Chapter 137: Carving Master

I originally took a liking to him because of his kindness, but now I hate him to the point of itching teeth, also because of his kindness.

This person is good in every way, except he's soft-hearted.

"Looks like there's some story!" Jiang Yunchu looked at Yun Suying's expression; previously this person always had an aloof demeanor, but now this expression is interesting.

"I see." She glanced at Yun Suying and asked again, "How many carving masters do we have in the capital?"

Yun Suying stared blankly, then shook her head: "How many? None left."

"None left?" Jiang Yunchu was somewhat surprised.

"There used to be three. One was named Ze; according to rumor, he was like a clear breeze and bright moon, but eighteen years ago he disappeared in the Da Ning Jingdu, leaving no trace."

"Another is named Ying; from her name we see she is a woman. She carved few things, mostly flowers—some cherry blossoms, some roses. It is said she loved plants and flowers, and the flowers she carved seem to emit a faint fragrance."

"Compared to the mystery of the first two, the last one's name is interesting: Zhang Luo."

"He excels at carving all kinds of animals; his arrangements are various flowers, and everything he touches seems like the real thing."

Yun Suying herself is in charge of the jewelry shop, which inevitably involves carving; she has long sought these three carving masters, but found no trace.

"Only the last one remains; it is said he went missing in Jiangnan five years ago, and now no one can find him—he has been gone a long time."

Ying?

Cherry blossoms, roses?

Is it Kang Ying?

I've never heard that her mother is skilled at carving.

And what the heck is this Ze? Why does his name resemble Ying's?

Moreover, she can now be certain: Zhang Luo is none other than Zhang Lao San; his earlier wary look seemed like he was avoiding someone.

"Take a look at this." Jiang Yunchu produced the little rabbit she had been playing with; the previously whitish wood had now been coated with a layer of oil, turning it pale yellow.

Yun Suying took it with both hands, looking at the little rabbit; the rabbit is simple, but its eyes are not.

The rabbit's eyes have a lively feel, not like a dead object.

This… is the hand of a master.

"Princess Consort, where did this rabbit come from?" Yun Suying felt excited; regardless of whether this is a work of those three masters, the appearance of such a skilled carver is also worth excitement.

She entered the jewelry shop precisely because she loves carving, loves the feeling of crafting her own designed ornaments bit by bit.

That sense of accomplishment cannot be matched by anything else.

"I bought it from an old man, but he seems to be hiding from someone, so we shouldn't disturb him." Jiang Yunchu shook her head.

"Yes." Yun Suying, though her heart burned, saw the Princess Consort's demeanor and suppressed her excitement.

Then she handed over a sheet of paper: "Princess Consort, these are the hidden posts the General set up in the capital; I used to handle them, but now they're yours."

This time Ning Chengyan reflected for a long; if the Princess Consort knew these hidden posts, he would receive news earlier, and her injuries would be fewer.

Seeing that blood-stained garment, he pondered long before giving the information about the hidden posts.

Of course, this is not all.

"What you should handle, you still handle."

"I have matters; I will proactively report to the hidden posts, as for management……"

"My affairs are plenty enough."

Jiang Yunchu helplessly waved her hand, merely glanced at it, remembered the location of the hidden posts and some shop names, then returned the paper to Yun Suying.

She had no leisure to help others manage these messages.

The less one knows, the longer one lives.

She didn't know what Ning Chengyan was scheming, nor did she want to know what he was setting up the chessboard.

Moreover, she vaguely sensed that His Majesty was also involved; after all, at Ying Feng Zhai it was clear she couldn't have taken the mountain alone, yet the Imperial Edict was issued just so, sending out people to clean up—those were also His Majesty's attendants; cleaning up something without leaving any information, that explanation passes.

What exactly is the secret between these two brothers?

"Yes." Yun Suying slightly bowed, performing a salute.

On the eve of her departure, she endured and endured, but couldn't hold back: "Princess Consort, my husband is honest and simple, possesses a kind of bewildering kindness, and his thoughts are not bad."

"If he makes mistakes in the future, please spare him three parts, Princess Consort."

"Su Ying is here, kneeling to thank the Princess Consort."

Yun Suying knelt on the ground; the first kowtow was to acknowledge the master.

The second kowtow was to plead for mercy.

Jiang Yunchu grew ever more curious about her husband; to make such an aloof person act this way, one must say he should be an extraordinary person.

"Allowed." After she said that, Yun Suying breathed a sigh of relief and then left the Wang Fu.

As for that Vice General, he's currently chopping vegetables in the back kitchen.

The General had ordered that if he wanted to feel the Wang Fu and understand the Princess Consort, he must start from her side, perceiving bit by bit.

These days, he has been filled with guilt; the General went missing on the battlefield, the Wang Fu's days have worsened day by day, the Young Master has become a spoiled brat feared by everyone in the capital, and the young lady stays indoors all day.

The shops in the mansion have been seized by the Cao Family, and the Imperial Noble Consort has been bullied into going to the Ancestral Temple.

If it weren't for the Princess Consort standing up, who knows what state the Wang Fu would have been bullied into!

"Mother, have you heard that Kang Zhi Dong is coming to the Wang Fu?" Yue Yue asked excitedly.

Jiang Yunchu tapped her forehead: "Yes, he's coming to keep you company—are you happy?"

Originally this autumn harvest was meant to take the kids to experience, but unexpectedly I was severely injured and missed this harvest.

Looks like we'll have to wait until next year.

Jiang Yun Hui had come to the Wang Fu a few days earlier to see her, and had made up her mind to open a small class there to bring Yue Yue; but upon hearing the news, the second aunt immediately wanted to send Kang Zhi Dong over, not wanting to wait a moment.

"Happy!" Yue Yue nodded; she and her older brothers and sisters attend class, though she listens attentively and doesn't run around, yet she is so bored, really wanting to go out and play.

Jiang Yunchu smiled gently; although she had applied medicine to the scars on her face and they had faded considerably, those scars certainly wouldn't disappear in just a few days.

Yue Yue touched her face and gently asked, "Mother, does it still hurt?"

As she spoke, the little girl's eye sockets had already turned red.

She could never forget that night, when Mother appeared before her, dressed in red like blood, her face splattered with bloodstains, even the corners of her mouth dripping, the blood on her fingertips smearing her dress.

But such a mother left an imprint in her heart.

She now had a mother, a mother who loved her with her life; she was no longer the wild child others spoke of, nor an unwanted child.