"Wang Xiaohu".
Dongli Xiaoxiao slowly stood up from the ground. Her beautiful face was not covered by sadness, but instead showed a kind of toughness, like a plum blossom standing proudly in the snow.
Her tone was calm and composed, and every word was expressed with exceptional clarity: "I don't want anyone to know about my brother's affairs. If any outsiders want to see him, just say that my brother is not in Yingzhou at the moment."
"Just have him come to see me."
"Brother, send all the account books you have to Tingyue Pavilion by tomorrow. Be quick!"
Wang Xiaohu cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, "Yes, Miss, I obey!"
The unexpected turn of events was completely unpredictable, but all Dongli Xiaoxiao could do was to complete everything her brother hadn't finished.
Their revenge for their parents, and their desire for a peaceful and prosperous world.
"Manager Sun, before his departure, the master hopes that Miss Sun can escort the medicine man to Yingzhou and hand him over to Prince Wei and Mr. Fu."
"The medicine man has been targeted by the Feather Camp and is in great danger. The warehouse of Duhuan Tower probably won't be able to hold him for more than a few days."
It is said that men do not easily shed tears, but in this situation, Wang Xiaohu's eyes were filled with tears, yet he still spoke with unwavering resolve to express his loyalty.
She truly had no idea that her master had secretly created the medicine mannequin; he hadn't mentioned it when he introduced the medicine mannequin to her before.
"Take me to see it first."
Wang Xiaohu led the way, and Sun Miao'er had already made countless guesses in her mind: what exactly was the drug person?
Is it hideous or a bloody mess? Or is it like the zombies in the zombie movies we used to watch, ferocious and snarling?
However, neither of these are true.
When she saw the so-called drug person, she was completely shocked.
It was Wu Dali, that local ruffian from Fushui Village, who tried to take advantage of her and fell into the river. The whole village thought he had drowned.
He was turned into a medicine man by his master.
However, Wu Dali looked no different from an ordinary person at this moment, except that he had no pupils; his eyes were pitch black, without any light at all.
"Wu Dali?" Sun Miao'er called his name softly.
The mannequin in front of him showed no reaction whatsoever.
His neck, hands, and feet were all chained with thick iron chains, and he did not react to the sounds around him.
Sun Miao'er stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him, but it was still in vain.
"Is he alive or dead?" Sun Miao'er felt uneasy and took two steps back.
Wang Xiaohu tugged on the iron chain, and the drugged man's leg finally moved slightly, "half-dead."
"Then why doesn't he move or speak..."
It's easy to see that the drug-using person only moves slightly when Wang Xiaohu pulls the chain, meaning that the drug-using person in front of us is completely controlled by the chain, just like a puppet on strings.
They have no self-awareness or ability to act autonomously.
Wang Xiaohu loosened the chains and stood in front of Sun Miao'er. "My master told me that the medicine man is currently in a dormant state, and only Mr. Fu has the means to awaken him."
"This thing even recognizes its owner?"
Sun Miao'er couldn't reconcile the medicine man in front of her with the incomparably powerful monster her master had described, a monster capable of taking on a thousand men single-handedly.
She took two steps forward and stretched out her hand.
"Don't touch it!" Wang Xiaohu abruptly interrupted her. "The medicine man is highly poisonous!"
Sun Miao'er was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand. "Deadly poison?"
Wang Xiaohu explained, "The medicine man is made from poison. Although he is currently in a dormant state, even his hair is highly poisonous. Therefore, we can only move him using iron chains and we must not touch him."
It seems to be a genuine monster.
Once transported to Kezhou, the goods were taken westward from Pingnan City along the official road. There were more than a dozen cities of varying sizes along the way, and each city had soldiers guarding the official road outside the city to check the passing vehicles and people. It was very difficult to avoid being discovered.
If you take the back path, the southern part of Kezhou is covered with dense forests, which are filled with miasma all year round. Whether you can come out alive is another matter.
The only thing we can do now is to start from Yingzhou, take a section of the official road and then a section of a side road, trying to avoid areas with dense checks by government troops, and also to bypass the dense forests filled with miasma.
"I have a shipment that will be leaving Yingzhou soon, and I'll be transporting the medicine, the people, and the goods together. What do you think, Brother Wang?"
Sun Miao'er came up with an idea, but on the condition that she send a letter to Kezhou asking her master to clear most of the obstacles on the way in advance.
Wang Xiaohu pondered for a moment, “Then we need to make arrangements with Kezhou in advance. In the past, Kezhou was a necessary stop on the way to the Western Regions. Merchants traveled here and there, and Kezhou had to collect high commercial taxes. Now, fearing that the court’s spies might infiltrate, Kezhou has tightened its checks and ordinary merchants are not allowed to pass.”
"Don't worry, I'll take care of this. Brother Wang, the medicine person doesn't need to eat or drink, right?"
Sun Miao'er roughly planned the route in her mind, but she was afraid that if the medicine man starved or died of thirst along the way, all her efforts would be in vain.
"No need. We haven't given him much to eat for so many days, and he hasn't starved to death."
To prevent any mishaps on the road, Sun Miao'er made many preparations before leaving.
Back at the medicine shop, I got some commonly used medicines, dry rations, drinking water, and even some Datura pollen from the black market for emergencies.
The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month is the Little New Year.
Xiaoman and Xiaoning both put on their new jackets. Hearing that their older sister was going on a long trip, they both got up very early.
"Sister, when are you coming back?" Xiao Ning asked, pawing at the carriage with her eyes wide open.
Xiao Ning is a bit reserved, but her eyes revealed a deep sense of reluctance.
Sun Miao'er gazed at the distant sky, which was gloomy and overcast, just like her mood at that moment. "You all stay here and wait for your sister. There's a lot to do at the shop, so don't leave your aunt to handle everything alone."
"Don't worry, sister. I'm good at calculating and I'll make sure you don't lose money!" Xiao Ning looked up and assured Sun Miao'er.
Xiaoman chimed in, "Leave the snack shop to me! I'll make sure they don't cut corners!"
Wang Xiaohu delivered the goods on time; they were two very heavy nanmu wood boxes, "with gaps left at the top."
"What's inside?" Wang Xiaohu asked, pointing to the pile of goods.
"It's all dry goods. Put this nanmu box on top," Sun Miao'er instructed.
Wang Xiaohu expressed his incomprehension at her actions, saying that placing it on top would make it easy for the soldiers to expose her.
Sun Miao'er had planned ahead. Checking dry goods usually didn't require much effort. When the boxes were carried down from above, the officers and soldiers would often just peek through a crack in the bottom or middle layer and let them pass.
It's safer to put it on top.
After loading the goods, Tu Zhenshan led ten brothers and set off from Pingnan City in a grand procession.
Her master's pigeons hadn't flown over for a long time, so she couldn't send a message to Kezhou and could only change her plans as she went.
However, not long after the carriage left the city, on the official road, a horse leisurely grazes on the grass. The man on horseback squints, noticing the approaching caravan.
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