"Well, the third one is much smarter than the second one."
"...Brother, this is not a compliment."
The corner of Jiang Sheng's mouth twitched, and the next moment a big hand came over, patted his head gently, and a voice with a smile came.
Jiang Ling said gently, "From now on, just grow the food. If you can't store it anymore, just leave it here. I'll have someone transport it away for later use."
"...Brother, are you planning a rebellion?"
"Well, that depends on the situation. If the emperor is truly ruthless, it's not impossible to consider it. It's better than having your life always in the hands of others."
Jiang Sheng was silent for a long time, and asked in confusion: "Brother, why don't you let me go directly? It would save you the trouble of transporting food, and it would also easily leave clues."
Jiang Ling shook her head, her eyes becoming more complicated.
"No, I'm keeping you here to better protect you. San'er, you are the treasure of the Jiang family, a priceless treasure."
"With you here, no matter how poor the Jiang family is, as long as the bloodline is there, there is a possibility of a comeback."
"As for this place, it's just a place to help you cover up."
Jiang Sheng pondered for a moment and guessed, "Brother means that if the source of food is targeted, then the valley is being watched, so divert their attention."
"No one will suspect that the bulk of the food is with me. No one is watching me, so I will naturally be safer."
Jiang Ling hummed: "I used to treasure this place, but now compared with the secrets in your body, this place is nothing."
"There is a little risk in transporting food from here, but you will be safer. This is what I care about."
"Come on, I'll take you to the cellar. You can put the food there and someone will take care of it later."
The two stayed in the valley for three days before coming out.
Jiang Sheng was riding on the horse. He felt empty in his heart when he thought about the empty space. It would be more reassuring to leave more next time.
"Brother, do you want to eat those fruits?"
"No, they were sold to several other countries and changed hands several times. Even if someone wanted to investigate, they wouldn't find any clues."
Jiang Ling rode on the horse and said softly, "We can use the food for ourselves. Fruits and vegetables are precious in the cold winter. We can make a lot of money and live a better life in the future."
Jiang Sheng nodded, and a peach appeared in his hand as soon as he thought about it. He threw it to him: "Brother, eat it. You can't eat it after we return to the barracks. There are too many people around."
"Well, don't use your space outside anymore in the future. Be careful if someone sees you. It will be bad for you."
"People in this world regard anything they cannot understand as a monster. Burning it to death is normal, but they are afraid of torturing it to death and then sealing it away."
"...I, I understand. I will pay more attention next time."
Jiang Sheng changed his face again and followed his brother.
As soon as the two arrived at the military camp, Leng Feng came hurriedly over.
"Sir, the imperial edict has arrived, requiring the people in the General's Mansion to return to the capital in March of next spring, including the other veteran generals. As for Mo Xiaotong..."
Seeing his strange expression, Jiang Ling raised an eyebrow: "Why, what did the decree say? What does Mo Xiaotong need to do?"
Leng Feng lowered his voice and said, "His Majesty has ordered that Mo Xiaotong also return to the capital and enter the Imperial Hospital directly in the future."
"Oh, the Imperial Hospital?"
"Got it. Go down and keep an eye on him first. Don't let anyone run around. Wait until the first effect of the poison has occurred, then bring him here."
"Yes, sir."
Jiang Sheng, with a strange face, asked in confusion, "Brother, what exactly does that person mean? Why is he targeting Mo Xiaotong?"
"There are so many doctors in the palace, aren't they enough for him?"
Jiang Ling thought for a moment and guessed a possibility.
"No, he's the imperial physician on the surface, but secretly he's probably asking someone to make elixirs. He's gone mad."
"As long as there is even the slightest possibility, I will never give up on immortality."
Jiang Sheng's expression darkened. "Brother, what you mean is that he would let Mo Xiaotong refine the elixir because that person has been targeting him for curing the plague."
"But Mo Xiaotong doesn't know how to make pills, and he's not very good at making medicine. If he's asked to make pills, what if that person gets poisoned to death?"
"Although I long for his death, if he were to die now, the imperial court would be in turmoil, Da Gan would also be in turmoil, and the other countries would probably be ready to make moves."
Jiang Ling looked at him with appreciation and praised him generously.
"Yes, San'er, you are very sharp now."
"So, this is why I poisoned Mo Xiaotong. He has to take medicine every month, otherwise he will be in excruciating pain."
"Having Mo Xiaotong in the palace won't do us any harm. From now on, that person's life and death will be in our hands. Isn't that more advantageous?"
Jiang Sheng frowned, still a little worried.
"If Mo Xiaotong doesn't obey, bad things will happen."
"Well, I have made preparations for this matter. There will always be someone watching him, and we have people in the palace as well."
After hearing his brother's words, Jiang Sheng felt completely relieved.
If his brother had been alive in his previous life, he would have done better than him. At least he would not have watched the family destroyed and been left helpless, filled with resentment and regret with nowhere to vent.
"Brother, it's great that you're alive!"
Jiang Ling saw that he had a sincere face and his eyes were full of relief. She felt a little strange in her heart, but she couldn't tell what was strange.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled somewhat helplessly: "What a wonderful blessing, I received it."
We are entering the coldest month of winter.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and there are fewer and fewer people on the road. Only those who really can't survive will risk going out hunting.
There was a burning coal in the tent.
Jiang Sheng still felt very cold, jumping around the charcoal to warm himself up. What he liked most now was the dark time so he could go into the space.
It was comfortable, neither too hot nor too cold, but as soon as I came out... it was too cold.
If this continues, the military camp will have food and will not starve to death, but how will the people survive? I don’t know how many people will freeze to death.
Oh, if only there was a way to solve the heating problem for the people.
A light bulb went off in Jiang Sheng's head. That's right, he could go to the bamboo house in the space to look for it. Maybe there would be some solution there.
Obviously, the records in the bamboo house were more complete than they are now. He lifted the curtain and said to the guard outside, "I am going to make a poison needle. No one is allowed to come in without my permission."
"Yes, Lieutenant General Mo."
He lowered the curtain, placed the poison needles on the table as a cover, slipped into the space, and headed straight for the bamboo house.
I don’t know how much time passed, but there was a pile of books on the ground.
Jiang Sheng flipped through the paper and murmured, "Pankang, what is this thing? It really has such magical effects. Just burn some firewood and it can keep you warm all night long."
Well, so many people die in their sleep. If it were really so magical, then a lot of people in southern Xinjiang would have fewer deaths.
All you need is firewood, which is very cheap. As long as you are diligent in finding firewood, it is relatively easy and more suitable for ordinary people to use.
Jiang Sheng said with a blazing gaze, "Very good, this is it!"
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