The Humble Family’s Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!
Chapter 745 - 667, Lord Dog_1

Chapter 745: Chapter 667, Lord Dog_1

After leaving the restaurant, Daohua and Han Xinran were no longer in the mood to continue strolling; they got into the carriage and headed back to the Yan Residence.

On the way, Han Xinran looked at Daohua and hesitated to say, "Madam Guo seemed rather strange today."

Daohua scoffed, "These noble ladies from Beijing are probably praised too much and have become dim-witted, developing all sorts of odd habits. They always like to preach to others. Just indulge them. They give you a good face; if you don’t play along, they’ll get all huffy. Who cares about her."

Han Xinran gained a new understanding of her husband’s legitimate sister; such temperament... it’s not something any ordinary family can muster.

Soon, they arrived at the Yan Residence. After getting off the carriage, Daohua told Han Xinran to go ahead while she lagged a few steps behind and whispered some instructions to Yan Shouhou, "Send a couple of clever lads to keep an eye on the Guo Family. If they make any moves against the Yan Family in the near future, come and tell me immediately."

Yan Shouhou departed with a serious expression on his face.

Daohua returned to her own courtyard and sighed as she looked at the parrot hanging under the eaves.

Her engagement to Xiao Yeyang hadn’t even been announced yet, and it had already attracted the Jiang Family and the Guo Family.

She thought she could breathe easier after the Jiang Family left, but who knew the Guo Family would show up next. She wondered where Madam Guo and her daughter had heard the rumors from?

Afterward, Daohua stayed at home for a few days, only returning to Taohua Village after the Double Ninth Festival had passed.

During this time, there was no movement from the Guo Family. If it weren’t for the undisguised hostility exhibited by Madam Guo and her daughter at the restaurant, Daohua might have thought she was overthinking things.

"Continue keeping an eye on the Guo Family, don’t relax."

This time back in Taohua Village, Daohua noticed that Gu Jian was in a good mood, so she immediately smiled and asked, "Master, what good fortune have you encountered? Tell your disciple about it and let me share your joy."

Gu Jian glanced sideways at his disciple and leisurely sipped his tea before saying, "Jiang Zhengyuan was attacked on his way back to Beijing. It seems he sustained a serious injury and is likely to be bedridden and rely on medicine for the rest of his days."

Daohua paused for a moment before realizing that Jiang Zhengyuan was Advisor Jiang. She was quite pleased to hear this and quickly asked, "Who did it?"

Gu Jian chuckled, "Who else but Prince Eight’s men? The Jadeite Dragon Seal was crafted by the late emperor for Prince Eight as a symbol of his identity; of course he would want it back."

Daohua, "Did they get it back?"

Gu Jian shook his head with a smile, "The Jadeite Dragon Seal that fell into their hands, the Yuan Family would not dare to lose." As he said this, Gu Jian looked at his disciple with complete satisfaction.

"Your tactic was a bit crude, but the effect was indeed excellent."

The people of the Jiang Family are not easy to deal with, and this time the disciple has handed the opportunity to the emperor.

With the symbol of Prince Eight appearing on Jiang Zhengyuan, in order to save face, the Jiang Family would have to cough up something.

Daohua smiled, "It’s just making use of something useless!" She originally thought the broken-in-two Jadeite Dragon Seal was of no use, but it turned out to play such a significant role.

...

Meanwhile, in the Northern Frontier, Xiqu City.

On a dark and windy night, more than a dozen black figures flitted across the towering city walls, swiftly crossing the battlements and silently infiltrating the city.

Outside the city, Xia Teng’s army lay in ambush several miles away, silently waiting for the signal from inside.

"Commander Chui, do you think we can take back Xiqu City this time?"

With his lips tightly pressed together, Chui Gang glanced at Xiu Xiangchen beside him and spoke gravely, "You are the Commander of the Jinling Guard; don’t you know the capabilities of your own men?"

Xiu Xiangchen shrugged, "Do you think that person is someone I can order around?"

Chui Gang frowned, "Although Lord Xiao’s status is indeed prestigious, since he’s out here on official duties, he should follow the orders of his superiors." After saying this, he disdainfully looked at Xiu Xiangchen with an expression that suggested Xiu lacked the ability to take charge.

Xiu Xiangchen felt a pain in his chest from the look, "Don’t stand there with no skin in the game and talk like it’s easy. If you had such a subordinate, I’d like to see how much better you could do than me!"

As he spoke, he adjusted his expression.

"All right, no more jokes, you’ve worked with Xiao Yeyang before, and you know his capabilities better than I do. Hurry up and share your thoughts on tonight’s operation, so I can be prepared," he said.

Chui Gang fell silent, pondering for a good while before he said, "Lord Xiao loves to employ risky tactics with his troops."

Xiu Xiangchen frowned. "Risky tactics... If it succeeds, the credit naturally can’t escape us, but if it fails..."

Chui Gang cut him off, "Last time, we succeeded."

Xiu Xiangchen quickly looked at Chui Gang, "You think highly of Xiao Yeyang?"

Chui Gang replied, "Among the members of the Imperial Family I have seen, he is one of the rare few who possesses both a fighting spirit and cunning tactics."

He had seen many princes; perhaps it was their long life in the palace, but when faced with issues, they all preferred to engage in schemes and tricks, which in his view, lacked a certain fighting spirit.

Xiu Xiangchen didn’t say anything, just silently gazed in the direction of Xiqu City, his mind replaying the months he had spent working with Xiao Yeyang at the Northern Frontier.

Truth be told, although he had suspected that Xiao Yeyang might be the Investigator of the Jinling Guard specially appointed by the Emperor, when he actually saw him in the Northern Frontier, he was still somewhat shocked.

The young man, eighteen or nineteen years old, had a calm and firm countenance that already carried an oppressive presence that was difficult to ignore.

Time quietly slipped away, and as the sky began to brighten, a few calls of the nightingales came from the city walls.

Hearing the sounds, both Chui Gang and Xiu Xiangchen were startled and quickly led their troops towards Xiqu City.

On the way, Xiu Xiangchen’s heart was in his throat, fearing they might fall into a trap set by the Eighth Prince, until he saw the open gates of Xiqu City and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Teng’s military forces had entered Xiqu City before the Eighth Prince could send reinforcements, and the city was taken.

"We have finally taken back a city!"

Walking on the streets of Xiqu City, both Chui Gang and Xiu Xiangchen were very pleased; the loss of the three border cities was a disgrace to both the border soldiers and the Jinling Guard.

Xiqu City was one of the three cities seized by the Eighth Prince. Now that it was reclaimed, it would not be long before the battles for Zhongqu City and Dongqu City took place.

City Lord’s Residence. A detachment of Xia Teng’s army tried to take up positions there but were driven out by the Jinling Guard.

As a result, a dispute arose.

Chui Gang and Xiu Xiangchen arrived just in time to see the altercation.

Both sides were young men full of vigor, and the argument seemed on the verge of turning into a brawl. Just as the two observers were about to speak up to intervene, three majestic black hunting dogs emerged, walking slowly out.

The largest of them, with its head held high, looked left and right at the arguing parties.

Whether it was fear of the hunting dogs themselves or fear of the dogs’ owner, the soldiers from Xia Teng’s army and the Jinling Guard simultaneously fell silent.

Seeing their subordinates cowed by the three hunting dogs, both Chui Gang and Xiu Xiangchen’s lips twitched in unison, somewhat embarrassed.

However, watching the three arrogant hunting dogs walk past them, they both envied them greatly.

These three hunting dogs had indeed distinguished themselves, especially in capturing the Eighth Prince’s spies.

"How does the Yan Family train dogs? Each one is incredibly fierce, no less than elite soldiers. I must find a chance to learn from the young lads, Yan Wenkai and Wentao."

Speaking of these youngsters, something comes to mind. A few days ago, they sparred with Fei Xun and Fei Jian, and it seems that Fei Xun and Fei Jian lost," he recounted.

"Hmm? Fei Xun and Fei Jian’s mastery of Internal Martial Arts is already profound. Those two lads are not yet at the age of wearing the ceremonial hat, and they won against Fei Xun and Fei Jian?"

"Don’t underestimate them. I’ve observed secretly; Lord Xiao, along with Wenkai and Wentao, has practiced their Internal Martial Arts to a very high level. You’ve forgotten, haven’t you? Last time the Eighth Prince sent an expert in Internal Martial Arts to steal the city defense plans, we hadn’t even made a move yet, and that fellow had to leave in a hurry. It was those three who joined forces and chased him off."