Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 50 There is no escape from death

The carriage stopped at the gate of the official post station.

When the servants in the post station heard the sound of horse hooves, they quickly came out, bowing and apologizing.

"I'm sorry, but the inn is full and we are temporarily unable to accommodate you. Please go somewhere else."

The official post station usually only receives people from the government, but occasionally it also receives famous families passing by. Although the two men riding on horseback at this time were not wearing official uniforms, one could tell from their demeanor that they must be from famous families and must not be offended.

Cha Bingliang got off the carriage and talked to the servant with a smile.

"I see your inn is quite big, how come it's full? There are only six of us here, so we don't need more, four rooms will do. Please be accommodating and give us some convenience."

After saying that, he handed over a small string of copper coins.

The servant quickly refused: "Don't be like this, this is not about money, and I'm not deliberately making things difficult for you, the government post is really full."

Seeing that Cha Bingliang still didn't believe it, the servant pulled him two steps to the side and spoke in a low voice.

"I'll tell you the truth. Recently, a distinguished person came to our official inn. He came from Chang'an, and he is the chief of the Inner Guard Bureau. He is a favorite of the Saint! As soon as he came here, he booked the entire official inn. Now, all the people living in the official inn are from the Inner Guard Bureau. No one else will be received."

The servant felt that he had made his point so clearly that the other party should leave obediently.

But Cha Bingliang took out another item, which was a small and exquisite mutton-fat jade token.

He stuffed the jade token into the servant's hand.

The servant refused to take it: "I've already said, this is not about money, take it back quickly and don't embarrass me anymore..."

Cha Bingliang interrupted him and said, "This jade token is not for you. My son has some friendship with the Grand Chamberlain. Please give this jade token to the Grand Chamberlain. He will let us in after seeing the jade token."

Hearing this, the servant paused.

He looked at the two gentlemen on horseback not far away, then looked at the jade token that was forced into his hand, and asked doubtfully.

"Does your son really know the Grand Lord? Are you lying to me?"

Cha Bingliang smiled again: "Just go and see the chief, we will wait here."

With the mentality of preferring to believe it to be true rather than not, the servant turned around and ran into the official post station, holding the jade token in both hands.

But he came back in a moment.

He returned the jade token with both hands, his attitude becoming even more respectful and careful.

"The Grand Chamberlain sent a message, asking Master Li to come to the official post to see him."

Xiao Wang and Li Chengge dismounted, and Cha Bingliang put away the jade token. The three of them entered the official post house through the main gate. The servant took over the reins and drove the carriage with Uncle Jiu through the back door. The horses and carriage were parked in the stable in the backyard, while Yan Ciwan, Chaolu and Uncle Jiu were led to the west yard by the servant.

Along the way, they met many people, including the hurried clerks at the post station and the guards who were responsible for patrolling back and forth.

Every time she passed by them, Chaolu couldn't help holding her breath and subconsciously lowered her head, afraid of being recognized.

Fortunately, Cha Bingliang's makeup skills were very impressive, and no one in the official post recognized them.

There are quite a few guest rooms in the west courtyard. Originally, many eunuchs lived here. In order to make room for Xiao Wang and Li Chengge and his party, the chief of the pavilion asked all the eunuchs to move elsewhere.

Now the entire west courtyard is vacant, reserved for Xiao Wang, Li Chengge and his group to live in.

Yan Ciwan and Chaolu were arranged to stay in the same guest room. Uncle Jiu told them, "Rest well here and don't run around. If you need anything, just call me. I'll live next door to you."

Yan Ciwan and Chaolu nodded at the same time, indicating that they understood.

Uncle Jiu put their bags on a chair and was about to leave, but Yan Ciwan called out to him.

"May I ask who is Li Sanlang? Why does he know the chief of the Inner Guard?"

Although Chaolu didn't say anything, her eyes were full of curiosity, indicating that she also cared about this matter.

Uncle Jiu lowered his head slightly, avoiding the other party's gaze, and said: "I am just a servant, I dare not speak nonsense about the master's affairs. If you two ladies want to know the answer, you can wait for Li Sanlang to come back and ask him in person."

Yan Ciwan had no choice but to order: "When Xiao Liulang and Li Sanlang come back, please notify us."

"it is good."

Yan Ciwan suddenly changed the subject: "The last time I hurt you, I was impulsive. I thought you were going to hurt me, so I attacked you to protect myself. I'm sorry, are you seriously injured? Have you seen a doctor?"

Uncle Jiu recalled the time when she hit him on the back of his neck. Even though two days had passed, he still felt a dull pain in the back of his neck. The girl in front of him looked weak, but her strength was incredibly great.

"It was just a beating, nothing serious. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, there is no need to talk about the past."

As Xiao Wang was poisoned by Luoxianweng, only the descendants of the Ning family's patriarch could help him detoxify. Uncle Jiu was one of the people who knew about this.

The person in front of him was related to Xiao Wang's life and death, so Uncle Jiu did not dare to neglect him and was extremely respectful.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the two of them had no other instructions, Uncle Jiu left.

The door was closed quietly, leaving only Yan Ciwan and Chaolu in the room.

Chaolu asked curiously: "Have you fought with Uncle Jiu before? Could it be that he…"

"He didn't hurt me. I mistakenly thought he was going to harm me, so I hurt him in a hurry." Yan Ciwan explained.

Chaolu looked her up and down, her little face full of disbelief.

"You can hurt him? Impossible?"

No matter how you look at it, Yan Ci Wan is just a frail little girl, while Uncle Jiu is tall and strong, but in terms of body size, Yan Ci Wan can never be Uncle Jiu's opponent.

Yan Ciwan did not go into any trouble to explain the fact that she possessed martial arts skills. She sat down in a chair, poured out two qi-replenishing and blood-tonifying pills from the medicine bottle she carried with her, and swallowed the pills with the cold water on the table.

Then she leaned back, closed her eyes, and rested while thinking about her next plan.

Chaolu also sat down.

She took out an amulet from her purse, which her mother Liu had specially asked for for her, and she had always carried it with her.

Looking at the amulet at this moment, her heart was filled with longing and worry for her mother.

"I wonder how my mother is doing now?"

Yan Ci Wan recalled the strange dream that could predict the future.

According to the dream, Mrs. Liu will die of illness tomorrow.

Originally, she wanted Liu to leave the court to avoid death, but the court suddenly announced that Liu was ill.

This not only destroyed Yan Ciwan's plan, but also brought reality one step closer to the ending predicted in the dream.

Everything is moving in the established direction.

Is it true that the future cannot be changed? Are Zhaolu and Liu destined to die?

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(End of this chapter)