemic situation in Xizhou gradually improved, and it was the end of August when Yao set out on his journey home from the northwest.
As September approaches, many crops in the fields are ready for harvest. The sorghum ears are turning golden, the corn husks are turning yellow, and the soybeans are ready for harvest.
On the way back to Beijing, the mountains and fields we passed through were full of people busy harvesting.
After the sun sets, the village on the mountainside is peaceful. Smoke rises from the roofs of every household. The men who have been chopping wood and hunting in the mountains, and the farmers who have been working hard in the fields, are now on their way home.
What a peaceful scene! Luo Yao sighed in his heart as he looked at the scene below the mountain.
Along the way, he witnessed so much peace and tranquility, and these beautiful scenes gradually diluted the anger in his heart, making him calm and profound. However, the calmer he became, the stronger the feeling of emptiness in his heart became.
He slept in the open air, cooked by firewood, and ate pheasants and pancakes for a whole month. Even though they were high-end dishes prepared by chef Zhang Huao himself, Luo Yao found them tasteless.
After dark, a few scattered households lit candles. Luo Yao curled up on the grass, gazing at the warm lights, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart.
He slept here in the open air, using grass for mats and the sky for blankets. His family was scattered across the world, some separated by the Yin and Yang, some even no longer in this world. He hadn't seen his loved ones in this world for over a year. Now, his loved ones were imprisoned, poisoned, and he didn't know if they were safe... His own future was also a fog...
Will he have the chance to see the scenery along the way again?
Luo Yao turned over and lay flat, looking up at the vast starry sky, his heart filled with endless thoughts.
A breeze blew by, and the wild grass swayed gently, as if to comfort him. The wild grass gently caressed his forehead, and the breeze whispered in his ears. Luo Yao closed his eyes and let the tears slide from the corners of his eyes.
We will go to Beijing tomorrow.
What will be waiting for him?
At dawn the next day, the group gathered and continued on their journey. At the end of the morning hour, Luo Yao and his group arrived at a wild hill two miles away from Zhuchengmen.
The situation in the capital was still unknown, so they could not rush into the capital. Luo Yao and his party stopped at the foot of the mountain, found a secret place to rest, and waited for Li Qingyun's letter.
Luo Yao, accompanied by Li Xian, Xiao Qi and Xiao Liu, went up the mountain to worship Qing'er.
Two years later, when I climbed up this wild hill again, Qing'er's grave was covered with weeds.
New leaves and dead branches are intertwined, which is different from that time. In September, golden wild chrysanthemums are clustered together, blooming in clusters, covering the ground.
Luo Yao didn't say anything. He silently cleared the dead branches on the grave and trimmed the weeds on the grave.
Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi wanted to help but were stopped by Li Xian.
Qing'er's grave was very small, and Luo Yao cleaned it up in a short while.
After cleaning up, Luo Yao took the Xingchen cosmetics handed to him by Li Xian.
A complete set of cosmetics was placed in front of the grave, and Luo Yao stood in front of the grave for a long time.
The distant mountains are far away in the sky, and the sun rises from there, shining warmly. The wind blows, and the golden wild chrysanthemums flutter in the wind.
Luo Yao composed himself, turned around to look at the distant mountains, and called everyone to go down the mountain.
The guards and secret guards who were resting at the foot of the mountain stood up when they saw Luo Yao coming back.
"Has the news arrived?" Luo Yao asked.
The crowd shook their heads.
A secret guard ran out of the woods in a panic, holding a gray pigeon in his hand, shouting as he ran: "I received the letter! The letter is here!"
When Li Xian saw the pigeon in the secret guard's hand, he was horrified, flew up and slapped the secret guard on the forehead.
"Who told you to catch it? How dare you touch my little gray!"
The secret guard covered his face and scratched his head in confusion.
Luo Yao walked over and saw Li Xian reading a letter.
"Any news? Why is Xiao Hui delivering the message?"
Li Xian handed the letter to Luo Yao, "Young Master, the letter says that people can only enter and not leave the palace now, and Li Qingyun can't contact us at all. This letter was sent by the old man from the Beggar Gang."
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