After I traveled through the book, I fought back in the Hou Mansion

Chapter 188 Sending Letters

Chapter 188

Ye Yi quickly declined, saying, "It's because those people are considering the prince's face that they offer such a low price. You don't need to think about thanking me. If you really want to express your gratitude, just go and thank my prince. I have to go to the backyard to discuss some things with Zhao Qian right now, so I won't disturb you, young lady." After that, he bowed respectfully, then quickly turned around and left.

Luo Shuiyao gazed at his receding figure, the corners of her lips curling up slightly in a faint smile. Her mind was as clear as a mirror, so how could she not be aware of the twists and turns involved? The person who deserved the most gratitude was undoubtedly Ye Yunzhou. The prices offered by the lumber and other material suppliers were so low, so Ye Yunzhou must have subsidized them privately. But this was all to the good. These people were the descendants of loyal martyrs, and should have been well-supported by the court. Yet, they now lived in such poverty and distress. This suggested that corruption within the court was rampant.

Ye Yunzhou and his father, Marquis Zhongyong, control most of the military power of the Northern Protection Army. Whether from the perspective of humanity and morality, or from the perspective of their own duties, they should indeed do their part and shoulder the responsibilities that have not been fulfilled for those retired soldiers and their families who have been neglected and not received the care they deserve.

At the moment, she was in dire need of both manpower and material resources. In this situation, she could simply feign ignorance. When the time was right, she could publicly reveal this secret favor to the entire group. Those soldiers, who had thought themselves heartlessly abandoned, would undoubtedly feel even more grateful. This would also significantly enhance their father and son's prestige within the Northern Defense Army, earning them even greater respect and support.

Now that she had figured it out and made such a plan, she no longer worried about it. She turned around and left the yard, called the little maid not far away, and told her to call Zhuangzi over.

The little maid was very efficient and in just the time it took to burn an incense stick, Zhuangzi arrived in the yard.

"Miss, did you call me for instructions?"

Luo Shuiyao had just written an envelope.

Seeing Zhuangzi coming, she immediately stood up and handed the envelope to Zhuangzi, along with a small bundle. "Send these things to Yang Wei, he will know what to do."

When Zhuangzi heard Luo Shuiyao order him to deliver the letter, he took it respectfully without any hesitation or further questions. He then bowed politely and said, "Don't worry, young lady. I will deliver it as soon as possible."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and hurried towards the stable of the villa.

At the stable, he asked the groom for a fast horse, then jumped on it nimbly, squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and rode away towards Kyoto.

When he finally arrived in Kyoto, even though he had ridden non-stop without a single break, it was already getting late, the sun gradually setting. Arriving at the city gate, he took out his pass, and the guards quickly let him through. But despite his anxiety, he could only ride his horse as fast as he could, heading towards Yang Weiwu Hall.

Finally arriving at the door of Yang Weiwu Hall, Zhuangzi jumped off his horse and went forward to knock on the door.

After a while, Yang Yong came to open the door on crutches. Seeing Zhuangzi, Yang Yong's face was filled with surprise. He enthusiastically patted Zhuangzi's shoulder and said with a smile, "It's been a while since I last saw you. You've grown a lot taller and gained weight."

Zhuangzi scratched his head in embarrassment. He had been speeding along, and the veil he had been wearing had vanished without him noticing. Although he was now dressed in women's clothing, perhaps because he had been wearing a veil all these days, he looked taller and fatter, his face fairer.

Yang Yong's gaze shifted downwards, and when he saw the bulging chest, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, jokingly saying, "Boy, are you addicted to pretending to be a girl? What on earth is that thing you have in your chest?"

Seeing this, Zhuangzi quickly reached up and covered his chest tightly. It wasn't that he was shy, but rather that his chest contained an important item that the young lady had asked him to deliver. Suddenly coming to his senses, he no longer cared about being shy and ran towards the martial arts hall, shouting as he ran, "I'm very busy today. I'll chat with you when I have time."

Then he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brother Yang Wei, where are you?"