"These merchants from the Western Regions are really deceitful and fool people with fake goods. How hateful!" But then I thought about it, this is wrong: "The merchants from the Western Regions are not the first time to come to South Taiwan to auction rare goods. The things they brought before, But they are all genuine goods, there has never been any case of selling fake goods, and they left in such a hurry, could there be some underlying reason behind this matter?"
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head: "This is unknown. Only by finding them first can we know the truth of the matter." Speaking of this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that God doesn't want me to recover my memory!"
Mo Bo comforted him: "Don't be anxious, everything is possible. Maybe the Qing merchants can really catch these merchants from the Western Regions. Once they catch them, the Jieyouxiang might still be on them, and your memory may be restored by then." .”
Fulai Inn, Song Ning was sitting alone in the inn room, holding a white jade finger bottle in her hand, her face changing and tangled.
"Jieyouxiang, Jieyouxiang, with you, can Yuan Qiu's memory really be restored?"
"Without you, Yuan Qiu's memory will never be restored, right?"
At this time, there was a knock on the door. He quickly stuffed the jade bottle into his arms and said loudly: "Come in."
A middle-aged man in brown clothes pushed open the door and walked in. He cupped his hands towards Song Ning and said, "Sir, Young Master Qingshang has sent many people to search the whole city for the whereabouts of merchants from the Western Regions."
Song Ning nodded: "It's okay. When they got the 150,000 gold, they immediately left Nantai County without stopping for a moment. They just started searching now, so naturally they can't find it."
The middle-aged man in brown clothes was not so optimistic: "Sir, you don't know something. There are a few people in this Western Region caravan who are very greedy. I'm afraid they will do bad things."
Song Ning said in a deep voice: "This time I gave them a benefit of 300,000 gold, plus Yuan Qiu's 150,000 gold. No matter how greedy they are, this should be enough."
The middle-aged man in brown clothes said: "Human greed is endless. Since they can cooperate with us, they can also cooperate with others. It just depends on who can give them more benefits."
"What do you mean?" Song Ning raised her eyes and looked at the middle-aged man in brown clothes.
The middle-aged man in brown clothes raised his eyes and met Song Ning's eyes, with murderous intent surging in his eyes: "If you want them to keep the secret for the young master forever, then there is only one way to go."
Song Ning knew what he meant. In the past, he would have agreed without hesitation, but now - he was no longer the Song Ning he used to be. He didn't want his hands to be stained with blood anymore. He hoped that when he stood next to Yuan Qiu, he would He is clean and noble, and he is worthy of her.
"No, you arrange the manpower as soon as possible to secretly escort them away from Nanjun. If necessary, block the pursuers for them. Make sure they are not overtaken by Qingshang's people."
The middle-aged man in brown clothes was helpless. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could not disobey the young master's order and could only sigh and exit the house.
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There is never a wall that is airtight in this world. Not to mention the laxity of living people, even the dead sometimes leave behind some rumors for future generations to catch the wind.
Mo Bo is not the refiner of Zengyuan Pill, the girl beside him is the real alchemist who refines Zengyuan Pill. Such words soon spread throughout the world, to various sects and ancient families.
Jiang Du was sent back to the Jiang clan. He took countless antidote pills and invited countless famous doctors, but they could not cure his pain and itchiness. Just when they were at their wits' end, on the first day of the forty-ninth day, Jiang Du... Everything suddenly healed, the itching and pain were gone, and the whole body was relaxed, just like before, except that the scars on the originally fair and handsome face were staggered.