The incident happened before dinner.
Feng Yu led his men back from hunting and obtained a large amount of prey. He said that they should enjoy it together at dinner time, so he asked people to prepare it, and the rest of the people returned to the tents to rest.
The court officials were exhausted after riding horses and pulling bows all day, so they all went to rest.
The female members of the family thought that they would have dinner with the emperor in the evening and had to be in good spirits and dress appropriately, so they all prepared in their tents.
The only exception is Jiang Ling.
She chatted with Jiang Lianshan and Jiang Yi for a while, and then they went to rest. She and Meng Wanjie prepared things for the evening, and then acted coquettishly and said she wanted to go out for a horse ride.
Meng Wanjie knew that she couldn't sit still, so she repeatedly told her to come back early, not to go too far, and to bring Xiaojia and the others with her.
Jiang Ling agreed to all of them.
She put on a lighter culottes, which was actually just a layer of trousers inside the skirt. There was no other way. In this era, and since she was not a military general, she could only do this.
In addition, he filled two sheepskin water bags with durable pastries in oil paper, wrapped them and put them in a cloth bag, saying that it was just to prevent him from getting hungry while riding his horse outside.
To prevent accidents, she also brought golden wound medicine and anesthetic powder, which she had bought when she just started learning horse riding. She just said that she was afraid of getting injured and kept them ready at all times. She wrapped the two kinds of medicine powder in a small piece of cloth and pinned them around her waist.
Finally, he secretly took a small dagger, wrapped it carefully and put it into his sleeve.
Jiang Ling left Zizhen and Luzhu behind and only took Xiaojia with him.
Zizhen and the others didn't know how to ride horses, and thinking that Xiaojia would protect the young lady, it was inconvenient for her to go. She just gave Jiang Ling a few worried words before leaving.
At this point, Jiang Ling felt that he had taken everything he needed.
The key point is that carrying too many things is not only difficult to escape because it is heavy, but also looks suspicious.
This is just right, no more.
She jumped onto the horse and started walking with small, "clacking" steps.
She didn't walk too far. She just waited for the bandits to arrive and then rushed into the jungle next to the camp.
Zhou Jing'an checked and thought everything was arranged properly.
He left the tent and found that there was almost no one outside except patrolling soldiers and palace maids and eunuchs carrying firewood and water.
He nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to go back, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Ling riding a horse for a stroll. His eyes paused and his brows furrowed.
No, she can't be outside.
It would be dangerous if things got chaotic, so we had to let her into the tent.
Zhou Jing'an was a little anxious and didn't care about anything else. He strode over and stood in front of Jiang Ling.
"Miss Jiang, you should go back and rest for a while and wait for dinner." His voice was rarely anxious.
Jiang Ling frowned and shook his head, "I was just walking around here casually. Did I disturb Lord Zhou?"
She didn't want to go back, otherwise how could she join them and take advantage of this big event to earn a lot of favor points.
Mr. Zhou?
She calls herself Lord Zhou?
Zhou Jing'an's expression paused, his brows darkening.
How come after not seeing each other for a few days, she no longer calls me Mr. Zhou, but instead calls me the unfamiliar Lord Zhou.
If Ye Song heard his inner voice, he could only say that the young master really had two standards for people and things.
When applied to Chang Shu, it's just a name and has nothing to do with closeness. But when applied to Jiang Ling, why does it become "the strange Mr. Zhou"?
He lowered his eyes, but still insisted: "Miss Jiang, please go back and rest for a while. It won't be too late to take a walk after dinner."
Jiang Ling still shook his head.
Don't try to drive me away.
I'll follow you guys.
Zhou Jing'an only then realized that Jiang Ling was so stubborn, but he couldn't say anything harsh when he looked into her clear eyes.
His brows were filled with helplessness, his voice was filled with a sigh, his eyes turned, and he said, "I have something to give to Miss Jiang. Could you please wait for a moment?"
He gave himself something?
This is truly unprecedented.
Jiang Ling asked curiously, "What does Master Zhou want to give me?"
Zhou Jingan felt uncomfortable when he heard the name "Master Zhou" and just told her to wait. "But I have a condition."
"What conditions?"
It turns out there are conditions.
Zhou Jing'an looked at her and said gently, "Miss Jiang, could you please open it and take a look after you return to the tent?"
That’s it?
Jiang Ling immediately nodded to indicate that it was no problem. When Zhou Jing'an turned around to get something, her little brain started working as soon as it was idle.
That's not right. Doesn't this just mean that I should go back?
Why did Zhou Jing'an insist on letting him go back to the tent?
Jiang Ling had a bad feeling. Did he know something was going to happen soon?
How is that possible?
Before she could figure out what was going on, Zhou Jing'an had already returned, holding a wooden box in his hand, looking a little embarrassed.
"Miss Jiang, this is..."
He had only said half of his words when suddenly there was a slight vibration from the ground, which stopped him in his tracks.
Jiang Ling was shocked. Could it be an earthquake?
We're halfway up the mountain here. What if there's a landslide?
Apart from the slight vibration, there was also a sound coming from far away.
Zhou Jing'an's pupils shrank slightly, his face solemn, "Not good, hurry back to the tent, it's dangerous here."
Before Jiang Ling could say anything, she saw a group of men on horseback, brandishing swords, rushing out from the hillside. The vibration just now was caused by the horses' hooves stepping on the ground.
They all had ferocious faces, brandishing knives and sticks, and they were obviously bandits!
Jiang Ling immediately turned his horse's head, and Xiao Jia stuck to the side of the horse to protect him closely. Zhou Jing'an casually put the wooden box into his arms, quickly returned to the tent to get his sword, took out a firework from his lapel and set it off, which immediately exploded in the air.
The camp was instantly in chaos. The patrolling soldiers rushed forward to fight the bandits, and the guards accompanying each family also drew their swords and shouted "Protect the emperor".
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