In the tent, Song Yao asked a few random questions, and when she took the test of Song Yuanbao's homework, she was very relieved to see that he could answer it.

Although Song Yao doesn't care what path Song Yuanbao will take in the future, as long as he is happy, it is always beneficial to live and learn more.

"Mother, that woman is too fierce and unreasonable, why do you still sell things to her?" Song Yuanbao asked puzzled.

With Song Yao's temper, if she was bullied, she will definitely return it twice, where will she give in like this.

"When you're away from home, it's better to have more than less. Anyway, if we don't suffer, why do we have to lose both? Touching Song Yuanbao's head, Song Yao chuckled and said, "Son, you will definitely go out alone when you grow up, no matter how much martial arts you have, and no matter how many people you bring." One thing to remember is that the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake. This is not our territory, and I don't know what the identity of the girl in red is, in case the next place we have to pass through is their sphere of influence, won't we suffer a big loss? ”

"Just like my mother said, if you can't beat it, you can run, is it a truth?" Song Yuanbao tilted his head and asked.

"It can be understood that way." The corners of Song Yao's mouth twitched, as if his son remembered this sentence too firmly, "Although that woman's kung fu is not very good, but the kung fu of those entourages is not bad, and when you go out, you can bring so many good guards, it is difficult to ensure that there are still many people in the dark, so we don't need to make a big deal for a little thing." ”

"Even if we win, there will be some damage, and then we will really have a feud, and we will inevitably be inserted into a cold knife in the future." Song Yao took the opportunity to teach Song Yuanbao a lesson, "Remember, a mountain is higher than a mountain, never feel invincible." Unless you are in control, the right concessions will make your way smoother. ”

"What if they continue to look for trouble?" Song Yuanbao asked with a frown.

"I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore." Song Yao said eight words lightly.

Song Yuanbao nodded as if he didn't understand, he had experienced too few things, and he needed to slowly digest Song Yao's words.

"Well, let's go to bed early, we have to hurry tomorrow." Song Yao laid out the quilt, waited for Song Yuanbao to lie down, covered him with a blanket, and blew out the candle.

After Song Yao fell asleep, the tents of Red Sleeves and others also blew out candles one after another.

When you go out, it is impossible to have a tent for one person, everyone sleeps together to be warmer, and they also take care of each other.

Let's say that the group on the other side soon set up camp as well.

However, the woman in the carriage never came down, during which the girl in red went to sit in the carriage for a while, and when she came down, she still had an angry face, and her eyes were full of hatred when she looked at Song Yao.

Because of these unknown people, she was taught a lesson by her aunt that sooner or later she would have to get this account back.

Inside the carriage, a woman in her thirties leaned against a cushion and held a book in her hand, unaffected by the slightest emotion.

The woman's appearance is ordinary, and there is no powder, and her jet-black hair is pulled back at will, which is very gentle.

"Madam, I heard that the young master of the Zheng family is also in the capital, if you can let him help, maybe there is still hope for your legs." The mother-in-law kneeling in the carriage said with hope.

"There has been no improvement for so many years, where is there hope." The woman frowned, put the book aside, glanced at her legs and said, "Everything is fate, maybe this is God's punishment for me, if it was ...... back then"

"Madame!" The mother-in-law hurriedly called out, and said with tears in her eyes: "That's not Madame's fault, Madame is also for self-preservation." It was the old slave who made a ruthless move, and the retribution was also on the old slave, and it had nothing to do with Mrs. ”

"You are my grandmother, and everything you do represents me." Madame sighed lightly, her face was not bitter, but there was a little self-reproach.

The mother-in-law had tears in her eyes, afraid of being seen by her wife, so she hurriedly turned her face to wipe away her tears, and said in a nasal voice: "As long as Mrs. can have a good leg, even if she wants the life of the old slave, the old slave will not hesitate." Madame has suffered enough over the years, it is they who owe Madame, and Madame does not need to blame herself anymore. ”

"Well, there is no need to mention these things. During this time, you look at Ling'er's girl more, I'm afraid that she will cause a big disaster, and it will not only be you and me who will be affected. Madame said softly.

"Yes, the old slave woke up." The mother-in-law hurriedly responded.

The night was peaceful, and early the next morning, the girl in red and her party left, without any conflict with Song Yao and her party.

However, the look in the look of the girl in red before leaving showed that she remembered the events of last night.

After breakfast, Song Yao and the others also set off on their way.

Qingshan was afraid of an ambush, so he let the two secret guards go first, but the girl in red and her party hurried away, and they had no intention of retaliating.

After walking on the road for more than ten days, I finally saw the gate of the capital again.

Song Yao frowned and looked at the city gate, and suddenly said: "Qingshan, let the big team escort the young master back to the house, you and Red Sleeves, and a few more secret guards, follow me around to the north city to have a look." ”

"Mother, I want to go with you too." Song Yuanbao does not follow the way.

"Yuanbao is good, you have to go back to the town, otherwise someone will suspect that your mother is going to do something else." After Song Yao finished speaking, he thought that it was inconvenient for Song Yuanbao to deal with others as a child, so he said to Red Sleeves: "You go back to the house with the young master, I will go back later." ”

"Yes." Red Sleeves responded.

"Take out that men's outfit, and I'll change my outfit first." Rubbing the top of Song Yuanbao's head, Song Yao whispered: "Yuanbao is good, my mother has something to do, you are too young to go in and out of those places?" ”

"Is my mother going to do something bad?" Song Yuanbao asked in a blink of an eye, following Song Yao's appearance, his voice was extremely small.

"Stinky boy, what do you want!" According to Song Yuanbao's head, Song Yao smiled and said, "My mother is going to inspect the business, and it is too noticeable to bring you." If you want to play, how about your mother take you there after a few days of rest? ”

Song Yuanbao nodded reluctantly, knowing that this matter was non-negotiable, so he didn't bother anymore.

"Well, my mother will try to come back as early as possible and accompany you to dinner." Song Yao said soothingly.

There is a curfew in the capital, and Song Yao has to go back early unless he doesn't return at night.

Song Yuanbao showed a smile at this time, what he liked most was that his mother spent more time with him, just like before.

After explaining a few words to Song Yuanbao, Song Yao went to the carriage behind to change her clothes.

When you go to Beicheng to inspect, you have to keep a low profile, otherwise you won't be able to see the real effect.

It's not that Song Yao doesn't trust those people, it's just that she wants to see the most real side, maybe she can find talents that can be reused in the future.

The carriage swayed for more than an hour before it reached the north gate, and it took another half an hour to come to Song Yao's commercial city.

Although there was still some distance from the forbidden army barracks, Song Yao could still hear the voices of the training soldiers, and the uniform roar was very shocking, and it was not difficult to imagine what a spectacular scene it was.

"Master, it's here." The carriage stopped, and Aoyama whispered.

"Find a place to stop the carriage, and let's go over and have a look." Song Yao said loudly.

In a short time, the carriage stopped in a small shop, this tavern did a good business, and also did the work of receiving carriages and horses, and there were many horses parked in the backyard, but there were not so many carriages.

Before it was time for lunch, Song Yao was not in a hurry to eat, so she took Qingshan to stop and go in this commercial area, and occasionally bought some things, which looked similar to ordinary people.

When the commercial city was built, Aoyama had been here, so today Aoyama moved a little on his face, and people who were not familiar with him would not recognize him.

As for the shopkeeper and the guys here, some of them have seen Qingshan, and most of them came here after Qingshan left.

Business in the commercial city is very hot, especially in restaurants.

However, Song Yao also received news that this place is actually more like a city that never sleeps, and at night, many Praetorian Guards will come over to eat and drink and find a girl to relieve her boredom.

During the day, most of them are businessmen, and there are relatively wealthy people in Beicheng District who will come to consume.

The shops in Beicheng District are priced at two different prices during the day and at night.

There is a 20% discount during the day, and the original price is at night, the purpose is to let those second-generation Praetorian Guards pay more money.

The curfew in the capital is mainly in Dongcheng and Nancheng districts.

In fact, there is silver and things to prove identity, that is, they are on the street all night, and as long as it does not affect the law and order, no one will really care.

Song Yao has always disliked trouble, and since she is a woman, she naturally won't go out at night.

And Beicheng District is a place for the poor, officials are reluctant to patrol, although the commercial city is newly built and profitable, but the people who come to consume at night are people from the forbidden army, where do ordinary officials dare to care.

"Master, this shop should be one of them, it looks like it's newly renovated." Aoyama said in a low voice.

Aoyama refers to the shop that was set on fire, and now it looks no different from the new shop, and the business is good.

"Go in and have a look." Song Yao walked towards the store.

The main thing here is to buy some ordinary fabrics, and some mid-to-high-end ready-to-wear clothes.

The cloth was cheap, and the people recognized the land.

The ready-to-wear is of good grade, and those soldiers sneak out and don't dare to swagger, so they want to buy a dress to change out.

"What are the two sons going to choose? Our ready-to-wear is the most fashionable style at the moment, if the fat and thin are not suitable, a cup of tea can be changed for you, and the fit can be kept. A group of people saw that a guest came to the door and was better dressed, so he introduced.

"It's strange in your shop, the materials of this ready-to-wear are all good, but why are the fabrics all inferior?" Song Yao asked with a slight disgust.

"Childe didn't know that those cloths were sold to the common people. Our proprietor is benevolent, and we only charge a cost price for selling cloth, which is also to make everyone's life better. The man replied loudly, so that the people who bought the cloth over there could also hear it.

In fact, both new and old customers know that the price of this store is at least 30% cheaper than others.

If you encounter some special cloth of not very good quality, it is similar to picking up it for nothing.

However, it is good for poor families to be able to wear new clothes, and they don't care about that flaw, and those with slightly better conditions can buy and make soles.

Song Yao glanced at the guy and said in his heart: He is a person who knows how to earn a reputation for his master, if he does a good job in the future, he can be promoted to one or two.

"How much silver is this set?" Song Yao asked, pointing to a set of dark purple robes.

The workmanship of the cheongsam is delicate, but the style is very simple, only a few auspicious clouds are embroidered on the cuffs, but the waist seal has taken a lot of effort to enhance the temperament of the whole shirt.

"Childe has good eyesight, this set of caftan is worn on the body, and the person who is called is gentle as jade, which is just right for you, Childe. The price is also fair, one hundred and eighty taels. The man complimented.

"One hundred and eighty taels?" Song Yao frowned, "Although the material of this dress is silk, it is not the best, this price is too high, right?" ”