Chapter 347: Enter the City

"What can we help with?" Feng San Niang said tearfully.

This is actually the general's son? Wearing coarse hemp clothes, whose young master dresses like this?

"Otherwise…… are you washing vegetables? You wouldn't be poisoning them, would you?"

Kang Zhiqiu looked at the two of them; although he knew the dean, he didn't know them, ah.

Who knows if there are any backup plans?

"No no no, it won't happen." Zhang Dali hastily waved his hand; yesterday it was this little miss who directly dazed him—he just blew some Deluding Mist, in such a small place as Da Ning, blowing some Deluding Mist, does he still need to be on guard?

He even looked down on them, not even mobilizing his inner strength.

Who would have thought, he capsized in a gutter?

"How fragrant!"

Jiang Yunchu came down from upstairs, looking at the bustling group, and there was also Du Er silently preparing rations on the side.

"No, you two haven't prepared any food at all, ah?"

Even if it's acting, it should at least be done properly, right?

The key is this name—you have buns, would I dare to eat them?

"I've prepared some buns……"

"However, that lady said we should still boil some soup." Feng San Niang answered with a smile, and Zhang Dali could barely lift his head.

Yesterday he was the one who challenged, but as soon as it started he already collapsed—how could he lift his head?

"Good."

She lounged to one side, watching the busy few, and suddenly felt that such a journey was also nice.

It was actually an unexpected delight.

"Dean, this Deluding Mist is interesting; it seems different from what I studied before." Yesterday Zi Wei already sensed that this Deluding Mist was different; later she discovered its efficacy was even purer, especially the time Mother slept—compared to ordinary Deluding Mist, it lasted much longer.

Moreover, after Mother woke up, she felt no discomfort, only puzzled as to why she had suddenly been moved to another room.

She didn't even realize she had been affected by the Deluding Mist.

"It's not the same." Jiang Yunchu also picked it up, took a dagger, gently pried open the middle, and slowly poured out the medicinal part.

He gently waved it away with his hand, saying, "Try it, write down the ingredients."

"When we return to the Wang Fu, try to see if you can make it."

"Ah?" Zi Wei lifted her head in disbelief, "Make it?"

Jiang Yunchu nodded, "Apply what you learn; since you've learned it, make some."

Kang Ziwei was a bit slow to react; in her view, studying the antidote was enough for such things—why bother making them?

"Figure it out yourself."

Jiang Yunchu didn't clarify it for her, but instead got up and went to the kitchen.

"You're not needed here, go rest quickly." Zhuang Miao refused as soon as she saw her.

With her great-aunt around, how could we let Yun Chu do the work?

"Okay, I won't lift a finger."

She helplessly assured that Du Er had already filled all the water skins, and Zi Su had also filled hers—these things never required her to worry.

But……

"Inspection."

Kang Wu looked at everyone, "Don't forget, when we're out and about, we must be careful every step."

"Things that haven't been inspected cannot be taken in."

Kang Ziwei also came over, used a silver needle to test each food item, then also tested the water skins, and only after testing the edges did she seal them and put them away.

Feng San Niang and Zhang Dali widened their eyes; with their level of inspection, even if they had slipped in the drug, these people probably wouldn't fall for it!

"Princess Consort……"

"Call her Master!" Zi Su and Bai Zhi corrected in unison.

"Princess Consort" is a title, while "Master" signifies acknowledging a master, just like them.

"Master." Feng San Niang responded readily; in the Princess Consort's eyes, he saw no contempt, even though he hid nothing and spoke with a male voice.

How could taking this step not be forced by those rumors?

"Master!"

Zhang Dali also stepped forward, clasping his fists.

Jiang Yunchu looked at the two, then softly said, "My rule has always been: I protect my people, but……"

"You can only acknowledge me as master; if I find out who's betraying from within, I doubt you'd want to try my methods."

Having said the unpleasant things up front, from now on if we act, we needn't hold back any courtesy.

The two exchanged a glance, then clasped their fists, "By the Master's command."

After the group had rested, they set out.

The inn originally had occupants, but Feng San Niang and Zhang Dali had specially rented it for half a month, which made this scene possible.

"Continue walking forty li, and there will be a city."

"Everyone hurry up; today we can rest in the city." These days, they have grown wary of rest.

All along the way, danger has lurked, and their nerves have remained taut.

"Listen, the city sounds lively."

From far away, hearing the city's music, Zhuang Miao gave a light laugh; these past few days of rushing, never mind whether she's tired, her body feels like it's about to fall apart.

"Mm, very lively." Jiang Yunchu also nodded, secretly letting out a sigh of relief in his heart.

Possibly being close to the capital, that group hasn't taken any action yet.

Mother, there are too many people outside; the carriage might have to detour to the north to enter the city—should we all get out and walk a bit? Ning Hanmo looked at the crowded crowd outside; not to mention the carriage getting in, just being able to walk past would be good.

Jiang Yunchu got down from the carriage, looked from the city gate inward—street after street filled with lanterns and acrobatics, the shouts and laughter never ceased.

"Let's walk over then." Jiang Yunchu smiled; she didn't like carriages, feeling steady only when her feet were on solid ground.

Yes.

Ning Hanmo sent out ten people, together with those fifteen grooms, to the north gate; the rest were assigned to stay near a few individuals, and everyone's faces relaxed a bit.

Along the way, having been on guard, fighting, and testing, the children were already physically and mentally exhausted.

After all, being children, when they see a lively place, they just want to go over and take a look.

"Walk slower," Jiang Yunchu said, watching the few children drift farther away, she slightly furrowed her brow; moreover, each person had someone following them, and there were hidden guards watching in the shadows.

She brought Zi Su and her great aunt, but the crowd scattered them, and they ended up at a small stall nearby, completely losing sight of those few children.

"After all, they're just children—once they see a bustle, they want to join in." The crowd was too large, so they found a tea stall and simply sat down.

"Sir, would you like a few bowls of tea? Rest your legs?" a man in his thirties, having boiled water on the side, then came over to greet them.

Three bowls, please.

Zi Su gave a light smile; the crowd was too thick, those few children could squeeze through more easily, and Zi Su, fearing something might happen there, had Bai Zhi stand guard.

Bai Zhi, being childlike at heart, originally just wanted to see the bustle, so she simply went along with the children.

Now only three people remained; Du Er was guarding another direction, preventing any mishap.