Chapter 12 No experience in escaping
Tian, Lang?
Shang Wan paused.
Wait, could the man in the room who acted so recklessly at the Li family’s funeral be the Tian Sheng she has been looking for for a long time?
It turns out he came here to have an affair.
Don't ask her why she knew it was an affair. Which decent couple would even not let go of someone else's funeral?
Besides, this is the Li family's backyard, and the guests who came to pay their respects are all in the front yard. Who else could appear in this room now except the women of the Li family?
Li Wenhua had only one wife, who had died long ago, but Li Can had many wives and concubines.
Shang Wan secretly thought that Li Can was a little green-headed.
The other person is doing something now, so it's not convenient for her to peek. It would be bad if she gets stye.
Shang Wan hid behind the bushes in the corner of the yard, listening to the noises in the house boredly. He did this for nearly two quarters of an hour before he stopped.
Not long after, the door creaked open and a short, round-faced man with a hooked nose walked out. It was Tian Sheng.
The servant at the gate of the courtyard nodded and bowed to Tian Sheng. When Tian Sheng asked if anyone had approached just now, the servant quickly shook his head and assured that not even a fly had flown in.
Tian Sheng gave the servant some reward and left with satisfaction. Shang Wan was about to get up and chase him when the door of the house opened again and a young woman in mourning clothes with a radiant face walked out.
Oh, the one pretending to be fainted in the mourning hall.
Shang Wan, who had suddenly eaten a big melon, came out after the others had left. When he rushed to the front yard, he happened to see Tian Sheng coming out of the duty room and ordering people to harness the carriage.
The carriage was running on the street, Shang Wan followed it on the roof, and also bought two steamed buns to eat.
I wanted to buy some meat buns, but they have a smell and people could easily find them by following the smell.
Following all the way to the Tian Mansion, Shang Wan watched Tian Sheng enter the study. After a while, Yang Rang, the housekeeper of the Tian Mansion, also went in.
Shang Wan lay in the shadow of the beam, carefully moved the tiles a little, and leaned over to look into the house with squinted eyes.
Yang Rang stood in front of the desk and reported on the affairs of the farm. Tian Sheng held the teacup and listened while sipping tea.
After Yang Rang finished his report, he pulled out a folded letter from his sleeve and handed it over with both hands. "This letter from the capital arrived just a quarter of an hour ago. Please take a look, sir."
Tian Sheng immediately put down the teacup, took the envelope, opened it, read it quickly, stood up excitedly, and a happy smile appeared on his round face.
Yang Rang was very perceptive and bowed with a smile, "Congratulations, sir, on getting what you wished for."
"Ahem, the transfer order hasn't arrived yet, so I can't make a decision yet." Tian Sheng coughed lightly to cover up his previous gaffe, sat back down, placed the letter upside down on the desk, and tapped it lightly with his index and middle fingers.
Yang Rang took just a glance and then looked away, standing still with his hands hanging down.
Shang Wan on the roof was confused and wanted to see what was written on the letter, but no matter how good her eyesight was, it was not X-ray vision.
It was a long while before the voices could be heard again in the room.
Tian Sheng folded the letter and put it back into the envelope, then instructed, "Tonight at midnight, you will personally escort Geng Hao out of the city through the East Gate."
"Sir, please..." Yang Rang used his hand as a knife and cut his neck.
Tian Sheng lowered his eyes and stared at the envelope. "Send it away safely."
The word "safety" is emphasized a bit.
Yang Rang immediately understood, bowed respectfully and walked out the door.
Shang Wan hesitated for a moment and decided to stay and continue monitoring Tian Sheng.
An hour later, the sun completely disappeared from the horizon and night fell.
Shang Wan moved to another roof to hide and watched the Tian family eat from afar.
The population of the Tian Mansion is quite simple. Apart from the servants, there are four masters, namely Tian Sheng, Tian Sheng's wife, Tian Sheng's son, and Tian Sheng's daughter.
Just looking at Tian Sheng's gentle and caring look towards his wife, it is impossible to predict that he would have an affair with the wife of his former boss's son at his former boss's funeral.
Seeing that there was still time for dinner, Shang Wan simply slipped into Tian Sheng's study and searched it inside and out. He didn't find anything with a strange smell, so there was no poison hidden.
Disappointed, Shang Wan settled for the next best thing and opened the letter that Tian Sheng had hidden.
I looked down and was dumbfounded.
She didn't know a single word.
She wasn't illiterate at the end of the world.
After turning the letter over and over and looking at it from various angles, Shang Wan sadly confirmed the fact that he had become illiterate.
I originally wanted to write down the contents of the letter, but now I have to copy it down exactly as it is.
Since he didn't know how to use a brush, Shang Wan just broke off a branch, dipped it in ink and used it as a charcoal pencil. He finally finished copying it before his patience ran out.
After putting the envelope back and putting the things she had touched back in their places in the study, Shang Wan walked out of the Tian Mansion with the paper and ran towards the east city gate.
The city gate was not closed yet, and Shang Wan left the city smoothly. He was not in a hurry to go back, but found an inconspicuous place to hide. He took out the chicken leg he had taken from the Tian Mansion kitchen from the space, and while eating, he pricked up his ears to listen to the movement on the city wall.
The evening drum sounded and the city gates closed.
Shang Wan waited patiently.
Just at the beginning of the hour of Hai, the closed city gate suddenly opened and Yang Rang drove out in a carriage.
It's finally here.
Shang Wan stood up, stretched his waist, exerted force on his feet, and quietly followed the carriage.
The carriage was not moving fast and stopped after about two miles.
Yang Rang jumped out of the carriage first, and a man wearing a blue cloth shirt and carrying a bundle came out of the carriage shortly after.
"I'll just take you here, and then I have to go back and report to the Master."
As Yang Rang spoke, he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed them over. Geng Hao took them and counted them one by one in the moonlight.
A cold light flashed in Yang Rang's eyes. Taking advantage of Geng Hao's unpreparedness, he pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve and stabbed him in the chest.
"call out--"
A small stone flew through the air and hit Geng Hao's knee with great force. He cried out and fell to his knees. The sharp dagger just happened to scratch the side of his face, leaving a bright line of blood.
Geng Hao's pupils shrank in shock. This old man actually wanted to kill him to silence him.
Yang Rang missed the attack, so he turned his wrist and slashed the dagger towards Geng Hao's neck.
Geng Hao dodged by leaning back, and when Yang Rang turned around, he kicked him hard on the leg, knocking him to the ground.
He grabbed the bag on the ground, got up and ran desperately towards the woods not far away.
Shang Wan in the dark let out a light click of his tongue, and it was obvious that he had no experience of being chased.
If she were Geng Hao, she would have picked up the dagger on the ground and killed Yang Rang first, then drove away in the carriage. How could an ordinary person run faster than a horse?
Geng Hao, who had run for a distance, obviously reacted. He turned around, but it was too late. Yang Rang had already jumped onto the carriage and was driving after him.
He cursed inwardly and continued to run towards the woods on his own two legs.
The path in the woods was not as easy to walk on as the official road, and the carriage gradually slowed down.
Geng Hao chose to take the crooked road, going wherever it was narrow, and gradually distanced himself from the carriage.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Rang simply abandoned the carriage and rode his horse to catch up.
Listening to the sound of horse hooves approaching behind him, Geng Hao gradually felt despair.
He couldn't beat that old man Yang Rang in a one-on-one fight, not to mention that the old man had a knife in his hand. Was he really going to die here today?
(End of this chapter)
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