The cannon fodder heiress trembled with fear after being recognized as a member of her family.

Han Cuiyin, dressed in men's clothing as usual, walked side by side with Luo Jingqian.

The two only made slight modifications to their faces to make them look more ordinary, without concealing their features.

"Redwood has disappeared without a trace after we reached Changye Town." The two were too quiet, and Han Cuiyin felt a little awkward, so she spoke first.

"Don't worry! When Sequoia left, she said she wanted to relax. She's very familiar with this place and often comes here to unwind."

Han Cuiyin was on the left and Luo Jingqian was on the right. When he looked down, he noticed that the man's hair, which was tied up in a bun, was a little loose.

Just as he raised his left hand to make a move, the sound of gongs echoed throughout the town.

The town's residents, regardless of age or gender, all came out of their homes.

"It's about to begin! Have you brought enough money? Even if we can't win, adding some money to our account and praying for a smooth year ahead wouldn't be bad!"

"There is no distinction between noble and lowly among the Mountain Gods; it is all about goodwill!"

People from familiar families walked together along the road, talking about their reverence for the mountain god.

Luo Jingqian used his left hand to pull Han Cuiyin to his right, protecting her.

The townspeople flocked eastward, their faces beaming with smiles.

"The people here are doing well." Coming from the north, Han Cuiyin passed through many towns along the way. The people of Changxing County lived in peace and contentment, which was quite good compared to other counties.

"The days ahead will get better and better! Thanks to you, if it weren't for the rainmaking technique you taught us, the people in the north would probably still be suffering from drought next year."

Luo Jingqian did not exaggerate.

The fellow disciples from Fuguang Mountain were scattered in various parts of Dayechao a few days ago. Some places were severely cracked, and the farmland was full of gullies. Cracking had become the norm.

If it weren't for the efforts of these fellow disciples, the Great Ye Dynasty would probably have faced another year of famine.

Han Cuiyin just smiled. What did it have to do with her? Luo Jingqian was just kind-hearted.

At this moment, it seemed she needed to get to know this person again.

He was not the cold-hearted and indifferent heir of the Duke of Dingguo in his previous life.

The two walked for a short while before arriving at their destination.

Night has fallen, and the stars are shining brightly in the sky.

A large group of people gathered on the flat land east of the town.

A man who looked like a servant was handing out wooden entry tokens.

Wooden plaques can be exchanged for silver coins. An ordinary wooden plaque costs two coins and allows four people to enter. They cannot move around freely and can only stay on the outer floor.

Ten taels of silver can get you a seat inside.

Han Cuiyin gave the man a ten-tael silver note, and the servant thanked her profusely, wishing them good fortune.

"Oh, I wonder who it is that used the excuse of making a golden statue of the mountain god to exchange these wooden plaques for enough silver to feed a small family for a year and still have some left over."

Luo Jingqian spoke softly, and Han Cuiyin smiled in response, "It's his skill to earn that much. Some money comes quickly and goes quickly; everything in this world is about balance. If you gain more here, you'll lose something else..."

The two walked together to the location marked by the wooden sign, where they happened to meet an acquaintance.

"Oh, even a sickly person like you've come here to join the fun. Be careful not to get pushed and trampled by these people and die." The Third Prince sat casually in his seat, with several of his guards beside him, Xu Zhen among them.

The Third Prince probably doesn't know what Xu Zhen did yet, and he's in the mood to mock them.

Just as Han Cuiyin was about to expose the matter and retort sarcastically, Luo Jingqian stopped her, saying, "Don't pay attention to this mad dog! Business is important."

The Third Prince remained silent, his face cold. Xu Zhen was the first to speak up for his master, "Who are you calling a mad dog? There is a difference between superiors and inferiors. You should keep your mouth shut to avoid bringing trouble to the family."

"I'd love to bring trouble upon myself! Third Young Master, why don't you put in the effort and exile my father's whole family three thousand miles away?" Han Cuiyin seemed to be joking, but those who knew about the Han family knew she wasn't kidding.

If possible, she really wanted to exile the Han family.

"Incomprehensible!" The Third Prince snorted coldly, not letting Xu Zhen say anything more.

It is true that the Xu family is powerful, but Han Zhen is a favorite of the Emperor. As long as the Emperor is on the throne, Grand Secretary Han will be an important minister.

How could he be so foolish as to antagonize the Han family? The Xu family wouldn't allow it either.

Moreover, the Xu family and the Xu family are related by blood and are considered family.

Why would he cut off his own arm?

He knew exactly what his mother was thinking.

Han Cuiyin sneered, "Third Young Master, your subordinate is named Xu Zhen, isn't he? He fought four people in the courtyard of Changye Inn this evening, but those four were lucky; they escaped in four different directions. Surely one of them managed to return to Changyong County. Heh~"

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhen's expression changed. He had actually been seen and his story had been reported to the Third Prince. He would probably have to serve in the army to earn merit before he could return to the capital.

Everyone in the Xu family knew Consort Xu's temperament; her son was her lifeblood and the apple of her eye, and she would never allow anyone around her to disobey her.

The Third Prince gave Xu Zhen a cold look. "Don't act on your own next time!"

As for my second brother, let's leave it to fate! We'll explain after we meet. If my second brother still trusts me, we'll remain good brothers; if he doesn't, then we'll each rely on our own abilities.

However, given the second brother's personality, the two of them wouldn't openly break off relations.

This fulfilled their mother's wish, and the brothers eventually developed a rift.

"It's about to start, don't be angry." Luo Jingqian took out some dried silver fish. "These are freshly made by the kitchen, have a taste."

This time it's not deep-fried. It's first braised with spices and then dried until only a small amount of moisture remains, with a unique lotus leaf fragrance on top.

Han Cuiyin ignored the Third Prince and focused on eating.

It has a fresh and fragrant taste, with a hint of sweetness and lotus leaf flavor.

At that moment, someone walked from the crowd to the center, struck a gong, and instantly fell silent.

"I'm sure everyone has heard about the strange things that have happened this past month! The Mountain God has saved many people, and the surrounding villages have already collected some money to build a golden statue and temple for the Mountain God. We're still short a little. If we want things to go smoothly in the future, you all know what to do!"

The speaker was the richest man in Changye Town. He was two sizes bigger than the average person, but had a kind and honest appearance.

Han Cuiyin wiped her eyes; this person had no foul aura, but rather seemed to be a very kind person.

This time, they really wanted to create a golden statue for the mountain god.

"Is there anything amiss?" Luo Jingqian had been keeping a close eye on Han Cuiyin's movements and knew about her extraordinary abilities.

"No." Han Cuiyin shook her head, already having made up her mind.

In a short while, servants went around collecting the wooden plaques and the gifts from everyone. The amounts varied, but no one complained.

Once they got to their seats, which were closer together, that was the real highlight of the evening.

Some wealthy gentry and local gentry competed to throw out silver notes, all wanting to be the first to have their names engraved on the small plaque at the entrance of the temple.

When she got to Han Cuiyin, she took out a stack of silver notes and said, "Yan Zhisheng from Yan Family Village."

The servant couldn't help but glance at her, then went to the person in the middle to inform him of the situation.

The man was indeed surprised and strode over.

See, as long as you're willing to spend the money, this opportunity to shine will come your way. A smile appeared on Han Cuiyin's slightly dark face.