I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 58: Little Jade Sword: Lulululu~
From Hexi Prefecture, go east along Mawang Mountain, then take a boat south, turn into Qujiang from the Weishui River, and go to the pier outside the west gate of Kyoto Prefecture.

It took him half a month to recover from his illness and return to Kyoto Prefecture.

The cold winter seemed to follow him, and the freezing coldness of Mount Wuliang, which could freeze people to death, also swept through Kyoto Prefecture at this time.

The difference is that this place is more popular.

Just like the porters at the dock, they still wear thin clothes in the freezing weather, carrying two 200-pound sacks at a time, their hot sweat emitting steam to dispel the cold.

But more people were wearing thick cotton clothes, plush felt hats on their heads, with their hands crossed in their sleeves, walking through the streets and alleys.

Compared with them, the long gown that Chen Kuang wore when he went to Wuliang Mountain made people feel cold at a glance, not to mention his slightly old but unusually calm face.

"Butler Shen, you are finally back."

A thin-faced servant wearing a cotton coat who was waiting here came over with a big smile on his face and enthusiastically put the cloak in his hand on him.

Then he glanced around, smiled and said in a low voice: "The Marquis is angry, please be careful."

Chen Kuang tied the rope at his collar and walked out to the dock.

"Tell me something I don't know."

The thin and long-faced servant trotted behind him, telling him about the big and small things that had happened in Kyoto Prefecture and Jingye Marquis Mansion during the time he was away.

Most of them were about matters inside and outside the Marquis's mansion, including a lot about the recruitment of soldiers for the Jingye Army.

"The master called you back, not only for that matter, but more importantly for the preparations for the garrison of Beixiong Pass three years later."

"The current Jingye Army has only been established for ten years, and most of them have never experienced the battlefield of demons. The master is worried that the next time we guard the border, the north will take advantage of the weakness of the new soldiers and attack Beixiongguan in the south."

Shen Yan nodded slightly and asked, "Has the deputy general been decided?"

"Secret Guard, Qiu Long."

"If it's him, he should be able to find the traces of the demons in advance, that's right."

"I heard that the master originally planned to let Qiu Long go to Taixu Taoist Sect, but later it didn't happen." The thin and long-faced servant hesitated for a moment and whispered in the ear.

Chen Ken did not respond immediately. He only spoke after he passed through the west gate and got into the carriage with his servants.

"The master has other plans, so I don't need to worry about them."

"It's good that you understand." The thin-faced servant laughed awkwardly, "I'm just worried that the Marquis will be angry and..."

"Do your own thing."

The skinny-faced servant quickly shut his mouth and put on a smile.

After Chen Yan interrupted him, he thought for a few seconds and continued to ask, "Is there any movement at Wu'an Marquis' Mansion?"

A hint of bitterness flashed across the thin-faced servant's smile.

"Without you covering up, the Marquis has issued several more death orders, and many of our best men have been killed there."

"If I hadn't kept a few tricks up my sleeve, I'm afraid that old man Chen Lixin would have figured out my details long ago."

"Even if they cut it off in time, they should have found some clues."

"If they don't find anything on Qiu Long, then it's fine." Chen Yan looked at the bustling street corner of Kyoto through the curtains and said lightly, "I'm afraid that Wu'an Hou Chen Taiping has already noticed it, but he just kept it secret."

"I am also worried about this matter. In addition, the Marquis has arranged people to take action against him in recent days."

He frowned, and a cold light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Master, have you mobilized those assassins over there again?!"

"It may not just be there," the thin and long-faced servant gritted his teeth and said, "The two secret guards who joined the Taixu Dao Sect should also have received the secret letter."

This was exactly what he had wanted to say before.

It was not easy to train two secret guards who joined the sect. If they were to be used now, it would be a huge loss regardless of whether they could succeed or not.

"Don't go back home yet, go to number three!"

The thin-faced servant hurriedly lifted the thick brocade curtain and went out. The coachman whipped the horse and turned south along Zhuque Street.

Chen Kuang frowned, still thinking of a solution in his mind.

If I succeed, the young lady will go crazy.

Even if they fail, the Chen family of Wu'an Hou will probably go crazy.

One on each side was going crazy, so he could only clean up the mess as best as possible.

Fortunately, the words left to Juedao Yan Hai at Wuliang Mountain should allow him to teach Chen Yuan carefully.

As for what will happen in the future, I am too ill to care about that.

……

Wu'an Marquis Mansion, in Fanghua Garden.

As evening approached, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, hitting the bluestone slabs one by one and scattering into white flowers. Xia Wanwan hugged the heater and looked at the weather outside, with a slight smile still on her gentle face.

"Today is Yi'er's birthday. It would be nice if he was still in the mansion."

"Yes, Master Yi likes snowy days the most. I've heard him talk about things like blowing snow and fairies flying from the sky before."

The wet nurse Luluo answered with a smile while teasing little Chen Fan.

Xia Wanwan's smile faded a little, as if she remembered the days when Chen Yi was still by her side, and she subconsciously grasped the small jade sword on her wrist.

After a moment of silence, she came to her senses and hurriedly ordered Luluo to put a layer of cotton pad under Chen Fan to prevent him from catching a cold.

"Master Fan sleeps for a long time and doesn't cry or make a fuss when he wakes up. He is as well-behaved as Master Yi when he was a child."

"Yes, Sister Wanyi said last time that Fan'er is less troublesome than Yuan'er."

As she spoke, Xia Wanwan looked out the window again.

"According to the time, she should have returned from Dakong Temple with the old lady."

"It should be soon,"

As she was talking, Luluo saw a man outside the window walking in past guards Ding Sansi and others, and couldn't help laughing:

"Madam, look, Chunlan is here. She must be here to take Master Fan back."

"is it?"

Xia Wanwan took a look and handed the heater in her hand to her, saying with a smile, "Give it to her to warm her hands first, don't let Xiaofan get cold."

Luoluo responded, took the heater and came to the door. Just as she was about to speak to Chunlan, she felt a pain in her chest.

The smile on her face froze. She stared blankly at the dagger stuck in her chest, and the heater in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Chunlan didn't wait for her to fall to the ground. She had already walked into the room, ignoring Xia Wanwan who hadn't reacted yet, and rushed straight to the baby Chen Fan.

"What a courage!"

Just at this moment, Ding Sansi, who was guarding outside the door, heard the noise and let out a frightened shout.

This made Chunlan look even more anxious and also woke up Xia Wanwan.

"stop!"

When Xia Wanwan saw her rushing towards Chen Fan, she didn't care about anything else and rushed over to protect little Chen Fan behind her.

"You can't hurt Faner!"

When Chunlan saw this, in order to avoid any more trouble, her face turned grim and she stabbed her with the dagger in her hand.

"Second Madam, since you are seeking death, let's die together!"

Xia Wanwan widened her beautiful eyes, a hint of fear flashed across her face, and the figure of Chen Yi appeared in her mind.

Yi'er, I'm afraid I won't be able to see your wedding...

Before she could finish her thought, she felt a huge force coming from her wrist, lifting her arm and swinging it forward.

bass!
A cold light flashed from her wrist, stopping Chunlan's rushing figure.

"You, you, how could it be?"

Chunlan looked at Xia Wanwan in disbelief, and a small jade sword was reflected in her gradually empty pupils.

In a trance, she seemed to see a little girl making a face at her.

what is that?
Ghost?

As Chunlan fell to the ground and died, Ding Sansi rushed into the room and checked anxiously.

After making sure that Xia Wanwan and Chen Fan were fine, he felt cold sweat on his back and was filled with fear.

"Somebody come!"

"Quickly send Green Radish to get treatment!"

"Go and report to the Second Master and Second Master, and ask them to come to Fanghua Garden as soon as possible!"

It was not until this moment that Xia Wanwan came back to her senses and looked down at the small jade sword on her wrist.

This sword?

Yier, was it you who saved your mother?
The little jade sword seemed to sense her thoughts. It spun around a few times and made a face at her.

Slightly, slightly...

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