Allure of a Country Maiden
Chapter 808 - 806_1

Chapter 808: Chapter 806_1

Jiang Yuheng walked out, only to find that he had no idea where Shangguan Xuanyi was staying now.

His heart was filled with extreme anxiety, ten years had passed! Wouldn’t he be anxious? He wished he could slay that ungrateful father and son pair instantly!

Jiang Yuheng thought of the village chief’s words that Shangguan Xuanyi was planning to set up a workshop in the village, so the village chief might know where they were staying!

With this thought in mind, he ran back to the village hastily.

Shangguan Xuanyi left the small town early in the morning to secretly transport five thousand pounds of flowers into the space and brought a set of distillation tools back.

Boss Feng had delivered another five thousand pounds of half-open roses early this morning.

At this moment, Xiao’er was instructing Mrs. Ma in the courtyard on how to dry these rose buds...

In modern times, there are specialized dryers for drying roses, but here they could only rely on the kang bed.

Luckily, the Niu Tian family hailed from the north, they were not used to sleeping on beds, hence their house had a kang bed.

"The drying temperature should not exceed this temperature. Touch the current temperature of the kang bed, see if you can remember it?" Xiao’er was naturally gifted at this, but not everyone had the same talent.

Mrs. Ma put her hand on it to feel the temperature, then shook her head, but she was prepared when Xiao’er said that the heat of the kang bed should be regulated when drying roses. The kang bed should not be too hot, otherwise it would destroy the nutrients of the roses. She had already put a piece of bronze in it to help control the fire.

"I’ll go check." After finishing her words, Mrs. Ma hurried to check the "fire temperature".

The ancient people were very clever. In a time without thermometers, they could still master the "fire temperature" by observing the flame.

In fact, different flames and colors represent different temperatures!

Xiao’er understood that the fire temperature method was also quite accurate, because different substances have different boiling points. When metals are heated, physical and chemical reactions occur, generating different-colored gases.

Mrs. Ma had run off to check the "fire temperature".

Xiao’er knew that this method of estimating temperature by observing the fire temperature was feasible! Shangguan Xuanhao also relied on observing the "fire temperature" when refining elixirs.

Anyway, the maximum drying temperature of roses should not exceed 55 degrees Celsius. It is okay if it’s lower. Mrs. Ma had remembered this.

Xiao’er continued to give instructions: "The thickness of the layer of roses should not exceed 10 centimeters, and the roses should not be stirred during the drying process. When the flower stem can be crushed to powder by hand, it will be done."

Xiao’er took out a few that she had dried in her space for Mrs. Ma to feel.

Mrs. Ma took them and tried to squeeze them, then nodded.

Just as Xiao’er was about to continue, Mr. Niu came and said a constable named Dali had come to see her.

Upon hearing this, Xiao’er guessed that Jiang Yuheng must have regained his memory.

"Auntie Niu, please try to dry these roses first. I’ll come back to teach you after I see the visitor."

"Good." Mrs. Ma hurriedly agreed, being idle all day made her feel restless. Now her mistress has decided to set up a workshop in this town and let her and her husband manage it. It felt like a long-awaited refreshing rain!

Eventually, they had something to do, rather than being so idle that their bones ached!

When Xiao’er walked into the main room, Jiang Yuheng stood up immediately and paid his respects: "Your servant Jiang Yuheng pays his respects to Princess Rui."

As expected, he had regained his memory. Xiao’er replied with a smile, "General Jiang, no need for such formalities."

Xiao’er sat down at the head of the table: "Please sit, General Jiang."

Jiang Yuheng bowed and said, "Thank you for the seat, Princess Rui."

Then he went to sit down on a stool at the bottom of the table.

"General Jiang, have you regained your memory?"

Jiang Yuheng stood up again, bowed and paid his respects: "Thanks to your elixirs, Princess, I recovered all my memories last night. I came to visit today specifically to express my gratitude to Prince Rui and you."

Xiao’er nodded: "General Jiang, just sit and talk, don’t be so formal, this isn’t the palace, and I’m not a person who cares about these formalities."

As a general, Jiang Yuheng was not too concerned about formalities. Upon hearing her words, he sat down and said, "Princess Rui, do you know where Prince Rui is?"

"This is not the Imperial Capital, General Jiang can call me ’young mistress’. He is out on an errand and will not return until the afternoon. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"How has Jiang Weiqiang explained my death?"

"During a fight with an assassin, you suffered serious injuries and accidentally fell off the cliff."

"Assassin? Where did this assassin come from? It’s clear that it was them, the father and son, who wanted to kill me! It was they who directly threw me off the cliff!" Jiang Yuheng laughed coldly.

"I’m not very clear about what exactly happened, but an assassin was indeed caught at the time. When the soldiers went looking for him, the assassin was already seriously injured. Although his martial arts were strong, several soldiers were killed by him before being captured by Jiang Weiqiang. Then, the assassin committed suicide by biting down on poison. I don’t know much about it, ask Brother Shangguan when he comes back." Xiao’er recounted all she knew.

"That assassin must be a suicide soldier." Jiang Yuheng could tell that the assassin must be a suicide soldier raised by Jiang Weiqiang.

To train a suicide soldier is not easy, he wondered if Jiang Weiqiang would feel hurt? However, by sacrificing one suicide soldier he could gain the entire Duke of Zhen mansion. In the future, he could train as many suicide soldiers as he wanted. Why would he be upset? Jiang Yuheng sneered in his heart.

Xiao’er nodded in agreement, he was not a suicide soldier, he was a hidden guard, and even Duke didn’t know about this man.

"How is the Fifth Princess... doing?" After asking this question, Jiang Yuheng showed a bitter smile. How could she be okay? She had been waiting for him for ten years and had become a maiden in her twenties under great pressure. He could imagine that she must have been crying in her quilt every night.

He had asked her to wait for him, but he was ten years late!

Life is only a few decades long! It was he who let her down, he did not take care of himself, wasting ten years in vain!

Fortunately, they were both not married, otherwise, even if his revenge was fulfilled one day, he did not understand the significance of his living.

"You will know when you go back." Actually, Xiao’er was quite curious about why Jiang Yuheng, at the age of twenty-eight, was still unmarried. Most men in the village, due to the need for labor, got married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, then quickly had children and raised them, adding another labour power to the family as quickly as possible. A watchman’s family, with their houses of green bricks and large tiles, can be regarded as rich. Why hadn’t Jiang Yuheng married yet?

Xiao’er asked her question: "Why haven’t you married at your age?"

"Because I lost my memory, but I had a jade pendant on me. I thought it was a gift from my wife. I always felt like I would regain my memory and go home one day, so I didn’t get married."

"Luckily." Xiao’er gave a thumbs-up to their love in her mind.

Luckily, the god of fate eventually favor them.

Luckily, one was willing to wait and the other was willing to guard because of a jade pendant.

They were really fortunate that the man is not married and the woman is not married.

Jiang Yuheng got the information he wanted and then excused himself, indicating that he would visit again when Prince Rui returned.