Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Gui Er and Gui San were also trained by Yang Jianwu, and they were extremely happy to train newcomers, so they could give back to the rookies twice as much of the thrilling torture that the young lady had inflicted on them.

Gui Er and Gui San originally had their own names, but the young lady said she couldn't remember them, so when they started training, they were named "Rookie Number One," "Rookie Number Two," and so on...

After the training was completed, the young lady said that their real names should not be revealed, so they should be given the name of their captain, Yang Zigui. Thus, they became known as Gui Er, Gui San... "Gui'er," "Gui Sun," etc.

The members of the Gui team, who had been internally fuming and complaining countless times, were still among the best of the best. They dared not blame the young lady, so they could only attribute this humiliating nickname to their captain, whom they affectionately called Boss Gui... "Boss Turtle."

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The layout of the General's Mansion in Anshun was similar to that of the mansions in the capital. Yang Jianwu was not a person who liked complicated things, so she named the courtyard where she lived "Xige".

Inside the room, the four young maids had just finished complaining about how their mistress wouldn't take them out... Yang Jianwu sat at the table, propping her head up with her hand, and helplessly rubbed her forehead. She was mentally over thirty years old, so how could she explain to them that she had many things to deal with and that it was really inconvenient to take them along... Unable to bear their resentful gazes any longer, Yang Jianwu decided to change the subject.

"Mujin, go and call Aunt Jiang over."

"Yes." Mu Jin accepted the order and went to summon Jiang Shi.

"Miss, look how dirty your clothes are after you went out. No one has tidied them up for you. You're practically unrecognizable." Qingdai, relying on Yang Jianwu's affection for her, continued to harp on the topic.

Yang Jianwu gave a delicate yawn. "Even if I can't see the human form, I'm still your young lady. Don't try to coax me. I'll take care of you all if I can. I want some snacks, especially the lotus flower pastries made by Qingdai. I'm so craving them, I could cry." She then tugged at Qingdai's little finger and pouted.

"Yes, Miss. Qingdai will go to the small kitchen to get some snacks right away." Hearing that Yang Jianwu wanted to eat, Qingdai immediately perked up. In Qingdai's world, her mistress's affairs always came first, and filling her mistress's stomach was the most important thing of all.

Yang Jianwu chuckled and gently rubbed Qingdai's cheek again. "Our Qingdai still cares about me the most. Mwah, I love you, Qingdai."

"Ugh~~ How annoying!" Qingdai stomped her feet, covered her face, and ran out of the house.

"Ah, finally I can have some peace and quiet."

Songyin and Ziping covered their mouths and chuckled. The young lady had two fears in the mansion: one was being scolded by the madam, and the other was being pestered by Qingdai.

Now that things have quieted down, Songyin stepped forward to refill Yang Jianwu's teacup, and Ziping also took out a stack of account books from the inner room. "Miss, these are the account books that Manager Hao delivered today. The account books for the Huashuiyuefang branch will not be delivered for another two days."

Yang Jianwu flipped through the pages casually. The bookkeeping method was one that Yang Jianwu had taught her before, so it was very convenient to look at.

Songyin and Ziping didn't disturb them and stepped aside to wait quietly.

A short while later, Mu Jin brought Jiang Shi to Xi Ge.

Jiang used to be in poor health, but after drinking several doses of medicine sent by Yang Jianwu, she no longer suddenly falls ill. She also breathes smoothly and shows no signs of illness.

After her health improved, the head maid who had been working with the lady learned to manage all the affairs of the mansion. Because she had learned before, she was able to get started relatively quickly.

Upon entering the inner room, she saw a young lady dressed in women's clothing. Madam Jiang had already discerned that Yang Jianwu was not the young master, and this was the first time she had seen Yang Jianwu in women's attire. Her features were exquisite, her face radiant with smiles, and she was remarkably lively. After a moment of admiration, she curtsied and greeted her, "Miss."

"Aunt Jiang, please don't be so polite, please have a seat."

After Jiang sat down, she gave Songyin a wink. Songyin pushed a stack of account books on the table in front of Jiang and said, "These are the shops that Miss has been running over the past few years. Starting today, they will be handed over to Aunt Jiang to manage. In a couple of days, when all the account books from other towns are delivered, Songyin will send them to Aunt Jiang together."

Knowing that Yang Jianwu intended to keep her by his side to work, Jiang had been trying her best to learn how to handle various matters these days. She replied "Yes," took the account books with both hands, and after flipping through a few, she was so shocked that she couldn't say a word.

These are the Su Yan Ge and Ju Bao Zhai, coveted by young ladies and wives throughout the city; their opening caused a sensation. And the Hua Shui Yue Fang, with branches all over Dong Li, also belongs to a young lady. And this young lady is only seven years old! A seven-year-old child!

Suppressing her shock, she looked up at Yang Jianwu and said, "Miss, this... how could I dare..."

Yang Jianwu smiled and said, "Aunt Jiang, I need someone to be in the public eye."

Jiang immediately understood. The young lady was only seven years old. To outsiders, she was just a child. No one would believe that these well-known shops belonged to a child. Over the years, someone had probably been acting on her behalf.

With such a popular shop, someone will inevitably investigate the owner behind it. Whether it's a friendly relationship or a collaboration, the owner's consent is required. Acting on behalf of someone else isn't a long-term solution; what the young lady needs is a legitimate owner of the shop who can openly identify themselves.

Knowing that Madam Jiang had come to this understanding, Yang Jianwu continued, "Aunt Jiang's medicine can be stopped now. Starting tomorrow, I will perform acupuncture on Aunt Jiang for seven consecutive days, and she will be fully recovered. For the next month, Songyin will take you to various shops to familiarize yourself with them, but don't overwork yourself. Meet the shopkeepers, and I'll have to trouble Aunt Jiang with the shop matters."

Jiang was deeply moved. She had followed her father in business since childhood and possessed exceptional business acumen. Later, she married Luo Yi's father. Although she was well-off, she was ultimately confined to the courtyard, competing with other women for her husband and hoping that her son would be successful.

At this moment, she felt a sense of resurrection. Her son had been chosen by the young lady and would be personally trained. She could also recover and help the young lady manage the shop and do what she was good at. God was truly kind to her.

She rose and bowed solemnly to Yang Jianwu, saying, "I will forever remember your great kindness, Miss. I, Jiang, swear to follow you to the death. If..."

Yang Jianwu couldn't stand these things, so she immediately pulled Jiang Shi up and helped her sit down. "Aunt Jiang, I don't have that many rules around me. If you are willing to follow me to the death, I will do my best to help Luo Yi take revenge."

With tears in her eyes, Jiang held Yang Jianwu's hand tightly for a long time without letting go.

When Qingdai returned with some snacks, she saw Madam Jiang inside and asked her mistress with her eyes, "Is Aunt Jiang one of our own?"

Yang Jianwu nodded with a smile, and Qingdai then presented the pastries. "Miss, the peach blossom pastries are here. Madam made a hundred-flower wine this afternoon, and it's just the right amount to drink now. Please have a taste."

"Our Qingdai is so thoughtful. Whoever marries her will be incredibly lucky." Yang Jianwu's mischievousness was just teasing Qingdai. She couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks while eating her snacks.

After discussing the matter, everyone was dismissed to rest. Yang Jianwu went to the courtyard alone to look up at the bright moon. She had been planning since she could walk, so that she could live her own life. Now that the plan was taking shape, she was determined to build her own world while she was away from the capital.