Big businessman and little fisherman

Chapter 337
Chen Xiaohu catches up with Lu Yangge's passenger ship bound for the capital, but Zhou Yang wants to disembark here and turn to the canal.

A faint mist gathered on the surface of the river, and the dark night separated the two big boats, each heading in two different directions.

Chen Xiaohu was in a hurry to catch up all the way. He drank two bowls of cold tea after boarding the boat and felt his pounding heart slowed down a little.

In order to catch up with Lu Yange's big boat, he forcefully paddled the Lu family's small fishing boat with both arms to catch up to Nanyang.

Fortunately, he didn't follow the wrong direction, otherwise he would have gone astray with Sister Yange.

Chen Xiaohu had already thought that if he could catch up with Lu Yange, then he would follow his sister to Beijing alone.If he can't catch up with Lu Yange, then he will go to Beijing with those brothers in Nanyang.

Fortunately, I was lucky and finally caught up at Nanyang Wharf.

Chen Xiaohu put down his teacup, heaved a long sigh of relief, and asked, "What happened in the capital, my sister is so anxious?"

Lu Yange had just had a drink, and her cheeks were slightly hot. She raised her hand and patted it, and then replied: "The emperor is ill, and the empress dowager feels uneasy. Call me back immediately."

The emperor is sick?

The busiest time at the gate of the city should be a quarter of an hour or two before the gate is about to open.

Before the ghost words came out, the man felt a cold light flash in his ear, and before he could react, Chen Xiaohu had already raised his hand and pulled him away.

At this hour, it's not that there are no people in front of the city gate, but there shouldn't be so many people.

At the third table, there was a young man sitting. Perhaps his clothes were too gorgeous, so he appeared a bit abrupt among the group of messengers. It looks like it has been sitting for a long time.

Qingkong borrowed the stove from the tea shed, and started to boil water to make tea with the pot she brought.

What is it that hinders others?
……

Protected by Zhexue, Lu Yange retreated all the way to the carriage.Before she could turn around, Zhexue held a whip in one hand and Lu Xingge's belt in the other, and lifted her onto the carriage.

In the second one, three big men dressed in dusty clothes were sitting, wearing soap clothes of government servants, with a waist knife hanging around their waists, and three post horses were tied outside the stable. They seemed to be postmen who brought letters to Beijing from other places.

Chunhua Qiushi stood on the side of the carriage, and Zhexue followed closely beside Lu Xingge, never leaving.

Chen Xiaohu sat down opposite Lu Yange, looked around, and frowned.

The blind man carrying the erhu, the girl carrying the basket, the boy lighting the fire, the man carrying the teapot...

Chen Xiaohu sat up straight suddenly, "That's what to do, the prince is still so young."

oops...

When everyone packed up their things and got in the carriage to the gate of the city, the sky had not yet dawned.

"Zhexue, protect the girl and go first."

click...

Taking advantage of Wanzhao who climbed into the carriage in disorder, he dragged Lu Yange into the carriage. Seeing that the young man in Huafu was also climbing up in the clear sky guarding the entrance of the carriage, he kicked him over, "Get out."

Hearing this, before Lu Yange could speak, a man in a fancy dress next to them at the table suddenly poked his head over: "Brother, you also feel that something is wrong, let me just say, this city gate is not usually so lively, there must be... ..."

Wan Zhao wiped the table clean, and wiped the stool carefully.

At that time, most people who wanted to enter the city would flock to the gate of the city, waiting for the gate to open, so that they could enter the city earlier.

Chen Xiaohu didn't speak, but doubts appeared in his eyes.

"Really?"

Who is this other person?
She doesn't know medical skills, and she can't live or die.

Yes, the prince is still young, if something happens to the emperor, the country will be unstable again!
This is a truth that even Chen Xiaohu knows, how come those ministers who take orders don't know.

He grew up in the market since he was a child, he has done everything to make a living, and he is much more familiar with the surrounding environment than Lu Xingge and the others.

Chen Xiaohu frowned, what does the emperor's illness have to do with Yange?
There are empress dowagers, queens and concubines in the palace, so it's not the turn of cousin Yan Ge to serve her!

bang...

Qiu Shi stood in front of Lu Yange, and with a loud roar, he pulled up the thick pillars of the tea shed, and the tea shed fell down with a loud crash.

There are four tables in the tea shed, three of which are occupied, and one of which is sitting facing father and daughter. The old man is blind and carries an erhu on his back.My daughter is seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate features, and a bamboo basket covered with a flowered scarf is placed at her feet.

They were about to enter the city, Doctor Xie and his son stayed in the carriage in order to avoid accidents.

Qingkong washed and ironed the teacups, poured a cup of tea for Lu Yange and Chen Xiaohu each, put down the teapot, and walked to the carriage with another pot of tea, which was prepared for Dr. Xie and his son.

"Not quite right."

Originally selling vegetables around, some of the vegetable sellers were so panicked that they didn't even want to carry the burden of picking vegetables, and plunged into the drainage ditch beside them.There are a few who are timid and afraid, but they still don't forget to run far away with their burdens.

Chen Xiaohu lowered his voice and said, "There is still more than an hour before the city gate opens. Logically, there shouldn't be so many people around here. There are too many people around here, and it's too lively."

It happened to be midnight when the big ship docked at the pier outside the capital.

The three postmen who were still drinking tea and watching were afraid of being hit by the fallen tea shed, so they rushed out of the tea shed screaming strangely.

"what happened?"

Wan Zhao cleared the table, turned around and walked towards the carriage, ready to pack the carriage, one hour before entering the city, the girl probably won't sleep again after drinking tea, she has to pack the carriage.

Seeing Chen Xiaohu's expression changed, Lu Yange asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Chunhua wields a big sword with great success.

Lu Yange glanced at the evening photo, and waited for her to retreat out with all the people in the room, then lowered his voice and said, "The emperor must be in trouble!"

The tall gate of the city was closed tightly, but the nearest tea shed was already full of voices. Farmers from the countryside were packing the vegetables they were going to sell in the city today by the light of the lanterns in the tea shed.Small merchants and peddlers are also sticking their heads out, wandering among the crowd, meeting someone they like, bargaining, selling from these farmers, and then picking them up to sell in the city, they can also earn a lot of money.

Otherwise, the Empress Dowager would not have told Zhou Yang to let Princess Changle come to Beijing quietly, so as not to disturb others.

Zhexuehu landed on Lu Yange, the young man in Huafu firmly grabbed Chen Xiaohu's hem, the four of them withdrew from the tea shed, and soon got together with Chunhua Qiushi.

"Sit here, girl."

But Lu Yangge always felt that her aunt called her back to Beijing for another reason, not only because the emperor was ill, but also because of other things.

It seemed that all of a sudden everyone became ferocious, armed with knives and sticks, and all rushed towards Lu Yange.

Mr. Huafu fell to the side, and before he could get up, the tea shed was already in chaos.

"Ouch."

Mr. Huafu never thought that he would be kicked off the carriage, and he didn't care about other things, so he tried his best to climb onto the carriage.

Chen Xiaohu turned his head just in time to see him, stretched out his hand again, and dragged him down again.

The man in the fancy dress panicked and shouted: "I am King He Jun of Prince Qing's Mansion, save me."

(End of this chapter)