Chapter 33 The General Silently Escorts Lu Zhaoruo Home
He swallowed the rest of his sentence under the piercing gaze of his own commander.
He hastily wiped the crumbs from his mouth with his sleeve, and as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the commander's hand gripping the hilt of his sword, the veins bulging as if he were about to draw his sword at any moment.
Ban Ling rushed to Lu Zhaoruo in three strides, almost losing his footing. He grinned, revealing a simple smile, but his large, bell-like eyes showed concern: "Madam Lu, what are you doing here? Do you need any help?"
Lu Zhaoruo recognized the person in front of her as Ban Ling...
Thinking about it, this Deputy Commander of Linhai, though rugged in appearance, was a rare upright person.
Why not ask him for help?
Moreover, he would never reveal his secret of going overseas to find Shen Rongzhi, marry him, and have children.
She hesitated for a moment, then curtsied lightly, saying, "General Ban, you are wise. I do have a matter that requires your help, but unfortunately, none of these merchants are willing to assist me."
Ban Ling patted his chest, making his armor rattle: "Call me! There's nothing I can't help you with."
He glanced at Lu Zhaoruo's bundle and lowered his voice slightly: "Are you sending something overseas?"
Lu Zhaoruo gently gathered her sleeves, her fingertips tightening slightly on the plain paper: "To be honest, I originally intended to ask a merchant to find... my husband's residence abroad."
She paused, a look of worry rising in her eyes, "If he... still keeps his promise, that would be best, but if..."
His voice trailed off, tinged with sobs: “If he marries and has children in a foreign land, I only ask for a copy of the marriage certificate from the local mosque, or a witness statement from the neighbors.”
Ban Ling expressed his deep sympathy, then patted his chest armor and said with great emotion, "I can help Lady Lu with this matter, but I can't just take Lady Lu's sweet peas for nothing."
Lu Zhaoruo immediately thanked him, "Then thank you very much, General Ban."
He looked around, then suddenly bent down and leaned closer, lowering his voice: "I have a 'merchant ship' under my command, specializing in... cough, patrolling the islands for trade. Brothers, pretend to be spice collectors, and I guarantee you'll get things done!"
I didn't expect it to be this simple.
Lu Zhaoruo handed him a plain note and said, "This is the address. Please keep it a secret, General Ban."
Banling made a sealing gesture, "My mouth is tighter than the stone lions of the Dragon God Temple! I will never tell anyone!"
Lu Zhaoruo thanked her again.
Then, she immediately handed the bundle to Banling: "Here is ten taels of silver and a packet of steamed cakes."
He waved his hands repeatedly, then suddenly caught sight of a corner of a steamed bun peeking out from the oil paper package. His Adam's apple bobbed: "Money is really not worth it! But this steamed bun..."
Lu Zhaoruo said, "Then the general shall accept the steamed buns."
Banling took a bite, and his dark face immediately broke into a wide smile: "Delicious! A hundred times better than those dry steamed buns every day!"
Lu Zhaoruo still wanted him to accept the silver.
Ban Ling's ears suddenly turned red: "How about... when Madam Lu has some free time..."
His burly frame suddenly became hesitant. "Bring me some home-cooked food? The commander makes me eat dry rations every day; my stomach is turning into a stone mill..."
Lu Zhaoruo asked gently, "What kind of food does the general prefer?"
On the viewing platform.
Xiao Yeming's knuckles gripped the stone railing, veins bulging, his gaze piercing the dock like a knife.
The silly guy down there was holding a steamed bun and waving his arms and legs excitedly...
What's even more infuriating is that my sister actually smiled...
"I'm here to question you..."
He clenched the last part of the sentence between his teeth, "It's not for you to make her laugh."
"Someone come here."
His voice was chilling. "Order the deputy commander to conduct additional patrols of the three eastern reefs tonight."
The attendant quickly descended the steps, approached Ban Ling's side, clasped his hands in greeting: "Deputy General Ban, the commander has ordered you to patrol the East Three Reefs tonight."
With half a steamed bun still stuffed in his mouth, he mumbled indistinctly, "What's wrong with the Commander-in-Chief...?"
Before leaving, he hurriedly stuffed the remaining steamed buns into his pocket, grinned at Lu Zhaoruo, and said, "Madam Lu! If you want to find out which heartless man again, just come to me! I guarantee I'll dig up his ancestors for eight generations!"
On the gazebo.
Banling stuffed the half-eaten steamed bun in his hand into his mouth and said, "Commander! What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Yeming: "Shut up."
With a glance, Ban Ling immediately fell silent.
He swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and said in a rough voice, "Madam Lu wants to ask someone to investigate where her husband is staying outside. If that fellow dares to take another wife outside, she will bring back proof."
He wiped the crumbs from his stubble and said, "I thought it was just a small favor, so I agreed."
Xiao Yeming tapped his knuckles on the hilt of his sword.
She actually wants to investigate Shen Rongzhi?
However, if Shen Rongzhi really did marry and have children overseas.
He gripped the hilt of the knife at his waist.
"The Dongsan Reef will be exempted."
He suddenly said.
Banling pulled another steamed bun from the oil paper package, his cheeks bulging: "Huh? Commander, you changed this order faster than a soldier can eat..."
He sauntered to Xiao Yeming's side, the aroma of steamed buns mingling with his spittle as he exhaled, "This Madam Lu... hiccup... could she be the owner of Chenji Tailor Shop? The one you specially ordered from the other day..."
Xiao Yeming remained silent, only glancing at the steamed bun in his hand.
Banling, oblivious to everything, took another big bite of the steamed bun: "To be honest, a woman as intelligent and beautiful as Madam Lu must have excellent taste... so Mr. Shen must also be an excellent person."
Xiao Yemo: "Not a good person."
"You know him?"
Ban Ling's eyes widened, and crumbs of biscuit fell to the ground. "How did you know?"
Xiao Yeming ignored him.
Banling asked with a gossipy look, "So that means that Young Master Shen might have married and had children outside?"
Xiao Yeming lowered his eyelashes; he didn't know that.
"Poor thing..."
Ban Ling shook his head, the large bag of steamed buns gradually diminishing in his hands, "Such a good wife..."
How does it taste?
Xiao Yeming suddenly asked.
Ban Ling chuckled: "It smells amazing, even better than candied peas."
After saying that, he turned and left, clutching the few remaining steamed buns.
Xiao Yeming: "..."
It was midnight, and the navy began its curfew patrols.
Xiao Yeming pursed his lips, turned around, and stepped down from the observation deck.
...
Lu Zhaoruo walked along the alleyway back to the Shen residence.
It was already midnight, and there was no one on the road.
suddenly.
As she turned the corner of the alley, she heard unsteady footsteps behind her, mixed with the stench of alcohol: "Young lady... hiccup... It's so late, would you like your husband to see you off?"
The smell of alcohol mixed with the stench of sweat hit Lu Zhaoruo, making her tense and quickening her pace.
"Why are you running! It's dark and the road is hard to walk on. Let your husband help you walk."
The drunkard caught up with them, spewing vulgarities: "Young lady, with that waist you've got, let me, your husband, feel its weight..."
Lu Zhaoruo touched a broken stick by the wall and started jogging.
"Splash..."
The wine jar shattered on the bluestone slab, scattering broken porcelain everywhere.
The drunkard lunged at him with a ferocious expression: "You dare to run away, you shameless woman?"
In an instant, the shadowy figure flashed over like a ghost.
Xiao Yeming delivered an elbow strike.
The drunkard collapsed heavily to the ground.
Moonlight streamed through the eaves, slicing his face into eerie outlines. Then, he drew his knife…
"ah……"
The burly man let out a miserable scream.
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