#607 - Women's intuition

The next day, early morning.

As dawn approached, three carriages were already parked in front of the inn.

Six lanterns at the gate still emitted a faint red glow, but the woman and all the "shop assistants" in the inn had returned to the Western Paradise, their corpses casually discarded in the backyard.

Wei Changtian and the others didn't even bother to dig a pit to bury them.

The same went for the other bandits who died last night, with over a thousand corpses left unattended.

Fortunately, it was winter, otherwise the entire Zhongling City would likely be filled with the stench of blood and corpses.

"Tell the Tanzhou Prefecture about what happened last night."

Coming out of the inn, Wei Changtian said to Zhang San, who was waiting by the carriage, "Have them send people to clean it up."

"Yes, Young Master."

Zhang San responded, lifting the curtain of the carriage: "I will send a message to Young Master Chu later, he should be able to contact the Tanzhou Prefectural Governor."

"Okay."

Nodding, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi bent down and entered the carriage.

"Let's go, exit through the South Gate."

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"Grumble, grumble..."

The wheels rolled over the uneven road surface, the sound especially clear.

It was already the end of Mao Shi (5-7 AM), and if it were in Shuzhou City, it should have been bustling with activity.

But the streets of Zhongling City were still deserted and eerily quiet.

Even the occasional pedestrians lowered their heads and hurried along, their eyes filled with surprise and fear when they looked at the three carriages.

It seemed that the news of the bandits' demise had not yet spread, and most of the people did not know what had happened last night.

Of course, such news would spread quickly, and it was estimated that everyone would know about it by tonight at the latest.

I wonder what the people of Zhongling would think after hearing about it, and whether they would erect a stone statue or monument for Wei Changtian or something like that.

To them, the mysterious swordsman who "helped those in need and eliminated evil" was Zhongling's great benefactor, a great hero who rescued them from misery.

But for Wei Changtian, this was just a small matter done casually.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been to Zhongling before and had met the skinny magistrate, he probably wouldn't have bothered with this matter.

After all, compared to the future war, a few bandits were indeed not worth mentioning.

Just like Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen.

Apart from casually asking a couple of questions during breakfast, they didn't show any more concern about it.

And Yang Liushi.

She didn't care much about the bandits or the people, but was quite interested in that girl.

"Young Master, you clearly promised that girl to go through the East Gate, but you really have the heart to deceive her."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're wrong."

Leaning lazily against the carriage window, Wei Changtian smiled and said, "Not only men, but women's words are the same, they can't be trusted."

"Who said that?"

Yang Liushi raised her head to protest: "Heaven and earth are my witness, this servant has never deceived Young Master."

"But you have deceived others."

Wei Changtian smiled: "That's always right, right?"

"That's true..."

Yang Liushi paused, then suddenly asked: "Young Master, have you ever deceived this servant?"

"Hmm, let me think..."

Touching his nose, Wei Changtian put on a serious thinking look, which made Yang Liushi giggle again.

"Giggle giggle, Young Master, don't think about it."

"Anyway, even if I was deceived, this servant can only accept her bitter fate, and can't change another man."

"You're still having a bitter fate?"

Wei Changtian curled his lips: "The fact that you can grow into this appearance means that your fate is already much better than most women in the world."

"Young Master said that... that's right."

"Fortunately, this servant was a fox before, if it was a monkey or something, I'm afraid that would really be a bitter fate..."

Yang Liushi never showed any modesty about her appearance, especially in front of Wei Changtian.

The two chatted and joked for a while, and the topic returned to the girl from last night again.

"Young Master, do you think that girl will really bet right?"

"What do you think?"

"This servant can't guess."

"What's so hard to guess?"

Wei Changtian turned his head and glanced out of the car: "She is probably waiting at the East Gate now."

"Well, this servant originally thought so too, but..."

Yang Liushi covered her mouth and smiled: "But I always feel that she can bet right."

"Why?"

"Intuition."

"A woman's intuition?"

"Yes, this servant is not a man, so naturally it is a woman's intuition..."

Obviously, Yang Liushi didn't understand the previous life's joke that Wei Changtian said, but she didn't take it to heart, and soon sat a little closer with a smile.

"Young Master, why don't we make a bet too?"

"Bet she is at the South Gate?"

"Yes."

"What to bet on?"

"This..."

Yang Liushi pondered slightly, and then a rare blush appeared on her face.

"Young Master, if this servant loses, then..."

She whispered a few words in Wei Changtian's ear, which immediately aroused the latter's "interest".

"Okay!"

Wei Changtian suddenly slapped his thigh: "It's settled then!"

"Hehehe, if Young Master loses, you have to complete a poem for this servant."

"Complete?"

"Yes, there are two lines in the poem: 'I wish us a long life to share the beauty of this graceful moonlight, even miles apart.'"

"Hmm? Where did you hear this poem from?"

"Young Master recited it himself."

"I recited it?"

"Yes, Young Master was drunk once when he first went to Shuzhou, and he recited it at that time."

"Is that so..."

Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, and after careful recollection, he realized that it seemed like there was such a thing.

That day was his birthday in his previous life, and he was sad, so he drank a little more.

Unexpectedly, he accidentally recited "Shuidiao Getou".

"Okay, if I really lose, I will complete this poem."

Two quarters of an hour later.

The red sun in the east had completely leaped out of the horizon, thin clouds floated in the sky, and the earth was golden.

Three carriages slowly stopped inside the city gate, but no city gate soldiers came forward to ask questions.

Because they had become corpses lying on the ground.

"Halt!"

Reining in the horses, Zhang San and the other two servants jumped out of the carriage one after another, and walked to the city gate to move the chevaux-de-frise that was blocking the road.

Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi got out of the carriage, and looked around.

The surroundings were quiet, not to mention the girl, not even an ordinary person was seen.

"Hahaha, I won!"

Wei Changtian crossed his arms and said triumphantly: "It seems that you won't be able to hear that poem for the time being."

"Young Master won..."

Yang Liushi nodded with some regret, not knowing whether she was regretting the girl's fate, or regretting not being able to hear "Shuidiao Getou".

"Alright, let's go."

Glancing at Zhang San, who had already moved the chevaux-de-frise and was walking back, Wei Changtian turned around and got into the car.

Yang Liushi looked around a few more times, and after confirming that there was no one, she also followed back to the car.

With a long neigh from several horses, the wheels quickly began to roll again.

However, just as the carriage drove through the city gate, Yang Liushi, who had been looking out, suddenly exclaimed.

"Zhang San!"

"Stop the car quickly!"