The Female Assistant of Wei Yuyan Shuangfei

Great Song Dynasty, the 27th year of Jingyun, autumn.

On the official road of Jinghu South Road, two carriages were moving slowly, one in front and one behind. The carriage in front was gorgeously decorated, while the carriage behind was plain and simple. Anyone with a discerning eye could naturally tell the difference between the master and the servant.

But what was unexpected was that in the slightly plain carriage, there was a young woman and a maid dressed elegantly.

The woman was dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding a round fan, stroking her forehead with one hand. Her bright eyes and white teeth were very lively. Her rosy face and a little shyness made her lie on the window, admiring the scenery along the way.

The maid watched the young lady take a glass of wine from time to time and drink it without hesitation. She couldn't help but feel a little worried and said, "Young lady! The master is in the carriage in front. He will be angry if you act like this."

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, no one will know." The woman smiled and said, "Don't worry! It's still a day's journey to Gu County. The alcohol smell will dissipate by dark. Father won't punish you."

"But Miss! In this remote wilderness, if..."

"Stop it right there. Every time you speak, it's always bad and never good."

The woman pretended to be angry, and the maid was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, causing the woman to chuckle and say, "Okay! Just drink this one, that's all."

"My lady is still considerate of my servant."

The woman smiled without comment, took a sip of wine, touched her forehead and frowned, "After the dream, the tower is locked, and when I wake up, the curtains are lowered. When the spring hatred came last year, the flowers fell and I was alone, and the swallows flew in the light rain."

The maid was delighted to hear this, and hurriedly took out paper and pen from the secret compartment of the carriage to write down the poem her young lady was reciting.

The woman noticed the maid's actions, stroked her hands and said, "Don't remember it, I didn't write it, I just remembered something."

"What are you thinking about, young lady?" The maid asked with sparkling eyes, somewhat puzzled.

The woman looked at the maid's expression and felt amused. She wondered why she hadn't discovered that she had a lovely side in her previous life.

"You don't know even if you tell me."

As the woman spoke, she gently waved the round fan in her hand, tapped the maid's forehead and said, "Bring out the Lian family's account book in Laigu County so I can see it."

"Oh!~" the maid responded.

She grumbled, rubbed her forehead, and took out four account books from the secret compartment of the carriage, saying, "The Lian family owns a restaurant, a cloth shop, a grain shop, and a rouge shop in Laigu County."

"Is that all?" the woman asked casually as she flipped through the account book in her hand.

The maid tilted her head slightly when she heard this, and after a moment of contemplation, she came to her senses and said, "Oh, by the way, Miss, Sister Lian Yue said that Miss went to Laigu County, and fearing that no one would protect her, she asked the Fuwei Escort Agency to open a branch in Laigu County."

The maid's flattering expression was not concealed at all, and the corners of her mouth had already been raised to an unknown degree. The woman naturally did not want to expose Lian Yue's little thoughts. After all, they had not seen each other for more than a year.

The woman understood what was going on, and just looked at the account book in her hand. The carriage was moving slowly on the rugged mountain road, and the wheels made a creaking sound, as if telling of the hardships of the journey.

With the arrival of late autumn, the green leaves on the mountain have turned yellow, and the bare mountain shows no signs of life. The cold wind whistles, blowing up waves of dead leaves, as if mocking the desolate scene.

Suddenly! The silence was broken by the neighing of horses. The driver quickly pulled the reins, and the carriage trembled and stopped.

Then a strong man holding a knife stood on the mountainside, blocking the pass. Under the dead leaves on both sides of the hillside, a team of fifty or sixty people suddenly emerged. They were dressed in black and held sharp blades, surrounding the two carriages in the middle.

The groom noticed something was wrong and leaned over and said, "Miss! There are bandits. Xi girl! Protect the young lady."

"Uncle Qin! You guys have to be careful too."

After Lian Xi finished speaking, he quickly protected the young lady behind him. His serious expression made the woman speechless.

"You! Why are you so flustered when something happens? Are you still not confident in Uncle Qin's martial arts?"

As the woman spoke, she gently tapped the maid Lian Xi's forehead and whispered to the outside of the carriage, "Uncle Qin! If my father's identity can't be solved, then use money to solve it. If that doesn't work, capture the leader first."

"Yes, Miss." The people outside the carriage responded repeatedly.

The strong man looked at the two carriages being surrounded, stepped forward with a smile on his face and said: "I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to pass through here, you have to leave money for passage. Gentlemen, we brothers have been waiting for half a day. I hope you will reward us with this hard-earned money."

"Who are you?" a man asked coldly.

"Yo, yo, yo! There are still people who are not afraid of death and want to ask who we are? Brothers! Tell him who we are?" said the sturdy man with a sly smile.

"We are the mountain god of Tuer Mountain. If you hurry and hand over your money and property, we might spare your lives." One person responded with a smile.

In an instant, the mountainside was filled with chilling laughter. Faced with such a situation, most people would have handed over their assets long ago, but the people in the carriage in front obviously did not have such a wise move.

The strong man looked at the two carriages that were unmoved, and then signaled one of his subordinates to go and check the situation. The subordinate naturally didn't think much about it, and used a scimitar to lift the curtain of the front carriage.

When the curtain of the carriage was lifted, a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old was seen. He was wearing a long green gown and holding a scroll in his hand. He looked elegant and not at all nervous.

The sturdy man noticed nothing unusual, and walked slowly forward, but happened to meet the eyes of the middle-aged man. Just one glance made the sturdy man feel a chill on his back.

"you you......"

The sturdy man spoke without thinking, and before he could even finish his words, he heard the middle-aged man coldly ask, "What mountain god? You are just a group of bandits. How dare you stop my car?"

The bandits looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. They couldn't see what was happening in the carriage at all, but the sturdy man could see it clearly. He could tell the identity of the middle-aged man from his attire.

"Excuse me, sir..." the sturdy man swallowed his saliva, and the hand holding the knife was already sweating.

"I am Xie Tingwen, the newly appointed magistrate of Laigu County. This place should belong to the jurisdiction of Laigu County. I didn't know that there were bandits under my jurisdiction."

Xie Tingwen looked calm, and for a moment he showed no joy at all. The strong man was suddenly startled. Then he looked at his deep eyes, as if he could see through him.

The sturdy man turned pale when he was stared at by Xie Tingwen, and the big knife in his hand could not help but tremble. He knew that if he did not negotiate well today, his more than 60 people would have to give up.

"Sir! We are just asking for some rewards and have not hurt anyone." The strong man hurriedly bowed his head and explained.

"Bandits, bandits? The word 'robber' comes first and the word 'bandit' comes second. How dare you say you have never hurt anyone?" Xie Tingwen's eyes became sharp, like a sharp sword, piercing the strong man's heart.

The strong man's face turned even paler, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word. He knew that if he didn't explain the reason today, he and his men would face a catastrophe.