There is a god in the sky

Chapter 16 Zhongyuan Chapter Sacrifice 6

Magistrate Fang understood that such scandalous family matters should not be publicized.

Marquis Pingyang was a highly decorated general in his youth. Later, he was wounded and returned to the capital to recuperate, where he began a life of pleasure and debauchery.

Unexpectedly, his son did not inherit his philandering ways, but instead became a devoted lover.

"Rest assured, Lord Xiao, I will inform you as soon as I have any news."

"Thank you, then I won't bother you any longer." Xiao Ji stood up and took his leave.

Magistrate Fang wanted him to stay, but the magistrate's office was not large, and now that his sister had moved in with her servants, it would be inappropriate for a man to stay overnight.

Xiao Ji offered, "I am staying at the Yuelai Inn in the city. If there is any news, just send someone to let me know."

"Of course, of course, I will escort Lord Xiao there."

Yuelai Inn is not far from the county government office. The conditions are average, but it is already the best inn in Qingmu County.

Xiao Ji and his group went to bed early, and got up early the next day to tour the county town.

The most talked-about topics on the street were still the Ding and Fang families.

Most people felt sorry for Fang, but some people also despised her for divorcing and returning home.

Xiao Ji listened but couldn't stand it, so he sent Sui Feng and the others to inquire whether there were any young men and women from other places in the county town recently.

Given Fu Qingyan's personality—he can't handle hardship—he'll definitely stay at an inn here.

Such a young and handsome young man appearing in a remote county town would surely attract attention.

After asking around all morning, they found that there were young men and women from out of town, but none of them were Fu Qingyan.

Did he not enter the city?

"Where did the clue end?" he asked Suifeng.

Sui Feng took out a map and circled it. "It's about forty or fifty miles from Qingmu County. Logically speaking, Young Master is the most likely to bring people into the county town, since they need to resupply."

Guan Shu said excitedly, "Yes, on their way south, the young master and his companions will usually stop in the county town to buy three to five days' worth of dry rations before continuing their journey."

But when he arrived in Aoki Prefecture, his whereabouts disappeared.

With a sob in her voice, Guan Shu asked, "Could something have happened to my young master?"

Sui Feng handed him a bag full of things. “Stop talking nonsense. It hasn’t been many days. Maybe they’ve changed their route. You’re such an incompetent pageboy. You don’t even know where your young master is going.”

In this vast sea of ​​people, how easy is it to find someone?

If they are determined to hide, they can disappear into the deep mountains and forests and never be found again.

Xiao Ji pondered for a moment, "Something's not right. Logically speaking, Qingyan should have come to find me after arriving in Jianzhou Prefecture."

The two brothers had a close relationship since childhood, and they had kept in touch through letters for the past three years. How could Fu Qingyan come to Jianzhou Prefecture and not look for him?

Even if he was afraid of being betrayed, it was impossible for him to leave without even a message.

"Never mind, let's go ask in the villages and towns on the outskirts. Maybe they haven't come to the city yet."

Old Master Wei would occasionally glance towards the door.

"Shouldn't you be back today?" He patted his empty stomach, missing his adopted daughter's cooking skills.

"Master Wei, I've brought you lunch." A tall, thin boy stood at the Wei family's door carrying a bamboo basket.

The boy was from the village across the street. Because Old Master Wei had saved his life, he was one of the few families that had contact with the Wei family.

Before leaving, Wei Lanxiang asked this family to deliver three meals a day to Old Master Wei.

Old Master Wei gave a dry reply: "Tiezhu is here, come in quickly."

Tie Zhu smiled shyly and looked around nervously after entering.

"Stop looking, Lanxiang hasn't come back yet."

"Oh, is that so... No, I didn't..." the boy denied, blushing.

Old Master Wei took out a bowl of mixed grain porridge, which was served with dried small fish and pickled vegetables. It was nothing but salty.

He sighed inwardly. This was the third meal of mixed grain porridge he had eaten, and the side dishes hadn't changed at all. Why couldn't they cook it in a different way?