The Incense Monopoly Order

Chapter 136 Want to watch the excitement
Fang Xuyun has appeared. Given Fang Xuyun's current situation, it is impossible for her to know her whereabouts. This means that someone has tipped off Fang Xuyun, or even fanned the flames, which has provoked Fang Xuyun to fight to the death and trap him in Fengyang Prefecture.

This person's identity is self-evident.

As expected, the Shi family made their move. After she left, she could guess that her trip to the capital for Cheng Mian was part of the Shi family's scheme. The Shi family was wary of her and would not let their guard down, hoping that Fang Xuyun could trap her.

"The Shi family is really no good." Zhang Yushuang nestled in Shang Mingshu's specially made carriage. The carriage was very spacious, with reliable benches on both sides and a couch at the back. It was made according to Shang Mingshu's height. Zhang Yushuang was half a head shorter than Shang Mingshu, and she felt very comfortable lying on it.

Since Zhang Yushuang was going to get involved for her sake, Shang Mingshu couldn't let Zhang Yushuang stay in the dark and told Zhang Yushuang all about the grudges between her family and the Shi family.

"The Shi family has long been allied with the Japanese pirates." Those who conspire with the Japanese pirates and betray their country are naturally no good people.

"Aren't you afraid something might happen at home if you're so calm and collected?" Zhang Yushuang lay on the couch, wrapped up so that only her head was showing, glancing at Shang Mingshu with curiosity in her heart.

“My father is not a good-for-nothing.” Shang Mingshu held a book in her hand without raising her head.

Before she left, she had secretly discussed it with her father. At that time, she did not suspect that Cheng Mian's matter was a trick by the Shi family to lure her away. She was still worried that the Shi family would take advantage of her absence, thinking that the Shang family was easy to bully, and take the opportunity to make a move.

Turning her head, Zhang Yushuang stared at the roof of the car and sighed, "If you had been born into my family, my father would have risked his life to marry you off to Prince Yu."

"You don't want to?" Shang Mingshu paused in turning the pages of her book.

Zhang Yushuang closed her eyes: "Too tired."

It wasn't that she was unwilling; she had enjoyed the wealth and status of the Duke of Changguo for over ten years. Even if her parents insisted that she enter the palace, she wouldn't refuse. If she had a choice, she still wouldn't want to enter the palace. The intrigue and power struggles in the imperial harem were exhausting.

Once she entered that world, she could see the end of her life at a glance.

To live, to survive to the end, she had no choice but to fight and protect herself. She was not a virtuous person to begin with, and if she survived to the end in such a place, she might become someone she wouldn't even recognize herself.

"Speaking of which..." Zhang Yushuang suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze sparkling, "His Highness Prince Yu is of marriageable age, and is indeed a handsome and insightful young man. If..."

What if?
Zhang Yushuang remained silent for a long time, and Shang Mingshu did not press her for details. She sensed that Zhang Yushuang actually had some unusual feelings for Prince Yu, but Prince Yu's status made her hesitate.

While in the capital, she had heard that Prince Yu was selecting a concubine. Perhaps Zhang Yushuang's departure from the capital at this time was not really to visit relatives, otherwise she would not have left with her so easily.

Going to the store might also be for the purpose of relaxing.

Just then, the carriage suddenly stopped, and He Mu's voice rang out from outside: "Wife, there is an ambush ahead."

"An ambush?" Zhang Yushuang, who was afraid of the cold, suddenly sat up, grabbed the cloak next to her and put it on, pushed open the car door, lifted the curtain, and poked her head out, looking around with curious eyes. "Where?"

He Mu was startled by Zhang Yushuang and quickly bowed his head respectfully, replying, "Madam Zhang, my wife sent people ahead to clear the way. I received a signal, and they are still two miles away from us."

Zhang Yushuang's smile vanished, and she retreated sullenly, glancing at Shang Mingshu, who was smiling at her without saying a word, with annoyance: "I'm following you to watch the show. Your caution is really boring."

Shang Mingshu put down her book: "You really want to read this?"

"I want to see, I want to see." Zhang Yushuang nodded vigorously. Shang Mingshu stood up, jumped off the carriage first, turned around and reached out to hold Zhang Yushuang's eagerly offered hand, helping Zhang Yushuang down from the carriage.

"You wait here." Shang Mingshu helped Zhang Yushuang put on the hood attached to the cloak, instructed Hemu and Hesui, and took the umbrella that Hesui handed over.

He pulled Zhang Yushuang into his arms: "Hold me tight."

As Zhang Yushuang tightly embraced Shang Mingshu's waist, she took a running start and leaped into the air, following the source of the sound, rising and falling, stepping on trees and branches, and soon landed in a place hidden by rocks, where she could see the fighting below when she looked up.

Excited, Zhang Yushuang was about to peek out when a loud bang startled her. She shrank back and leaned against a rock, seeing Shang Mingshu still craning her neck to watch. Only then did she cautiously peek out: "They actually have muskets!"

“Both sides have it,” Shang Mingshu said softly.

"Both sides? Where did you get the musket?" Zhang Yushuang gripped Shang Mingshu's sleeve tightly; this was a serious crime.

Shang Mingshu grasped her hand in return: "I can't handle that. The people below are people I hired with a lot of money. They are powerful figures in the martial arts world. I told them in advance that the people who would try to kill me would have muskets."

"The Shi family is truly heartless and insane." Zhang Yushuang looked around. Shang Mingshu had chosen an excellent position, with neither side of the fighting facing them.

The two sides were evenly matched, and while some engaged in close combat, there were also people hiding in the rear taking sniper shots.

Seeing the two sides locked in a fierce battle, Zhang Yushuang grew anxious. She pulled out a jewel-encrusted musket from her bosom and nudged Shang Mingshu with her elbow: "Do you know how to use it?"

Zhang Yushuang knew how to use it, but her aim was terrible. This was something her father had gone to great lengths to get for her, and it was approved by the imperial court. The wind and snow here were quite heavy, so she could only use it to distract the enemy; there was no other possibility for her.

"You stay here." Shang Mingshu said without ceremony, taking the musket and gunpowder from Zhang Yushuang's hand, preparing to move to another place, but was stopped by Zhang Yushuang.

No, you can't leave me.

“Once I open fire, this place will be exposed, and someone will fire back at it,” Shang Mingshu said gently.

“I hid behind a rock.” Zhang Yushuang had been abandoned alone in the wilderness, and she was afraid of being alone.

Shang Mingshu glanced around and pointed into the distance: "I'll go there, and you'll be here, able to see me. I promise, I'll never leave your sight."

"Okay, you can't let me not see you." Zhang Yushuang released her hand, her eyes filled with worry and deep-seated fear.

Shang Mingshu nodded solemnly: "I won't let you not see me."

After comforting Zhang Yushuang, Shang Mingshu crouched down and moved to a position thirty paces away from Zhang Yushuang. Her position was to the side and slightly in front of Zhang Yushuang, so that Zhang Yushuang could see her even from behind the boulder.

This place was basically behind the enemy. Shang Mingshu took off her crimson silk gloves, ignored the frosty weather, gripped the cold iron weapon, and aimed at the enemy with the best aim.

The wind and snow were quite strong, and occasionally a few snowflakes drifted into Shang Mingshu's eyes. Her gaze was calm and focused. She applied the wind control she had learned from practicing archery to her musket and fired a shot with determination.