Awesome! My best friend traveled through time and space and became the infrastructure queen

afternoon.

When Su Chengnan and his men came out of the woods, Bing San was already waiting on the roadside with three horse-drawn carriages and four mule-drawn carts.

"Miss, Madam."

"Well, hard work."

"It's my duty." Bingsan clasped his fists.

"Mom, please get in the car first."

Su Chengnan turned to ask Madam Han. Madam Han had been traveling all day, and her face was tired and haggard. She nodded slightly, lifted her skirt, and was helped into the second carriage by Madam Han.

"Hual, come to your mother." After getting in the car, she shouted through the curtain.

Su Linhua frowned and looked at Su Chengnan, her eyes filled with reluctance. She didn't know what was wrong with Han these past few days, always dragging her into the past. If she hadn't been smart and had a good memory, she would have been exposed long ago.

Su Chengnan gave her a comforting look, then wiped his lips with a handkerchief, reminding her to be careful and not to eat the snacks in the space in front of Han.

Su Linhua made an OK gesture helplessly, lowered her head and went to the back.

"Mother, Hua'er is here."

"Well, come up."

Su Chengnan retracted his gaze, looked at Uncle Fu with a smile, raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Uncle, please."

"Hey, Miss, you are really embarrassing me."

"Uncle! From now on, you are Master Fu. Mother and I are able to go north together thanks to you. You must remember this."

"Yes!"

Uncle Fu cleared his throat and, displaying the air of a steward from the Marquisate for many years, boarded the first carriage and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

"Yes! Master."

The maids, servants, and guards answered in unison, their resounding voices carried by the wind, drifting along the pipes and across the valley...

……

"Where are you?"

"My Lord, we'll be out of the capital in ten miles."

"Too slow!"

The attendant's face was filled with sorrow, and he cried inwardly, "Oh my God! Don't you see how long this procession is? The Crown Prince's Consort's white sedan chair is carried by people, and behind it are thirty or forty maids and servants! In addition, you brought seventeen or eighteen doctors, all of them elderly men. If they walk even a little faster, their legs and feet can't keep up."

"Okay, my Lord, I'll go and urge them now!"

"No need."

Lu Chaofeng raised his hand and lifted the carriage curtain with the scroll in his hand. "I'm leaving first. You stay and lead the team to continue walking slowly."

"Ah? This is not good." The servant's face changed.

"Cut the nonsense!"

"What if someone comes to see you?"

"Who would rush to meet a sickly person who is so afraid of death and insists on a ghost marriage at this time?"

"But……"

The attendant's name was Qingshan. His father was a member of the Ningyuan King's staff, and he had naturally grown up with Lu Chaofeng, allowing him to command him. Therefore, he spoke more casually than the others.

"If you dare to report this to my father?" Lu Chaofeng raised his eyebrows. "Hmph! Then get back to the capital and keep an eye on that woman yourself."

"Stop, Prince!" He panicked.

"Qingshan must keep a close eye on the team and there will be no mistakes!"

"Please bring a few more people with you, my lord."

"Ah."

Lu Chaofeng lifted the curtain and leaped up. Like a swift bird, he flew into the forest and disappeared before anyone could see his figure clearly...

About half an hour later.

Relying on his superb lightness skills and following the special marks left by Wu Ming, Lu Chaofeng has chased him to the outskirts of Fengcheng City.

"Young Master!" After leaving the palace, Wu Ming was more accustomed to calling Lu Chaofeng Young Master.

"Hmm! What's going on up ahead?"

"Miss Su brought someone to disguise her identity, but she seems to have forgotten about the pass. I wonder if she has other plans."

"Then you can help prepare first."

"Yes, young master!"

Lu Chaofeng studied under the White-browed Immortal in Penglai Valley and practiced in seclusion for five years. If he succeeds this time, he will become the best martial artist in the world. If he fails, he will probably go astray and die from broken meridians.

Before going into seclusion, the White-browed Immortal had already announced that his closed disciple, Lu Chaofeng, would be the next Valley Master.

Therefore, everyone in Penglai Valley respected him as the Young Master.

Lu Chaofeng stood on the cliff, looking at the high-profile "rich caravan" from afar, and he fell into deep thought.

If Su Weimin really didn't have anything important in his hands, why would he make so many arrangements on the farm?

That old fox is not some foolish and foolish person!

But why did Su Chengnan have to disobey the order?

……

"Miss, we can't enter Fengcheng without a pass."

"It's okay, just keep going."

"Ah?" Jia Yi wanted to persuade her again, but seeing that she was confident, he felt that she might have really prepared for it.

Bingsan is a man of long-term vision. When he was preparing things yesterday, he had already prepared a lot of pens, ink, paper, inkstone, etc. He even got a lot of documents from somewhere.

But Su Chengnan's preparation did not come from here.

She leaned quietly on the gold-thread waist pillow in the third carriage, paying attention to the movements outside, while separating a wisp of her spirit to talk to Su Weimin in the space.

"Dad! Is it really okay to do this with the pass?"

"Sure, why not!"

"Back then, this thing was invented by Master Bai. Documents from the previous dynasty didn't look like this."

"But, this word..."

"What are you afraid of? Not a single word is wrong, just write it like this!"

Su Weimin learned to read and write only after he became a marquis. His handwriting was indeed a bit ugly, but he had the seal of authority.

However, we still have to thank Chen Nan and Lin Hua. They put all the things into the space, which gave us room to play.

When Su Weimin sent Han and the child to the farm, he had already made all the necessary arrangements. He was afraid that he would need the pass in the future, so he simply ordered someone to get the official seal from Jingzhao Prefecture!

Why wasn’t it stolen? That’s because after he took it out, he asked someone to make a replica, and then quietly put it back to him.

"Dad, you know what, this radish seal is really well carved."

"What's this radish stamp?! Look carefully, is this a radish?"

Su Weimin's eyes widened, and he held the seal in front of her eyes, "Look carefully, this is authentic Hetian jade! Those old men from the Mo family wouldn't want to work if the material was not good!"

"Good, good, good! You are so foresighted, and you are the best!"

"Yes."

Su Weimin finished writing the last two documents, and she was almost done with her seal. All together, it was about half an arm's height thick.

"Cousin!"

"Cousin!"

After Su Chengnan called out several times, Jiayi finally realized that she was calling him. His face flushed, he approached the carriage and asked, "Big... No, what can I do for you, cousin?"

"Everything is ready, let's go into the city."

She opened the curtain and handed the document to him.

Jia was obviously stunned when he saw this. He really couldn't understand how the eldest lady could come up with so many things! As expected, the Marquis made the eldest lady the head of the family. He must have discovered her talent a long time ago!

"stop!"

"What do you all do?!"

The soldiers at the city gate stopped the group.

A1 walked forward with the documents, and C3 hurriedly followed and spoke before him.

"Sir, we are a caravan heading north and we are passing through Fengcheng and want to rest."

"Did you bring the paperwork?"

"Here!" Jiayi stuffed them into the other's arms.

But after flipping through two books, the man's expression suddenly changed...