On the official road south of Yanchuan City.
Zhao Cheng wore a pure blue, wide-sleeved shirt, while Yang Taozhi and Zhao Wu both wore black, narrow-sleeved outfits, keeping a low profile as they went out.
The three men each led a horse, while only Zhao Wu carried a backpack. He hunched his back and caught up with Zhao Cheng, asking, "Master, this bag is quite heavy. What's inside?"
"Daily necessities," Zhao Cheng said casually, admiring the scenery along the way.
"Master, this isn't like you at all. You usually travel simply, buying clothes wherever you go and throwing them away after you've worn them, right?"
"These aren't clothes; they contain calligraphy by Jin Yong and Mr. Pu, as well as Chen Feier's hand-drawn sketchbook."
You call this household goods??
Zhao Wu stared wide-eyed and asked, "Why are we bringing all this stuff to Lingshan?"
"You know nothing! Sometimes, these things are more useful than gold!"
Since bribing Li Shu with Chen Feier's hand-drawn sketchbook, Zhao Cheng has gained a new understanding of calligraphy and paintings.
It's practically rock-solid hard currency!
While Zhao Cheng and Zhao Wu were talking, Yang Taozhi suddenly jumped up onto a branch and then leaped up to grab a carrier pigeon.
After reading the message sent by the carrier pigeon, Yang Taozhi said, "The Su family is gone."
Zhao Cheng was not surprised and asked, "Is Su Wansan dead?"
"No, the entire Su family is being escorted to Changsui."
"Who are the people who came to arrest Su Wansan?"
"What sound?"
Zhao Cheng's expression changed slightly, and he pondered, "It seems that Su Wansan will not be able to reach Changsui alive."
"Why, Master?" Zhao Wu asked doubtfully.
Zhao Cheng stroked the horse's mane and continued walking forward.
Seeing that Zhao Cheng did not answer, Zhao Wu was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and laughed, "Our master is really amazing. He brought down the Su family without losing a single soldier and was able to stay out of it!"
"Awesome!" Zhao Wu gave a thumbs up.
Zhao Cheng didn't feel much. He always made plans first and only started taking action after he was sure that the outcome of the plan would not deviate significantly.
Before he transmigrated, he was just this kind of person, only born into an ordinary family and without the resources to realize his plans.
After transmigrating, he became the young prime minister of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and had a father named Zhao Huan who was good at strategizing and planning before acting.
His personality was originally similar to Zhao Huan's, and after being influenced by him, they became even more alike.
No one is born amazing.
With abundant resources and Zhao Huan's guidance, the transmigrator Zhao Cheng was able to grow into the young prime minister Zhao Cheng.
Zhao Wu laughed and said, "After you find the Right Chancellor, if you tell Mr. Lian about this, he will definitely praise you highly!"
"Okay, stop filming. It's just a token gesture from our own people."
Zhao Cheng patted Zhao Wu on the back of the head, looked at Yang Taozhi, and asked, "Any other news?"
Yang Taozhi said, "There's no more important news. Xiao Luomu's men went to Yanchuan to deliver a message saying that he will give you a grand welcome at the north gate of Qingdong City."
"Why learn Xu An's methods of learning anything!"
Zhao Cheng pursed his lips, then stopped when he saw a fork in the road ahead and asked, "Which way do we go?"
Yang Taozhi said, "Going left leads to Qingdong City, while going straight leads to Hannan City."
Zhao Cheng asked, "What about Lingshan?"
Yang Taozhi didn't think much of it and said, "Lingshan is between Qingdong and Hannan. The shortest route is... just go straight."
Zhao Cheng walked forward and said, "Let's go then."
Yang Taozhi followed, but Zhao Wu was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Xiao Luomu is still waiting. Aren't you going to Qingdong City?"
"Finding the old man is the priority; let's go to Lingshan first."
Zhao Cheng turned around and took the bag off Zhao Wu's back, saying, "Go to Qingdong City and tell Xiao Luomu, so he won't wait in vain."
...
Qingdong City.
The sun is setting.
Xiao Luomu stood under the city gate, followed by more than a hundred young men in fine clothes, flanked by two rows of beautiful women, a band with various musical instruments, and dancers in performance costumes.
The servants held up banners in the crowd.
"A warm welcome to the young prime minister for his inspection tour of Qingdong City!"
"Welcome to the head of the Four Young Masters of Yanchuan for guiding the work of the youth in Qingdong!"
"We've come together by fate, let's join hands for the future. Without Zhao Cheng, there is no future!"
"..."
Xiao Luomu gazed into the distance, but did not see the person he wanted to see. He looked up at the sunset on the horizon, feeling anxious.
They and the people behind them had been waiting for more than an hour. Some of their legs had gone numb from standing, and they secretly sat down on the ground to rest.
A man next to Xiao Luomu asked, "It's almost dark, are you still coming or not?"
The man looked very similar to Xiao Luomu, but his face was more angular, and he had a scar on his neck.
"It's almost here, brother."
Xiao Luomu said, "Judging by the time, it should be around this time. There might have been a slight delay on the way."
Xiao Luofeng, dressed in light armor, stood out awkwardly among Xiao Luomu's group. He said somewhat displeasedly, "You can pick up your friends yourself, why do you have to drag me along? I'm a city garrison commander, what kind of behavior is this!"
"Brother, we summoned you precisely because you are the city garrison commander. He is the eldest son of the Right Chancellor, the young Chancellor!"
"So what? I, Xiao Luofeng, earned my place through real fighting."
Xiao Luofeng pointed to the wound on his neck and said in a deep voice, "I don't curry favor with anyone!"
"I didn't say you were currying favor with the powerful!" Xiao Luomu grabbed Xiao Luofeng's arm and said with a forced smile, "This person is very important to me, brother. Please consider this a favor!"
Another kind-faced man beside Xiao Luomu smiled and said, "The Right Prime Minister recently slaughtered the Yedan people, and the Young Prime Minister also wiped out the Southern Zhou spies in Yanchuan City. They are a heroic father and son, worthy of the Lord Garrison Commander's special regard!"
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