Speaking of Yan Yuhuan, after the meeting of the Ministry of Commerce, Xiliu had a lot of contact with Yan Yuhuan, she promised to bring goods to Yan Yuhuan, and later did so. She found that Yan Yuhuan was young, but she was not bad at dealing with the world, and sometimes she spoke to the point, but she was always gentle and soft, and she would make some small jokes, and she was very comfortable to get along with. What's even more rare is that he is about the same age as Xixun, but he is much more reliable than Xixun, giving people a sense of steadiness. The most important point is that his family affairs are in charge of his own affairs, which sounds much more reliable than his parents' decisions. But the difficulty is also difficult, he has his own meaning for everything, and it is not easy to get married.

They are busy with their own work, drinking in their spare time, and life is not particularly good, but it is not bad after all. Walking on the streets and alleys of Nanshui, holding a bamboo umbrella, to welcome the autumn wind and winter rain, it can be regarded as a unique style. In this way, we spent spring, summer, autumn and winter, and came to the end of the year. Qin Liguo tea shop was newly built, and Xifeng was too busy to go home, so this year's Xifu only has Xixun and Xiliu, as well as An Qingming and his concubines. Originally, everyone had made enough preparations for the New Year, but An Qingming was uneasy about life, and he was going to the capital to live or die.

At the end of the year, a major event occurred in Daduan, the old national teacher died of illness, and the young master succeeded to the throne. Daduan is a country that is not quite different from other countries, and at the top of its power sit two people, one is the emperor and the other is the national teacher. The two have their own forces, and over the years, they have cooperated with each other and confronted each other, and they have competed with each other from time to time, but since the founding of the country, their status has not changed. The royal family and the national teacher faction are equally powerful, but their qualitative differences are completely different. The royal family is inherited by blood, and the descendants are established. The national teacher faction uses heaven as a guide to choose a chosen son. Each succession of the national teacher, will be a turtle as a hexagram, elect a young master, in preparation for the future, extremely mysterious, before the young master succeeds to the throne, except for the people in the national teacher faction, no one will know who the young master is. In dealing with state affairs, the royal family and the national teacher faction are also completely different. The royal family is in charge, and the national teacher is in charge, but whenever the royal family acts absurdly, the national teacher will intervene. Of course, in order to match the power of the two sides, the two sides have their own armies, and the royal army's army is the soldiers from the top to the bottom.

When Keiliu heard the news of the young master's succession, he was slightly distracted. Young Master, she actually knows it, it is the name that has been hidden for a long time - Wenhua.

Xiliu grew up to be in her twenties, and she had met many people, but among them, the most precious and terrifying of her was the group of people related to the young master. If it weren't for her cleverness, I'm afraid she would have died.

Three years ago, on the road in Beijiang, Yinhan came all the way, because she was happy, she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, she thought, just came back from the lake, presumably Brother Hua had never fallen asleep, so she went to chat with him. This was the first time she had led a caravan alone, without her father by her side, and the road to northern Xinjiang was difficult and dangerous, so she was inevitably a little scared, but fortunately she met a partner on the way. She had carefully observed, the entourage was disciplined, not like an ordinary person, and she had also carefully observed the golden little man, like a wealthy man's family, plus what they said was a big talk, which was considered a compatriot, so she made friends with peers. Speaking of which, the little boy was also very cheerful, and when she opened it, he agreed, and she was very happy.

The road to the north is far away, she is a girl's house, and there is no one who can say considerate words, the caravan is full of bigwigs, it is not good to say too many small words with them, for fear of losing the majesty of the young owner, but she can't bear the long-distance loneliness, she has to go to the little boy to chat, after all, in her opinion, this son is still young, and his mind should be very simple, after coming and going, she and him will be familiar, and there will be a lot of fun on the road, although the little boy is very cold, but his coldness gives her a full sense of security, but more peaceful. In this way, he became the first "friend" in her heart.

In the past, she had traveled caravans with her father, and she had occasionally known a few people, but she had only known each other for a few days, and she had never been accompanied by such a long journey, and she did not dare to approach people easily, so she only regarded them as passers-by. But asking the flower is different, he is young, next to him, she doesn't have so much defense, she has been with him for a long time, and she talks too much, so she unconsciously relies on him, no matter what interesting little scene she goes to explore, she always pulls him along.

That night, she couldn't sleep, so she went to talk to him, as usual, and walked behind his tent, but accidentally overheard the conversation between the two attendants.

The entourage said: "There is a letter from Kyoto, Mr. Jiang's meaning, looking for an opportunity to kill the caravan, and not a single one will be left." ”

Attendant II was surprised: "How come?" The young master had already stopped the assassination order before, how could Mr. Jiang give such an order? ”

The entourage replied: "I don't know very well, but the letter instructed that we will do it after the fifteenth day of the first month, and the fifteenth day of the first night is the birthday of the son, and before that, it is not appropriate to see blood." ”

Attendant Er continued: "Look at these days, the young master has a good relationship with the young owner, how can it be? ”

The entourage replied: "We can't control this, when we came, the national teacher ordered, the young master's safety must be listened to the meaning of Jingli, sloppy, maybe Jingli was ordered after consulting with the young master, you know, outsiders who know the young master, can't stay alive, didn't the young master also ordered to kill the caravan before?" It's just that they were stopped by the young owner, and it is estimated that the young master will not leave them in the separate sections, but they are bored on the road, and they will leave people to relieve their boredom......"

At that time, she was squatting next to the shed very shocked, and very frightened, so scared that her whole body trembled, and she was about to squat, how could this be? This was something she didn't expect at all.

That night, she squatted until midnight, waited until the entourage changed a batch, and then quietly left, and then lay in her own account, thinking and meditating. It is definitely not possible to leave immediately, these people are so good that they can't run away at all, but one of them is careless, and they all die. racked her brains for an all-nighter, and finally she chose the Shangyuan Festival.

First of all, they had to lure the flower away, so as to divert the attention of his entourage, after all, what they cared about most was his safety, and take advantage of this time to let the caravan leave quietly. She then drunk the flower and was with him, confusing his retinue and buying time for the caravan to leave, after which she made another excuse to leave and went to join the caravan. Once Wenhua is drunk, it is rare to wake up one night, and his entourage will focus all their energy on him, because it is also very dangerous for a person like him to be drunk, so that no one will notice the anomaly of the caravan, and when they find out the next day, they will have already gone far away.

That day, after she drunk Wenhua, she waited until the middle of the night before instructing his entourage to help her back and get out of the restaurant, she excused herself to be uncomfortable, and told them to go first, leaving only her own people to wait for her to go to the toilet, and then she left quickly with her own people, and then escaped by chance.

Recalling that incident, she would always be terrified, and even had several nightmares on the way back, after all, it was a line between life and death. Later, she forced herself to forget, and worked hard to live again, gradually, she forgot, she couldn't even remember the appearance of the person, only remembered the name, in fact, the road in northern Xinjiang was the most interesting long distance she had ever walked, and the person was also counted, but the ending was too terrifying, so the person who asked the flower was like a thorn in her heart, which made people happy and painful. The little boy smiled brightly, and the little boy was also full of spikes, like the red rose, and he couldn't get close.

An Qingming wanted to go to the capital, but Xiliuyuan did not agree. The Xi caravan has opened a lot of routes, and there are shops in many cities, but they have never thought of going to the capital to open shops, even if some routes need to pass through the capital, they will find a way to bypass them, because their family is really afraid of the capital. But what Rangxi didn't expect was that Xifeng actually sent a letter, asking Xiliu to accompany An Qingming to the capital, and calling Xixi to find Nanshui to see the goods.

Xiliu understands that the Xi family is diligent and diligent, probably just to give An Qingming a funeral in a beautiful way...