The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife-Chapter 2213 - 2215: Scheming Against Each Other
"Do you think they’ll listen to us?" It would be best not to use the prefecture’s guards if possible. This way, even if someone from the court investigates, he wouldn’t worry about being implicated. But the key is, can those bandits be used by him?
"Are you stupid?" Prefectural Magistrate Song said irritably, "Isn’t this just about hiring someone to kill? You send a few thousand taels of silver to the bandit leader, do you think he’ll agree?"
"Right, look at this brain of mine, why didn’t I think of that?"
Prefect Liu chuckled, rubbing his hands in anticipation. "I’ll send someone to deliver a message to those people right away."
"Alright, you handle it." Prefectural Magistrate Song stood up, satisfied, and walked away. Let this idiot do it. Even if it’s found out, it’s his responsibility and has nothing to do with me.
By then, with no prefect in Xining, who else would take office but me, the Prefectural Magistrate?
Prefect Liu watched his departing figure, pursing his lips. "Old fox, do you really think I’m stupid?"
After leaving the room, he called his attendant in, then took several silver notes from the drawer and wrote a letter, with the signature unmistakably Prefectural Magistrate Song’s.
If someone looked closely, they’d notice the handwriting was just like Prefectural Magistrate Song’s.
"Deliver this to Weigang Mountain, to the head boss inside, and say someone wants to do business with him."
"Yes!"
The attendant left, and Prefect Liu smiled. He wanted him to kill, while he reaped the rewards, how wonderful for him.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Early in the morning, Lele stood in the courtyard with her hands behind her back, and seeing her mother sifting something, she asked.
"Your Uncle Shaoling went into the mountain yesterday and found that there are still osmanthus flowers this season, so he brought some back. I heard the local specialties, ice flower pastry and ice flower balls, are made with osmanthus. The cook knows how to make these, so once the osmanthus is drained, she’ll make them."
"Yes, I’ve heard about it. It’s traditional to eat ice flower pastry here during New Year’s," Lele nodded. "I also heard that the dumplings here are different too. The skins are green and red, and I don’t know how they make them, but each dumpling looks like a piece of jade."
"It’s simple, mix vegetable juice with the dough. The green comes from cabbage juice, and the red from purple cabbage, and sometimes from radish or grape juice. The colorful dumplings are mostly made with other juices mixed with the dough."
"Is that so?" Lele tugged on Yang Chuxia, eagerly saying, "Mom, you know how to make them. Let’s have these on the eve of the Little Year?"
"Sure, anything for you." Yang Chuxia ruffled Lele’s hair and handed the drained osmanthus to Ming Lan.
"Mom, when we left the capital, Dad and my sister said we’d return to the capital for New Year’s. Now that we haven’t gone back, my sister is probably going to be upset."
Yang Chuxia sighed, "There’s nothing we can do."
She had been asking people to find a small path to Great Qi. If they found one, she’d head to Great Qi immediately. If not, she’d have to wait until the two armies clashed and sneak into Great Qi with their troops. Otherwise, she’d have to risk crossing the mountain. The barrier between Great Qi and Great Zhou wasn’t just the human-drawn border, but also a natural barrier, Dai Mountain!
But Dai Mountain is often shrouded in mist. Once inside, you can’t see the sun outside and you’ll likely get lost. Inside, wild beasts roam, the ground is teeming with poisonous insects, snakes, and ants. It’s said that ten out of ten people who go in, never return.
