SEC Chapter 249 A Miscalculation!
Chapter 249 A Miscalculation!
Wang Chi was overjoyed to receive the position of governor, but his joy was short-lived as Mu Xue poured cold water on his enthusiasm!
"Father, have you forgotten that Mother is Lady Huide, and that she has a fiefdom?"
Upon hearing Mu Xue's words, Wang Chi's happy smile instantly spread across his face.
Failed!
How could I have forgotten about that?!
How is this any different from being on the frontier?!
Wang Chi's heart felt as if it had instantly entered a frozen wasteland, chilling him to the bone.
Song Jiaojiao found it amusing. "Alright, I come to the capital several times a year, so I basically stay here all the time. But I'll be leaving soon too; the time His Majesty gave me this time is almost up."
In order to hold the family reunion banquet, Song Yi specially applied for Song Jiaojiao to stay for an extra month, so she could only come to the capital again during the Chinese New Year.
And so, a few days later, Song Jiaojiao embarked on her journey back to her hometown once again.
Accompanying him this time was a group of people from the General's Mansion.
Wang Yan and Madam Chengen both left with Song Jiaojiao. Mu Xue, who hadn't been home for a long time and missed it terribly, also left.
Wang Chi was left all alone in the capital.
On the day he left, he watched Song Jiaojiao's carriage drive away for a long time, until the carriage disappeared, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.
So pitiful.
Sigh! The path I chose, I have to walk it to the end, even if I have to crawl on my knees!
Wang Hefan shared the same feeling.
Not long after he entered the army, his irresponsible father ran away.
Now he's truly a pitiful nobody with no connections, someone everyone can bully.
Fortunately, his mother had the foresight to send him to learn martial arts early on, otherwise who knows how badly he would have been bullied!
"Wang Hefan, hurry up and go wash the clothes."
Centurion Lin shouted loudly. He had brought his son in with the intention of getting the top spot and then using connections to get promoted so he wouldn't have to be a lowly soldier.
As it turned out, Wang Hefan emerged as a dark horse, and no matter how you compared them, his son was always second best, which infuriated him.
Wang Hefan silently carried a large basin of clothes to the riverbank.
It's already quite cold in the border regions in September.
The temperature is almost zero degrees Celsius.
The river water was bone-chillingly cold, sending a shiver down Wang Hefan's spine.
"I'm sorry, Herfan, my father has made things difficult for you again."
Lin Shuangmu said dejectedly, because everyone knew that his father was a centurion, and no one wanted to talk to him. Only Wang Hefan was willing to talk to him despite past grievances.
"It's okay, I do laundry at home all the time, I'm used to it."
Wang Hefan skillfully washed the clothes, finishing one in no time.
"Let me help you!" Lin Shuangmu said, holding a piece of clothing and mimicking Wang Hefan's manner.
The moment he touched the river surface, he was stunned.
He hadn't expected the river water to be so cold; it was practically like touching ice.
"Don't force yourself, you've never done these things at home."
"No...no, I can do it."
Lin Shuangmu didn't want his only friend to look down on him, so he soaked the entire garment in water in one go.
It's so cold, like drinking a bowl of ice water.
Seeing his persistence, Wang Hefan didn't say anything more.
He was also puzzled as to why Lin Shuangmu's personality was so different from that of Centurion Lin; they were like night and day.
Anyone who didn't know the situation would never think the two were father and son.
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Back home, Song Jiaojiao got busy again. There were only two months left until the Chinese New Year, or to be precise, less than two months.
Tax authorities in various regions are waiting for her to come and inspect, while food stalls and hot pot restaurants are also waiting for new products.
Song Jiaojiao wished she could break herself into several pieces.
Wang Yan, on the other hand, was more relaxed than ever before, a stark contrast to Song Jiaojiao.
In Qingshui Village, he didn't have to worry about enemies coming in the middle of the night and being unable to sleep soundly.
I can sleep until I naturally wake up every day without having to get up at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM) to attend court.
Here, every day is spent either visiting the workshop or going to the clan chief's house to play chess with him.
Or they would go to the big tree in the village and chat with a group of old men while having afternoon tea.
I've never felt so relaxed and carefree since I joined the army.
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Mu Qing, who got separated from her uncle Wang Ziyi, was not so lucky.
A woman was traveling alone and was almost abducted by human traffickers, but luckily she was quick-witted.
I remember my mother telling her that she shouldn't rush things; only by calming down can she see opportunities.
The Arctic is covered in snow; it's only October, and the country has already had two snowfalls.
On a remote official road, a beautiful figure walked alone.
This person was Mu Qing. She had been traveling on the official road for three days and didn't know how much longer it would take to reach Taka.
My uncle once said that there's a hot pot restaurant called Sifang in Taka, and you can contact him as soon as you arrive in Taka.
Thinking back to three days ago, he and his uncle encountered bandits on the road. To protect her, his uncle told her to go first.
As a result, the horse pulling the carriage got spooked halfway through the journey and couldn't stop. The driver couldn't let her jump out of the carriage, but luckily she didn't hit a rock, which saved her life.
She originally planned to wait for her uncle at the same spot, but she was spotted by a passing human trafficker. Seeing that she was alone, the trafficker had malicious intentions. Fortunately, she had rouge with her.
I deliberately made myself look ugly, otherwise I was afraid my innocence would be in jeopardy.
In the latter half of the night, while the traffickers were asleep, I ran up the mountain and hid there tremblingly all night. I only came down the mountain after I was sure the traffickers had left.
She was cold and hungry, and her head was spinning; she had probably caught a cold.
Everything went black, and I knew nothing more.
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"Da da da"
The sound of horses' hooves came from afar, and Mu Qing seemed to hear it in her drowsy state.
"Master, it looks like someone has fainted up ahead."
The coachman, Su San, spoke to the people inside the carriage.
"It seems to be a woman?"
"Go check it out! If she needs help, give her a hand. Cough cough!"
A clear, cool male voice came from inside the car, as clear as bamboo, but it was ruined by a cough.
"Alright! Clang!"
After the car came to a complete stop, Su San gently patted Mu Qing.
"Girl, girl, wake up!"
Mu Qing raised her head in a daze.
"Girl, what's wrong? Are you going to Taka?"
Mu Qing didn't hear what she was saying, but when she heard "Taka," she nodded slightly.
"It's about ten miles from here to Taka. We happen to be passing through Taka. If you don't mind, young lady, you can come with us."
Seeing Mu Qing's condition, Su San knew that she had caught a cold and that if left untreated, she would likely freeze to death here.
There's a town not far ahead, so sending her there would be a good deed for the young master.
Mu Qing finally came to her senses and heard Su San say that he wanted to give her a gift. She quickly nodded gratefully.
"Can you get up?" Su San asked.
"Sure, thank you, sir." Mu Qing said in a hoarse voice. For the past three days, she had only found some clean snow and had not seen a single source of water.
My throat is so dry it feels like it's on fire.
“Young lady, come with me. You look like you’ve caught a cold. You need to go to the doctor as soon as possible.”
Mu Qing followed Su San to the carriage.
“Master, it’s a girl. She’s going to Taka, so I took the liberty of agreeing to take her with me.”
Su San spoke ingratiatingly to the people inside the carriage.
"It's alright, we're just passing by anyway."
Seeing that the person in the carriage had agreed, Mu Qing said, "Thank you for saving my life, young master."