South of the capital of Xiliang, in a place rarely visited by people, a column of troops marched forward, raising clouds of dust wherever their horses' hooves passed.
The desolate ridge is not far from the capital of Xiliang. At the speed of the Wind and Thunder Cavalry, it will only take a few days to reach it.
Xie Fu listened carefully to the report from the people who had returned from the desolate mountains. The bandits had already established themselves as kings of the mountains, and their stronghold was beginning to take shape. They had also robbed the poultry raised by the nearby villages and seized their grain. If they had chosen to avoid them from the beginning, it would have been detrimental to them.
Xie Fu did not overestimate his abilities. The Fenglei cavalry went first, followed by the infantry carrying provisions. The task of annihilating the mountain bandits was neither a big deal nor a small one.
He could launch a full-scale attack with his Wind and Thunder Cavalry, but he would inevitably pay a price when facing bandits who ruled the mountains.
The bandits were based in the mountains, making it easy to defend and difficult to escape. He had plenty of patience to wear them down.
Moreover, Xiliang has aroused the suspicion of that person in the Central Plains, and somehow his affairs have also reached that person's ears. Now he can't do anything to show off. Not only can he not do it, but he also has to become incompetent and lazy, and squander all his previous good reputation.
This matter of the mountain bandits must not become a stepping stone for Xie Fu's success and fame, nor can it become the execution ground for the Xie family to discard their usefulness once they are over.
Xie Fu sat atop a tall horse, his black hair tied up, his handsome face standing out against the yellow dust.
He estimated the distance and raised his arm to indicate.
"Stop!"
The adjutant who followed immediately shouted.
The silver-helmeted cavalrymen tightened their reins and shouted to stop their mounts, their movements clean, efficient, and perfectly synchronized.
The Wind and Thunder Cavalry are swift and decisive. They are Xie Jiazhuan's own iron cavalry, who have guarded Xie Fu since childhood. They obey only the orders of the young master of the Xie family, and no one else can order them around.
Even Old Master Xie was no exception.
Xie Fu glanced at the rolling mountains in the distance, dismounted, and said, "Set up camp. We won't advance any further tonight."
"Yes, ma'am."
The well-trained Wind and Thunder Cavalry quickly began preparations for setting up camp for the night. One by one, military tents were unloaded from the wooden carts behind the horses and gradually transformed into habitable tents in the hands of the soldiers.
Xie Fu himself was also busy, setting up his own tent. The surrounding cavalry showed no intention of helping, having long been accustomed to this way of getting along. It would be surprising if the young master ever asked them for help.
This was something everyone was used to doing, and before long, standard military tents rose up one after another.
Xie Fu lifted the curtain and entered the military tent. "Summon all the other centurions. The details of capturing the mountain stronghold still need to be discussed further."
The adjutant nodded and turned to relay the order.
In the Western Liang royal city, at the Xie residence.
Shu Yun closed her clinic as usual at sunset, earlier than the surrounding shops.
Today she still had to go to the Xie residence to see the old master Xie, who was, after all, Jiang Yan's grandfather in this life. Judging from Jiang Yan's appearance, this man must treat Jiang Yan very well.
Based on this, she will take good care of this elderly mortal, so that Jiang Yan can enjoy more of the human affection between family members in this life.
"Dr. Shu."
Shu Yun paused in her tracks and looked toward the vermilion gate of the Xie residence.
A man strode out from inside, dressed in brocade hat and robes, with a shrewd little mustache on his lips.
It was the steward of the Xie family.
She stepped forward. "Mr. Butler."
The butler cupped his hands in greeting, a warm smile on his face. "You've finally arrived. The master has been waiting for you for a long time."
Shu Yun followed behind the butler and said calmly, "I always come at 5 PM."
The implication is that since Master Xie knew when I was coming, there was no reason for him to say that I would have to wait a long time.
Could it be that he, the dignified head of the Xie family and a feudal lord of Xiliang, couldn't find anything else to do before a mere doctor like her arrived?
The butler smiled without saying a word, his already small eyes narrowing into slits.
Shu Yun frowned secretly. Jiang Yan's suspicious look at her last night was still fresh in her mind. Now she wondered what kind of trouble the old master of the Xie family had caused.
Could it be that she, Changde Hospital, had ulterior motives in rescuing him?
Heaven and earth can bear witness that she truly happened to be passing by that day. She was pondering where to find a place to stay. Since she had appeared in the mortal realm, she couldn't be homeless and arouse suspicion.
As she passed by Changde Courtyard, a well-dressed man hurriedly ran past her. She overheard a few words and only heard that the old master's old illness had flared up again.
The servants were dressed uniformly in fine clothes. If a household's servants could wear such clothes, it must be a prestigious family.
No one knew she had come to the mortal realm this time. Without the glazed lamp of the Nine Heavens to conceal her divine power, and without the Book of Fate to see, she was completely in the dark about Jiang Yan's life.
However, she had no way to tell anyone else to seek convenience. Not to mention that Jiang Yan's identity in that life was awkward, and the Demon Realm and the Nine Heavens were irreconcilable enemies, if she asked to borrow the Glazed Lamp, it would inevitably attract the attention of the Jade Emperor and others, who would more or less want to see what this Penglai Goddess would use the Glazed Lamp for.
Furthermore, although Jiang Yan has entered the cycle of reincarnation and is no longer the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, or even a demon cultivator, he is inherently rebellious. Once he enters the path of demon cultivation, his cultivation will grow rapidly. Given the Jade Emperor's temperament, he would certainly not want to have another powerful threat.
She was adept at cultivating demonic arts, but found it difficult and arduous to cultivate immortality. Jiang Yan no longer remembered her, so even if she was willing to guarantee to the Jade Emperor that Jiang Yan would not enter the demon realm, the Jade Emperor would have to believe her.
She currently knows nothing about Jiang Yan's new identity and status, as well as the new power distribution in this world, so it's best to mind her own business.
Shu Yun, wearing a veil, slightly turned aside in the alley to make way for the servants who were hurrying along.
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