Chapter 421: Who formed the net
Dusk had fallen, and Pei Ye followed the crowd back from the Sword Field.
He walked at an easy pace, stretching his body, his right hand idly twirling Mountain Feather until the sword became a blue flower.
When he saw Fu Yun waiting with the carriage at the street corner, he waved and let him follow behind.
"Lord Cheng asked me to go to the Prefectural Office to prepare for tomorrow's appointment," Pei Ye told Qu Xin beside him. "I'll go take a look first and return to the Medical Tower later."
"Mm."
"Thank you for treating me so diligently these past few days. Unfortunately, I have nothing to my name, but if you'd like to learn the sword, I could teach you a few moves." Pei Ye slowed his steps and spoke earnestly. "Don't stand on ceremony. Whatever the Prefectural Office has paid you, I personally owe you this debt of gratitude."
"The Prefectural Office only paid twenty taels of silver," Qu Xin said.
"..."
"Because I quoted five taels a day." Qu Xin glanced at him. "Only afterward did I discover how much your life was worth. Could you pay me another fifty taels?"
"..." Pei Ye fell silent. "Twenty taels is still a lot of money."
"But you're the new [Young Feather Inspectorate]," Qu Xin said. "A single wheel on that carriage behind us costs twenty taels."
"Exactly. That one wheel could buy ten lives of mine."
"..."
"..."
"Then pay me another two taels." Qu Xin held out her hand.
"..." With considerable reluctance, Pei Ye scraped together two taels in loose change.
They parted along the way, and Pei Ye took the carriage to the Prefectural Office.
The same broad, quiet street and imposing entrance awaited him. Cheng Yuanqi