Chapter 140: Her Temperature

Whether it was just her imagination or not, Yuan Siyin always felt that as soon as he got to the farmland, Fatty Wang, who originally looked fierce and menacing, suddenly became much more simple and approachable.

Perhaps this is the filter that comes with hardworking farmers.

She sighed inwardly, having gained a general understanding of the people of Qingfeng Village.

No wonder he's not good at martial arts; he's been focusing on farming all along.

"Hey Fatty, who's this? I've never seen this face before!"

Someone in the field stopped hoeing and was loudly laughing and greeting people.

"You son of a bitch... you have no respect for your elders! This is the second-in-command!"

"Alright, don't be so reserved. Just say whatever you normally would, don't worry about anything else."

Seeing that Fatty Wang was really struggling to hold it in, Yuan Siyin smiled and said.

Actually, she doesn't care about these trivial details. It's just that she's sometimes like that too; when she's in the mood, some things just come out naturally.

"Stop being so mysterious, just tell me already, stop rambling."

"Hmph, I'm afraid it would scare you if I told you, you little brat."

Once he was free of his inhibitions, Fatty Wang became smug again, hands on his hips, and loudly boasted, "You don't know, do you? This is what our second-in-command and the first-in-command just ordered!"

"Really? That's so rare, how come we've never heard of it?"

Upon hearing this, those who loved to join in the fun immediately put down their hoes and rushed over, chattering away like a bustling market.

——

That's roughly the situation.

Zhong Heng reported the situation from his subordinates to his master, then kept his eyes down and waited for the person in front of him to give instructions.

Yu Shiyan picked up a herb with his large, well-defined hands. His white robe accentuated his slender figure, making him appear as pure and aloof as snow.

"Qingfeng Village?"

"yes."

Yu Shiyan remained silent for a long time, quietly fiddling with the dried herbs on the wooden shelf.

The epidemic situation in Liangzhou has basically stabilized. Although it has not been completely cured, it has generally eased.

It's only a matter of time before this plague is completely quelled, and then it's time to address people's livelihoods.

To ensure the stability of people's livelihood, the first priority is to eliminate those mountain bandits who occupy the mountains and rule the area. Qingfeng Village in Linzhou is the first target to be eliminated.

"Zhong Heng".

"Your subordinate is here."

"Do I look like a wealthy merchant who's easy to rob?"

The man's voice was clear and cold, with a hint of hoarseness, clearly indicating that he had been working hard for quite some time.

Zhong Heng raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion: "It's easy to rob, but it's not profitable, especially after coming to the Northern Border."

Yu Shiyan didn't mind, and just waved his hand, "It's alright, go and prepare two empty boxes for me, and fill them with stones."

"Find some more people to escort me along the way. I'll be heading to Qingzhou soon. You stay in Liangzhou and take care of things."

"yes."

Zhong Heng was very efficient. The next morning, everything was ready. Two heavy boxes were loaded onto a cart without even a cloth covering them.

It was so bright and glaring that it was very eye-catching.

Yu Shiyan wrapped himself in a white fur coat, got into the carriage, nodded to him, and the group set off for Qingzhou.

Qingzhou and Liangzhou are close by, and it takes less than a day to cross the border.

He tightened his white fur coat, lowered the carriage curtain, and took out a small love knot from his pocket.

It's been a long time since I've seen her.

Yu Shiyan lowered his eyes, as if remembering something, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Fortunately, it will be soon.

Once this busy period is over, I can go back to see my delicate little titmouse.

He kept stroking the love knot with his fingertips, as if every strand of hair carried her warmth.

A sudden gust of cold wind rushed in from outside. Yu Shiyan exhaled softly, but her heart didn't feel so cold. Instead, it felt sweet, just like the pastries she always loved to eat.