MTL - I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs-Chapter 73 Meeting an Old Man in Yurong City

  Chapter 73 Meeting an old friend in Yurong City

  The location of Prince Pingzhao’s Mansion is still more than a hundred miles southwest of Changgou Town——Yurong City.

   Yurong City was built against Yurong Mountain. It used to be the hometown of Yunzhao Kingdom.

  The carriage traveled on the road for two days and finally arrived at Yurong City.

   Lifting up a corner of the carriage curtain, Baicaoshi began to look at the city.

  An important military town is different from a commercial city. Yurong City presents a completely different style from her name. The tall city wall, the blue boulder, the setting sun slanted on the wall, and the big "iron" character written on the banner fluttering in the wind.

  Ping Zhao Wang was surnamed Tie, and brought an Tie army.

  The release at the city gate was quick, and the carriage passed by the market. Baicaoshi was excited, completely different from Chef Gao's nervousness and restraint.

   Wait, what did she see?

  Baicaoshi rubbed her eyes, unable to suppress the excitement in her heart.

  Hey, the system can be fed again. Looking at the street vendors, Baicaoshi's eyes are full of points.

   "Guard Liu, can you stop for a while?"

  Mansion Liu of the Wangfu pressed down his hand to signal the driver to slow down. He turned around and asked Baicaoshi in the carriage, "Brother Bai, is it convenient?"

  Baicaoshi is now dressed in men's clothes, but she doesn't wear a mask.

   "I want to buy something." She pointed at the dried purple grass on the roadside vendors.

   Guanshi Liu twitched his mouth. This kind of grass is too common in Yurong City, it can be found on wet rocks or forest land, and many poor people use it to make tea, so it is not a valuable thing. People from small places just don't know much about it.

   "Brother Bai, let's go back to report earlier. After all, the second son's wedding is approaching and the house is busy. You can also help."

  Baicaoshi let out a muffled "Oh", let the guest do as he pleases.

  Anyway, the wedding is over, and she has plenty of time to reap the treasures. With the steward's attitude, she can fish in troubled waters for treasures again.

  The moment the car curtain was lowered, Baicaoshi glanced at the restaurant diagonally above. The window on the second floor was open, and the two seemed to be chatting happily.

  The distance is not close, and the view is not real.

  But it can still be recognized that one of them, with big sleeves and celebrities, isn't Yuan Xian Yuan Tao Zhu?

  Yuan Xian held the wine glass, and also raised the glass in the direction of Baicaoshi.

   Is it really him? Why is he here? Who is the person sitting with him?

  Baicaoshi remembered what Zhe Yu said.

   This person is by no means as simple as a businessman. Not to mention what kind of business he was in, just his demeanor was unmatched by ordinary people.

   This Yuan Tao Zhu is really good at dancing with long sleeves. He can be called the prince of the court, and he even swaggered to appear in the border town.

  Put down the curtain, Baicaoshi doesn't think about Yuan Xian.

  Although he released ducks, ate his fish in the lake, and trampled his peony flowers, but as Yuan Taozhu, he probably wouldn't care about him.

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   At the same time, there is an elegant seat on the second floor of the restaurant.

   "Mr. Yuan, the person in the car is your old friend?" The person who asked the question was a young man of about twenty-four or five years old, with silver silk on his body, and looked refined. He is holding the wine glass with his fingers, calluses are growing on his fingertips, he is a martial artist.

  Yuan Xian smiled slightly, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, "To tell you the truth, Major General, I met him once, and he is a wonderful person who will never be forgotten..."

  In Yurong City, there are not many people who can be called generals.

   And Tie Jin is not only a major general, but also the eldest son of Ping Zhao Wang Tie Hanyang.

   "It's better for a girl to be young. Mr. Yuan's evaluation like this makes people daydream?" Tie Jin said.

  Yuan Xian was stunned for a moment, he really didn't think about it that much, but if he used one word to describe Baicao Poetry, it really could only be used wisely.

  (end of this chapter)