The east and west cities in Chang'an City, originally there was no distinction between superior and inferior, they were all places where people bought or sold goods, all kinds of shops were classified into categories, for people to choose, but since the east of the city gradually gathered powerful elites, forming a gathering effect, the east market located in the east of the city has become a distribution center for luxury goods, the jade, jewelry, fur and horses of Mobei in the Western Regions, the curiosities and spices on the sea have been transported here by various merchants, and then sold to the Gaomen Courtyard and the powerful people.

The corresponding West Market has gradually turned into a commoner bazaar, with firewood, rice, oil, salt, household daily necessities, mules, horses, cattle and sheep, and even human slaves, all filling this huge market with a radius of nearly a mile, providing most of the materials for nearly 400,000 residents in the city, and its importance is self-evident.

Of course, the smell inside is not very good, when the convoy came to the entrance of the West Market, the man led by the man looked at the chaotic appearance inside, and his face was a little not very good-looking, it is no wonder, as the steward of Mrs. Qiu's house, what kind of things have not been seen, where will you get used to such a scene?

"Go, tell the Hu people to send the goods out, don't be fresh."

As a last resort, things have to be kept an eye on, so I can only retreat to the second, let the people in the house go in, and I have to buy it every day, except for the first time, I have to choose it personally, and the rest of the people do it.

Fortunately, after only waiting for a while, the people in the house and the Turkic man walked out, and the latter did not carry the goods he wanted, which could not help but be a little strange.

"Your nobleman forgives your sins, today somehow, all the prepared live sheep are sick, and the diarrhea is not stopped, such a villain will never dare to offer to your house."

"Out of stock?" The steward was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "You want to make a certain person unable to pay the errand, and you still want to open a store in this city?" ”

"The villain doesn't dare to do this, the goods are already on the way, but they need to arrive later."

"How long will it take?"

"An hour at most." The Turkic man kept explaining, and the steward thought for a moment and shook his head.

"I can't wait that long, do you still sell this sheep elsewhere?"

"That's the villain's exclusive secret method, there is no other semicolon in the city, at least in this West Market, the villain has never heard of it."

The steward said helplessly: "Can't wait, can you guarantee that the goods will enter the city after an hour?" ”

"The villain can guarantee that every day is delivered at this hour, and there has never been a mistake."

"I believe you once, your goods have arrived, and they will be sent directly to the back door of the Quchifang Courtyard, and someone will pick them up."

"The villain must be delivered on time."

The steward returned the same way with the convoy, and the Turkic man looked at their backs, and couldn't help wiping the sweat on his head.

An hour and a half later, two men dressed as Turkic herdsmen, driving two sheep, came to Quchifang, where Chen Jin, who was sitting on the side of the street, secretly exchanged a look with them, and got a sign that everything was going well.

When they came to the backyard and knocked on the door to explain their intentions, the steward who had received the news hurried and looked up and down.

"Didn't your owner send it himself?"

"The sheep was sick before, and our owner went to seek medical treatment, for fear of delaying the affairs of the nobles, so that the villains hurriedly sent the goods, and the owner said, this time the time was missed, and it should be regarded as filial piety to your house."

"What kind of family is this mansion, will you lose a sheep's money?" The steward scoffed: "There is no problem with this goods, if you get sick, it will be a big deal." ”

"Don't worry, you can rest assured, this is directly from the sheepfold, and has never been in contact with a sick sheep, please see how alive it is."

The steward looked at the sheep, it was indeed very strong, not like a sick sheep, and there was no other way at this moment, but to accept it first, hand over the sheep money to the two, send them out, and never let the two enter the house.

The two exited the courtyard and met Liu Ji in a secluded place outside Quchifang.

"How's it going, the sheep are in?"

"They took it, and there was no suspicion."

"How long does it take for the drug to take effect? Will it be too early. ”

"This kind of sheep needs to be salted at least two hours in advance, and today we are so late, they can't eat it at noon anyway, and it is very likely that it will be evening, maybe even later."

"Well done, you have already shown your face, as soon as this matter is over, you will go out of the city and help me do another thing, and go to Fanyang City."

"Subordinates obey."

After they left, Liu Ji slowly found a wine shop, drank wine, and waited, until it was getting dark and the owner was about to close the shop, then he paid the money and left, and walked to the door not far away.

The main building of the Lady of the Kingdom Courtyard is brightly lit whether the owner is present or not, because those who serve here know that their master does not like to be black, nor does he like to see it.

The location of the main building is very superior, from the window upstairs, you can see the scenery of the whole Qujiang Pond, even at night, the lights of the houses around the pool are also very bright, the pool water is illuminated by the lights, emitting a sparkling light, and there are faint some sounds of silk and bamboo.

Standing in front of the window on the second floor, Yan Zhuang's face was darker than the water in the pool, so many days have passed, and the people sent out have not heard back, and there is no news about success or not, such a thing has never happened, how can he not be anxious.

Three hundred dragged down the river, led by the most trusted henchman of the county king, took a man and a woman with a baby, he never thought that he would fail, could it be that he lost his trace?

But the problem is that no matter what happens, someone must be sent back to report the news, this is an appointment in advance, Tian Qian is really not a barbarian, he is not only literate, but also has read books, how can such a situation occur.

The most troublesome thing is that he doesn't know where they are at the moment, so he can't talk about follow-up measures, what he hates most in his life is this uncontrollable situation, just like this seemingly calm Chang'an City, only God knows how many waves there are below.

In addition to caring about his own people, he is also responsible for collecting news in Beijing, since entering this courtyard, he has not even been out of the door, concealment is only one of them, and disliking this city is also the main reason.

Compared with Fan Yang, there are too many powerful people in Chang'an City, so many that they can be met casually, and with his identity, he disdains to meet him, it is better to be quiet here, at least the signboard of Mrs. Qiuguo is quite good.

He hesitated in his heart, whether to send someone to inquire outside the Guanwai, or to inquire about the news on the official face through the relationship of the Yang family.

There are pros and cons to both methods, there are too few people left, it is difficult to deploy, they rely too much on the Yang family, and they don't know if it will bring trouble, after all, it is actually the sisters of the Yang family who are good friends with them, not the man who is about to reach the peak of power.

After thinking about it, he still decided to rely on his own strength, and turned around and called the people in his house to serve him, and asked them to call his guards.

Unexpectedly, the next person reported a message to him, which made people laugh and cry.

"Sir's guards, I don't know if they ate the wrong food, they all have diarrhea."

"All of them?"

Yan Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and the other party nodded.

He instinctively felt that something was wrong, a conspiracy theorist who had little evidence for his instincts about strange events.

"Let's go, take someone to see it."

So, he chose to go downstairs, because the wise man only trusts his own eyes.