Just as Shulan had predicted.
After the second set of drawings was sent over, their treatment improved even further.
Not only has the food improved considerably, but people are also bringing wild game, rice, and noodles every day, and we are getting closer and closer to General He's camp.
In Liu Moyang's words, "Madam is now the most important person in our He family army, so naturally she has to stay in a safe place."
The safest place, of course, is right next to the general's tent.
Shulan then realized just how busy this general was.
Even Chen Ma whispered, "The candles in the general's tent have been burning all night."
Shulan clicked her tongue: "The capable should do more."
For someone like her who's a freeloader, the happiest thing every day is waiting for Aunt Chen to cook delicious food.
Yes, she discovered that Chen Ma was an extremely talented cook. No matter what she wanted to eat, as long as she had the ingredients, Chen Ma could make it very delicious.
And she was already thinking about all the delicious food she had eaten at the border.
So even though I sit in the carriage every day, I don't feel bored. I just think about the pleasant and satisfying feeling that delicious food brings.
The medicinal powder and sachet she had requested were delivered on the third day.
Looking at the large bag of medicinal powder in front of her, which was not only finely ground but also neatly categorized, Shulan was very satisfied.
As for the blueprints, she doesn't plan to draw any more after finishing the crossbow.
Things are valued for their rarity; these two blueprints are enough to keep her safe for a while.
Only by occasionally bringing out something that amazes everyone can one demonstrate their value and have more leverage to discuss future matters.
She also planned that when she reached the border and needed He Fengmian's help, she could exchange the blueprints for it.
Just then, the medicinal powder arrived, and she began making sachets with insect-repelling effects.
Divide the ground patchouli, agastache, artemisia, mint, etc. into three sachets in appropriate proportions.
These herbs not only clear heat and detoxify, and repel mosquitoes, but their rich aroma also makes people feel more cheerful.
Sure enough, Xiao Cui exclaimed with admiration and delight, "Miss, it smells so good!"
Shulan handed one to each of the mother and daughter, instructing them, "Wear it on your body so that mosquitoes won't bite you."
The mother and daughter accepted it with delight and wore it with great interest.
After Shulan put on the sachet, she thought about it and then started making insect-repelling sachets.
She has a natural affinity for soldiers. Throughout history, if it weren't for them protecting the country and shedding their blood on the battlefield, where would the country and its people find peace?
Thinking about this desolate mountain wilderness, it would be good to have such a refreshing and insect-repelling sachet.
They quickly made several more sachets and had Xiao Cui deliver them. As for their concerns about whether they might poison the sachets or whether they dared to use them, that was up to them.
What Shulan didn't know was that when the medicine was delivered, He Fengmian only glanced at it, thinking about the soldiers who had been bitten by poisonous insects in the past few days, and ordered: "Prepare more of this kind of medicine powder so that the soldiers can carry it with them."
"yes."
After everyone left, only he, Liu Moyang, and Chu Wu, the man in black standing there, remained in the tent.
After listening to Chu Wu's report, He Fengmian frowned: "Can't find it?"
The fifth day was the day He Fengmian sent to investigate the legendary master.
Things didn't go smoothly; they couldn't find anyone at all.
Liu Moyang swatted a mosquito that was trying to bite his face and smiled enigmatically: "You can't even find out on the fifth day of the lunar month, that's really impressive."
This lady is becoming more and more interesting.
On the fifth day, he lowered his head, saying, "It is because my subordinates are incompetent."
He Fengmian simply said, "If they are truly reclusive masters, it's not something we can find out about."
Although his bodyguards were very capable, He Fengmian was not arrogant enough to think that they were omnipotent.
He and his elder brother were always accompanied by twenty shadow figures, who were originally part of the dowry given to their daughter by the leader of the Moon Dark Sect.
Back then, Madam He, Luo Mingfu, was the most beloved eldest daughter of the Moon Nether Sect. When she first entered the martial arts world, she met General He, who was returning to the capital to fulfill his mission. She fell in love at first sight and vowed to marry no one but him.
The leader of the Luo sect was so angry he was jumping up and down, but he had no choice but to give his daughter twenty shadows to save her life.
Even so, in that battle, the couple and Shadow all perished tragically.
The cult leader, grieving the loss of his beloved daughter, coughed up a mouthful of blood and nearly went berserk.
Fortunately, they recovered in the end. Seeing his injured eldest grandson and his sixteen-year-old youngest grandson, he sent over another batch of Shadows, hoping to protect his two grandsons.
These shadows followed He Fengmian from the first to the tenth day of the lunar month.
From the first to the last, they followed He Fengling, protecting him and becoming his legs.
They are extremely skilled at both assassination and intelligence gathering.
Liu Moyang was naturally surprised that he couldn't find out any information about that expert even on the fifth day of the lunar month.
Looking at his friend, he asked, "Should we still investigate?"
He Fengmian looked at the sachet in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Investigate."
"Yes." Chu Wu disappeared.
In the evening, Chu Er came to report on Miss Xie's itinerary for the day.
They enjoy good food and drinks, and live a very comfortable life.
He Fengmian told Chu Er to continue keeping an eye on things, and then went back to doing his own thing.
Recently, Kanjinguo learned that he was returning to the capital and became very restless.
Even though we'll be at the border in a few days, we're busy traveling during the day and handling official business at night.
Basically, while everyone else was resting, only the general's tent was always lit with candles.
That night, Shulan couldn't resist drinking two more bowls of the delicious mushroom soup. When she had to get up in the middle of the night, she saw the candlelight in the general's tent.
Suddenly I remembered a piece of gossip I'd overheard before, saying that this general looked old, but was actually only twenty-two.
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