NCCnovel Chapter 1174 Becoming a Cook by Her Side
Chapter 1174 Becoming a Cook by Her Side
The next morning, Minglang opened his eyes to the aroma of breakfast wafting from outside.
As soon as the tent flap was lifted, Xiang Ke was waiting outside with breakfast.
"Miss, please try this, I just made it."
Minglang looked at Xiang Ke with a hint of hesitation, reminding him that things weren't like this when he brought people down from the Taihang Mountains.
She became a cook in just a short time working for her.
Minglang sighed and resigned himself to his fate.
After a quick wash, she took the breakfast that Xiang Ke handed her and started eating.
Even during meals, they didn't rest. They discussed with Jiang Jiaoyun, Xue Wan, and Li Xianqing where to infiltrate.
Xiang Ke sat down next to him, holding a bowl, and listened.
The women stood to the side and talked. After they finished talking, Xiang Ke also received his task.
Xiang Ke was very satisfied with the result.
Without having to use my own brain, just by following His Highness, I can already see my glorious future.
After breakfast, a few soldiers were left to clean up the mess.
A large number of soldiers came down from the mountain and stopped in front of the county town gate.
The city gates had already been closed when they were almost there.
"Who goes there? State your name at once!"
Jiang Jiaoyun handed over the pass, which still bore Minglang's handwriting, which he had just copied from the Empress Dowager's handwriting the night before.
It instantly fooled the soldiers on the city wall.
The city gates were closed and then reopened in no more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
With a clear objective, Jiang Jiaoyun stayed behind after the city gates were opened to explain the situation to the soldiers who were chatting with her.
Minglang and her team then led their group straight to the target point.
Jiang Jiaoyun sat on her horse, watching the prince's figure grow smaller and smaller.
This matter concerns the Yun family, and she cannot get involved.
Otherwise, even if the matter is eventually resolved, whether she receives a reward or not, or whether she gains merit, it won't be a good thing for her.
This was something His Highness had already discussed with her last night.
After all, the imperial court is not a battlefield; fighting and killing are useless, it's all about human relationships and social interactions.
Even knowing that this matter is related to the Yun family, she can still sever ties with her relatives and follow His Highness.
Perhaps when the news first reached the capital, she would have received some praise.
But what about the future?
Those old ministers are all incredibly shrewd; after what happened today, it will be very difficult for her to infiltrate the court again.
Sometimes, ministers don't need an extremely clever ally.
They believe that true security lies in having each other's weaknesses or vulnerabilities.
And someone who could sever ties with the Yun family so completely would certainly be able to do the same with her colleagues in the court.
Jiang Jiaoyun withdrew her gaze and, half-heartedly, explained the situation to the soldiers guarding the city.
However, everything mentioned was something that had been discussed with His Highness long ago.
The ultimate goal can only be discussed after everything has settled down.
That so-called transit station was actually the richest man in the county.
The brightly lit spot they saw from the mountain alone occupied half of the street.
Fortunately, Minglang brought a large group of people this time, and they managed to cordon off the entire street.
At this time, Jiang Jiaoyun had already spoken with the general guarding the city and locked both city gates.
She has a pass and a letter personally written by His Majesty.
Even before she left the capital to follow His Highness.
She also held an official position in the imperial court, and once her official position was announced, the general guarding the city would know who she was.
They dared not disobey.
When Minglang led his men in, they didn't even give them a chance to beg for mercy.
"All soldiers, listen to my command: anyone who resists shall be executed."
Minglang shouted to the soldiers behind him and rode in.
She already knew who those shady characters in the capital were.
It doesn't matter if not a single person is left alive in this transit station.
When the county magistrate rushed over, Xiang Ke wiped the blood from his hands with a handkerchief and said to the magistrate, who was sweating profusely and waiting at the door:
"Go in, it's in the front hall, the young lady is waiting for you there."
After learning from the city's garrison commander who the visitor was, the magistrate was so angry he wanted to kill himself.
Anyone else could just smash their head against a wall and die, but he couldn't.
Magistrate Cao, trembling, went to the front hall and led the man to the back, disliking the unpleasant smell on him.
After giving Xue Wan a look, she went out to find a place to wash her hands.
"This humble official is Cao Gen, the magistrate of this county. I pay my respects to Your Highness the Crown Princess. May Your Highness live a thousand years!"
Minglang sat on a chair in the front hall, covered in blood. He didn't need to move; blood was still dripping from his clothes.
Seeing that Magistrate Cao's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, he was stunned.
"Judging from your expression, it seems you already know why I'm here."
Magistrate Cao swallowed hard; he really wanted to say he didn't know.
But as soon as he closes his eyes, his heightened sense of smell makes every breath he takes in smell thick and fishy.
"Your Highness, spare me! I do know about this, but I have no choice."
Magistrate Cao sat on the floor of the front hall, with a bloody object not far away.
He didn't dare to move his eyes at all, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't have.
"No way? How could you say you have no way? When you were partying with these people every night, you didn't have any way to stop it?"
His bright face was actually frighteningly gloomy.
When she arrived, the master of the mansion was already sitting in her current spot, waiting for her.
There was no fear or regret in his eyes, only a calm acceptance of the consequences of his gamble.
He even had the mind to greet her and gave her a very proper bow.
Those who knew her would think she was in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, attending court with the Empress Dowager.
Panic only began to show on the man's face when she shot down the dagger he was about to use to commit suicide.
Minglang chatted with him about the torture methods he had developed along the way, and the man's composure vanished.
Before the county magistrate arrived, he had already stammered out everything.
Minglang waved to the side, and several soldiers brought over tables, chairs, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
"Write something, but if you can't write anything useful, I'll take your entire family of over a hundred people with me today."
Upon hearing this, Magistrate Cao collapsed.
His face turned deathly pale with fright, and his hand holding the pen trembled so much that he couldn't write.
"Stop putting on this act. If you can't write anything useful, I'll have your entire family, from nine generations to nine generations, buried with you."
The clear voice, though not loud, left the listener feeling utterly desolate.
Magistrate Cao looked at the Crown Princess sitting at the head of the table. The bloodstains on her face and her cold eyes could not hide the childishness on her face.
But he also came from this point.
This was the time in his life when he was most youthful and spirited.
At that time, he was arrogant and thought that studying was useful.
Having experienced the ups and downs of officialdom, he had long forgotten the joy of his high school days.
Magistrate Cao pressed down on the hand holding the pen, suppressing his fear, and wrote down each word one by one.
Every night over the years, a name that haunts him with fear has appeared in his mind.
This writing took up three whole pages.