"Here, this is for you." Li Xi took out a large wad of silver notes from his pocket and stuffed them into Old Master Sun's hand.
"Oh, you're so generous today. Usually you're so hesitant to hand it over," Old Sun teased.
"I'm happy, I feel relieved. Do you want it back? No, don't give it back to me." Li Xi pretended to take back the silver note.
Old Sun hurriedly stuffed the banknotes into the secret compartment, saying, "What's given to me is mine."
Li Xi laughed and scolded him for being cunning.
"I'm going to sleep now, you should go to sleep too. Don't wait for me anymore, old people shouldn't stay up late." Li Xi said and went back to her room.
I wrote a letter to Lan'er and Ling'er, praising Lan'er's pills for their effectiveness and Ling'er's new chili sauce for its delicious taste.
They often asked people from the Hidden Sect to deliver things to her. She wrote five pages of detailed writing, put the envelope in it, and then, unable to stay awake any longer, went to sleep. She hadn't had a moment's rest all day.
Song Yuan, who originally intended to kidnap Li Xi, discovered that Li Xi had disappeared without a trace. He led more than a dozen people to chase after her, but they couldn't find her anywhere.
He was so angry he almost bit his tongue off. "Damn it, that kid tricked me!"
"That person is not simple; he has powerful backers," Changsheng comforted him.
"If I ever run into him, I'll tear him to pieces!" Song Yuan gritted his teeth in anger.
"Let's set up defenses first, in case they attack," Changsheng said calmly.
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault for being careless and letting that kid know the way up the mountain." Song Yuan hurriedly went to lead his men to set up defenses.
The mountain path is rugged and easy to defend but difficult to attack. The only worry is the enemy's potential ranged attacks.
Song Yuan arranged for men to ambush him in concealed locations along the mountain path, and instructed them to immediately fire rockets to notify him if the enemy showed any signs of a long-range attack.
After making the arrangements, Song Yuan still felt it wasn't enough, so he led his elite troops to the narrowest part of the mountain path to set up an ambush, intending to trap them like turtles in a jar.
The mountain wind was biting at night, and the moonlight was as clear as water. Song Yuan stared wide-eyed, afraid of missing anything.
Changsheng closed his eyes to rest, and no one knew what he was thinking, but a faint smile appeared on his face.
They waited until dawn but no one attacked, so they sent men down the mountain to investigate.
"That's strange, that kid hasn't come yet. I wonder what mischief he's up to." Song Yuan called everyone back to the village, leaving three or four people to keep watch.
Li Xi slept until noon, ate some food casually in the kitchen, and then went to find Old Master Sun.
"Master, has that person confessed yet?" Li Xi looked at the person tied to the stool, whose eyes were closed, and it was unclear whether he was asleep or resting.
"He's not awake yet, it's alright. I have time to stall him, let's see how long he can keep up this act." Old Sun said dismissively.
Li Xi suddenly remembered a criminal investigation technique she had seen before, and whispered something in Old Sun's ear.
After a moment, Old Sun called for help, saying, "You're such a clever kid, let's do it your way."
When Magistrate Lu woke up, he found himself lying in bed. Just as he was about to call for help, his wife and concubines rushed over to him.
"My lord, you're finally awake! Waaah!" The cacophony of voices in the room gave Magistrate Lu a splitting headache. He covered his forehead with one hand and waved his other hand, trying to disperse the noisy women.
"Quiet! Quiet!" he shouted, but the women's agitation did not subside.
"My lord, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong?" the magistrate's wife asked anxiously, her face full of worry.
"I'm fine, just a little dizzy. What time is it?" Magistrate Lu said as he tried to sit up.
"My lord, why did you collapse in the storeroom? You've been asleep for most of the day, and we were terrified!" the magistrate's wife said, her eyes reddening, clearly worried about Magistrate Lu.
"Alright, I'm fine. I just had to go to the storeroom to find something last night, and I was a little too tired. I'll be fine after a rest," Magistrate Lu comforted him.
Thinking of the injustice he suffered last night, he felt like he was going to vomit blood, but he couldn't bring himself to tell anyone else.
It seems that his plot with his father-in-law was exposed by Li Xi. Although the man was masked last night, it was definitely him.
"Someone, call Zhang San in." It's a real pity we couldn't take Jiuliu Mountain without bloodshed. It's all that Aunt Sun's and her father-in-law's fault for their terrible idea.
He lost both his wife and his army.
Zhang San left Luzhou City with the secret letter.
Li was leisurely watching the man in black, whose head was fitted with a large wooden bucket with a small hole at the bottom, filled with water.
Water dripped from the wooden bucket, hitting the man in black on the head.
Three hours have passed, and it's almost dark, yet this person hasn't moved an inch.
Li Xi couldn't help but exclaim to the man, "Hero, I admire you! You can sleep now, I'm going to have dinner first. The braised pig's trotters tonight are really delicious, and the sauerkraut fish is incredibly sour and spicy, tsk tsk tsk."
Before long, Li Xi came out carrying a large bowl filled with rice and dishes.
"The braised pork trotters are delicious, and the unique cooking techniques make the meat very tender and smooth. Every bite brings a sense of happiness."
The tangy and spicy flavor of pickled fish, combined with the freshness of the fish, will make your taste buds dance on your tongue.
The greens are fresh and delicious, with a crisp texture and a natural, refreshing aroma.
"Oh dear, why did I blurt out what was on my mind?" Li Xi said, feigning annoyance.
Li Xi brought the bowl closer to the man in black. "Smells good, doesn't it? Hmm, it's an irresistible delicacy." Li Xi emphasized deliberately.
The person remained silent, only the sound of swallowing could be heard.
"Hmph, I don't believe you're not hungry," Li Xi thought to herself.
The man in black sat in front of her while she ate, and the man kept his eyes closed.
She doesn't care at all about gaining weight; she can eat whatever she wants without getting fat.
Oh dear, he still won't beg for mercy; he's really a tough nut to crack.
"Wait here, I'll let you smell something even better later." Li Xi turned and left.
Meanwhile, Song Yuan of Jiuxiang Mountain frowned, feeling that something was amiss about the matter.
The young man didn't seem to have any particular purpose. He wasn't robbing anyone, and no one had attacked the mountain yet. What was he planning to do?
"Brother Song, don't think about it. It's not that easy to get up here. Besides, we've already set up defenses," Changsheng comforted him.
“What you said makes sense. Let’s go have dinner first; everyone’s waiting,” Song Yuan replied to the villagers.
Meng Zhelan, far away in Kyoto, has been having a lot of troubles lately. She wonders if Prince An has gotten sick from being so idle, as he sends people to the clinic every few days to invite her to come and see him.
"Your Highness, you are in excellent health, strong enough to kill several tigers. Please rest assured!" Meng Zhelan replied respectfully.
"But, Doctor Meng, I haven't been able to sleep at night lately. As soon as I close my eyes, I'm plagued by nightmares," Prince An complained to her, half-jokingly.
"Perhaps you have been thinking too much during the day. I will prescribe some calming medicine and you can light some calming incense before going to bed."
Meng Zhelan showed no impatience whatsoever, after all, this was a prince.
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