Tibetan Sea Pearl

"We're going to the capital soon." The old servant shouted from behind the line. "I remember that there is a tavern ahead. Their fruit wine is delicious. After passing the tavern, you can enter the city soon."

As soon as the words fell, the guards booed one after another, shouting loudly, "Abbe, you have to treat us to drink fruit wine when we arrive at the tavern."

"Abbot, you haven't been to the capital for so many years. I don't know if the tavern is still there?"

"Abbe, the tavern is not here, let's go to the best restaurant in the capital to drink."

These guards have been with him for many years, and the guards spoke one by one, and the old servant was neither angry nor annoyed, "What am I afraid of, Ah Song's gold necklace is here, I invite you today."

Nan Song's riding skills are the best among this group of people. He was riding at the front, and when he heard someone calling his name, he turned around and said, "Abo, can you do it? If you can't, stop."

The horse raced all the way, day and night, the old servant had never run so far, half his life was almost lost.

"You little bastards, you will die if you run your horse." The old servant was angrily, not to be outdone, he raised his whip and tried his best to keep up.

Nansong and the guards laughed and deliberately slowed down to let the old servant follow.

Sure enough, I saw a corner of the tavern's flag waving in the wind.

"There really is a tavern." Everyone was overjoyed, and rushed towards the flying flag.

Nan Song sat down in the corner with the guards, and the old servant came forward to ask the waiter for fruit wine.

"Guest officer, it's still you who know the goods. Our store's fruit wine is famous far and wide." The shop waiter stepped forward and greeted warmly.

As soon as the voice fell, the guests at other tables were discussing something, whispering to each other, and the voices were mixed.

"A dozen or so villagers who came out of nowhere walked all the way to Shuntian Mansion. When those villagers arrived in Shuntian Mansion, they beat drums to complain and sued Princess Ancheng."

"What did Princess Ancheng do?"

After Princess Ancheng married the Marquis of Xining, she lived in seclusion. When it came to this low-key Princess Ancheng, everyone had no impression. The first thing that came to mind was that some time ago, the Marquis of Xining got married, and the second son of Marquis of Xining married Guangzhou. The eldest lady of the Zhou family has red makeup for ten miles, and the dowry stretches for dozens of miles.

Thinking of the grand occasion of Marquis Xining's marriage, everyone can vividly remember it. The prince and prince gave congratulatory gifts, and countless princes and grandchildren attended.

The speaker smiled and became more interested, "The villagers sued Princess Ancheng for bullying the villagers' land."

The rest of the people spoke louder and laughed loudly, "Now the Xining Hou Mansion is lively. I just married my daughter-in-law a while ago, and now it's beautiful again."

"Now there's something exciting to watch."

There is a lot of noise all around, how beautiful it was before, how many people want to see the excitement of Xining Hou Mansion now.

The tavern opened beside the boulevard, and it was filled with people in no time, full of accents from all over the world.

The old servant stood silently behind the crowd, listened for a while, and got a general idea of ​​what happened.

Those villagers who claimed to be from Baoding entered the city among the crowd, and beat drums at the gate of Shuntian Mansion in broad daylight to cry out their grievances. When the governor of Shuntian Mansion arrived, they couldn't stop them.

The villagers cried out in the street that Princess Ancheng seized 20 mu of fertile land by force ten years ago.

20 mu is not a small number.

After listening, the old servant had another question in his mind, why did the incident ten years ago happen now?

The old servant thought about it until a gaze came from the corner. The old servant withdrew his gaze and returned to his seat.

The surrounding area was bustling, and the corner was quiet, but the guards were all listening. Princess Ancheng, where did they hear about princesses and princes in the south?

It's just that why does this matter involve the formation envoy?

Seeing that the old man came back, Nan Song lowered his voice and asked, "Do you want to tell the young master about this?"

He remembered that the young master had friendship with Xining Hou Shizi.

The old servant nodded, "The young master said that there are no big or small details. As for whether the news is useful or not, let the young master decide. Let's do our own thing."

I sigh in my heart that the capital is different from the south, the south is still too far away, the news is blocked, and when the news spreads, many things have become a foregone conclusion.

After drinking and eating, in the woods, Nansong was lying on his horse's back, with a pen in his mouth, laying out a white paper, and was about to write a letter to the young master. The guard standing next to him was holding an inkstone in one hand and grinding ink in the other.

The old servant came over to watch Nan Song write the letter, "A Song, please write well."

I was busy all the way, and nothing new happened on the way. I haven't written to the young master for a long time. I have a lot of things to say to the young master, and I have to write them carefully.

With a swipe of Nan Song's pen, he wrote eloquently and filled a whole page.

"Our Asong's handwriting is getting better and better." Even though the handwriting is unsightly, the old servant still boasted.

Nan Song smiled subconsciously. After writing the letter, a guard immediately stepped forward to dry the letter and stuff it into an envelope. Another guard took the sealed letter and rushed to find someone to send it out.