It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 119

When Jiang Yan and Chunying took action, Fu Weixin and others had already changed into ordinary people's clothes that had been prepared in advance.

The style was old, worn and white, and had patches of different sizes and colors. Fu Weixin felt very uncomfortable and would occasionally stretch out two fingers to pull at his coat.

When they heard the sound of a carriage passing by outside the alley, they immediately stopped what they were doing and fell silent.

Looking up, they saw a strange man turning into the alley and approaching the corner where they were hiding.

Fu Weixin hugged Huanyan's trembling arms tightly, and Yile quickly covered Baoqin's mouth to stop her from screaming.

"It's Chunying." Yile squinted his eyes and observed carefully, recognizing the familiar figure and gait, and hurriedly whispered to comfort the people around him not to be afraid.

Really? Ting Ying still didn't dare to relax, tightly grasping the thick rolling pin that Jiang Yan had given her, ready to fight back at any time.

As Chunying approached, she noticed the nervous expressions of the four people except Yile. Realizing that her disguise had frightened them, she stopped and said, "Girl, it's me. We're back."

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Chunying put makeup on Fu Nulang, Yile and others in turn. They wanted to pretend to be women with faces worn out by life, and leave the city at dawn among the crowd.

Yile was the first to finish her makeup. After that, she followed Chunying's instructions, turned left and right and found Jiang Yan who was guarding the carriage frame. The two of them went together to deal with the second steward of the Chang Mansion and the coachman who were unconscious in the carriage.

The carriage was not big enough to hide the bodies of two adult men. If it was not dealt with in time before the morning bell rang, it would be even more inconvenient with people coming and going afterwards.

Following Jiang Yan's instructions, Yile drove the mule cart to an uninhabited courtyard. He climbed inside and unlocked the door, revealing three medium-sized mud houses. He untied the hemp rope on the doorknob of one of the houses, revealing piles of firewood and charcoal.

While opening the carriage door for some fresh air, Jiang Yan quietly explained to Yile, "This is the firewood room of the Kou family. They've been having a lot of bad luck lately, so they invited a fortune teller to do some feng shui. He said there's been a conflict with the firewood and other things that fuel fire in the family, so they bought this yard to store the debris they've cleared out."

Yile cut a large piece of cloth from the outer robe of the second steward Chang, divided it into two parts, quickly rolled it into a ball and stuffed it into the mouths of the two unconscious people. He and Jiang Yan carried them into the house one by one.

They cut a few more strips of cloth and tied the two men back to back, ensuring that they could not escape or call for help on their own in a short period of time, and finally covered them with firewood.

The master said that the door can only be opened on the fifth or tenth day of the lunar month, and the firewood and charcoal must be used first by the masters of the Kou Mansion...

Today is the eighteenth. Jiang Yan thought, with only three days left, they shouldn't be frozen or starved to death. The two of them had even specially prepared thick insulation.

After restoring everything as much as possible, Jiang Yan was about to climb out of the yard with Yile, but as if he remembered something, he quickly pulled people back and loaded two large baskets of charcoal into the car, and then hurriedly drove back.

Jiang Yan rubbed his hands, which were stained with carbon black, on his trouser legs vigorously. After wiping them about half clean, he put them into his sleeves, then leaned back against the carriage and pointed out a new route to Yile.

It is said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows. She and Chunying cherish their lives, and if they don't find another burrow, it would be unfair to the risks they took and the crazy hair loss in the second half of the month when they went out of Chang's house.

They met at the next agreed location, stuffed Fu Nulang and others into the carriage, and the mule cart started rumbling towards the East City Gate.

Years ago, Jiang Yan had followed the Chang family's convoy to Xiding Prefecture through the South City Gate, so she knew nothing about the East City Gate. Furthermore, the city was too large for her and Chunying to explore, so they could only follow the main east road.

Manager Chang Er probably doesn't go in this direction very often. They had only been walking for a little over a quarter of an hour when they ran into a patrol team who wanted to check them out.

Chunying calmly greeted the patrol captain, imitating the coachman's voice. Then, pointing to the Chang Mansion seal on the carriage, she whispered, "We are from the Chang Mansion."

Then he pointed at Jiang Yan, who was leaning against the carriage with her head and face covered with a cloth and snoring loudly: "This is the second steward of the Chang Mansion."

"You've probably heard of us from your colleagues. You'll see us more often in the future."

Chunying looked at the sleeping "Second Steward" again, pretending to wake him up while helplessly explaining, "The charcoal fire in the car was burning a little too strong today, and our steward felt chest tightness and came out for air. Who would have thought he was so tired that he fell asleep."

The patrol captain had indeed heard of this incident and immediately bowed slightly and waved his hand to stop them: "Don't disturb the steward's rest. It's almost dawn, so we will leave first to hand over the shift."