Early the next morning, An Yu looked at himself in the mirror. He had pretty eyebrows, dark skin, a turban on his head, and a coarse blue shirt. He looked like a poor scholar. This is the only good thing about an underdeveloped body. With a little dressing up, others can't tell your gender, and with a neutral mulberry voice, it's even harder to tell the difference between male and female.
He nodded with satisfaction, then picked up the package and turned around to go out.
The waiter had already ordered a carriage and hired a driver for him. It would be great if he could work as a secretary in modern times with such high efficiency.
When we arrived at the front hall, the waiter was dozing lazily on his chair behind the pillar, and the boss behind the counter was leaning his head on the table little by little.
"Boss, check out."
"Ah?!" The shop owner suddenly woke up. He wiped his hazy eyes, saw the people in front of the counter clearly, and smiled: "Young master, do you want to check out? It's a total of five taels of silver a day." After that, he added After checking the ledger once, the extra five taels of silver in the deposit was returned to him.
"Welcome young master to come back next time—"
Anyu nodded and left.
The coachman was an honest and strong man, with a cloth turban on his head and a coarse blue collar. He was standing there at a loss. When he saw An Yu coming, he smiled honestly and said, "Good morning, Mr. An!"
"Good morning. I wonder how I should praise you?"
"Hehehe, young master, just call me Old Man Xue."
An Yu frowned and glanced at the small package in his hand, and said, "I'd better call you Uncle Xue! Uncle Xue, I have to trouble you to send me to Wuzhou along the way."
"Haha, Sir, you're welcome. Xiao Wuzi told me this when he came to see the old man. Young Master, please get in the car! The old man has no other abilities except that he is a smooth driver!"
An Yu nodded, smiled slightly, climbed on the carriage, and sat against the wall. After a while, he heard old man Xue jump onto the carriage, yelled, and the carriage started slowly. While swaying, An Yu gently closed his eyes and continued to catch up on his sleep.
Near noon, Old Man Xue raised his head and looked at the sky. At some point, the sky was filled with dark clouds. The mountains in the distance are already shrouded in rain and fog, and the rain and fog are slowly rolling in this way.
"Sir, looking at the weather, it's going to rain. I think it's better for me to find a place to hide for a while before rushing on. What do you think?"
Hearing this, An Yu, who was sleeping lightly, immediately opened his eyes, lifted the curtains and looked up at the sky, frowned and asked, "Will it delay the journey?"
"No, no, the rain now comes and goes quickly!"
"Well, okay. Then go to the front and find a place to take shelter from the rain and take a rest!"
"Okay-"
Old man Xue raised his whip and accelerated his pace towards the front.
Not long after, a dilapidated house appeared ahead. The house was surrounded by wild grass, and the plaque hanging in the middle was so mottled that the writing on it could not be seen clearly. Even the plaque hung crookedly, as if it was about to fall down at any time.
After entering the gate, it is a very empty field, but now it is a world of weeds. Through this open space, there is another gate. Standing in front of the door and looking inside, you can see that the house is quite large. Although it is much dilapidated, you can still see the shape of some pavilions, pavilions, rockeries and ponds.
At this time, two or three raindrops had fallen on the two of them. Old Man Xue hurriedly led the carriage to the eaves of the house, tied the reins, took his package and turned back to An Yu: "Master, hurry in. "
The stone steps were covered with moss and very slippery. I cautiously entered inside, and my eyes suddenly became familiar. This is probably the main hall, with thick green bricks paved under the feet. It feels very solid when you step on it. The red paint on the four pillars supporting the hall has long been peeled off. He walked around the hall slowly before sitting down.
"Uncle Xue, do you know the previous owner of this house?"
Old man Xue was lighting a fire. The sound of wind and rain outside the house were blocked out, and the hall had no impact at all.
"This old man knows this. But every time I pass by here, I will come in to take shelter when it rains. It is very convenient. Otherwise, this person who has no place to go and no store will be soaked in the rain sooner or later!"
Hearing this, An Yu nodded.
The fire was quickly lit. The old man took out the two cakes and buns he had brought with him from the package on the side. He raised his head and asked, "Master, do you want one?"
An Yu quickly shook his head and replied, "No, I brought dry food here." After that, he took out the two steamed buns he brought out from the inn when he left.
"Young Master is a young man. He only eats so much. How can his body bear the food when he is so tired from running around like this?" The old man couldn't help but shook his head when he saw the steamed buns in his hand, his helplessness evident on his face.
"It's not about having a lot of food, it's about whether you can eat it or not." An Yu smiled, picked up one and ate it.
At this time, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door. Before An Yu raised his head, he felt an invisible pressure coming towards him. He frowned and looked up, but there was a tall man on his back. The two swords stood at the door, and his sharp eyes glanced at the two people beside the fire. An Yu ignored it and continued to nibble on the bun in his hand. Old man Xue on the side looked at the man tremblingly, his eyes showing timidity.
"Afeng, what's wrong?"
When he heard this voice, An Yu was really stunned. He couldn't tell what his reaction was, he just thought it sounded good, but for a moment, he couldn't find the right words to describe how good it sounded. He couldn't help but look up at the door again. Soon, the tall man helped a thin man in a plain robe come in. The man's hair was tied up high and meticulously, and he wore a golden crown, with two strands of hair hanging naturally from his forehead, which made him look even more handsome!
But An Yu didn't stare at this for long, because she discovered the most special thing about him - his eyes had no focus!
Such a handsome man is actually blind!
"Young Master, be careful, there are steps here." The tall man reminded him softly, carefully supporting him and walking in slowly.
Perhaps because An Yu's gaze was a little intense, the man couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and glance in her direction.
"I, Yu Chen, ask my friend for your forgiveness for disturbing me." The man said softly to An Yu.
An Yu was stunned, couldn't help but stood up, blinked a few times, and then smiled: "It's okay, this is not our place."
There was a faint smile on Yu Chen's face, and he "looked" at him, indeed looking at him. Just like a normal person, he stared at An Yu with his eyes, seeming to be sizing him up, but the pair of pupils had no focus at all, how could he sizing him up? I don't know why, with such a blind man "staring", An Yu suddenly felt a little shy. Realizing what he was thinking, he quickly lowered his head and sat down, no longer looking at him.
At this time, the tall man named Afeng waved his hand, and the five people outside the door immediately filed in. They held brocade quilts and food in their hands respectively. As soon as they came in, they spread the bedding in an orderly manner and put the food neatly.
Such attention to detail made Old Man Xue and An Yu on the side widen their eyes in surprise.