That man obviously didnt want Zhang Qi to continue the topic, he furrowed his brow and loudly shouted: "Alright alright, theres a temple up ahead, lets take a rest before continuing our journey."

  The thin Han man shouted, and the other two immediately shifted their attention, focusing on hurrying along the road.

  Zhang Qi slowly pulled down the car curtain, and in that instant when she lowered her head, the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the thin man glancing at her, his eyes full of surprise.

  She pulled down the car curtain, Zhang Qi bit her lip and thought: I dont know if he will change his mind after being startled by me like this.

  She reached into the carriage and picked up a thin silk book from between the walls, on which was written "Initial Enlightenment". The Zhang family was a noble clan, and she had their noble blood flowing through her veins, so it was necessary for her to be literate. Her maternal relatives, however, were only landowners in the countryside, and such a humble family did not have the qualifications or opportunities to learn how to read.

  So although she had long recognized these characters, she still had to pretend to be illiterate and start all over again.

  Her eyes fixed on the silk book, Zhang Qi continued to ponder.

  It was unknown how long had passed when Wens voice came from outside, "The temple has arrived, prepare yourself, young lady."

  Zhang Qi responded softly, picked up the curtain hat and put it on her head, adjusted her clothes again, and as soon as the carriage stopped, she got off under Wens support.

  Before ones eyes is a dilapidated temple, apparently abandoned for two years.

  A group of people will have dinner here and then find a place to stay overnight.

  She couldnt recall where the bandits had attacked her, so Zhang Qi could only vigilantly look around. The place was deserted with few passersby, and the several narrow paths between the fields were overgrown with weeds. At the end of the field of vision, there was a large area of farmland, which was mealtime, with smoke rising from the kitchens.

  Zhang Qis heart skipped a beat as she walked with the three servants from the noble families of Jiankang for so long, and she had some understanding of their nature. At this moment, Zhang Qi looked at those farmhouses, raised her chin, and said in a clear and pleasant voice: "Niang, I wonder if Ah Hua is feeding chickens or having a meal now? Hehe, my friends back home would be so envious if they knew I had also become a member of the aristocracy with fine clothes and food."

  Her voice was crisp and clear, like a babbling brook, although what she said was unbearable at times, yet it also made people unable to dislike her.

  The woman in charge of her education, Madame Wen, scolded: "Miss Zhang, you must remember that your surname is Zhang. Dont ever say such petty and narrow-minded things again."

  Facing her education, Zhang Qihong blushed and hastily replied: "Yes."

  She quietly raised her eyes, only to see Wen and the middle-aged man simultaneously look towards the village - they had grown up in Zhangs family since childhood, in Jiankang City, occasionally encountering a few rural commoners, who didnt look at them with respect and admiration? Thinking about that feeling, it was truly beautiful. This time, they finally came out, so why not show off in that village.

  Then, the middle-aged man said: "Since you miss your hometown so much, lets go to the village ahead and have a meal. We can also find a farmhouse to rest for a while."

  As soon as he finished speaking, the thin man hastily said: "Its still so far away, Im hungry, lets have a meal here." A pair of triangular eyes searched around, could it be that this was where he and the thieves had agreed to meet?

  Zhang Qi was about to speak, but heard Wen Ai laugh and say: "The sun has not set yet, theres no hurry to eat. Besides, after eating, we also need to find a place to stay overnight. Lets just follow Old Fang to the village ahead."

  She actually agreed too.

  The thin Han man said loudly, "Lets just eat here. Those cheap people are all dripping with snot and reeking of stench, how can we eat there?"

  As soon as he said this, both Wens wife and the middle-aged man hesitated at the same time.

  This guy is really something!

  Zhang Qi said in a low voice, "What are you talking about? Whats wrong with them? Although their clothes are old, theyre all clean." She believed that these people who had been to the countryside were either peasants who came to Jiankang City to work or people from her maternal grandfathers neighborhood, and those people were all very clean after being specially tidied up.

  The middle-aged man nodded, and Wen Yu also said: "Thats true, the humble people we usually see in Jiankang are clean. Even in Xiaojies maternal grandfathers house, it is neat and comfortable."

  Wen Ai said up to here, turned her head to look at the thin man and asked strangely: "Lao Zhong, whats wrong with you today? Why are you being so picky?"

  She said it to this extent, the thin Hanzi couldnt stop her anymore. He gritted his teeth and secretly glanced at Zhang Qi, hating that this little cheap person had spread such rumors, he really couldnt force it... Forget it, lets just go with the flow.

  The old woman saw that he was no longer insisting, and with the middle-aged man, they chatted and laughed as they reloaded the goods onto the horse carriage, then drove the horse forward towards the village ahead.

  Two quarters of an hour later, the carriage entered the village.

  The village is not small, with at least 500 or 600 households. Seeing them arrive, the children playing in the village rushed over. Not far away, many villagers also ran out, one by one pointing and gesturing towards them.

  The villagers fearful eyes made Wen and others feel quite comfortable, but those children were indeed as the thin man said, with long noses and a mix of stench and sweat.

  However, everyone has arrived, and there is no reason to avoid it. At this time, the middle-aged man came over and greeted a farmer who looked cleaner. He then drove two horse-drawn carriages into the fence of the farmhouse, took down the cooking stove, and started cooking on the ground.

  The master of the peasant household knew they were disgusted and didnt dare to speak out, letting them cook their food in their own pot, but instead hid in a side room, secretly watching.

  Several servants were busy, Zhang Gui was the master, naturally wearing a veil, sitting upright in the vacant main room.

  Zhang Qi noticed that when the three of them were busy, the thin man excused himself to go fetch some water from the nearby well and was gone for nearly half a day. When he returned, the meal was already cooked and the bowls and chopsticks had been set out.

  She glanced at the thin man with an unreadable expression, and Zhang Qi clenched her fists, thinking to herself: He must be contacting those thieves. Its unknown whether theyve given up or have another sinister plot.