General, your wife has gone to deliver another calf for your horse.

Chapter 640 The Young Master Has Arrived?

"Madam, although we have some connections with the Imperial Preceptor's residence, this is still the Imperial Preceptor's residence. The Imperial Preceptor generally doesn't participate in court struggles, so even if we have a good relationship, it won't work. We can't very well use coercion or bribery, can we?"

As Dongzang spoke, he became increasingly tearful and fussy, stroking his chin as he said, "Furthermore, the Grand Preceptor has been unwell lately, and now all four Protectors have returned. I can probably handle one, but with four, I can only escape with you. What's more, they also have an old steward in their residence. And the Grand Preceptor has now recovered his power, so there are at least six top experts in his residence. If we are really discovered, I might not even be able to escape with you."

Jiang Nuanzhi clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes at her: "Why are you boosting others' morale while belittling your own?"

After saying that, he rolled his eyes at her again: "Besides, it's just a casual visit. When did you become so timid?"

Upon hearing this, Dongzang forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Is this how you visit someone's home? Madam, we've practically jumped over the wall to sneak in. Visit someone's home? Listen to that yourself, is that even right?"

Jiang Nuanzhi choked: "Isn't it because the old man shuts himself in and refuses to see anyone as soon as he gets home? He's acting like there's really no one in the mansion. Besides, it's easy for people to see us if we go through the front door, so I don't think there's anything wrong with jumping over the wall. You hurry up."

As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she jumped off the wall.

Before jumping down, Dongzang still asked, unwilling to give up, "Why don't we give the Grand Preceptor a heads-up beforehand?"

Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "That's fine. You go in first and say hello to the old man, then come back to me. I'll wait here."

"No, no, Madam. Why don't we go together?"

Dongcang swallowed hard again. Was this a joke? With the lady present, at least those experts would recognize her and wouldn't make a move. If he went in, even if he encountered a trap, let alone a person, he would be doomed.

For a moment, he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and jump in with the lady.

It has to be said that Dongzang is now truly convinced by his wife.

Putting everything else aside, just look at that energy level—it's something no normal person can match!

Take today for example. I received the imperial edict when I woke up this morning. Then I settled the household chores, went to the palace to express my gratitude, came back to prepare for the surgery, went to the general's mansion to take stock of things, went to the imperial prison after taking stock, ran to the south of the city to retrieve things after coming out, and performed surgery on more than twenty people after returning. Now it is already past midnight, and the madam has actually appeared at the Imperial Preceptor's mansion!

Was this night a little too long?

Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Dong Cang, who was standing there in a daze, and patted her on the shoulder: "Shut your surprised mouth. The two of us are here on a mission today."

Dongzang: "Huh?"

Winter hibernation leaves me with a head full of questions.

"My Ping'er is coming back."

"Huh? This is related to the eldest young master?"

It seems that the lady had already given detailed instructions about the eldest son's room, food, and clothing during the day.
It must be said that despite being so busy, the madam did not neglect the affairs of the young masters at all, taking care of every little detail.

Jiang Nuanzhi twitched the corner of her mouth: "These past few days, we've gotten all sorts of tonics from the old man, and everyone in the family has taken quite a bit. Ping'er got the least, so we had to ask for some medicine, right?"

Jiang Nuanzhi rubbed her hands together: "I won't make things difficult for you, old man, but we can't afford to be stingy at a time like this."

"Huh? Weren't we here to persuade the Imperial Advisor? Were we here to ask for something?"

Dongzang's expression grew increasingly stiff.

Jiang Nuanzhi glared at her fiercely: "Don't be so spineless. Don't you know what this is? I am still the young master of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. Who dares to touch me?"

Dongzang glanced at the jade pendant, and his strange heart calmed down: "Madam, you are right. If you ask me, this Imperial Preceptor's Mansion is just average. They say that the mechanisms are the best in the world, but now it seems that it is just average. Please wait a moment, Dongzang will go ahead and scout the way for you."

The two men strode in confidently, unaware that behind them, in the stone chamber by the side gate, two black-clad guardians had already frozen in place.

"No, we're just letting people in like this?"

"Then what do you say? Since the master didn't retrieve the item, she is the young master."

"Then you'd better keep an eye on things and see where the young master has gone, and quickly shut off the mechanisms to prevent anyone from getting hurt." "Do you even need to tell me?"

"Wait, the young master came for the master's pills, shouldn't we go and inform the master?"

Meanwhile, the old man was in his storage room, looking at a whole cabinet full of good stuff and worrying.

He hesitated for a while before handing a box of bottles to the old butler beside him: "Hurry up and hide all these treasures for me. Put them on the third basement level, in the bottommost iron compartment. Remember to lock them with several locks."

"And all this good wine, hide it away. Cover the rest with a cloth too, how can you leave it out like this? What if we get targeted?"

The old butler beside him kept agreeing verbally, his feet never stopping, working up a sweat in the middle of the night.

Having finally managed to catch his breath, he couldn't help but say, "Master, this is the storeroom of our Imperial Preceptor's residence. No one should dare to break in."

Furthermore, this is already a secret room on the second basement level.

If even this could be taken by someone else, wouldn't the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion be incredibly incompetent?

"What do you know? Let me tell you, these are all to protect you from me. If I'm not thinking straight and ask you for them, you have to tell me how important these things are, you know? Don't give them to me so easily!"

"Huh?" The old butler was dumbfounded.

"Wen'er will definitely come looking for me. When that happens, I'm sure I won't be able to protect all my things." The old man said with a pained expression, "You don't know, she's already tricked me out of two more bottles of pills recently. If this continues, she'll definitely take all my savings!"

"You mean the young master?" A smiling face suddenly appeared in front of the old steward, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Probably not, right? Master, you can just not give it to me then."

"No! Absolutely not! We can't be like Da Huang, who had no principles when it came to her dishes and actually agreed to let her exchange a few petty thieves for a few plates of food!"

The old man said, "Even if I, the Imperial Advisor, were to arrest just one person for her, she would still have to cook for me!"

The old steward's lips twitched: "Master, you are the Imperial Advisor!"

Is it reasonable to arrest people just because of food?

The old man wholeheartedly agreed: "You're right. I won't be fooled by her again. How can a few dishes make up for the favors I've done for her?"

The old butler said with satisfaction, "Master is right!"

"I must make sure she cooks what I like for me every time we meet in the future!"

Old butler: "."

Forget it, how about we just install a few more locks?

"Master, there is something I should ask you."

The old butler suddenly looked at the old man with a serious expression.

"You can say whatever you want," the old man said casually, picking up another bottle and scratching his head as he looked for a place to put it.

"Are you sure the young master is the future heir of our national preceptor's mansion? We haven't gotten the inheritance jade pendant back yet."

Hearing him say this, the old man slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That's right! We have to get it back!"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at the old butler: "What do you mean by 'young master' or 'no master'? You're not allowed to call her that. It makes her feel entitled. Absolutely not!"

　Good night, sweet dreams~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)