C289 Trace

"Where are you going?" The coachman was an elderly man. It seemed that his carriage was empty, but he was still pulling it with two horses. Thinking about it, it should be a merchant.

"Hello, sir. I'm going to Chang Prefecture. But I had some trouble. " As he spoke, he hurriedly took out his hairpin and handed it to the old man. "This is a golden hairpin