Chapter 26: Pass

Afternoon.

When Su Chengnan and his men came out of the woods, Bingsan was already waiting on the roadside with three horse-drawn carriages and four mule-drawn carts.

"Miss, ma'am."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

"It's my duty." Bingsan clasped his fists.

"Mom, please get in the car first."

Su Chengnan turned around and invited Han. Han had been running around for days and looked tired and haggard. She nodded slightly, lifted her skirt, and was helped into the second carriage by Nanny Han.

"Hual, come to your mother." After getting in the car, she shouted through the curtain.

Su Linhua frowned and looked at Su Chengnan, her eyes full of reluctance. Han didn't know what was wrong these days. She always talked about the past with her. If she wasn't smart and had a good memory, she would have been exposed long ago.

Su Chengnan gave her a comforting look, then wiped his lips with a handkerchief, reminding her to be careful and not to eat the snacks in the space in front of Han.

Su Linhua made an OK gesture helplessly, lowered her head and went to the back.

"Mother, Hua'er is here."

"Well, come on up."

Su Chengnan retracted his gaze, looked at Uncle Fu with a smile, raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Uncle, please."

"Hey, Miss, you are really embarrassing me."

"Uncle! From now on, you are Master Fu. My mother and I went north together because of you. You must remember this."

"yes!"

Uncle Fu cleared his throat, and with the aura of a butler who had been on the road for many years, he boarded the first carriage and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

"Yes, sir."

The maids, servants, and guards answered in unison, and the resonant voices were blown by the wind and spread through the pipes into the valley...

…

"Where are we?"

"My Lord, we are ten miles away from the capital."

“Too slow!”

The servant had a bitter face and cried in his heart: My Lord! Don’t you see how long this line is? The white sedan chair of the “Crown Prince’s Consort” is carried by people, and there are thirty or forty maids and servants following behind it! In addition, you brought seventeen or eighteen doctors with you. They are all elderly men and they can't even keep up if they walk a little faster.

"Okay, my Lord, I will go and urge them now!"

"No need."

Lu Chaofeng raised his hand and lifted the carriage curtain with the scroll in his hand, "I'm leaving first, you stay and lead the team to continue walking slowly."

"Ah? This is not good." The servant's face changed.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"What if someone comes to see you?"

"Who would rush to meet a sickly person who is afraid of death and insists on ghost marriage at this time?"

"But……"

The attendant's name was Qingshan. His father was a close associate of King Ningyuan, and he naturally grew up with Lu Chaofeng since childhood and was at his disposal. So I speak more casually than others.

"If you dare to report this to my father?" Lu Chaofeng raised his eyebrows. "Hmph! Then get back to the capital and keep an eye on that woman yourself."

"Stop, Prince!" He panicked.

"Qingshan must keep a close eye on the team and there will be no mistakes!"

"Please bring a few more people with you, my lord."

"Um."

Lu Chaofeng lifted the curtain and jumped up. He was like a swift bird. Before anyone could see his figure clearly, he had already disappeared into the forest...

About half an hour later.

Relying on his superb lightness skills and following the special mark left by Wu Ming, Lu Chaofeng has already chased him to the outskirts of Fengcheng City.

"Young Master!" After leaving the palace, Wu Ming was more accustomed to calling Lu Chaofeng the Young Master.

"Hmm! What's going on up ahead?"

"Miss Su brought someone to disguise her identity, but she seemed to have forgotten about the pass. I wonder if she has other plans."

"Then you can help prepare first."

"Yes, young master!"

Lu Chaofeng studied under the White-browed Immortal in Penglai Valley and practiced in seclusion for five years. If he succeeds this time, he will become the best martial artist in the world. If he fails, he will probably go crazy and die with his meridians severed.

Before going into seclusion, the White-browed Immortal had already announced that his last disciple, Lu Chaofeng, would be the next Valley Master.

Therefore, everyone in Penglai Valley respected him as the Young Master.

Lu Chaofeng stood on the cliff, looking at the high-profile "rich caravan" from afar, and he fell into deep thought.

If Su Weimin really didn't have anything important in his hands, why would he make so many arrangements on the farm?

That old fox is not a foolish and ignorant person!

But why did Su Chengnan insist on disobeying the order?

…

"Miss, we can't enter Fengcheng without a pass."

"It's okay, just keep going."

"Ah?" Jia Yi wanted to persuade her again, seeing that she was confident, he also felt that she might have really been prepared.

Bingsan was a man with a long-term vision. When he was preparing things yesterday, he had already prepared a lot of pens, ink, paper, inkstone, etc. He even got a lot of documents from somewhere.

But Su Chengnan’s preparation did not come from here.

She leaned quietly on the gold-thread waist pillow in the third carriage, paying attention to the movements outside, while separating a wisp of her mind from talking to Su Weimin in the space.

"Dad! Is it really okay to do this with the clearance document?"

"Sure, why not!"

"This thing was made by Master Bai. Documents from the previous dynasty didn't look like this."

"But, this word..."

"What are you afraid of? Not a single word is wrong, just write it like this!"

Su Weimin learned to read and write only after he became a marquis. The handwriting is indeed a bit ugly, but it still has the seal.

However, we still have to thank Chen Nan and Lin Hua. They put all the things into the space, which gave us room to play.

When Su Weimin sent Han and the child to the farm, he had already made a foolproof plan. He was afraid that he would need the pass in the future, so he simply ordered someone to get the official seal from Jingzhao Prefecture!

Why not steal? That's because after he took it out, he asked someone to make a copy of it, and then quietly put it back to him.

"Dad, you know what, this radish seal is really well carved."

"What kind of radish stamp is this? Look carefully, is this a radish?"

Su Weimin's eyes widened, and he held the seal in front of her eyes, "Look carefully, this is authentic Hetian jade! Those old men in the Mo family are unwilling to work if the material is not good!"

"Good, good, good! You are so foresighted, and you are the best!"

"that is."

Su Weimin had finished writing the last two documents, and she had almost finished stamping them. All added together, it's about half an arm's height thick.

"Cousin!"

"Cousin!"

After Su Chengnan called out several times, Jiayi finally realized that he was calling him. With a red face, he approached the carriage and asked, "Big or small... no, what do you want, cousin?"

"Everything is ready, let's go into the city."

She drew aside the curtain and handed him the document.

Jia was obviously stunned when he saw this. He really couldn't understand how the young lady could come up with so many! As expected, the Marquis let the eldest daughter be the head of the family. He must have discovered her talents a long time ago!

"stop!"

"What do you all do?!"

The soldiers at the city gate stopped the group.

A1 walked forward with the documents, and C3 hurriedly followed and spoke before he did.

"Sir, we are a caravan heading north, and we want to take a break when we pass by Fengcheng."

"Did you bring the paperwork?"

"Here!" Jiayi stuffed them into the other's arms.

But after flipping through two books, the man's expression suddenly changed...