After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Yin Cheng left without much fanfare, only informing Song Sanshui's family.

Song Wuyue couldn't bear to part with him, nor with her handsome little pearl brother. She tugged at Yin Cheng's clothes and cried with tears in her eyes, almost scaring Chai Xiaoyu to death.

This is none other than the Grand Marshal of the Northern Army, known as the Fierce God!

Although this secret was known only to him and her husband in the entire Bean Village...

Song Wuyue ran back to her room and quickly came out with a basket in her hand.

The basket contained the bracken he had picked, which had already been dried; it was Song Wuyue's most treasured possession.

The basket of dried ferns was now carefully placed in the carriage trunk on the way back to the capital.

Yin Mo intended to secretly investigate the local people's livelihood in Hongfeng County, so he ordered Zhang Huai to disguise his soldiers and the group entered the city as a merchant caravan.

The younger brother had a different opinion: "No, who would allow a caravan of five thousand people to travel at once?"

Yin Mo paused, realizing for the first time that his younger brother's words made sense.

"How many people are usually in a private caravan?" the older brother asked humbly.

Yin Cheng thought for a moment, "Judging by size, a caravan with more than a hundred people is generally considered a large caravan."

Yin Mo frowned. "Then we'll have no choice but to set up camp outside the city."

The younger brother smiled confidently, "I do have a way to get everyone into the city."

Yin Mo raised his eyelids and looked at his younger brother, "Tell me what you think."

"Forged transfer order."

No sooner had the younger brother finished speaking than the older brother cast a death stare at him, a stare befitting an emperor.

"It seems that His Highness Prince Cheng is quite adept at forging imperial edicts."

Yin Cheng said smugly, "There's nothing I can do. I have connections. That's just how arrogant I am."

Yin Mo couldn't help but laugh and punch him lightly, "If we were to take the main road, we wouldn't be able to see whether the people sitting inside are human or ghosts."

"It's Zhang Huailing who's going through the proper channels; what does that have to do with us?"

The older brother quickly understood his younger brother's meaning. After a moment's consideration, he said, "That's fine. If any problems arise, we'll have someone we can use, so we won't be too passive."

After discussion, Zhang Huai was ordered to stay in Hongfeng County under the pretext of troop mobilization. The elder brother pretended to be a wealthy businessman, while the younger brother played the role of a poor young man from the countryside who came to the city to work.

The younger brother protested, "Why?!"

"I am the emperor, and what I say goes."

Yin Cheng: "..."

Damn it! This damned class oppression!

"I'm taking Niannian and Pearl with me," the older brother continued.

"No!" Yin Cheng hugged his wife and son tightly. "I have a disease that will kill my child if I leave my husband."

Yin Mo rolled her eyes. "You're willing to let the father and son suffer, but I'm not."

"Can't I support my husband and children by working hard at the docks?" Yin Cheng said, somewhat unsure of himself.

"Besides, what I'm asking you to do is a bit dangerous, and I'm worried that Niannian and his son might be in danger."

Yin Cheng was immediately persuaded, "Alright then."

He whispered to his wife, "I'll sneak over to see you and your son tonight."

Lin Nian's ears turned red, but she didn't push the man away, and said softly, "Mmm..."

Yin Mo couldn't bear to look at her foolish younger brother any longer, so she turned her head and leaned into Bai Yuchen's arms.

Ha, acting like nobody cares about you.

Upon arriving at Hongfeng County, Yin Cheng was to act alone.

According to clues given by several elders in Douzi Village, the governor of Hongfeng County has a favored concubine who has a twin brother who is said to be extremely wicked, committing all sorts of evil deeds and dominating the area.

The older brother asked Yin Cheng to find a way to infiltrate the other party's forces so as to find out their true strength.

Yin Cheng changed out of the clothes his wife had made by hand, put on a tattered hemp garment, and swaggered into the city.

The reason why Hongfeng County is called this is because a madman in the previous dynasty planted red maple trees all over this area, and every autumn, Hongfeng County looks like a cloud of rosy clouds.

The city was peaceful, and Yin Cheng headed straight for the gambling den, the place where the lowest of the low gathered the most.

The younger brother scoffed, "Who wants to be a poor kid going to the city to work? If you're going to be one, be a bandit, a hooligan, a shameless scoundrel!"

The gambling den was full of rich young men in fine clothes, but it also had its share of people like Yin Cheng in coarse linen.

He walked into the gambling den, looked around for a while, and finally stopped in front of the table of suit cards.

Seeing that he was a new face, the people at the gambling den asked, "Sir, would you like to play a couple of rounds?"

Yin Cheng said, "Let's play a couple of rounds."

He paused, then asked, "What are the interest rates you charge for loans from your gambling den?"

The people at the gambling den, seeing that he had no money, did not show any contempt. Instead, they emphasized the gambling den's loan services.

Yin Cheng waved his hand, stopping his long-winded explanation, "Lend me one hundred taels first."

The people at the gambling den said, "Sure, but let me make this clear: if you can't pay it back, your life will belong to our gambling den."

"no problem."

Yin Cheng held the borrowed silver without even looking at the amount, and slapped a silver note onto the table decorated with the "Heavenly Token" pattern.

The bookmaker had never seen anyone bet all their money so soon after borrowing it. He was slightly taken aback for a moment, then said, "Place your bet now."

Yin Cheng's move truly attracted the attention of everyone in the gambling den.

Some people were waiting to see Yin Cheng make a fool of himself, while others admired his courage.

The dealer quickly shuffled and dealt the cards, drawing one card from each of the four piles, shuffling the order, and then dividing the piles into four groups, drawing four cards from each group.

Repeat this process three times, until you have twelve cards in your hand. Then, take four cards from these twelve cards and examine their suits.

All suits are considered "Heavenly Tiles".

If the suits are completely different, they are considered "ground cards".

Yin Cheng thought to himself, he can't be this unlucky in the first round, can he? If he gets a perfect hand in the first round, he'll eat the table.

The next moment, the dealer turned over the cards.

All colors are the same, a top-tier card.

Yin Cheng: "..."

What the hell is this luck! How could they win like that?!

He thought to himself: Could it be that this gambling den is setting a trap, wanting him to win big and then lose it all in one go, ending up owing the gambling den tens of thousands of taels of silver?

Yin Cheng thought about it more and more and felt that this was the most likely possibility. He had originally planned to sneak into the gambling den anyway, so he might as well go all out and play.

"Congratulations, sir, you've won the top prize."

The dealer then poured all the gold and silver on the table into front of Yin Cheng.

Yin Cheng didn't care at all and continued to push all the gold and silver onto the Heavenly Tablet.

"Sir, are you sure you want to bet everything in one place?"

"Stop talking nonsense and continue." Yin Cheng suddenly felt a gaze on him from the second floor. Although it wasn't malicious, it was definitely not benevolent either.

Half an hour later, Yin Cheng lost all his money as he had hoped, and now owed the gambling house three thousand taels.

At this moment, several thugs came over and said that the host invited him to come into the inner room for a detailed discussion.

Yin Cheng followed the thugs into the second floor of the gambling den with a blank expression.

The thugs led him through a maze of turns to a room. "Go in, the boss is waiting for you inside."

Yin Cheng pushed open the door and entered.

Sitting in the room was a fat man wrapped in luxurious silk robes, with a large amount of fat piled up on his body, like a balloon that could burst at any moment.

Yin Cheng glanced at him, then calmly sat down opposite him. "What do you need me for?"

The thugs behind the fat man rolled up their sleeves, seemingly ready to teach him a lesson for not knowing the rules.

The fat man waved his hand, signaling the thugs not to make any rash moves.

The muscular thugs then calmed down and stood guard behind the fat man like a small mountain with their arms crossed.