These days, Situ Xi has walked around Xuan'an City, although on the surface he is just wandering around with nothing to do, but in fact he is indeed wandering around with nothing to do.

But even the most meaningless things will be rewarded, at least Situ Xi knows which streets in the city are more prosperous, which businesses are doing thriving, and which areas are prone to crowd gathering.

Gathering intelligence is the first step in doing business, making money is never a simple thing, especially if you want to make a lot of money, he can be said to be helpless in the Chu State, and he will definitely not be able to do business in person with his identity.

So while the need is a bit urgent today, it has to be considered in the long term.

A strange incident happened earlier today, when a rich woman knocked on her door to visit.

The woman was plump, dressed in a rich silk swivel skirt, with jewels hanging from all over her body, and her face was somewhat overly whitewashed, followed by two maids in long dresses.

When Situ Xi opened the door for her, he saw that she was slightly covering her mouth and nose with a Luo fan, as if she was a little disgusted by the smell of dust and earth in the courtyard.

Then she let out a happy laugh inexplicably, and then when she found out that the person who opened the door was Situ Xi, she looked nervous, and when Situ Xi greeted her, she was even more shocked, dropped a letter and left directly with the servant.

Her every behavior is confusing, more like a mental disorder.

Later, after asking Zhong Lixuan, I found out that the woman was the third lady of Huai Minggong, and it was also their third aunt.

The third lady is a special existence in the Huaiming Mansion, she is the only concubine who did not give birth to an heir for the Huaiming Prince, but she is especially favored by the Huaiming Prince.

Whispering hated this woman very much, saying that she must have used some means, Zhong Lixuan hurriedly closed the courtyard door and warned her not to criticize others behind her back.

Situ Xi was not interested in the family affairs of Duke Huaiming and his wives and concubines at all, he just opened the letterhead at the signal of Zhong Lishu.

The content of the letterhead is also very simple, the husband and wife should return to the door on the third day of marriage, but now they have not gone for a long time, which is not etiquette, so the family asked them to go to the Huaiming Mansion together before they were stung.

"Xianggong, this matter is just a formality, you don't have to worry, there is still some time before the sting, and I don't know if the concubine's hair can grow a little longer......"

He didn't commit to changing Zhong Lishu's view of the importance of hair, he knew that this lady was just worried that it would lose his face.

"It's all a trivial matter, you don't need to take it to heart, it's just going home, and it's not going into the tiger's den in Longtan." Situ Xi smiled and told her not to worry too much.

"The slave maid thinks that this small courtyard is much better than the house, at least the young lady has laughed a lot in recent days. I always feel a little depressed in the house, which makes people feel ...... I felt out of breath. "When I mentioned the Huaiming Mansion, I felt that I couldn't breathe well when I whispered, the young lady's life in the mansion was very bad, and she didn't suffer less, and everything had to look at the arrogant faces of those aunts, which was really hateful.

"You girl, you're always outspoken." Situ Xi couldn't help but feel amused. In terms of age, she is already in her prime, one year older than Zhong Lixuan; In terms of size, she has slender legs, which can be regarded as a rare tall person, but this heart is far less mature than Zhong Lisu, and I don't know whether to say it is simple or exquisite.

"By the way, whispering, I'll ask you to buy some paper, ink, pen and inkstone in the morning, but it's done?" In ancient times, unlike later generations, things were inseparable from written work. Situ Xi is ready to start practicing calligraphy, and even in later generations, he prefers paper and pen and ink that can be touched.

"I bought it a long time ago, and the slave and maid have already placed it on the table in the room."

"Speaking of going out in the morning, the slave maid also encountered an interesting thing!" Whispering here, his expression was mysterious, and he sold Guanzi.

"Could it be that you saw someone fall on the road?" Situ Xi laughed, he also understood the whisper, her "pleasure point" was a little low, and she found it interesting to do anything.

"Why! The slave saw a veiled girl in a lane today, teaching several children to hum a tune, which was majestic and quite smooth! ”

"The slave also specially wrote it down quietly, singing 'Silver armor knee, black hammer arm, a dark arrow goes to the clouds, the universe moves to each other, and the number of fights is gone.'" How about Uncle, isn't it very good. ”

whispered and raised her head to ask for credit, but she found that the two people in front of her were already approaching, and their faces were solemn.

"Whisper, in which alley did you hear this song?"

"This ...... It's right in front of Jinsefang. ”

……

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

But the rain in Xuan'an seems to be overly favored by spring.

The soil outside the city was still wet, and the weeds and plants had not had time to digest the nectar of the previous two days, when new raindrops fell.

The main gate of Xuan'an City is in the north, so it is called "Beixuan Gate", and a slightly domineering treasure beast is carved on the thick and wide copper gate.

At this moment, the city gate was open, and the generals guarding the gate were replaced by two honor guards on both sides, and there were no guards stationed on the city wall, because today was the day of the visit of the Lebanese mission.

A few miles from the city gates, hundreds of soldiers dressed in silver-scaled armor guarded the legations on the inner side of the road.

The envoy was dressed in a wide robe, wearing an official hat, holding a bamboo, and the two men on his left and right were slightly behind him half a horse, each holding a banner and a dignified demeanor.

The scale of this mission is not too large, and the "Historical Records: The Biography of Dawan Lie" records that "the envoys of the foreign generation are hundreds, and the few are more than 100 people. ”

However, the capital of the Han Dynasty is tens of thousands of miles away from Dawan, and the Li State is a neighbor of the Chu State, which is thousands of miles away from it to the north.

Although there are few people, there are a lot of treasures pulled in the carriage behind the Li delegation.

The visit and reception of the envoys is not a trivial matter, because the two sides of the exchange represent the will of the two countries, and both sides have their own strategic goals to achieve.

In fact, whether it is the envoy or the host country, the two sides have written regulations on the rules and details of exchanges, and the Chu State used the highest etiquette system to welcome this group of Li envoys, and the officials wearing various official uniforms and neatly lined up on both sides of the official road in the city can best reflect this.

The officials who waited quietly were quiet, there was no superfluous sound on the long official road, and the marching mission was also solemn, only the armor of the soldiers on both sides made the sound of metal colliding with each other due to the action.

But no matter how serious the occasion, there will always be some people with a relaxed attitude.

In the ornate carriage at the front of the Li Mission, a slender young man held a half-bitten scallion pancake in his right hand and burped, then patted his chest with his oil-stained little hand, and shrank his head under the unkind gaze of a young man in Chinese clothes opposite him, and finally picked up the curtain of the car window on one side and wiped his hands.

"Sister Huang, it's finally almost time to arrive in Xuan'an, we've been gone for almost a month, didn't you say that it only takes ten days to arrive?"

When she heard this, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to the young man, and said with a blank look in his eyes:

"You can't stop eating all the way, and the mission has to stop and go, if I hadn't proposed to leave early, it might have been delayed."

"Hehe, it's still the imperial sister who has a vision. Xuan'an is a city near the water, and there must be a lot of pearls and emerald treasures that we don't have in Muli City. The boy smirked, and began to look forward to the delicacies that were about to enter his belly tonight.

"Father asked you to go on this mission, not only to let you complete the errand, but also to hope that you can gain something and increase your knowledge, if you only care about feasting, when you return to China, you will not blame me for being ruthless."

Looking at the unsuccessful younger brother in front of her, Chen Zhishu felt a little resentful in her heart, Shi Wei March, she was supposed to go on an outing in the imperial capital, but Emperor Li had to let her accompany this younger brother to this experience.

But since he agreed, he didn't forget it, who knew that this kid had to stop and search for food every time he went to a city along the way, so that the officials could not resist him, so he had to accommodate, and the harm was delayed for a long time in vain.

And this kid eats all day and night, but he can't get fat, and it's even more annoying.

"Sister Huang, don't worry, Pu'er is naturally provincial." The boy smiled flatteringly.

"It's better to be as you say."

Ignoring him anymore, Chen Zhishu closed his eyes and recuperated.

……

In a government office in Xuan'an, an old man in a purple robe and a hat on his head was sitting at a desk drinking tea, and a middle-aged man in a green robe next to him leaned over and stood on one side with his fists clenched, and the two seemed to be asking the right question.

"The mission has arrived?" The old man picked up the teacup with his right hand, twisted the lid of the cup with his left hand, put the steaming tea close to his mouth and blew gently, after shaking the teacup a few times, he took a shallow sip with his mouth, he looked intoxicated, exhaled a turbid breath, and asked the middle-aged man a faint question.

"In return to Lord Cao, the mission has arrived outside the city, except for the welcome personnel of the Ministry of Rites, most of the officials below the fifth grade in the imperial capital are already waiting on the official road." The green-robed man bent lower, folded his hands, and replied truthfully.

After listening to the report, the old man bowed slightly, put the teacup on the table, rubbed the armrests of the Huanghuali Zen chair next to him with both hands, and explained to the man with his head sideways:

"Ask someone to inspect the dwellings and ingredients prepared for the envoys again, and let the officials in various parts of the city strictly manage their own districts, and say that it is the arrangement of Lord Yin."

"In addition, the old man remembers that there are a lot of homeless beggars gathered in many alleys of Fenglu Street, and ask someone to take them to some deserted ancient temples outside the city, my Da Chu Xuan'an has no beggars, understand?"

"My subordinates understand." After hearing this, the green-robed man respectfully received the order and saluted.

"Let's go down." The old man felt a little sleepy, so he waved his hand and told the man to stand down.

When the green-robed man walked out of the room, the old man looked through the door at the gray sky above the courtyard.

The raindrops fell from the eaves and formed a curtain of beads, and he sighed for a long time, and sighed to himself:

"How difficult!"

I don't know what bothers me.