Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

There were blasts of firecrackers and loud gongs and drums. The scene that the officials had imagined turned out to be exactly what it was: a storm all over the city, with thunder and lightning roaring.

The waves on the river were surging, and the fishermen had returned, but this large official ship was still stationed by the river.

The unfamiliar officials hid under umbrellas, all smiling.

"It is indeed not appropriate to enter the city at this time. The rain is too heavy and it would be bad for the Imperial Envoy to get wet."

"Yes, yes, we are fine. The Imperial Envoy cannot suffer. Let's wait until the rain stops."

The officials were talking to each other one after another, and even though the imperial envoy was not around, their fawning attitude was still displayed to the fullest.

Jiangnan Governor Xue Qing echoed the suggestion, but he was worried in his heart. Who knew if the young imperial envoy was really on the ship? He might be enjoying himself in a garden in Suzhou City at the moment, laughing at these empty-handed officials.

"My lords, thank you for your trouble today." The leader of the imperial guards said loudly.

One official replied: "We will not go back. We will stay in the shed until the rain stops and the sky clears, then we will go into the city with the imperial envoy."

"Well, that's right."

"That makes sense."

This statement received a unanimous response from all the officials. The cunning and experienced officials from the south of the Yangtze River were always working harder than ever in flattery.

When the commander of the imperial guards heard this, his expression suddenly turned grim. No matter what, no one on the boat should get off today, because if they wanted to get off, they had to get on first.

Just as he was thinking of an excuse to prevaricate, Xue Qing, the governor of Jiangnan, who looked even worse than him, said, "Everyone, please leave. In my opinion, the rain will not stop today. It is useless to wait. The Imperial Envoy understands and does not want to see us suffer. It is better to welcome the Imperial Envoy into the city tomorrow according to the etiquette."

Once these words were spoken, the officials had no choice but to listen. After some more polite words were said, they got into their carriages and returned home to avoid the rain.

On a rainy day in Suzhou City, pedestrians were almost exhausted, but a woman wearing a bamboo hat was carefully avoiding the rain, and her behavior was no different from that of ordinary people.

But when it fell on the periphery, it unknowingly attracted the attention in the dark.

The Supervisory Commission has spies all over the world, and the secret agents who have been stationed in Jiangnan for ten years can always detect subtle changes that are different from usual.

The moment the woman emerged from the complicated streets and alleys in the west of the city, the spies had already locked onto her.

They subconsciously knew that people who could live in the alleys always had big secrets, which was why they chose such a secret place to hide their whereabouts.

As expected, the spies' early arrangements finally paid off.

The next scene will not be a chase, but a regular scene of gradually encircling and hunting, driving the prey into the net step by step.

In the manor by the West Lake, under the rain curtain on the eaves, Lin Ruo sat on the armchair, drinking tea leisurely and waiting for the news to be delivered.

"You hurt the eldest senior brother?" Shisan Wang heard the news from somewhere and came up to ask.

After two days of recuperation, his injuries, which were not serious to begin with, were almost healed.

"He is indeed injured, but it wasn't me who did it." Lin Ruo said indifferently.

"But the assassin that day?"

Lin Ruo stared at him and said coldly, "It doesn't matter if it is or not. We will know everything when we return to Dongyi City. Anyway, it is all arranged by the Sword Saint. I am just a fish in his bowl." "If you dare to use your disciples to test others, you must accept the death of others. Besides, you are only injured, not dead. Although my people have surrounded the courtyard, they have no intention of rushing in to kill them."

Wang Shisanlang understood the meaning behind the words and finally relaxed his anxiety over his senior brother. He said respectfully, "My words just now were abrupt and offended Mr. Lin. Please forgive me."

"Did I offend you?" Lin Ruo asked unconsciously, and then answered himself, smiling, "Yes, I did offend you. Master Sword Saint asked you to stay with me and cultivate your temper, not to learn to throw tantrums like a child."

Wang Shisanlang knew that he had been rude before, so he did not dare to do anything else. He could only humbly say, "Since Mr. Lin has got the things, please let my senior brother go."

"How can we talk about taking things when we haven't even entered the door?" Lin Ruo shook his head and sipped his tea. "Yun Zhilan is not a fool. He is willing to use himself as bait."

"It's just that the door of the Ming family, no matter if it's him or her smart female apprentice, no one can step in."

Shisan Wang was helpless: "Mr. Qian, take it if you want. It won't do any harm to our Dongyi City."

"Your master told you?"

Shisan Wang nodded: "My master told me everything the day I left Jianlu, otherwise I wouldn't have made the trip to Jiangnan."

"Does Yun Zhilan know?" Lin Ruo continued to ask.

"Big Brother should also know about the plan of Master and Mr. Lin, but Big Brother believes that maintaining the previous situation is beneficial rather than harmful, so he decided to go to Jiangnan at the instruction of Master." Wang Shisanlang explained.

"The princess has indeed been too kind and tolerant to your Dongyi City. If I were a Dongyi person, I would not be willing to change my profession." Lin Ruo said, and then smiled:
"It's a pity that I am not from Dongyi City."

Thinking of certain things in the future, Lin Ruo said with emotion: "Get rid of the madman as soon as possible, so that your master will not have a bad end in the future. After all, all gifts need to be paid for at a corresponding price."

"This is not a curse on you and the master. This is the truth." Lin Ruo added to avoid Wang Shisanlang misunderstanding.

Listening to Lin Ruo's words, Shisan Wang was confused and didn't know how to respond. After a while, he said, "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for reminding me."

The rain was pouring down, and someone came into the garden. It was Zong Zhui, who had completed his mission. He was holding a wrinkled letter in his hand.

"Sir, we have got the stuff, and the people have been sent to reunite with the disciples of Jianlu as ordered." Zong Zhui presented the letter with both hands.

After taking a sip of tea leisurely, Lin Ruo opened the envelope in front of Wang Shisanlang and took out the bill of exchange and the letter that was already inside.

Lin Ruo took a quick look and couldn't help but asked curiously, "I wonder how much silver it can be exchanged for."

"There should be some disdain for two hundred thousand taels. Since Dongyi City wants to help the Ming family, it obviously can't be a small amount." Zong Zhui guessed.

Neither of them understood the specific contents of the letter, nor did they take a second look at the bill of exchange.

Wang Shisanlang pretended not to hear.

Lin Ruo handed over all the things and said, "I'll trouble you, the thirteenth disciple of Jianlu, to take the silver."

Wang Shisanlang was a little hesitant, but when he thought that since his master had sent him here, he should help the other side, he gritted his teeth and took the letter.

The shopkeepers of Taiping Money Houses all over the world were all from Dongyi City without exception. When the thirteen disciples of Jianlu came to their doors with their receipts, there was no reason for them not to pay.

(End of this chapter)