Ye Feng squinted at the scene before him, while Jiang Ling patted Jiang Wenxi on the back and teased, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Officer Ye!"

"No, no, Wenxi is still just a child. By the way, did you run into any trouble today?" Officer Ye asked.

Jiang Ling shook her head, looked at Constable Ye, then at Jiang Wenxi in her arms, and said with reluctance, "I have to go back. I've stayed in Shengjing for too long!"

"What? Mother! You're going back?" Jiang Wenxi's smiling face suddenly fell, and she clung to Jiang Ling tightly, looking reluctant to let go.

Jiang Ling gently stroked Jiang Wenxi's head and said softly, "Yes, it's been almost a month since I last stayed here. Your older brother and sister have been taking care of everything at home, and I need to go back and help them out!"

Although Jiang Wenxi was reluctant to part with her, after hearing what Jiang Ling said, she nodded sensibly and said to Jiang Ling, "Then Mother, please be careful on the road!"

"You are also Wenxi, so don't be so impulsive in the future. It's good that you're punishing evil, but you have to consider the circumstances, you know?" Jiang Ling said with heartache, looking at Jiang Wenxi's slightly bruised face.

"Don't worry, Sister Jiang, I'll keep an eye on things from now on. I promise you Wenxi won't get into any trouble!" Ye Feng said.

After nodding and chatting with Ye Feng and Jiang Wenxi for a while, Jiang Ling secretly bought a bulletproof vest and a pistol from the mall and handed them to Jiang Wenxi and Ye Feng respectively.

"Be careful with this, the method is the same as before!" Jiang Ling instructed Ye Feng.

Ye Feng nodded, recalling the destructive power of the pistol he had seen before, and he was still quite surprised when he saw it.

Jiang Ling placed the bulletproof vest in Jiang Wenxi's hand and said, "Wenxi, you must not take this off except when you are taking a shower, understand?"

Jiang Wenxi touched the bulletproof vest made of special materials. Although she didn't understand why, she knew her mother wouldn't harm her. She nodded earnestly and replied, "I understand, Mother! I will remember your words!"

Jiang Ling smiled knowingly and left the Six Doors.

Just as she stepped out of the Six Doors, a commotion made Jiang Ling stop in her tracks.

Jiang Ling turned her head and saw a blond, blue-eyed, and burly Persian merchant leading a camel and explaining something to a woman.

However, the Persian merchant wasn't speaking Chinese, and the woman seemed unable to understand him either. She was pointing at the Persian merchant's nose and cursing him loudly with an agitated expression.

Jiang Ling had chosen Pahlavi as her minor language major in college, which was why she was able to understand what the businessman was saying.

Although she didn't want to meddle, she felt that the Persian merchant was being wronged.

She quickly went up to the Persian merchant and the woman to ask what had happened.

The incident stemmed from a camel in the hands of a Persian merchant; one of the camels sneezed and landed on the woman.

Furthermore, based on the Persian merchant's appearance and clothing, he concluded that the person in front of him must be a sorcerer who knew evil magic, which was why he was talking incessantly.

Jiang Ling quickly reassured the Persian merchant in Pahlavi, who was quite surprised to hear her speak fluent Pahlavi.

Jiang Ling then tried to persuade the woman, and in the end, the woman glared at the Persian merchant and left.

The Persian merchant was very grateful to Jiang Ling for helping him out of his predicament, and he quickly took out a small bag of seeds from the bag hanging on the camel.

Through the Persian merchant's introduction, Jiang Ling learned that the small bag of seeds contained small spice seeds.

"Ah! It's cumin seeds!" Jiang Ling almost jumped up with joy. Thinking of the oily and fragrant lamb skewers, Jiang Ling almost drooled.

Jiang Ling accepted the gift with a smile, said goodbye to the Persian merchant, and was about to leave when a man immediately chased after her.

"Don't go! Don't go! Are you Lady An, Jiang?" Jiang Ling turned around quickly when she heard someone calling her.

A man in his fifties with a beard was walking briskly towards her. Jiang Ling didn't recognize him, but she politely bowed and asked, "Excuse me, sir, who are you?"

"My lady is Jiang. I am Zhao Liuqing, the head scholar of the Hanlin Academy!" Zhao Liuqing greeted Jiang Ling.

The head scholar was a second-rank official, much higher than Jiang Ling. Jiang Ling repeatedly said humbly in her heart, "So you are Scholar Zhao. Forgive me for not recognizing your greatness!"

Zhao Liuqing waved his hand and explained his purpose. It turned out that he had been stuck on translating the contents of a letter from Persia.

I happened to be out for a stroll from the Hanlin Academy today when I came across Jiang Ling chatting with a Persian merchant.

Hearing Jiang Ling speak fluent Pahlavi, Zhao Liuqing was overjoyed and quickly caught up with Jiang Ling to explain her purpose.

Jiang Ling was somewhat embarrassed. She had always been seen as a village woman, and even when the emperor granted her an official position, it was because of her outstanding management in agricultural science.

If someone were to ask her how she could understand Pahlavi, she would probably be at a loss for words.

But then I thought, if I were to decisively reject Zhao Liuqing now, what if Zhao Liuqing were to target Jiang Zhishan in the future?

After much deliberation, Jiang Ling finally came up with a somewhat reluctant explanation.

"This... isn't quite right. After all, this is a state secret. How can a woman like me get involved in politics?" Jiang Ling politely declined.

Zhao Liuqing waved his hand and said, "It's alright, I'll just report this to His Majesty! So, does that mean you've agreed to An'an's request?"

"That old fox! He's so shrewd with his words!" Jiang Ling thought to herself, annoyed.

But now that he was in this predicament, he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

After giving her address, Zhao Liuqing and Jiang Ling made an appointment to visit each other in two days.

Watching Zhao Liuqing's departing figure, Jiang Ling felt somewhat annoyed, regretting that she had meddled in other people's business.

Well, it's not time to go back to Lujia Village. Jiang Ling returned to Jiang Zhishan's house with a worried look on her face.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and on the third day, Jiang Zhishan returned home in a state of trepidation after finishing the morning court session.

Upon seeing Jiang Ling, Zhao Liuqing approached without waiting for her to speak, cupping her hands in greeting.

"Anren, I never expected you to be the sister of the second-place scholar! As expected, your Jiang family is full of talented people!" Zhao Liuqing said with a hearty laugh.

Jiang Zhishan looked at Jiang Ling with a mixture of fear, confusion, and complicated emotions.

Jiang Ling grinned and led Zhao Liuqing into the courtyard.

"His Majesty has already granted your request, but you cannot stay here for the time being, Lady An. I have already rented a courtyard for you next to the Hanlin Academy. It has an elegant environment and a secluded location!" Zhao Liuqing said.

Jiang Ling grinned and immediately understood the meaning behind Zhao Liuqing's words.

What do you mean by "elegant environment" and "secluded location"? If you want to detain me, just say so!

Although Jiang Ling thought this way, she still smiled and looked at Zhao Liuqing, saying, "Lord Zhao, may I bring my son and my servants to live with me?"

Zhao Liuqing nodded, "Of course, An'an, please pack your things simply, so that I may depart with you!"

Jiang Ling turned around, gave Zhao Liuqing a disgruntled look, and went back inside.

"Elder sister! What does Academician Zhao want with you?" Jiang Zhishan asked with a look of fear.