Not long after, Zhang San came back, Song Jiayao pushed her in the back, Qing'er didn't notice for a while, and the whole person fell into Zhang San's arms like losing her center of gravity.

"Why are you so careless, if I'm not here, wouldn't you be bullied to death." Zhang San reproached, but his tone was full of pity.

Song Jiayao made a gesture to Qing'er, encouraging her to open her heart and tell Zhang San about her troubles, after all, it is their nature for women to be coquettish and show weakness like their beloved.

Qing'er nodded, and then told Zhang San about the unpleasant things that happened last night, and Zhang San nervously checked her ankle after listening to it.

"I'm going to leave the house now, you don't have to follow it deliberately, take good care of Qing'er in the house, if someone comes to find fault, you're welcome, if you get into any trouble, I'll be behind with your master." Song Jiayao leaked domineeringly, Xiao Tao and her maid only dared to stumble on Qing'er behind her back, and did not dare to bully Qing'er openly.

"Miss, this must not be done."

"Miss Song, this is not good, yesterday's incident Hou Ye told me, if something happens to you in the palace, I am afraid that the small one will not be enough to lose his head." Qing'er objected with Zhang San.

The voices of the two of them overlapped, making her think for a moment that she was listening to someone singing a big opera, and the two of them also agreed with each other quite tacitly.

"I'm just going to check the accounts of the store I run, and I'm not going to enter the palace, don't worry about it." Song Jiayao said with a harmless face.

Qing'er shook her head with Zhang San distrustfully, Song Jiayao's ability to cause trouble was only as good as Nangong Jin's.

"Anyway, in this water mansion, I am the biggest, and you all listen to me." Song Jiayao crossed her waist and said, and then immediately slipped away.

"Miss!!" Qing'er wanted to chase her, but Zhang San's feet were broken but she didn't fight.

"Zhang San, go after it." Qing'er said anxiously, shaking Zhang San's arm vigorously.

"My task today is to watch you in the mansion, this is the order given by the young lady, you can't refute it." Zhang San reminded that Song Jiayao's ability to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger is better than anyone else, even if she is really troubled, she can get out of the country unharmed.

Qing'er, who fought alone, could only be at their mercy in the end, and Song Jiayao, who slipped out of the water mansion, really obediently went to the ancient calligraphy and painting shop she ran to check the accounts at this moment.

The shopkeeper welcomed her in very respectfully, and handed Song Jiayao the account books of nearly two months to check.

In less than half a pillar of incense, Song Jiayao roughly went through the two thick account books, whether it was income or expenditure, they were within the appropriate range, but in terms of income, it was obvious that it could not be compared with before, at most it was flat.

"The distinguished customer who often comes to our store to buy ancient paintings, hasn't he come again?" Song Jiayao asked.

The shopkeeper nodded helplessly, not only did this distinguished guest never come, but even his people never came again, he had privately asked Ah Niu to inquire, and there was no clue about this mysterious guest.

"The little one also secretly sent someone to the nearby ancient character painting shop to inquire, and those shops have not seen any trace of this distinguished customer." The shopkeeper said truthfully.

"Yes, then continue to pay attention, after all, there are not many people with such vision." Song Jiayao said with a smile, the shopkeeper is now more and more experienced in business, and as soon as he found that his income was not comparable to before, he immediately went to find the reason, and did a lot of work in private...... That's a real deal.

"This ingot of silver, even if it is given to you, continue to help me run some shops well." Song Jiayao encouraged.

The shopkeeper nodded to her gratefully, and then continued to go about his own business, after Song Jiayao put the account books back together, she also left here, and when she went to the palace gate, she passed by the man in green clothes without knowing it.

"Master, let's go, don't linger near the palace gate." The man beside him reminded that the man in Tsing Yi only stayed on Song Jiayao for a while before moving away, and it didn't take long for the two of them to walk into the most prosperous restaurant in Kyoto.

"Two objective, please go inside." Xiao Er said politely, led them to a sealed private room on the second floor, and closed the door.

"Knock on the master." A woman with a beautiful face knelt down respectfully on the ground and said, if Zheng Dai was here, she would definitely recognize this woman, because every time this woman competed with her for the position of Oiran, she would lose to her in the end, and the sisters of the Red Pavilion made fun of her as the "second in ten thousand years".

"Get up."

The woman got up and automatically stood beside his subordinates.

"My sister, what's going on now?" The man in Tsing Yi said calmly, and took a cup of tea and took a sip gently.

"Back to the master, the princess has already set off from the plain country, but the little one received the news that the monarch wants to send someone to assassinate the princess in the territory of the Da'an Dynasty and blame the Da'an Dynasty." The woman said apprehensively.

She couldn't figure out what this master was thinking at the moment, because the people of the Plains Country were cold by nature, even if they were close relatives, if they had no use value, they could easily be discarded.

Moreover, when the person in front of him was still sitting on the throne of the crown prince, he did not treat this sister well, and outsiders have always rumored that the relationship between their brother and sister is not good.

Otherwise, how can you explain that the monarch keeps sending people to hunt down and kill the people in front of him, and does not directly cut down the grass and eradicate the sisters of the people in front of him who stayed in the Plains Country.

"Yes...... "The man in Tsing Yi said unexpectedly, holding his chin with his left hand, and tapping the fingers of his right hand on the table several times very regularly.

"Then what's going on in Da'an's direction?"

"Back to the master, Da'an Chao'an, Lin An, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites who is responsible for greeting the princess here, set off three days ago, but he doesn't seem to have learned this important news."

"However, Nangong Jin, the Marquis of Hei'an, and Song Anguo, who is also the commander and general of the Kyoto garrison, left Kyoto early in the morning."

The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi twitched, and then he said calmly: "Both sides should always keep an eye on their movements, and if necessary, be sure to save Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

"Yes, master." The woman said respectfully, and left.

"Master, didn't the Marquis of Ping'an know the news that the princess would be assassinated?" The henchman of the man in Tsing Yi asked.

"Whether he knows it or not, let's just watch the tiger fight from the other side." The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said, the life of not being a monarch is more comfortable than his younger brother who succeeded in becoming the emperor of God.

The man in Tsing Yi tried all of these delicate dishes, and it didn't take long for him to be full, but on a whim, he asked his subordinates to pack up these uneaten dishes and send them to the dilapidated temple in the suburbs to greet the beggars inside.

Song Jiayao, who was originally going to the palace to find the imperial doctor Song Anguo said, was entangled by a child who was separated from his parents by a child with shabby clothes, obviously a refugee.

"Sister Immortal, can you take me to find my family?" The child said expectantly, he had stretched out his little hand like countless passers-by, but they ignored it.

Only the beautiful sister in front of him did not dislike him, and even pushed him away roughly.

"Where are your parents?" Song Jiayao bent down and said patiently, and took out the silk juan she hung on her waist to wipe his dirty little face for him.

The child hugged Song Jiayao's thighs and cried profusely, and the snot was hanging in his nostrils like two caterpillars at the moment.

"Don't cry, you tell your sister, and my sister will help you find it." Song Jiayao said helplessly.

Only then did the child raise his palm-sized face to look at him, Song Jiayao wiped off his snot for him with Sijuan, and then picked him up.

"Show me the way, my sister will follow you the way to find your parents." Song Jiayao said gently, she doesn't hate children, this child reminds her of Lin'er, who was killed tragically by Song Jiaqi and Lin An in her previous life.

"Sister, I'm dirty, you put me down." The child said embarrassedly, he knew that the ladies of the big families in Kyoto, but the family was better, didn't like to be rubbed on her dirty.

Song Jiayao touched his forehead, but did not put him down, but picked him up and lifted him high, amusing him, and then took him to find his parents.

The kid was so attracted by the sheer array of goods in the market that he knew that he had never been to the bustling market in Kyoto.

Song Jiayao bought two strings of rock sugar gourds and two enamel dolls for him, and the child looked at the gift flatteredly, and then shook his head.

"Why not?" Song Jiayao said curiously, his eyes were obviously longing?

"My parents once said that if we are poor, even if we are poor, we must remember that people are not poor." The child said sonorously and powerfully, and these words hit the softness of Song Jiayao's heart.

This child must have lived a worry-free life before, otherwise how could ordinary people teach such a backbone child.

"It's a gift from your sister, this is a gift from your sister." Song Jiayao said in another way, and the little boy took these two small gifts.

"Where are you from?" Song Jiayao said curiously, this kid, she really wants to introduce Nangong Jin to train him.

"Qiangwu County." After the child took a bite of the sugar gourd, he said vaguely.

Qiangwu County? If she remembers correctly, there was a catastrophe in this place not long ago, which caused the local people to be miserable, but now the Holy Lord should have sent someone to deal with this matter, why did this child flee here?

"Who else came with you?" Song Jiayao said cautiously, after the child heard her question, the sugar gourd that had been put to her mouth couldn't bite down at the moment, and her clear eyes were full of tears at the moment, but she stubbornly didn't let them fall.

Song Jiayao touched his head gently, and no longer pressed him about it, and followed him to the suburbs.

"Sister, my father starved to death in the Huang Plague, and my mother, when she fled here, was seen to be beautiful and died, and my mother would rather die than obey, and was forced to die by them."

"In the end, the only people who came here with me were my elderly grandfathers and grandmothers." The child said sadly.