"Old lady of the Jiang family? Which Jiang family?" Lu Tu asked in confusion.
"How many Jiang families are there in Longcheng? Naturally, it's the Jiang family of the Minister of War. His mother owed me a favor when she was young. As long as I take this to her, she will definitely give me face. The only trouble is that I don't know if that old bastard is dead or not."
Lu Tu and Wang Miaoling were speechless. Wang Min, that old lady, was too sharp-tongued. She was even more sharp-tongued than some young people. Who would curse an old acquaintance to death as soon as they arrived?
However, the two of them naturally wouldn't cross any lines with Wang Min. Lü Tu cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you very much, Grandma. This has really been a great help."
"I'm not helping you, I'm helping the Wang family. If I don't step in, some people will think the Wang family is finished."
Wang Miaoling stepped forward and coquettishly took Wang Min's arm: "Grandma, don't say that. My husband loves me very much and won't bully me."
Wang Min snorted and ignored her, while Lü Tu pondered. It seemed that this old lady Wang Min's influence was indeed frighteningly great, definitely not just what she had told Lü Tu before, that she had only done business in the capital for a few years.
But Wang Min was unwilling to say more, and if Lü Tu asked, he would only be met with a scolding; the old lady really had a bad temper.
This old lady of the Jiang family is naturally Jiang Wanyu's biological grandmother, but Lu Tu will not allow Jiang Wanyu to have any correspondence with her, since the old lady might be able to protect the Wang family's business.
But they will absolutely not make any concessions on Jiang Wanyu's matter, after all, Jiang Lingfeng is still in charge of the Jiang family.
Wang Miaoling groped Wang Min, massaging her shoulders and legs, making the old lady feel comfortable.
Without even opening his eyes, he said, "Go and get down to business. Don't waste your time working for this old woman. I don't have any extra to give you. You can have it all. Now get out of here!"
Wang Miaoling chuckled: "Then, Grandma, shall we head back now? By the way, have you been enjoying the food lately?"
"It's alright."
Lu Tu stood up and bowed to Wang Min: "Grandma, we're leaving now."
She went back and handed the rouge box to Uncle Fu, gave him some instructions, and then went home.
"Miaoling, do you think my temper has always been this fiery?"
Wang Miaoling nodded: "She's much gentler now. When I was little, I saw my great-aunt often hitting my grandfather with a broom, so please don't take it to heart, my great-aunt is just a person who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside."
Upon hearing this, Lü Tu was immediately pleased: "Then it's alright. My aunt is indeed true to her nature. You underestimate me. How could I be angry with her? She's been so good to us."
“I knew my husband was reasonable.”
The two chatted and laughed as they returned home and had lunch. Lü Tu then went out again to find Zhang Miao and Lin Zhichun.
"Dr. Zhang and Acupuncturist Lin, you've been working so hard lately."
Lin Zhichun waved his hand: "It's alright, we're all practicing medicine to help people anyway, it's our duty."
Lu Tu gave him a thumbs up: "As expected of the acupuncture master of Sichuan, your level of thought is boundless! If there were more people like you in the world, there would be no more illnesses."
Lin Zhichun chuckled and said, "Lord Lü, let's just get straight to the point. Why are you flattering this old man like me?"
"To be honest, we still need to continue our work!"
Lin Zhichun asked in bewilderment, "Weren't all the smallpox patients in the village cured?"
Zhang Miao sighed softly, "It's far from enough, Junior Brother. There are still many people in Wuchuan who have been infected. I just didn't tell you because I saw how tired you were today."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhichun immediately jumped up from his chair: "Senior brother, this is no joke! How many people in Wuchuan are infected? Do we have to go and save them all?"
Lu Tu asked in bewilderment, "Didn't you just say that practicing medicine and helping the world is your duty?"
Lin Zhichun glared at Lü Tu, annoyed: "I was just saying that, did you really take it seriously? Senior brother, even if we all added your disciples, we still couldn't handle this!"
After observing for several days, Zhang Miao had already guessed that Lü Tu must have received some kind of order to help the smallpox patients in Wuchuan. At this moment, he closed his eyes and nodded, saying, "We must treat them even if we can't. Don't forget our ancestral teachings!"
Upon hearing the words "ancestral precepts," Lin Zhichun quickly suppressed his previous resentment and bowed, saying, "I will obey Senior Brother's will!"
Zhang Miao looked at Lü Tu and said, "Lord Lü, I am indeed overwhelmed with the medicine. You need to keep a steady supply. Leave the treatment to us. Starting tomorrow, prepare another carriage for us so we can return to Wuchuan."
Lu Tu happily agreed: "Thank you, Doctor Zhang Miao, for your great understanding! I will send someone with you tomorrow to help you."
"Alright, Lord Lü, please go back then. Let's rest for a while today."
Lu Tu didn't bother him any longer and got up to walk towards the training ground. He had a lot of confidence in Zhang Miao's work efficiency; at least Zhang Miao's medical ethics and sense of mission were much stronger than Lin Zhichun's.
This means one task has been completed. There is still one more arduous task: to incite hatred between the Wuhuan and the Dayu.
Lu Tu summoned Nie Yun and said, "Gather 50 cavalrymen and come with me!"
Upon hearing this, Nie Yun perked up and immediately asked sternly, "Brother, are we on business? The brothers are already tired of this place. By the way, where are we going?"
Lu Tu gave a wicked smile: "Go north, dare you?"
"I dare! I'll go and muster the men right away."
Lu Tu left Liu Yang and Liu Hong at home to oversee the situation, while he led Nie Yun and Tuoba Yue, a total of 50 light cavalrymen, out of the village.
His purpose this time was not to directly provoke conflict, but to test the waters first.
After all, although he had a topographical map of Wuchuan and half a topographical map of Huaishuo, he knew nothing about the area north of the Great Wall.
To win a war, one must have a clear understanding of the situation. This is a basic common sense for any general. The soldiers under Lü Tu were recruited and carefully trained by him one by one. Even losing one of them would be a huge loss for him.
This time, Lü Tu had everyone travel light. In addition to the necessary weapons and bows and arrows, Lü Tu also had someone carry a bag of paper and a bunch of charcoal pencils. This time, he wanted to find the activity patterns of the Wuhuan people first.
At the very least, we must ensure that when we lead our troops here next time, we won't arrive empty-handed.
Lu Tu naturally chose the safest Gubei Peak Pass, which had been taken over by Chai Yong. Two warriors had been sent out beforehand to check if there were any enemies on the other side of the pass.
After confirming that there were no enemies, Lü Tu led 50 cavalrymen through.
"Brother, this pass is really dangerous. If the Wuhuan dogs are lying in ambush, we might be wiped out."
Lu Tu scolded, "Shut up! No talking nonsense during wartime."
Fortunately, they made it out of the pass smoothly. When Lü Tu took the lead and leaped out of the crowd, he was deeply shocked by the boundless flat grassland in front of him.
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