The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 12: No experience in escaping

Tian, ​​Lang?

Shang Wan paused in her steps.

Wait a minute, could the man who caused trouble at the Li family's funeral be Tian Sheng, whom she has been searching for all this time?
So that's where they came here for an affair.

Don't ask her how she knew it was an affair. What decent married couple would go so far as to hold another person's funeral?
Besides, this is the Li family's backyard. The guests who came to pay their respects are all in the front yard. Who else could be in this house now besides the women of the Li family?
Li Wenhua only had one wife, who had long since died, while Li Can had quite a few wives and concubines.

Shang Wan clicked her tongue inwardly; Li Can's head was a little green.

They're in the middle of something, so it's not convenient for her to peek; she might get a sty.

Shang Wan hid behind a bush in the corner of the yard, listening to the sounds coming from inside the house with great boredom, and only stopped after nearly 15 minutes.

A short while later, the door creaked open, and a short, round-faced man with a hooked nose walked out. It was Tian Sheng.

The servant at the courtyard gate bowed and scraped to Tian Sheng. When Tian Sheng asked if anyone had approached, the servant quickly shook his head, assuring him that not even a fly had flown in.

After giving the servant a reward, Tian Sheng left satisfied. Just as Shang Wan was about to get up and chase after him, the door of the house opened again, and a young woman dressed in mourning clothes with a gentle, spring-like face came out.

Oh ho, the one pretending to faint in the funeral hall.

Shang Wan and the others, who had just gotten a big surprise, left before coming out. When they arrived at the front yard, they happened to see Tian Sheng coming out of the duty room and instructing someone to prepare the carriage.

The carriage sped through the streets, and Shang Wan followed from the rooftop, even buying two steamed buns to eat along the way.

I wanted to buy meat buns, but they have a strong smell, and people would easily spot them by the aroma.

Shang Wan followed them all the way to the Tian residence. She watched as Tian Sheng went into his study, and a short while later, Yang Rang, the Tian family's steward, also went in.

Shang Wan crouched in the shadow of the roof beam, carefully moved a tile aside to create a gap, and peered into the house through her squinting eyes.

Yang Rang stood in front of the desk reporting on the affairs of the estate, while Tian Sheng listened, sipping his tea.

After Yang finished his report, he took out a folded letter from his sleeve and handed it over with both hands. "This letter is from the capital. It arrived just a quarter of an hour ago. Please take a look, sir."

Tian Sheng immediately put down his teacup, took the envelope, opened it, and read it quickly. He then stood up excitedly, a broad smile spreading across his round face.

Yang Rang, being very perceptive, smiled and bowed, saying, "Congratulations, sir, on achieving your wish."

"Ahem, the transfer order hasn't arrived yet, so it can't be confirmed." Tian Sheng coughed lightly to cover up his earlier lapse in composure, sat back down, placed the letter face down on the desk, and tapped it lightly with his index and middle fingers.

Yang Rang glanced at it only once before looking away and standing quietly with his hands at his sides.

Shang Wan, who was on the rooftop, was completely confused. She wanted to see what was written on the letter, but even if she had good eyesight, she didn't have X-ray vision.

It took a long while before the sound of voices could be heard again in the room.

Tian Sheng folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, instructing, "Tonight at Hai Shi (9-11 PM), you will personally escort Geng Hao out of the city, through the east gate."

"My lord, should I..." Yang Rang used his hand as a knife and made a cut on his neck.

Tian Sheng lowered his eyes and stared at the envelope. "Send it safely."

The word "safety" was emphasized slightly.

Yang Rang immediately understood, bowed respectfully, and left.

After a moment's hesitation, Shang Wan decided to stay and continue monitoring Tian Sheng.

An hour later, the sun completely disappeared below the horizon, and night fell.

Shang Wan changed to a different rooftop to hide, watching the Tian family eat from a distance.

The Tian family had a fairly simple population, consisting of four masters besides the servants: Tian Sheng, Tian Sheng's wife, Tian Sheng's son, and Tian Sheng's daughter.

Judging from Tian Sheng's gentle and caring manner towards his wife, one would never guess that he would have an affair with his former boss's son's wife at his former boss's funeral.

Seeing that there was still a meal to be had, Shang Wan simply slipped away to Tian Sheng's study and searched it inside and out, but found nothing with a strange smell, so there was no poison hidden there.

Disappointed, Shang Wan reluctantly opened the letter that Tian Sheng had hidden. Looking down, she was stunned.

She didn't recognize a single word.

She wasn't illiterate even in the apocalypse.

After turning the letter over and over and looking at it from every angle, Shang Wan sadly confirmed that she had indeed become illiterate.

I originally intended to write down the contents of the letter, but now I have to copy it verbatim.

Not knowing how to use a calligraphy brush, Shang Wan casually broke off a branch, dipped it in ink, and used it like a charcoal pencil. Before his patience ran out, he finally finished copying it.

After putting the envelope back and putting away everything she had touched in the study, Shang Wan left the Tian residence with the paper in her pocket and headed towards the east gate.

Before the city gates were closed, Shang Wan successfully left the city. Instead of rushing back, she found a discreet spot to hide, took out a chicken leg she had taken from the Tian family's kitchen from her spatial storage, and listened intently to the sounds coming from the city tower while eating it.

The evening drum sounded, and the city gates closed.

Shang Wan waited patiently.

Just after 9 PM, the closed city gates suddenly opened, and Yang Rang drove out in his carriage.

finally come.

Shang Wan stood up, stretched her back, and quietly followed behind the carriage.

The carriage didn't go very fast, and stopped after traveling about two miles.

Yang Rang jumped off the carriage first, followed closely by a man carrying a bundle and wearing a blue cloth shirt.

"I'll take you this far. I still need to go back and report to my superior."

As Yang Rang spoke, he took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket and handed them over. Geng Hao took them and counted them one by one by the moonlight.

A cold glint flashed in Yang Rang's eyes. Taking advantage of Geng Hao's unpreparedness, he pulled out a dagger hidden in his sleeve and stabbed it into Geng Hao's chest.

"call out--"

A small pebble flew through the air and struck Geng Hao hard in the back of the knee. He cried out and fell to his knees. The sharp dagger grazed his cheek, drawing a bright red line of blood.

Geng Hao's pupils contracted in shock; this old bastard actually wanted to kill him to silence him.

Yang Rang missed his first strike, then flipped his wrist and slashed the dagger toward Geng Hao's neck.

Geng Hao leaned back to dodge, and taking advantage of the moment Yang Rang turned around, he kicked him hard in the leg, knocking him to the ground.

He grabbed the bundle on the ground, scrambled to his feet, and ran frantically toward the nearby woods.

Shang Wan, hidden in the shadows, clicked her tongue lightly. It was obvious that this person had no experience in being chased.

If she were Geng Hao, she would definitely pick up the dagger on the ground and kill Yang Rang first, then drive the carriage away. How could an ordinary person outrun a horse on two legs?

After running some distance, Geng Hao obviously realized what was happening. He turned around, but it was too late. Yang Rang had already jumped onto the carriage and was driving it after him.

He cursed under his breath and continued running wildly into the woods on his own two legs.

The path through the woods was not as easy to travel as the main road, and the carriage gradually slowed down.

Geng Hao deliberately chose crooked paths and went wherever they were narrow, gradually increasing the distance between himself and the carriage.

Seeing that things were not going well, Yang Rang simply abandoned the carriage and rode after them.

Hearing the approaching hoofbeats behind him, Geng Hao gradually felt despair.

He couldn't beat that old codger Yang Rang in a one-on-one fight, not to mention that the old codger had a knife. Was he really going to die here today?

(End of this chapter)