Chapter 9 [Uninvited Guests]

Nothing happened overnight.

The next morning, the exile team started on their journey after breakfast.

The yamen runners went to the early market in the morning and bought some vegetables, rice, liquor, salt and other daily necessities, so they set out later today than yesterday.

Exiled prisoners could also ask yamen runners to buy some necessary items, but they would have to spend more money to do so.

The yamen runners returned to the post station with their bags and were talking about Xu Youshan, the only son of the Yanzhou prefect, whom they met at the morning market.

The southern part of Dasheng is vast and sparsely populated. Yanzhou is the central city where Emperor Qingning controls the southern part of Dasheng. The prefect of Yanzhou, Xu, has great power and can be said to be a local emperor.

Magistrate Xu had many wives and concubines, but few children. He only had one son, Xu Youshan, so he naturally doted on him.

"Tsk tsk, this son of the Yanzhou prefect, Xu Youshan, the eldest son of Xu, is no less impressive than those young masters in the capital."

"Oh, coming out of the brothel early in the morning, returning home in a luxurious carriage with beautiful women, what a splendid sight!"

"I saw it, even the maids around her were wearing extremely fine mutton-fat jade bracelets."

"I smell Mr. Xu's alcoholism, and Prefect Xu is plundering the people for fine aged liquor. I smell the aroma of peach wine wafting from Mr. Xu's flower carriage, and the liquor in my wine bag doesn't smell good anymore."

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Jiang Lili was already crying with envy just by listening to the conversation between the yamen runners. What kind of life is this for a top-tier rich second-generation!

Although they were envious, Jiang Lili and her group were forced to set off again by the yamen runners.

As soon as the exile team left the outskirts of the city, a drizzle began to fall from the sky, and even the air became a little gloomy and cold.

Marquis Zhaoping frowned as he carried his wife Yang on his back. Yang's complexion looked better after the nourishing meal brought by Jiang Lili. Now she was going to get wet in the rain again. Who could stand it?

Seeing this, Jiang Lili sent a message to Xiaopang, asking him to help buy a raincoat, a hot pack and a light umbrella.

As a result, in less than half a minute, Xiaopang sent all these things over, including not only hot packs, but also pain-relieving plasters specially prepared for chronic cold legs.

Jiang Lili was stunned by the speed of response!

@Jiang Lili: Xiaopang, at this speed, you must be living in a supermarket!

@Zhang Xiaopang: Surprise! Sister Li, how did you know? To support you at all times, I'm now living in my grandfather's supermarket warehouse. I help with the stocking, and my grandfather praises me for being so filial!

Jiang Lili marveled at Xiaopang's execution ability, but then she thought that since it was related to Xiaopang's family business, it was normal for Xiaopang to be serious.

Jiang Lili distributed hot packs and raincoats to Xin Che and others and taught them how to use them.

The raincoat is made of dark material and looks like a cloak made of oilcloth, which is not eye-catching.

Everyone should stick the hot pack on the abdomen, waist and other parts that are prone to cold.

The hot pack warms up quickly.

Marquis Zhaoping was amazed at how quickly this small patch heated up the body. "If soldiers stationed at the border in the cold winter could have this magical heating patch to keep the cold at bay while marching and fighting, I wonder how many troubles it would solve!"

"I don't know which skilled craftsman made it. I heard your grandfather traveled extensively when he was young, so he must have met many skilled craftsmen."

Jiang Lili now attributed the sudden appearance of these supplies to someone her grandfather had arranged for them. She also came up with this excuse after carefully researching the background of the original owner's mother's family.

The original owner's mother came from the Min family, a century-old family with a strong heritage. Her maternal grandfather, Min Xunli, was a leisurely child from a noble family. He traveled around and made many powerful friends. His maternal grandfather wrote several travelogues that were widely circulated among the people.

Old Mr. Min is a rebellious old man. Now he is over 60 years old, but he still likes to travel around. No matter how the Min family members try to persuade him, he won't listen and just lets him go.

It’s just that the original owner’s mother did not have a good relationship with the Min family, so the original owner had little contact with the Min family.

Marquis Zhaoping warned the others earnestly, "This thing must not be known to outsiders. Everyone, be careful with your words and actions and don't cause trouble for your sister-in-law."

Jiang Lili was also enlightened by Marquis Zhaoping. Things that look ordinary in daily life can become a winning weapon if placed in ancient times.

Jiang Lili was secretly shocked. She was glad that she was cautious, and that having an omnipotent grandfather was a convenient excuse to cover up her lies.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. It was not the first time that Wang Zifu had escorted convicts. He found a dilapidated temple on the way and let the exile team go in to rest.

Although he didn't care about the life or death of individual prisoners, he would not be able to report to the emperor if there were only a few people left in the entire team.

A bonfire was lit in the dilapidated temple, and people gathered around it.

We got caught in the rain on the road, our clothes got wet, and the temperature dropped sharply, so some people were shivering with cold.

However, with a ruthless man like Wang Zifu in charge, no one dared to make too much noise. Instead, they competed secretly and tried their best to squeeze towards the bonfire in the middle of the temple.

The people from Zhaoping Marquis' Mansion had hot packs with them and found a relatively open place to rest.

At this time, Xin Che pulled Jiang Lili's sleeve and whispered to her.

"I know your backpack is magical. But from now on, you should take care of yourself first and don't take out everything."

"If you want to take it, tell me first and I'll cover for you."

After Xin Che finished speaking, he saw Jiang Lili's profile close to him and realized that he was a little too close to Jiang Lili. He turned his head away, but worried that Jiang Lili didn't hear him, he whispered, "Do you remember this?"

Jiang Lili was surprised when she heard this. Was Xin Che asking her to protect herself first and then take care of others?

After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Lili was deeply moved and a feeling of admiration ignited in her heart.

Xin Che is worthy of being the patron saint of the people living in the border areas. He loves every citizen equally and never puts his personal interests before the lives of the people!

Jiang Lili was willing to help the Xin family because she and the Xin family shared a common interest, could protect her, and their character was trustworthy. Otherwise, if it were someone else, she would not let anything slip from her fingers.

"Yes! I remember it!"

Jiang Lili's tone was full of respect, and her eyes were as firm as steel. The charming atmosphere of the couple's whispers disappeared.

Xin Che was stunned, but didn't say anything. This girl's expression suddenly escalated several levels. Where did her thoughts wander?

"jingle--"

At this moment, the sound of crisp bells suddenly rang out outside the dilapidated temple, accompanied by a man's hearty laughter and the giggles of several women.

The people in the dilapidated temple suddenly became quiet.

Then, a magnificent carriage stopped outside the gate of the dilapidated temple.

The coachman jumped down from the carriage and put the stepping stool in place.

"Sir, we've arrived."

A long time had passed since the coachman stopped talking. Then, a man in a lake blue robe came out of the carriage, holding an oil-paper umbrella and holding a graceful woman in his arms.

Wang Zifu, who had already stood up cautiously, saw the man and his expression turned into confusion: "Mr. Xu?"

"Are you also taking shelter from the rain in this temple?"

The visitor was none other than Xu Youshan, the beloved only son of the prefect of Yanzhou.

He seemed to have drunk too much and staggered into the temple. He didn't even glance at Wang Zifu, but searched the crowded and dilapidated temple with his slanted eyes.

Catching sight of Marquis Zhaoping's family away from the crowd, his eyes fixed on Xin Che.

Xu Youshan showed a wicked smile, and it was obvious that he was going to do something bad.

He was obsessed with martial arts novels since he was young, so the governor Xu paid a lot of money to hire a famous teacher to train him. Xu Youshan likes to be lazy, but he likes to show off even more.

In order to show off, Xu Youshan persisted in learning martial arts and participated in the selection of martial arts champion.

His opponents in the Yanzhou competition area either surrendered or were weak, so he went to Beijing for the selection smoothly, and ended up meeting Xin Che, who was only fourteen years old at the time.

Xu Youshan was kicked off the stage by Xin Che and fell on his butt.

He will never forget such a great humiliation!

He finally got the chance.