In the past two days, the City Lord's Mansion has been preparing for the Qianqiu Festival. The steward is so busy that he is running around. Even if Wutu wants to find someone to pass on a message, the message cannot reach the steward's ears.

After Wutu got the news, he asked his connections to find someone. However, when the other party heard that the person was captured by people from the City Lord's Mansion, he said he was powerless to do anything.

The only hope lies in the steward.

"Dad, the chief steward of the City Lord's Mansion is a distant relative of yours. Can you make some concessions?"

The more Qi Ju thought about it, the more frightened she became. The City Lord's Mansion had a remote compound where bodies were often brought out at midnight. What if Qi Lin was stubborn and refused to comply...

"I only have this brother, he is the heir of the Qi family."

The more Qi Ju thought about it, the more upset she felt. She shouldn't have asked someone to go back and deliver the message, and she fell into self-blame again.

Wu Tu rubbed Qi Ju's back soothingly, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, but he finally agreed: "The steward is a righteous man. Although he is not a relative of mine, he may have some face if he mentions my uncles in the clan."

After Wutu finished speaking, he didn't believe it himself.

If he really had any dignity, he would have supplied the wine and drinks in his home exclusively to the City Lord's Mansion.

Besides, they are not even remotely related relatives.

The chief steward was a very stingy person who only cared about money and had no regard for feelings at all.

Instead of betting on the other party's conscience, it is better to prepare more generous gifts. Money can move people's hearts, and for the sake of money, difficult things can become easy.

After preliminary agreement, Jiang Yuzhu and Xie Zhao returned to the guest house.

When night fell, Jiang Yuzhu had no desire to sleep. She always felt that relying on Wutu seemed unreliable.

"If we are isolated in the kitchen courtyard, how can we get information?"

Qi Lin's characteristics are quite obvious, and he was arrested in the past two days to make up the numbers. As long as the benefits are sufficient, he will be released.

Jiang Huaiqing is different. Once the couple finds out, his identity will easily be exposed.

"My subordinates sent a message saying that the opera troupe has been targeted by barbarians recently, so we should not act rashly."

Assuming the couple sneaks into the opera troupe, it would be safer to follow Wutu into the City Lord's Mansion.

Although we are in a marginal area, the advantage is that no one will notice us, so we can adapt to the situation when the time comes.

Xie Zhao took out a blueprint of the City Lord's Mansion from his arms. Compared with Wutu's sketch, it looked extremely detailed.

"Ma'am, you have to engrave the layout in your mind."

That day was the Qianqiu Festival, and there were many people in the City Lord's Mansion, so there was a chance to fish in troubled waters, but the prerequisite was that he could escape successfully.

Xie Zhao's men were transferred to a corner gate to guard it.

"That man has a mole on his lip."

Xie Zhao took out the portraits of his men again, waited for Jiang Yuzhu to identify the good ones, and threw them into the oil lampshade to burn them to ashes.

There might be unexpected situations on that day.

Xie Zhao held Jiang Yuzhu's hand and warned her, "Madam, if you realize that the man in the City Lord's Mansion is my second brother, you must stay calm."

Rescuing Jiang Huaiqing is important, but the prerequisite is to protect yourself.

Xie Zhaozhen was afraid that Jiang Yuzhu would act impulsively and put herself in danger.

"If you and I are forced to separate, don't panic. Your face now won't be recognizable."

Xie Zhao drew a circle on the drawing and agreed on the meeting place.

There were also various things to pay attention to, which Xie Zhao explained in great detail.

Jiang Yuzhu took it to heart and assured him, "My husband, I have a plan in mind and know how to make choices."

On the day of the Qianqiu Festival, Jiang Yuzhu was awakened by a burst of firecrackers.

The sky was just getting light, but smoke was already rising from every household and the aroma of meat was wafting through the yard.

After washing up and eating a bowl of fresh mutton wontons, Xie Zhao and Jiang Yuzhu followed Wutu out of the mansion.

Qi Ju stroked her bulging belly and waved her hands reluctantly, saying, "Godfather, godmother, please be careful!"

The jewelry that the godmother used to redeem people was obtained by robbing other gangs in the underground tunnels.

Logically speaking, Qi Lin has not contributed anything, so Qi Ju should not ask for this benefit.

Qi Ju was touched by her godmother's sincerity. Her godmother would not give birth again at her age, so Qi Ju thought about being a filial daughter and taking care of her godmother until the end of her life.

Qi Ju no longer refused, and Jiang Yuzhu saved her breath. She really didn't know that Qi Ju had so many thoughts in her mind.

The group came to the shop, counted the water and wine, loaded them into the car, and arrived at the City Lord's Mansion smoothly.

During the Qianqiu Festival, people were constantly coming and going in the kitchen courtyard.

Jiang Yuzhu observed secretly and found that the City Lord's Mansion was well managed and no outsiders were allowed to approach the kitchen.

Wutu and Xie Zhao went to carry the wine, and Jiang Yuzhu found a room to rest, thinking about how to leave the kitchen yard and walk around to find a chance.

"Quick, two delivery people with food boxes!"

After the kitchen manager scolded the cook, he was so busy that he was overwhelmed.

There is already a shortage of manpower today, and the young lady is urging for breakfast for her male favorite.

If you ask her, when did male favorites become so valuable?

There are some leftovers from last night, so I'll just heat them up and make do with them.

At this critical moment, you have to add to the chaos!

However, the city lord only had one sister, so the kitchen manager dared not say anything and could only follow his orders.

"The city lord ordered a few more dishes at the last minute. We originally had just enough staff, but now we're a little short."

The lady in the kitchen stood up and started chattering in barbaric language.

Jiang Yuzhu didn't understand, and as soon as she showed her face, she was stopped by the kitchen manager.

"Where are you from?"

The kitchen manager spoke in barbaric language, and Jiang Yuzhu pretended not to understand and pointed to her ears.

The kitchen manager gave him a look of contempt and asked again in Da Qi dialect, "Who did you come in with?"

"My man and I are here to deliver the wine."

Wutu mentioned that the people in the City Lord's Mansion could understand the Da Qi dialect, so if they were questioned, they would have to be frank to dispel their suspicions.

The kitchen manager took a look around and saw that Jiang Yuzhu was the only one idle. He immediately ordered, "Carry the food box and go with them to deliver the food. Remember, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and be careful of your head if you ask around!"

Jiang Yuzhu's face turned pale and she looked terrified.

Next, she followed a barbarian woman and put all the food boxes into a small cart.

The old lady led the way in front, walking briskly, and Jiang Yuzhu followed closely behind, pushing the cart alone.

The backyard is accessed from the kitchen courtyard and is guarded by a special person.

The old woman took out a gray token and the guard looked at it before letting the person go.

Throughout the entire process, the guards never even looked at the two people's faces. They only recognized the badges and not the people themselves.

The badge is like a pass to a level, and Jiang Yuzhu is itching to get it. With the badge, she can escape openly!

"aunt!"

Jiang Yuzhu lowered her voice as much as possible.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the old lady in front of her stopped and glared at Jiang Yuzhu. She spoke in a barbaric language and then switched to the Da Qi dialect and said, "Who are you calling 'Auntie'? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? The wrinkles on your face are so thick that a mosquito could split them! You think you're pretending to be young? You're like an old cucumber painted green!"

Jiang Yuzhu: “…”

"elder sister?"

Jiang Yuzhu is now an aunt. After reflecting on it, she found it was indeed difficult to get into the role.

The barbarian lady's face turned even worse, and she cursed, "You lowly slaves of the Great Qi are just like that. You either like to call me sister or younger sister, and you insist on trying to gain advantage by marrying into others. I'm warning you, if you see the inner courtyard manager later, don't look around!"