The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1154 - 977, The Calm Little Daozi

"Princess Consort, it’s terrible, the old master is injured!"

Daohua was discussing matters with the butler of the Prince Residence when she saw Guyu rushing in frantically, unable to hide the panic on her face, and quickly asked, "Who is injured?"

Guyu anxiously said, "It’s the old master. Dongli returned holding the blood-covered old master, saying they encountered desert bandits, and the Little Prince... the Little Prince..."

Daohua stood up abruptly, her heart suddenly leapt to her throat, "What happened to Daozi?" Her voice trembled as she spoke.

Guyu announced, "The Little Prince has been kidnapped by the desert bandits!"

On hearing this, Daohua breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, he was just captured. Then, like a gust of wind, she dashed out of the room and ran straight to Gu Jian’s courtyard.

"Master!"

Seeing Gu Jian lying on the bed with a pale face and an arrow still stuck in his back, Daohua’s body swayed: "Quick, go inform Prince Xiao Yeyang and bring Doctor Ge from the bureau back to the residence."

Gu Jian, upon seeing Daohua, forced himself to sit up despite the wound, his face and eyes full of urgency: "Daozi, save Daozi quickly!"

It was his fault for not looking after Daozi. If something happened to Daozi, even sacrificing his old life would not be enough.

Seeing fresh blood beginning to seep from the wound on Gu Jian’s back again, Dongli and Caiju both had faces full of shock and horror.

Daohua steadied her mind, forced herself to calm down, quickly went forward to help Gu Jian back down, and comforted him, "Master, I have already sent someone to notify Xiao Yeyang. Daozi will be alright."

Gu Jian’s face was full of regret, pounding the bed with self-reproach, "I shouldn’t have taken Daozi out of the city. I should not have done it!"

Daohua, worrying Gu Jian might aggravate his injury, signaled Caiju to hold him down, and recalling what Xiao Yeyang had told her last night, hurriedly said, "Master, don’t panic, for the time being, Daozi will not be in danger."

"Truly, the desert bandits wouldn’t dare to confront the Prince Residence directly. Their kidnapping of Daozi is probably just to rescue the people that were arrested by the bureau. Rest assured, Xiao Yeyang and I will definitely rescue Daozi."

Gu Jian gradually calmed down, and not long after, Xiao Yeyang arrived with the panting Doctor Ge.

Seeing Daohua with red-rimmed eyes from worry, Xiao Yeyang gave her a reassuring glance and let Doctor Ge tend to Gu Jian first.

After Doctor Ge used the Powder for Anesthesia, Gu Jian passed out within moments.

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua, "Don’t worry, don’t fret, I am going immediately with the cavalry to Wuhu Village to rescue Daozi. I won’t let anything happen to our son."

At this moment, Daohua couldn’t hold back anymore; tears spilled from her eyes as she trembled, "Then go quickly, I will look after the Master here. You must bring our son back safely."

Xiao Yeyang nodded solemnly, and once Doctor Ge had successfully removed the arrow from Gu Jian’s back, he turned and walked out.

"I’ll go with you. I heard that Wuhu Village is easy to defend but hard to attack. If I come along, I might be able to help."

Chu Lang stepped forward, handing the panicked Guo Ruomei over to a maid for support.

Xiao Yeyang nodded, "Thank you."

Chu Lang responded, "Let’s go, saving someone is urgent."

Watching the two leave, Daohua then turned her gaze to Dongli, kneeling in the courtyard.

Dongli was covered in wounds, his clothes soaked in blood, but he did not seek medical attention and instead insisted on kneeling there.

Daohua asked, "...What exactly happened?"

Dongli quickly recounted the events.

"This afternoon, the old master saw how joyful the Little Prince was riding a horse, and on a whim wanted to gallop outside the city. I was negligent, thinking as long as we didn’t go too far from the city, nothing would happen, so I didn’t return to the residence to bring the bodyguards."

"We’d barely left the city when we were surrounded by desert bandits. There were more than twenty of them—I was tied up, and while the old master was fleeing with the Little Prince, he was hit by an arrow and fell from his horse."

"That’s when the Little Prince was captured by the desert bandits."

"Princess Consort, it’s my incompetence that allowed the Little Prince to be kidnapped."

At that time, the old master had ordered him to save the Little Prince, but seeing the old master seriously injured, he feared delaying treatment would lead to tragedy, so he brought the old master back to the residence first.

Daohua took a deep breath, gestured for Dongli to go tend to his wounds, and then went inside to check on Gu Jian’s condition.

"Doctor Ge, my master will be alright, won’t he?"

Ge Xun stated, "Luckily the wound isn’t deep, and it hasn’t hit any vital spots, but the old master is advanced in age, and it’s feared he will need some time to recover from this injury."

Daohua said, "I would trouble Doctor Ge to stay at the residence for a couple more days."

Ge Xun nodded, "That’s only right."

That night, Daohua stayed by Gu Jian’s side the entire night, only returning to the main courtyard when she was sure Gu Jian’s condition had stabilized. Upon her return, she had someone call for Yan Shouhou.

"Send someone to gather information about Wuhu Village right away, the more detailed, the better."

Yan Shouhou dared not delay and promptly withdrew.

Snakes have their paths and rats have their tunnels. Over the years he spent in Xiliang, as the top butler by the Princess Consort’s side, he also made many connections with the people from the underworld, making it quite easy to gather information.

...

Meanwhile, at Wuhu Village.

The chief was in the meeting hall, discussing with the leaders of the village on how to rescue the third and fourth chiefs, when he saw the second chief stride in, dragging a burly little boy.

The chief frowned, "Second brother, who is this child?"

The second chief threw Daozi onto the ground, "Offspring of Prince Wei Yuan!"

At those words, everyone in the meeting hall changed their expressions.

The chief stood up abruptly, looking at the second chief with irritation, "Who instructed you to do this? Capturing the son of Prince Wei Yuan, do you wish for Wuhu Village to be annihilated sooner?"

The second chief seemed unconcerned, "Big brother, even if I didn’t capture this little one, would Prince Wei Yuan spare us? The Imperial Court used to ignore Xiliang, which allowed us to grow and strengthen."

"But ever since Prince Wei Yuan came, he’s been reforming the military outposts and establishing his residence. Would he spare the likes of us bandits?"

The chief took a deep breath, "Even so, you should not have confronted Prince Wei Yuan head-on. The Xiliao people have been subdued by Prince Wei Yuan’s might, our little band of men here wouldn’t be enough to fill the gaps between his teeth."

The others also looked at the second chief with disapproval.

The second chief was slightly irritated, "I didn’t want to confront Prince Wei Yuan either, but the third and fourth chiefs were captured by him. How can we rescue them without thinking of something?"

The chief gritted his teeth, "If it weren’t for your reckless actions before, how would the third and fourth chiefs have been captured?"

The second chief glared, "Big brother, it’s unkind of you to say that. Who am I doing this for? Isn’t it just to let our brothers have a taste of better days?"

Seeing the chief and second chief starting to squabble, the fifth chief quickly intervened to mediate, "Big brother, second brother, it’s futile to talk about these matters now. Let us focus on how to resolve the current issue instead."

The chief calmed down, his gaze turning towards the little boy who sat quietly on the ground, not making a fuss or crying.

Although the eyes of the little child betrayed his panic, his face was a portrait of calmness.

The chief sighed inwardly, truly a seed of Prince Wei Yuan, already possessing the demeanor of ’Mount Tai collapsing yet not a twitch on his face’ despite his tender age.

The chief approached Daozi, examining the little fellow curiously for a while before asking, "Why aren’t you crying? Aren’t you scared?"

The second chief also looked over, noting how this little child had been incredibly obedient on the way back after his initial fierce resistance.

Daozi, with his large, round eyes, looked at the chief and pursed his lips, "If I cried, would you let me go?"

The chief did not expect Daozi to pose a question to him and was momentarily taken aback before shaking his head, "No."

Daozi curled his lips, looking as if he knew it would be like this, "Since crying is useless, why should I cry?"

His mother had told him stories that when faced with overwhelming odds, one must understand the situation.

Every time his mother was angry, he would never directly oppose her.

This response left all the bandits in the meeting hall somewhat astonished, with even the second chief unable to help but remark, "The brat’s got guts."

Daozi ignored the second chief, looking straight at the chief, realizing that this man was the decision-maker.

The stories his mother told had said, to catch a thief, first catch the king.

"Uncle, may I ask you a question?"

The chief’s eyebrows lifted as he looked at the little tot on the ground, "What do you want to ask?"

Daozi, frowning with a steamed bun face, inquired puzzledly, "Why did you capture me?"

The chief looked amusedly at the cute, bewildered Daozi, "Because your dad captured our men."

Daozi furrowed his tiny brows, "If it was my dad who captured your people, then you should go find my dad, right? There’s a clear distinction between grievances and debts, why are you capturing me?"

"I’m still a child, and all of you are adults, not only bullying the young and the few, it’s somewhat lacking in fairness, and quite contrary to the codes of the jianghu."

The chief and others: "..."

All looked oddly at Daozi, who sat on the ground, reasoning with them.

"My my, are the children of big households all so clever? How old is he to leave me feeling embarrassed?"

"And jianghu rules? This little kid is really amusing."

The chief cast a sidelong glance at those who had spoken, then with a smile watched Daozi, "Uncle didn’t want to capture you, but your dad is too strong. Uncle’s brothers were captured by him, and wants to exchange you for them; now isn’t that fair?"

Daozi spread his hands, "I am fish meat, you hold the carving knife; fair is as you say," with a look of helpless resignation.

The chief laughed heartily, lifting Daozi up, "If you weren’t the son of Prince Wei Yuan, I’d truly wish to adopt you as my godson."

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