The majestic long-bearded old man in brocade clothes walked out of the ward.

Turning a blind eye to the greetings from the family members in the house, he bowed his head and hurried on the road in a dull manner. When he went out, he took the gold and left in a carriage. The wheels rolled over the bluestone streets and squeaked lightly, and he sighed with a sad face.

The old servant in the car asked.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Ankangfang, West City, three hundred steps south of Fuqing Building, a street stall on the river bank, looking for a woman selling umbrellas..."

"Here."

The old horse drove through the morning market in the morning, and the rain washed away the filthy smell in the city day and night. The morning market was crowded with people and horses walking slowly. After a long sleep, there was still no sleepiness and no hunger in the belly. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, his heart was so overwhelmed with grief that he would have gone out in person because of a mere dream.

In addition to looking for that ethereal expensive paper umbrella, I came out to get some air.

The heavy rain stopped, but it was still drizzling. The mattress in the car was wet and uncomfortable to sit on. The old man moved from time to time to make him feel more distressed.

"Gui Yue, alas..."

The carriage swayed and squeaked forward, passing through the bustling morning market stalls and heading straight for the West Market.

After the heavy rain has dissipated, the cloudy clouds remain, the water in the potholes is turbid, and the wooden wheels run over to break the calmness of the puddles.

There was no fire by the river.

Even if it rains lightly, he can't continue to set up a stall to sell roasted sweet potatoes. Bai Yujun intends to stay for a few days to analyze and sort out the information, and simply continue to set up a stall to sell umbrellas.

As for the monkeys...

Lie down under the willow tree and sleep soundly.

No roasted sweet potato no added walnuts peanuts sesame stuffed dough.

Housheng suddenly realizes that life has become meaningless and uninteresting.

Nine oil-paper umbrellas like exquisite works of art were placed in the booth, white, red, blue, and even paintings with landscapes and clouds. Ordinary people can't understand the mystery, and ordinary monks can't understand it.

Monkeys borrow willow trees to shelter from the rain, and they are not afraid of being struck to death by lightning.

On the contrary, many people were struck by lightning in the open space.

Today, I changed into a long sackcloth dress, dressed as an ordinary girl, with sassy cloth ties, holding a white paper umbrella in one hand to shelter from the rain and reading with a book in the other. Of course, the umbrella in my hand is a real weapon.

The drizzle slanted the wind, soaking the time.

Noisy pedestrians, running for a living.

When it rains, I stay in a small corner of the world and do my own business. An umbrella is enough. I listen to the willow branches falling to the ground and crackle.

The monkey scratched his back and rolled over, curled up and fell asleep.

Bai Yujun raised her head a little.

In front of a wealthy merchant's carriage stopped at the stall, the old coachman helped an old man older than him to get out of the car. Bai raised his eyebrows and did not raise his head. He made calculations in his heart, and always felt that there was a little more unexpected gain.

There are several other umbrella sellers on the street, but the old man found that there are only nine umbrellas in this stall.

and……

You can tell something extraordinary at a glance.

Thinking back to what the only son said about the dream, it was a bit real, but I don't know if it was a demon or something really miraculous.

"This girl, the old man came to buy an umbrella on purpose, I don't know..."

The old man hesitated.

He really couldn't confirm whether buying the umbrella girl was really related to the dream. He could ask the price of the umbrella first. If the price was 10 taels of gold, it would be right. At this time, he did come with 10 taels of gold. For the only son, money was nothing. Just foreign things.

Bai Yujun closed the book and glanced at it.

When the old man mentioned his intention, he gave Bai Yujun a starting point for deduction and calculation, watching fortune-telling, watching the past and the future, mere mortals, seeing that he had no pressure in his past and present life, this look, he really saw something, which should be on top of unexpected gains.

The freckled face looked at the white-haired old man.

"Buy an umbrella?"

"Exactly, may I ask the umbrella price..."

"Twelve taels of gold were sold before, but this vendor adheres to the principle of fair trade and does not deceive the old man. If you want to get more, you must pay more, so the price has increased."

The hand holding the book gestured upwards and shrugged.

"This... twenty taels of gold?"

Bai Yujun's small hand holding the book raised her index finger and shook it at the old man, looking light and calm.

"No, no, now and then, gold is good, but I don't lack it. If you can come up with something I'm interested in and sell umbrellas, it won't be a problem. Of course, if the value is high, I can buy one and get one free. How about it~ "

"..."

Staring at the nine umbrellas in front of him, the old man's face was heavy. He could be sure that this woman must be related to the dream, but he couldn't tell whether it was miraculous or deliberately poisoning. If it was the latter, it was no different from kidnapping and blackmailing.

He knows that there are monsters and monsters in the world, but as a mortal, he dare not provoke them easily.

When Bai Bai saw the other party's eyes, he couldn't guess what it meant, and immediately got up in anger.

"Yo~ Think of me as a robber, right? The umbrella is no longer for sale! Who do you love! Hurry up and stay away from my booth to save you from delaying business! Do you think the protection fee of ten copper coins is paid in vain for half a month?"

The old man and the driver almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and paid protection money to the scumbag?

At the same time, perhaps sensing the dissatisfaction of the real dragon, the sky was overcast with a thunderous sound!

rumbling...

"The girl calms down, the old man is thinking about saving the child, and I really don't know what you are interested in. Please ask the girl to express it~"

Hearing this, a certain white sat back on the bamboo stool again.

Lazily speaking.

"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking. After saying this, the transaction can be completed. The big deal is that it will take some time to find it slowly~lightnovelpub.net~ The old man's eyes were stunned for a moment, and he seemed to be a little hesitant when he remembered something. It seemed that he was weighing the importance of his only son's life and that thing, and his face was tangled.

Say goodbye to the umbrella girl.

"Please allow the old man to think carefully and say goodbye...the girl who said goodbye ~lightnovelpub.net~ waved her book and was too lazy to say hello, the boy under the willow tree turned over and snorted, and the nine umbrellas were still neatly arranged and difficult to sell.

The rain was dull, and the carriage slowly went back.

"Master, that thing is really more important than the young master's life? The girl is right, don't ask for it all the time."

"It is enough to have grandchildren. Leaving that thing may change the future of the family. Compared with the rise and fall of the blood of a family, one's life is insignificant. As for the umbrella girl..."

The old man in Jinfu hesitated.

Before, I vaguely felt that he would not start secretly, but now he is a little unsure.

The old coachman looked hesitant, and always felt that the master had changed. He was not so ruthless and cold-blooded at the beginning. After decades, after getting old, he has become a matter of fate.

The carriage squeaked and squeaked on the way back, the old horse knew the way, and swayed back to the mansion soon.

After unloading the cage, the old coachman gritted his teeth and went to the backyard...

Not long after, the woman who was crying in the scholar's ward hurriedly boarded the carriage with a box in her hand, and the carriage went out of the gate hurriedly in the rain. Not long after the carriage left, another luxurious and noble carriage stopped in front of the gate.

The visitor was not a nobleman but a staff member, and all the men in the mansion lined up to greet him on both sides of the door.

The man with a moustache gets out of the car.

The arrogant face greeted each other with the old man in brocade clothes. The carriage had the logo of the palace, and even the aides of the palace still had more status than the wealthy business owners. After entering the living room, the staff of the palace said their intentions after withdrawing from the crowd.

"Your Highness agrees to your proposal, but if you want one thing, you understand what a certain person is talking about."