Ordinary observers in fast time travel

It was a smooth journey after coming out of Jingmen Mansion. We had a carriage and several large carts of supplies, so we no longer had to eat and sleep in the open.

Just looking at the increasingly arid environment and the villages with ten rooms and nine empty houses. Her holy mother's heart couldn't help but burst into flames.

She pointed to the third village she had seen since her departure and asked Zhuo Jingyu, "Does your court not care about it?"

Zhuo Jingyu was silent. After all these days, he also knew the hardships of ordinary people, but his ability was limited. Even if he spent all his wealth, how many people could he help?

"Drought has broken out all over the country, and the imperial court is helpless." Zhuo Jingyu said dryly.

Shi Jia glanced at him and said no more.

She doesn't have any position. Now she has all the food and supplies, and she lives a luxurious life every day for those poor people. Who can she blame?

I can only watch all this silently.

It took the carriage more than half a month to travel more than 800 miles from Jingmen Mansion to Yudu before finally arriving.

Yudu deserves to be the capital of a country, and the city gate alone is more impressive than other cities. Shi Jia's visual inspection showed that the city gate was at least three meters higher and two meters wider than other city gates, and all three door openings were open.

There were soldiers in armor guarding the place, all standing upright and looking intently.

There were so many people going in and out of the city. Shi Jia found that people in ordinary clothes or ordinary carriages used the smaller doors on both sides, while people in gorgeous clothes or carriages used the middle door.

Shi Jia and his party entered through the middle door. When she saw the housekeeper showing a token to the soldiers guarding the city, they were let in.

The streets in the city are even more clean and tidy. There are many people walking on the streets, and the sounds of hawking are coming and going. Seeing the satisfaction in their eyes, Shi Jia thought it would be great to live here.

"Okay -" there was a shout of greeting not far away, Shi Jia raised his eyes and saw that it was actually a street acrobat. Someone took a mouthful of strong wine and sprayed it hard on the torch, and then he breathed out flames like a fire-breathing dragon.

Someone else was walking on stilts and throwing pom-poms. The performance was very hard.

Although the acrobats worked very hard, their eyes were full of smiles.

Shi Jia sighed, "It is indeed prosperous and lively, but it is a pity that only one capital city has such a scene."

He withdrew his gaze, stopped looking at the false prosperity outside the window, and sighed. It is very, very difficult to want everyone in the world to live such a life.

But, there is always someone who does it!

Maybe she knows what to do.

Shi Jia looked at the sky with bright eyes and murmured, "I hope you won't stop me, otherwise, well, the small world can actually have no master."

As expected, scrolling words faintly flashed on the sky, and Shi Jia curled her lips slightly, "Actually, a small world can develop further without a master."

"Crack---"

Muffled thunder sounded in the clear sky with a warning meaning, and it hit Shi Jia directly. Shi Jia snorted coldly, and the lightning suddenly turned in a different direction.

"Boom——"

"Ah——" The huge thunder startled the people on the street, "It's thundering!"

"Is it going to rain?"

"Go home and collect your clothes!"

There was chaos in the streets, and the progress of carriages was hampered. After more than a quarter of a chaotic hour, calm finally returned.

Shi Jia shook his head. He was too busy. He didn't sleep for 24 hours. Why was he staring at her?

After the carriage reached Changxing Street, the number of pedestrians on the street became sparse, and there were more carriages of all kinds. High-gate courtyards were built side by side, and there were no counting of households. After all, if you count them clearly, you only know how many official families there are that suck the blood of ordinary people.

After entering Xuanhou Mansion, Shi Jia was arranged in a small independent courtyard. The courtyard was very elegantly decorated, the kind of layout that people would like at first sight.

Shi Jia also liked it very much. After all, who wouldn't like such a beautiful yard and such thoughtful arrangements?

"Miss Shi, please take a rest here." The maid said with a low eyebrow.

"Okay, please help me get some pens, ink, paper and inkstones. I want to use them." Shi Jia didn't care. She didn't plan to meet anyone in the first place. She just wanted to visit Yudu and get Zhuo Jingyu and An After Yue'er paid the commission, he left.

"Yes!" The maid bowed to Shijia and then withdrew.

Shi Jia walked into the inner room and saw hot water and a change of clothes, and felt very satisfied. "Rich families are really very particular about what they do."

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"Madam, the guest wants pen, ink, paper and inkstone." The maid bowed to the lady on the throne.

The noble lady was dressed in a brown-red dress, her hair was decorated with beads and hairpins, and there were flame flowers on her eyebrows. Together with her slightly rich face, she looked very noble.

This is Mrs. Xuanwuhou, Zhuo Jingyu’s mother.

"If the guest wants it, give it to her." Mrs. Xuanwuhou waved her hand and said, "Go and see if Mr. Sanlang has washed up. After he has washed up, let him come to my place."

"It's true, you have to wash up before you come to see me. I am his mother, how can you still dislike him?" Mrs. Xuanwu Hou complained.

The 20-year-old nun next to her said, "Mr. Sanlang also respects you and doesn't want to be rude in front of you."

"Don't worry, I've been waiting for more than a month, so it won't be long."

"Oh, how could I not know? I'm just too worried." Mrs. Xuanwuhou sighed, "Do you think this child can be avoided? How can I go to some kind of hero conference with the fifth wife of the An family?"

"There's a lot of chaos outside these days. If something happens, what should I do?" Mrs. Xuanwu Hou hid her face. What she didn't say was that her son not only spent a month with Miss Anwu day and night, but also brought a girl with him who was not even hair-cut. The girl doll is back.

What does this sound like?

Alas, the An family doesn't know how to handle it yet!

The An family has the same status as the Xuanwu Hou family, but that girl An Wu really can't get on the stage.

"Oh, I'm so worried~" Mrs. Xuanwuhou sighed.

"Auntie, who made you worried?" Zhuo Jingyu put on the clothes of the third son of the Xuanwu Hou Mansion and put on a jade crown.

"Ayu, let mother take a look." Mrs. Xuanwu Hou circled around him. "I've lost weight and become darker. Look at the calluses on my hands."

Mrs. Xuanwuhou took Zhuo Jingyu's hand and rubbed it, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhuo Jingyu was so embarrassed that he said, "Auntie, those are the cocoons I got from my martial arts practice." As for getting darker and thinner, that's the truth, but well, when I'm away from home, I'm not like at home, so how can I not change.

Mrs. Xuanwu Hou ignored his words and continued to inquire about his welfare and what he had encountered in the past month or so.

Zhuo Jingyu patiently answered his mother's questions, which surprised Mrs. Xuanwuhou. Is this still the son who deliberately pretended to be cold?

"Ayu, you brought a girl back this time. How do you think it would be more appropriate to arrange her?" Mrs. Xuanwuhou asked tentatively.

Zhuo Jingyu blinked in confusion, "Didn't Aniang arrange a guest room for Doctor Shi?"

"Doctor Shi has helped me save my life, so I must not neglect him." Zhuo Jingyu said seriously.

"Don't worry, mother has already made arrangements." Mrs. Xuanwuhou shook her head, "Mother is talking about your opinion of her. Let's put it this way, why did you bring her back?"

"Huh?" (End of chapter)