She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

It would be best if Yao Lizheng personally led the team to handle this matter. Of course, Lian Chengmo also had no intention of staying out of it; he would go as well.

However, they didn't expect that when Lian Chengmo and Banxia tried to get the White Poison Umbrella after breakfast the next morning, they were obstructed.

"What do you need that for? It's highly poisonous; one wrong move and you'll die." Banxia immediately refused.

No one knew how poisonous that stuff was better than her. If she gave it to Lian Chengmo and he accidentally touched even a tiny bit of it, not even a god could save him.

After all, even with today's advanced medical technology, this is something that cannot be cured. If someone accidentally ingests it, they can only wait to die. Of course, it cannot be given to just anyone.

"I wanted to use it to poison those bandits." Lian Chengmo had no choice but to tell them everything.

To everyone's surprise, Banxia's eyes lit up as soon as she heard this. She said that she had thought Yao Lizheng had stopped to rest because of the wounded, but it turned out that it was for this reason as well.

Thinking about how much those bandits must have robbed on the road, there must be a lot of food in their dens, right?

Thinking about the ten or so kilograms of rice left in the bag, Banxia felt that she was still short of food.

The babies don't eat much, but there are just so many of them!

"You can take the things, but this stuff is too poisonous, I have to come with you!" Banxia said that she could give him the things, but she would have to keep an eye on them.

If someone handling it accidentally touches it, it's no small matter. The white poison amanita has been dried and ground into powder; inhaling even a little bit is just as fatal.

In short, whether it was for the safety of her people or to get a share of the spoils from the bandits' den, she was determined to go.

“But one of us has to stay and look after the children.” Lian Chengmo said helplessly, trying to reason with the little girl.

“I’m strong, I’ll go fight the bandits, you stay home and take care of the kids.” Banxia immediately brought up Lian Chengmo’s words from yesterday, shutting him down.

"..." Lian Chengmo, why does this sound so familiar?

The two remained deadlocked for a while without reaching a conclusion. When Yao Lizheng came looking for him, Lian Chengmo had no choice but to step back and stay behind the scenes.

Because this battle was still somewhat dangerous, and for the sake of the village's future, Yao Lizheng did not want Lian Chengmo to take the risk.

He had already made arrangements, leaving some men to guard the camp and selecting forty men to attack the mountain stronghold.

Hearing Yao Lizheng solemnly entrust the village to him, Lian Chengmo fell silent again and finally had no choice but to agree to stay and guard the camp.

Using the excuse that the poison was too dangerous and that Banxia had to be preserved, Yao Lizheng was asked to bring Banxia, ​​a nine-year-old girl, along.

Along the way, Yao Lizheng was worried. They were going to fight, the kind where they didn't care about life or death. Could they manage with Banxia, ​​this little girl, along?

Hearing his father's worries, Yao Dahe, unusually, stood up and said something in defense of Banxia.

"That girl is very good at hunting, and her hidden arrows are very accurate. We can just have her stay in the back." Yao Dazhuang stated the facts with a straight face.

Having hunted with that girl twice, Yao Dazhuang had gotten to know her a bit. She seemed to be very strong, and she was incredibly steady, accurate, and ruthless when hunting.

In addition, Yao Dazhuang had a clear view of the fight with those five burly men that day, as he was right outside the camp, so he wasn't too worried.

What kind of kind person could have survived on this cannibalistic famine-stricken road with their younger brother?

At worst, we can stop the little girl from being at the forefront. But Yao Dahe is somewhat wary of that poison.

Once upon a time, a villager was digging for wild vegetables when he accidentally touched a poisonous plant and died. He didn't even have time to get a doctor to save him.

The young master is right; it's best not to get involved with those people who don't understand those things.

“Alright, then you and Da Niu will sneak in with Banxia to poison her. Make sure to protect her, and get out of there as soon as you succeed,” Yao Lizheng said seriously.

"Yes, Dad," Yao Dahe replied immediately.

This time they didn't bring any of their underlings, only Yao Daniu, who had scouted the way with them yesterday, as he was the only one who knew the way through the mountain stronghold.

After walking around the mountain for an hour and a half, Banxia and her group, led by Yao Daniu, arrived at the back of the bandit stronghold.

Standing on the high ground, everyone looked at the mountain stronghold nestled in the valley. To be honest, if we didn't know that bandits had followed us here, who would have known that there was actually a village here?

These bandits really know how to pick a place; they chose such a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The valley is gourd-shaped, and the entrance is very small.

It's a pity that the original villagers who lived here must have been killed by bandits.

“Brother Dahe, we climbed over there last night. That’s where they eat dinner. That thatched hut is their kitchen.” Yao Daniu whispered to Yao Dahe, pointing out several places.

Banxia nestled beside the two of them and indeed saw the locations Yao Daniu had pointed out.

No wonder the two of them were able to sneak in undetected; it turns out that the houses in this mountain village were built in concentric circles around the center of the village, starting from a wooden fence.

From where the two climbed over the wall all the way to the center of the village, one could hide behind the houses and wander around. Who would want to go for a stroll behind their house?

Not to mention that this hastily assembled rabble only knows how to guard the gate, so it's no wonder they couldn't find it.

However, Banxia craned her neck to look down and saw a river flowing behind the mountain village, where a dozen or so women were washing something.

These must be the women cooking that Yao Daniu was talking about.

Yao Daniu seemed to have seen the women at that moment. He was about to say something when Yao Lizheng glared at him, stopping him in his tracks.

There are little girls here too; those dirty things can't be talked about.

"It was them. I saw them cooking yesterday." Yao Daniu choked for a moment, then mumbled what he wanted to say.

He originally wanted to say that these women were forced by those beasts, but after being glared at by the village head, he subconsciously changed his words.

Banxia watched as some of the women seemed to be washing clothes and others preparing food, and she was pondering how to poison the bandits without them noticing.

Suddenly, a dozen or so children appeared in Banxia's field of vision, and her expression instantly turned sour.

Those children clearly belong to these women, but they certainly don't belong to those bandits.

Thinking about the possible treatment women might receive in bandit dens, Banxia roughly understood why these women endured humiliation and continued to live despite having their homes taken away.

In an era where a woman's chastity was paramount, the only thing that could make them endure humiliation and hardship was their own flesh and blood.

A mother's love is a powerful force, an inescapable bond for them, because if they die, their children will certainly not be allowed to live either.

Yao Lizheng and his son, who were standing nearby, also saw the children. Although they were somewhat surprised that these bandits were raising a group of children, they didn't pay much attention to it.

Clearly, they hadn't considered the deeper implications. The father and son had already begun to plan according to Lian Chengmo's instructions, taking into account the terrain at the foot of the mountain.

Banxia, ​​however, frowned, pondering how to save the lives of these women and children.