Chapter 315 - Chapter 315 Protecting the purse on March 15
Chapter 315: Protecting the purse on March 15 Chapter 315: Protecting the purse on March 15 Three days later, as per Ye Jiu’s request, the convoy slowed down its pace, particularly when they came across densely crowded towns, and began inquiring about Ye Gaosheng’s whereabouts.
However, in this age of underdeveloped information, searching for someone was like finding a needle in a haystack, and even in the same location, there was a high chance of missing each other.
Ye Jiu had already considered this problem, which was why she brought goods to sell along the way. The various precious furs she was transporting would surely cause a sensation, and if Ye Gaosheng happened to pass by, it would undoubtedly attract his attention and thus help avoid missing each other.
“Miss,” Ye Wenzheng asked, “The city up ahead is Fengyang City. I have long heard of its unparalleled prosperity. There are surely many wealthy people there. Should we start offloading our goods here?”
“Fengyang City?” Ye Jiu had also heard about it early on.
It was the fief of the Sikong Royal Residence. Speaking of which, their Shuangxi Town was also under the jurisdiction of Fengyang City.
“Since there are many wealthy people, let’s start here,” Ye Jiu said.
She was indeed in need of money at the moment. Although Ye Wenzheng sold two pearls for five thousand taels of silver, some was spent on purchasing horses and carriages, and Ye Changsheng was left with one thousand taels to hire people to build the family house, not to mention the two thousand taels she secretly added to He’s money box. When she counted the remaining silver in her hands, it wasn’t much.
On the official road, a team of cavalry rode in formation.
The person leading them, clad in black with flowing ink-black hair, spurred his horse on, his robe and hair whipping in the wind as he galloped forward.
This team was none other than Sikong Mo and his entourage.
Si Nan, removing a piece of paper from the leg of a pigeon that had landed on his shoulder, read it and then frowned, squeezing his horse’s sides with force before maintaining pace beside Sikong Mo, “Master, a message has arrived from Si Rong’s end, the spy that was caught has spilled the beans.”
“Oh?” Sikong Mo said with near certainty, “Is it her person?”
“Yes,” Si Nan nodded, as each time his master mentioned ‘her’, he would appear this way, so Si Rong and the others knew exactly who he referred to.
“Hmph!” Sikong Mo’s expression showed faint scorn, “To take my life, she really spares no effort!”
“Master…” Si Nan looked at Sikong Mo’s expression with a touch of heartache.
“According to the latest news received, the delay in military provisions from the capital city is the work of the old Princess Consort in collusion with the second Prince,” said Si Rong with profound distress.
Other people’s mothers always schemed for their children, but the mother of their Prince, without sparing any effort, sought her own child’s life, which was truly unfathomable.
Sikong Mo found that even upon hearing again of her relentless efforts against him, he no longer felt pain.
Perhaps he had grown numb to the pain.
However, colluding with the second Prince was indeed within her capabilities.