Nanjiang County is a border town sandwiched between Chu and Shu territories.

  Because the iron money used in Chu State cannot circulate in other regions, merchants coming and going can only exchange a large amount of tea and silk to take out of the border, so this county town is as prosperous as the capital.

  Huajou, who had never left the village before, was stunned by everything she saw as soon as she entered Nanchuan County.

  The magnificent and exquisite pavilions stand tall and majestic; the bustling market is filled with shouts of hawkers, full of energy and vitality; people dressed in fine clothes come and go, engaged in lively discussions.

  It turns out that places outside the village are so dazzling and colorful!

  Hua Rong was amazed but also perplexed: Mother said the outside world is terrifying and cruel, but this obviously looks... quite good! What's terrifying? What's cruel?

  "Red bean cake! Freshly steamed red bean cake! So fragrant and delicious!"

  Upon hearing the food, Hua Rou, who had barely managed to fill her stomach for half a month, suddenly felt hungry, with saliva dripping from her mouth. She followed the sound and asked the price, paid the money, and held up a fresh and hot date cake, taking a big bite as soon as she opened her mouth.

  "Ah yo yo......" The sticky rice cake was both hot and sticky, one bite made Hua Rou's upper jaw stick together, the heat made her cry out uncontrollably, yet she couldn't bear to spit it out, instantly tears welled up in her eyes.

  "Hey! Miss! You gotta eat slowly! Can't rush it!" The vendor kindly reminded, Hua Rou nodded in response with a cry and a smile - not that she didn't want to eat slowly, but she was just too hungry.

  Hua Ruo Zhang opened her big mouth, tilted her head back and took several deep breaths of cold air before she finally caught her breath.

  The jujube cake wasn't big, and eating it slowly was just a matter of a few mouthfuls. After licking the last bit of residue off her fingertips, Hua Rou gently patted her purse, giving up on the idea of buying another one.

  One piece of iron money is not expensive, but her money is limited. Before finding a way out, she must save money, so she still eats some substantial food to fill her stomach.

  However, the way out...

  Hua Rou felt somewhat bewildered.

  "Hu hats are all the rage! Favorites of high-ranking officials and nobles, every aristocratic lady in Dongdu City has one!"

  The shouting in front of the wine house door attracted a crowd of people rushing over, and Hua Rou was also curious to join them.

  A hat, in various shapes and five colors, adorned with pearl strings, tied with tassels, and inserted with feathers. It was so beautiful that Hua Rong couldn't help but pick one up and put it on her head. She didn't notice at all that a hand was reaching towards the purse at her waist.

  "Slap!" A cloud-shaped slap landed swiftly on the thief's hand that had just touched the wallet.

  "Ah!" A pained cry made Hua Rou turn around in surprise, and she saw the man beside her clutching his finger, his face red and twisted.

  "What's wrong?" Hua Rou asked with concern, but the man glared at her fiercely, turned around and ran away hastily.

  Hua Rou's face was inexplicable, but she noticed the white cloud on the ground, curiously picked it up, and looked at it in the sunlight, sparkling and transparent.

  This round stone is really white!

  "Young man, we've had rules from the start. Only after ten rounds can there be a winner, and now... you're already one round short."

  In the elegant room on the second floor of the wine building, the old man reminded with a smile.

  The man standing in front of the window picked up a cloud again, looking at the girl downstairs who was holding a cloud and gazing up at the sky, his voice flat and cold: "It doesn't matter."

  The old man heard this and unceremoniously placed a black piece, the man turned his head and glanced at the chessboard, then dropped a white cloud piece.

  The old man's face changed suddenly, and he put down another piece. The man didn't think twice and put down another piece. The old man hesitated, stroking his beard for a while before putting down another piece.

  The young man looked at the old man with a hint of disappointment, picked up Yunzi and put it down, his voice cool: "Broken".

  The old man glared and said, "No way!"

  The old man confidently picked up a cloud son, observing the situation, while the man turned his head - this game of chess was over for him.

  He glanced at the people coming and going on the street, noticing that the girl who had tried on hats was now sitting in front of a wonton stall, devouring wontons with her head down.

  The man's eyebrows slightly furrowed: This eating appearance... is too ugly.

  The old man held onto Yunzi, unable to let go, and sweat continuously dripped from his forehead.

  At last, a drop of sweat fell on the chessboard. The old man helplessly dropped his hand and said, "It seems that we have not yet reached the end of the road, but every step is difficult. You win."

  The old man dropped the cloud-shaped ornament from his hand, took out a brocade pouch from his bosom, stroked it reluctantly, and handed it over: "It's yours now."

  The man didn't turn around, he just raised his hand and waved it, the middle-aged attendant standing behind him stepped forward: "You can keep it! My master is not interested in it."

  In the room, another young attendant opened the door of the room and pointed outside.

  The old man was taken aback, but a grateful expression rose to his face. He immediately put away the things and stood up to bow: "Thank you, young master! Since that's the case, I won't disturb your noble pleasure anymore! Today's tea and wine will be treated by me with a humble face."

  The man didn't even bother, and the middle-aged attendant coldly said, "No escort."

  The old man left, and the young attendant closed the door and muttered to himself: "This is also called a Zhen Rong Bureau? The master used three moves to trap him to death..."

  At this time, the man turned his head and no longer looked at the street downstairs, but instead picked up the tea by his hand, slowly brought it to his mouth and drank it, then hooked his finger.

  The middle-aged attendant coughed and a figure flipped into the room from outside the window.

  "Brother Feiyun!" The young attendant's eyes sparkled with excitement as he called out, and Feiyun nodded slightly at him before leaning in close to the man to report in a low voice.

  "As you expected, young master, the troops from South River have been secretly deployed and hidden in ambush within the city walls. Every place the procession will pass through has heavily armed soldiers disguised as civilians."

  The middle-aged attendant and the young attendant exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth and tightened their grip on the swords at their waists.

  "How can he treat Grandfather like this?" The young attendant couldn't help but mutter under his breath: "If it weren't for Grandfather helping him..."

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