Su Wanyan pursed her lips, but didn't dwell on it.

Su Chien finally appeared with Wei Xiang just before noon.

Wei Xiang was very tall and had a rugged appearance. He had to lower his head slightly to pass through the doorway when he came in.

His clothes were a simple gray-brown color, and the centipede scar on his neck was covered by a neck brace.

The centipede scar, once covered, made Wei Xiang appear much more peaceful and less terrifying.

He stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and kowtowed to Su Wanyan: "Your Majesty, did you call me?"

The sound was rough and deep, with a dull, resonant quality, like a stone striking ancient wood.

Xiao Chensheng sat upright to the side with a smile on his face. He wanted to see what this little brat was up to.

"Get up quickly." Su Wanyan hurriedly got up and went to help him.

However, as soon as Wei Xiang stood up, the shadow immediately enveloped Su Wanyan, who felt as if a mountain had risen up in front of her.

She suddenly remarked that it seemed everyone around Yu Nanqing was very tall.

She took a step back, composed herself, and gestured for him to sit down: "Please sit down."

Wei Xiang bowed respectfully: "I am not tired."

“You’re too tall, it makes me feel pressured,” Su Wanyan said frankly.

"Pfft." Xiao Chensheng couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

Wei Xiang was stunned for a moment before bowing respectfully again: "Yes."

After Wei Xiang sat down, Su Wanyan said, "Could you tell me how the caravan operates?"

"Yes," Wei Xiang said. "Merchants barter, buying goods at low prices in the regions along the way and then selling them at higher prices in other places. For example, feathers, pigments, and textiles from the south are common items in the south, but they can fetch high prices when sold in the north. Coral and pearls are produced in large quantities in the east. Even if they are not the best quality goods, they can still fetch a considerable amount when brought back to the capital."

It involves searching for goods along the way, comparing goods, purchasing goods, exchanging goods, and selling goods.

Every region has its own chamber of commerce, and connections are crucial if you want to get the best prices.

That's why Wei Xiangchu needed to hire an experienced person to accompany him when he left the capital to escort merchants.

Once Wei Xiang gets used to it, he will be able to lead merchants on his own, and at that time he can also form several more caravans.

In ancient times, letters were often carried by caravans. Acquaintances only needed to inform the caravan, but if someone else was asked to carry them, it would cost money to "grease the wheels."

However, for a prestigious family like Prince Gong's Mansion, there were people specifically assigned to deliver messages.

Su Wanyan understood and said, "I need you to do something. Using a caravan as cover is the best way to do it, and it will be very convenient for you to do it."

"Your Majesty, please speak freely."

"Open a pharmacy."

Wei Xiang's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood the meaning: "Does Your Highness hope that I will take advantage of the caravan to purchase shops and set up pharmacies along the way?"

Otherwise, there would be no need to use caravans as cover.

The purpose of setting up so many pharmacies was definitely not as simple as just providing medical care for ordinary people.

Wei Xiang asked in surprise, "Is Your Highness preparing for the future?"

The fact that people from the South, North, East China Sea, and Xining all came to the Great Jin Dynasty at the same time indicates that something is definitely not simple.

Now that the capital has been thrown into turmoil, with the eldest princess dead and the prince imprisoned, although no one has told him about it, he knows that this must have been a scheme orchestrated by the prince.

Nobody knows how things will develop from here.

However, if the Great Jin is thrown into chaos, other countries will certainly not let go of the opportunity to attack it. Her Majesty is taking precautions and preparing for war in advance.

Thinking about it this way, Wei Xiang realized something even deeper: could it be the prince who would be going to fight?

Just as he was thinking this, Su Wanyan's voice rang out: "Not bad."

As expected, dealing with smart people is twice as effective with half the effort. She basically didn't need to explain anything; Wei Xiang already knew what she wanted to do.

"Is it possible?"

Wei Xiang nodded: "It's a small matter."

This suggestion was exactly what he wanted.

By setting up pharmacies, one can stockpile medicinal herbs, and with a large quantity, these herbs can become supplies for the front lines.

Although it is unknown when war will break out, or whether it will ever break out, this is entirely beneficial.

Wei Xiang immediately became motivated and stood up: "I will do it right away."

Su Wanyan was afraid he would be careless, so she quickly got up and said, "Remember to be discreet. Don't let anyone know that it was prepared by Prince Gong's Mansion. Also, keep an eye on the staff at the pharmacy."

Since it's a pharmacy, there must be a doctor on-site to put people at ease. All of this needs to be genuine, otherwise it's easy to be exposed.

"Yes, Your Highness understands." Wei Xiang said, bowing respectfully. "After today's farewell, I don't know when I will be able to see Your Highness again. I hope Your Highness will take care."

Yu Nanqing was cured by Su Wanyan, and they all have always held Su Wanyan in high esteem.

Now, in their eyes, while their own prince is important, Su Wanyan absolutely cannot be allowed to get into trouble.

Since Su Wanyan wanted them to open pharmacies along the way using the caravan, he would set off after completing the arrangements in Ancheng, going against Su Wanyan's itinerary.

That's why Wei Xiang said those words.

Su Wanyan nodded: "Take care, everyone. Safety is the most important thing."

After seeing Wei Xiang off, Su Wanyan felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, and she felt much more relaxed.

Xiao Chensheng, standing to the side, was puzzled: "You can just delegate this matter; you don't need to do it yourself."

What delayed her from going to Baiyou Valley?

"I'm going to Wengcheng."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chensheng was even more puzzled. Wengcheng was near the East Sea, a remote place that was also impoverished due to the ravages of war, making even farming a problem.

Everything in Wengcheng was brought in from outside, but because it was not wealthy, merchants were not very willing to get involved, since there was nothing there.

Thinking this way, Xiao Chensheng hesitated for a moment. It didn't seem to be entirely true. When the East Sea and the Great Jin were at the height of their war, a group of merchants went there.

Some people sent supplies to protect the country, while others took the opportunity to profit from the national crisis.

Xiao Chensheng waited for Su Wanyan to explain, but Su Wanyan had already shut her mouth and had no intention of saying anything more.

Xiao Chensheng took a deep breath, suddenly felt bored, and his smiling face fell in an instant. He got up and walked out of the wooden house.

It wasn't that Su Wanyan didn't want to say anything; in fact, she didn't know what she could do in Wengcheng.

She just always wanted to do something, something that could help Yu Nanqing.

Wengcheng is closest to Donghai. Su Wanyan felt that there would definitely be a battle between Yu Nanqing and Donghai. She went there in advance to prepare and plan ahead so that Yu Nanqing would not be held back when he made his move.

There is another reason.

Regardless of whether the Great Jin and the East Sea will go to war again, Emperor Yuanhe will not help Yu Nanqing. He will not provide Yu Nanqing with any assistance, whether it be logistical support or military support.

Even if the order to provide support is given on the surface, no one knows what is actually happening behind the scenes.

Emperor Yuanhe spared Yu Nanqing's life, and it was already the best he could hope to fight alive; he shouldn't have expected anything more.

The worst-case scenario is a repeat of the Battle of Nitrogenous Water four years ago.