"Give us two superior rooms and prepare good food and drinks. We may have to stay for a few days, do you think this one is enough? ”

The purple fox took out a golden ticket from his sleeve pocket and raised it to Xiao Er.

"Howler!" Xiao Er happily took it and stared at it, it was actually a thousand golden tickets!

This guest is a daughter as soon as he comes out, and he must be a fat sheep...... According to their consumption standard in Vortex Town, a thousand gold coins can manage food and housing for half a month.

"Enough enough! Wait a minute, the two ladies will arrange it for you right away. ”

The two clerks smiled and went to prepare.

The two of them weren't actually hungry, so they tasted some dishes, the main purpose was to talk a little.

The shopkeeper got a reward, so he gave full play to his diligent service tenet and answered all questions.

"The two young ladies are from out of town, you don't know! Our vortex town is located in the lower reaches of the south of the Yangtze River, and there are rains and torrents all year round, which makes a lot of people suffer! The imperial court allocates funds for disaster relief every year, but to no avail...... It is said that in the past, the officials here all ate food and did nothing, and finally came a Jiang man who made a difference...... It's a pity that good people usually have a bad life, and Master Jiang has become ill from hard work and will die soon...... Alas! ”

Xiao Er seemed to have a lot of respect for Master Jiang, and after speaking, his expression was gloomy, and he retired to do things.

And the two of them also learned about the situation in Vortex Town from his account. I also know that there is a Jiang who is an official and loves the people like a son.

Many villages around the town have just been swept away by floodwaters, and many refugees have flocked to the town for shelter. This Jiang adult received and settled these refugees, but he did not expect to be infected with a very serious disease.

At first, he was too busy with government affairs to pay much attention, but now that he fell ill and knew that it was too late to seek medical attention, the doctors in the city said that they could not return to heaven.

The Jiang family was sad day by day, and the children of Master Jiang even went out to seek medical advice, leaving Mrs. Jiang to take care of him.

After Master Jiang fell ill, it is his master who is now in charge of the affairs of the government. And the official mansion is behind this huge "Tianxing Pavilion"!

No wonder!

No wonder they didn't find the official mansion after walking around twice, only that this "Tianxing Pavilion" covers an area that is too wide.

The two of them went upstairs to see the room they were staying in, and discussed staying in it to visit Lord Xiajiang for a while.

I don't know what kind of disease he had, it would be too embarrassing for such a good magistrate to die.

Zi Fox wondered if the pill on his body could come in handy again and save a life.

Jiangfu is located at the end of West Street in the town, which is far away from the hustle and bustle and seems to be quiet, and it is also like the taste of Qing officials.

Seeing that the courtyard in front of them was very ordinary, and the gate was closed, the two of them casually stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Anyone?"

“……”

The two patted a few times, and after waiting for a while, they didn't see anyone answering the door, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

Since I came here, there is no reason to go home. Ika grabbed the civet's hand and immediately teleported into the courtyard.

Of course, they hide their figures, and they don't swagger to alarm the people inside.

I saw someone pacing around in the front hall, looking anxious.

"The eldest young master......"

"Don't open the door! No one is allowed to open the door and let anyone in! ”

The man in Tsing Yi grabbed his hair irritably and yelled at the little guy.

"Oh."

The little guy could only snort in response, and exited the antechamber and returned to stand behind the door. And the man in Tsing Yi was still anxiously circling around, with a bitter gourd-like face.