Tibetan Sea Pearl

When Su Yue was looking for Ren Yazi wearing a veiled hat, Su Qing went to Huaiyuan Station in the scorching sun. To show his respect, he didn't even wear a bamboo hat to shade him.

Huaiyuan Station is affiliated to Shibosi, and it is the place where Shibosi receives tribute envoys who come to pay tribute. When there is no tribute, Huaiyuan Station is different from other post stations. It does not serve as a place to stay, and it looks quiet.

The concierge who was dozing off at the door was awakened by the knock on the door, sullenly, "Why are you here again?"

Su Qing leaned over to salute, and took out her name card from her arms.

The concierge didn't even take a look, "I told you, Yicheng is not here, not here." He said he was not there several times, and impatiently pushed someone out with a name card.

Su Qing was not annoyed, and smiled gently, like a spring breeze, "Master Yicheng has gone out, so I will wait for him here, and wait for him to come back."

Master Yicheng didn't go out at all, he was avoiding him.

The concierge lost his drink money last night and was in a bad mood, oops twice, "You've been here three times, why don't you give up?" He turned around and was about to slam the door, "Wait, wait, don't delay our work .”

In the past few days, there were no tribute boats coming to Huaiyuan Station, the days of the station were quiet, the noise disturbed the whole station, many people were looking around, a black and thin postman came out with his shirt on his bare arms to watch the excitement.

When he ran to the door, he yelled that it was not good, and he didn't care about putting on his clothes, so he turned around and ran back.

Su Qing recognized the black and thin postman as Master Yicheng's servant, and hurriedly called him from behind, "Don't run away."

The postman seemed to be incapable of seeing anyone, so he covered his face with his sleeve and said in a secretive way, "My lord, our lord is seeing a guest, so it's inconvenient to see you, please go back."

The concierge rolled his eyes at the person, talked so much with an irrelevant person, and told him whether he was there or not.

Su Qing laughed when she heard this, "I'm not looking for you adults, I'm looking for you."

Looking for him?The postman hesitated for a moment, and there was nothing good to do with him, so he covered his face with his sleeves and ran back.

The young man in front of me has been here three times, and every time he comes back, he sticks like a dog's skin plaster, and he can't get rid of it even if he wants to shake it off. It's really annoying.

The postman rushed to the small hall where the postman received guests. The wooden door of the small hall was closed tightly, and the voices of whispers inside came from the closed doors and windows.I don't know what kind of guest Yicheng met today, the doors and windows were closed, and the servants retreated, looking mysterious.

The postman muttered twice, so he had to wait outside.

Fortunately, after waiting for a long time, the wooden door of the small hall creaked open, and Yi Cheng personally sent the guests out. Yi Cheng was an old man in his fifties, with a respectful attitude and a warm smile. Such a Yi Cheng was rarely seen. I wanted to come The guest I met today is not ordinary, it is really a distinguished guest.

"Master Yi Cheng, please stay." The guest, with broad shoulders and a broad back, was tall and tall, and bid farewell to Yi Cheng.

The old Yi Cheng chuckled, and didn't insist on seeing him off any longer. He sent the man to the courtyard in front of the small hall, and then turned back.

"My lord." The postman appeared out of nowhere, and the postman was so frightened that he was distracted.

The old Yicheng scolded with a dark face, "I have something to say."

"That son is here again." The postman pointed in the direction of the gate.

The old Yicheng continued to walk slowly in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, "This young master is really unyielding."

Don't underestimate these merchants, in order to get some lucrative money from him, he has seen a lot of coaxing, gold and silver bribes/bribes over the years.

"What should we do?" asked the postman, "Send the man away."

"Don't send me away, he will leave naturally when it gets dark." The old Yicheng walked through the long courtyard, "Could it be possible to spend the night here?"

The post soldier rubbed the back of his head, thinking about it, he felt that what Master Yi Cheng said made sense, the post station doesn't care about food or housing, and when it gets dark, this young master will retreat in spite of the difficulties.

The postman didn't wait for the young master who retreated despite the difficulties, but waited for a group of companions who scattered like birds and beasts and scattered to escape.

"What happened?" the postman asked, grabbing a companion.

The companion took a breath, and supported the postman's shoulders, "Our distinguished guest at the post station calls Mr. Su outside like a brother."

The old Yicheng had just walked through the courtyard, stood under the porch of the small hall, turned around, "Nonsense!"

The distinguished guest is the magistrate, Mr. Su is just a small businessman, and Mr. Su is worthy of being compared with the magistrate, not even worthy of carrying shoes.

"We have all seen it." The companion pointed to the other postmen.

The postmen nodded in unison, discussing the scene just now.

Their distinguished guest bid farewell, just as they walked to the gate, they met Mr. Su who was not forgiving. To their great surprise, the distinguished guest stepped forward and patted Mr. Su on the shoulder.

"Did they make things difficult for you?"

In the end, the distinguished guest said this in a strange way.

The deep meaning in it is self-evident, the relationship between the two can be seen to be unusual, the distinguished guest looked over with a pair of dark eyes, his eyes were like knives.

Fortunately, Mr. Su is not the kind of person who makes small reports, he is a gentleman, he shook his head repeatedly and said no.

The old Yicheng had worked in the post all his life, and he had never seen any kind of people or things. His face was extremely calm, and he was thinking carefully about the origin and family background of this Mr. Su, which is unusual.

"Ah Gui, come here." The old postman beckoned to the black and thin postman who was tall and thin like a bamboo pole.

The one named Agui immediately ran over.

"Go and check the family background of Mr. Su." Yicheng ordered slowly.

If there is any difficulty in investigating the family background of a young man whose family is in the city, Agui took the order and left quickly.

The old Yicheng didn't see Mr. Su.

Su Qing waited until it was dark, and at dusk, the restaurants and shops in the city were lit up with lights, shining like a river of stars, like a city that never sleeps.

"Young master, go back." The porter fell asleep, and slept until dark, opened his eyes and came over to chase him away, "If you don't go, I can't close the door, I'm still waiting to close the door and go back to draw cards."

No matter what, I have to win back the wine money I lost last night.

Su Qing saluted and said goodbye with a smile, "I won't hinder you, I'm leaving now."

The concierge smiled and shook his head, went back and closed the door, so what about the distinguished guests, the old Yicheng is still the same.

It was the fourth time that Su Qing returned without success, and the old postman was still missing. It would be a lie to say that he was not in a depressed mood.

Back at Su's house, Su Qing was drinking alone in the room. The position of the old postman seemed insignificant, not even a rank, but he was in charge of the entire Huaiyuan post, and all the goods for tribute envoys and merchants were under his control.

It's hard to get a share of the pie from the old Yi Cheng.

Su Qing pours and drinks by himself, everything is difficult at the beginning, he has also tasted the bitterness of it these days, it is really like what Su Yue said, running around and breaking his legs.

Su Qing smiled bitterly, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.