Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

"Heh heh~ So good to Qingdai?" Yang Jianwu laughed sarcastically. "Would you marry Qingdai?"

Jing Nan was somewhat speechless.

"So you're going to make Qingdai a concubine or a secondary wife, huh? Tsk tsk tsk~ How many times a month are you planning to visit Qingdai's room?"

"When you marry your principal wife, can Qingdai skip serving tea?"

After being bombarded with three questions in a row, Jing Nan felt like he had been blasted to a crisp...

Not wanting to put Jingnan in a difficult position, Qingdai pleaded with Yang Jianwu, "Miss, can we just pretend nothing happened? I didn't intend to enter Young Master Nan's harem."

Yang Zihe and Pu Yangxuan understood after hearing this; so these two had done this kind of thing... Yang Zihe felt that his sister had gone too far...

Mo Ye pulled Yang Jianwu aside to sit down and handed her a cup of tea. "Since it has already happened, sit down and think about how to resolve it."

Yang Jianwu took the tea and sipped it quietly, remaining silent for a long time... so long that Puyangxuan was almost asleep...

Both Qingdai and Songyin were born into a family; their parents had always lived in the General's Mansion. They often met with their parents and were frequently influenced by their ideas. Even though Qingdai had grown up with him, he couldn't completely control her thoughts. It was an undeniable fact that she loved Jingnan, and her willingness to be with him was her choice, which he should respect...

Setting down her cup, just as she was about to speak, Qingdai knelt down beside Yang Jianwu, grabbing her hand, "Miss, please don't send me away..."

Yang Jianwu helped Qingdai up and said calmly, "Whether you stay or leave is up to you. I just want you to be happy."

He called the other three to his side, saying, "You are all the same; you all have the right to pursue your own happiness. As long as it is your own choice, I will bless you."

The four maids were deeply moved. Their mistress had always been kind to them and had taught them a great deal. They could be said to have lived better lives than the masters of most wealthy families. The four of them stood side by side and bowed deeply to Yang Jianwu. Their gratitude did not need to be spoken; everything was understood without words.

Jing Nan asked hesitantly, "Um... Miss Yang, you don't object to me being with Qingdai anymore?"

Yang Jianwu looked at Jing Nan, and Jing Nan felt cold and stiff all over when she looked at him with an inscrutable gaze. Just when he thought Yang Jianwu was about to start a fight, she spoke, "If Qingdai is willing, I will not stop her; if Qingdai does not want to go with you, you can forget about taking her away from me."

Jing Nan felt relieved and smiled. "Miss Yang, don't worry, I will discuss it with Qing Dai. Actually, I've been worried that this matter might delay your appointment with the Prince. But it seems that Miss Yang is very magnanimous."

Yang Jianwu scoffed, "Generous? No, I'm quite petty. Anyone who takes my things will have to pay me back double; anyone who bullies my people will suffer a fate worse than death." As she spoke, she gave Jing Nan a smile, "Young Master Nan, remember what I said today."

Jing Nan nodded hesitantly...

These things happened after returning home, and Yang Jianwu was also very troubled. She said to Mo Ye, "Everyone is tired after returning today. Let's all rest well and go to the military camp together tomorrow. Arrange for the people who are learning medicine to have Ziping take the medical team to Yunzhi tomorrow."

"Bang!" "Clatter!" These were the sounds of Puyang Xuan and Jing Nan knocking over teacups, splashing tea all over the floor, and everyone looked at the two of them.

Puyang Xuan stammered, "Yunzhi... medical team? That's... Jianwu... yours?"

Jing Nan kept grinning foolishly, "Hehe~ Miss Yang, what exactly is your relationship with Yun Zhi?"

Yang Jianwu's forehead creased with anger as she struggled to control her rage. "You two, pay up! I designed these teacups myself; each one is unique! And you actually broke two of them?!"

Mo Ye was delighted; finally, there was something Pu Yangxuan didn't know. He carefully examined the shattered teacups on the floor. They were blue-and-white porcelain, popular in recent years, with delicate texture, white as jade, clear as a mirror, and thin as paper. Looking at the intact teacups on the table, they were full, robust, and simple, with soft, rounded lines, giving a sense of rustic solemnity. Xiao Wu'er said she designed them?! Heh, another hidden identity discovered.

Puyang Xuan was eager to sever ties with Yang Jianwu. "Of course I'll compensate you, of course I'll compensate you. Jianwu, how much do you want? I'll pay double."

Yang Jianwu felt she hadn't chosen an auspicious day to go home, and not wanting to deal with this idiot, she stormed out of the banquet hall.

The following day, Mo Ye sent his chief guard He Miao to lead a team to escort several military doctors to Yunzhi to study with Zi Ping. The rest of them went with him to General Yang's camp to learn the mysterious formation.

Han Zhao, Hong Nan, Hong Bei, and Hong Dian accompanied Mo Ye to Anshun to learn formations, while Hong Feng and Hong Yun continued to serve him.

Yang Jianwu took out a ten-foot-long piece of white silk cloth, held a marker, and drew on it while explaining, "The 'formation' we are talking about refers to combat formations, or battle formations. A proper formation can fully unleash the army's combat power, and through reasonable troop deployment, achieve the best efficiency and defeat the enemy."

Although they were drawn as black dots, everyone understood that they represented people. "There are ten types of formations: square formation, round formation, sparse formation, number formation, cone formation, wild goose formation, hook formation, mysterious formation, fire formation, and water formation. I have a book that I'll send to you later. It has examples for your reference."

Mo Ye was deeply grateful. Xiao Wu'er's love was beyond what ordinary people could achieve. Others would definitely keep such a book to themselves, but she gave it away unconditionally. "Thank you, Xiao Wu'er."

Yang Jianwu waved his hand, "Don't bother with words of thanks. I'll only say this once, so you'd better remember it after that. If you come back later asking me what I've already said, you'll get a beating."

They all cherished this hard-won learning opportunity and immediately promised, "Thank you for your guidance, Miss Yang. We will do our best to learn the formations."

Yang Jianwu preferred obedient subordinates. If they were willing to listen to her, she wouldn't waste any more words. "Battle formations are generally based on square, round, and conical formations. The three formations depend on the strength of the troops, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, and the number of chariots. There aren't many mysteries involved; as long as the ranks are orderly, it's fine. The conical formation is mainly for offense, placing the most elite chariot troops at the front for impact. The round formation is mainly for defense, with chariot troops placed in the center. The square formation is both offensive and defensive, with chariot troops placed at the rear to ensure the formation has sufficient thickness and counter-impact strength."