The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

As soon as Yin Baicai returned to the mansion, she went to check out the empty rooms in the backyard that Li Zhe had mentioned. Not bad, she thought, she could try using these two rooms to grow vegetables.

Growing vegetables in winter requires maintaining a suitable indoor temperature. "Was the charcoal used in Uncle He's house bought at the market? How much did it cost?"

"According to the market price, it's usually three coins a pound, but now that it's winter, the price has risen to five coins. Madam, don't worry, there's enough charcoal in the mansion." Uncle He, who manages everything in the General's mansion, is naturally very familiar with these matters.

Yin Baicai was astonished. Five coins a pound! That's enough to buy five eggs. No wonder only wealthy families can afford charcoal!

It seems I can only go back to my old ways and honestly cut down trees to make charcoal.

After all, greenhouse cultivation requires a lot of charcoal, which can all be bought with money. The General's Mansion might not be able to afford to build its own.

Back in the main room, Yin Baicai told Shen Jin about her plan. Shen Jin was also very curious. Vegetables could be grown in winter, and he wanted to see if it was really possible. The two hit it off immediately.

"Okay, let me help you."

Shen Jin asked him, "When you went to the barracks, how did your scarred-face guy do?"

"He's fine. Xiao Yu is playing, but it seems he's injured..."

Before Yin Baicai could finish speaking, Shen Jinxin's heart tightened, and she pressed, "What...what happened to him?"

"When I arrived, I saw that the white gauze on Xiaoyu's hand was stained red with blood. It seems that he was injured last time."

Shen Jin then remembered that he had seen Cheng Yu's hand wound bleeding last time, and when he reminded the man, the man didn't seem to care at all. He must have been ignoring it himself. Otherwise, the wound would have healed in two days.

Shen Jin's conflicted emotions came and went quickly. Why was she worrying about him? It was like she was worrying about something that wasn't her business.

Yin Baicai took Shen Jin in a carriage towards the deep mountains of Beiyu City, wanting to first see where on the mountain would be suitable to build a kiln.

Once he found a suitable location, he would hire a bricklayer to build the kiln, as he planned to make charcoal himself.

Riding in a carriage driven by a servant in the manor, the two arrived at the forest behind the Northern Region City.

The mountain road was winding and the carriage couldn't go up; it could only stop at the foot of the mountain.

Yin Baicai, carrying a small basket on her back, led Shen Jin towards the mountain.

This mountain is open to everyone in the entire Northern Region City and doesn't belong to anyone. However, Yin Baicai needs to cut down a lot of trees to make charcoal, so he decided to contract out a section of it on his own.

The withered yellow leaves hung sparsely on the branches, and the closer you got to the depths of the forest, the colder it felt.

When we first arrived, looking from the foot of the mountain, there was still a lot of snow on the mountaintop that hadn't melted.

Along the way, Yin Baicai found many dry tree trunks and decided to build the kiln here.

After all, the materials are easy to obtain, and the finished charcoal is easy to transport back.

The two were lucky and spotted two pheasants. Shen Jin quickly picked up a pebble from the ground and threw it, hitting them instantly.

"Awesome, you hit it." After Shen Jin hit it, Yin Baicai walked over, picked up the pheasant, grabbed a couple of dry grasses from the roadside, tied its feet together, and threw it into his basket.

Seeing the pheasant that Shen Jin hit reminded Yin Baicai that the first meat she ate when she first transmigrated was a pheasant given to her by the bully Li.

Almost a year has passed since I came to this other world.

The mountain produce had long been picked clean, and the two returned empty-handed. Fortunately, Shen Jin was lucky enough to catch two pheasants. Otherwise, Yin Baicai's little basket would have been a waste of her time.

The news of Wan Yanhe's defeat soon reached Hu Rulie's ears. He sneered, thinking, "So what if he loses his command? It seems he can't accomplish anything anyway."

She was waiting for the day he would come back and beg to obediently return the command of the troops.

Hu Rulie looked at his trusted confidant who had come to report, and raised his eyes: "How did you do with the task I gave you?"

"Zuo Xian, we've made contact with someone, a bastard, who harbors extreme hatred for the people of Yan and is willing to act as our inside man."

"Okay, keep this a secret at all times, and don't let anyone know."

The "bastards" they referred to were children secretly born between the Yan state and the Xiongnu.

Such people are not recognized in either the Kingdom of Wali or the Kingdom of Yan.

When Yin Baicai and his companions were halfway back to their residence in the carriage, they saw a group of older beggars punching and kicking a dirty little beggar.

"Hand over the money you demanded, or I'll beat you to death. You're nothing but a little bastard, you don't deserve to be in our Northern Region City. Get out!"

The henchmen echoed, "Get out of Northern Territory City!"

"Hahaha, look at him, he still has the nerve to live on, even his blind mother doesn't care about him anymore..."

The unrestrained laughter infuriated Yin Baicai; these people were bullying a child in broad daylight.

It's infuriating! The original owner of this body was bullied a lot by the people of Peach Blossom Village in the past, just like this.

Yin Baicai immediately shouted, "Stop the car!" As soon as the driver stopped, Yin Baicai jumped down impatiently.

He picked up a stick from the roadside and pointed it at the group: "You little bastards, bullying the weak, I'll give you a good beating."

The beggar who was bullying people saw Yin Baicai's clothes and the carriage she was riding in and thought that she was from a wealthy family in town, so he dared not provoke her.

Dispersed in a hurry.

Seeing that the man had run away, Yin Baicai threw down the stick in his hand, squatted down, and asked, "Kid, are you alright?"

As Yin Baicai approached, Hu Nuer instantly withdrew the dagger that was half-exposed from her sleeve.

He lowered his head and shook it at Yin Baicai.

Seeing that the man was unwilling to talk to her, Yin Baicai prepared to reach out and pull him up.

Hu Nu'er immediately dodged, glaring fiercely at Yin Baicai's outstretched hand.

Yin Baicai thought he had misunderstood, so she immediately explained, "I didn't mean to hit you, I just wanted to help you up."

Hu Nuer shoved Yin Baicai's hand away, quickly got up, and ran away.

Yin Baicai was taken aback. Why was this kid acting like a little wolf cub? Wasn't she just helping him?

However, he seemed to have been in a similar state before, especially the year his mother, the dean, passed away. He had always been oblivious to other people's kindness and was extremely guarded.

Shen Jin, who followed behind Yin Baicai, did not miss the dagger that Hu Nuer had hidden in her sleeve. He thought that if the two of them had not passed by today, that kid probably wouldn't have suffered any loss.

He had seen that look in his eyes far too many times; it was the kind of look that seemed to want to tear the enemy's flesh off, chew it up, and swallow it whole.

"What are you standing there for, little cabbage? Go back."

"We're here, let's go back!"

Hu Nu'er, who had run away, watched Shen Jin and his group's carriage drive away from the shadows. She spat in the direction the carriage had gone and said, "You meddlesome Yan people. If it weren't for you, Liu Da and the others would have been killed by yourselves long ago."

Lifting her thin clothes, Hu Nu'er looked at the bruises on her chest, her eyes bloodshot.

Damn Liu Da, tonight I'll take down that little beggar next to you! You dare steal my money? You're all going to die!

Hu Nu'er dragged her wounds into a dirty alley.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, the woman inside heard the noise and, leaning on her cane, groped her way out.

"Is Anu back?"

Hu Nu'er concealed her fierce emotions and replied, "Mother, it's me."

"Come in quickly, Mom has made some vegetable dumpling soup. Eat it while it's hot."

Hu Nu'er came over and helped the blind woman into the house.

Liu Da, who had run far away, twirled the silver he had snatched from Hu Nuer and laughed, "Let's go buy some meat buns..."

The three lackeys following behind him smiled obsequiously, saying, "Brother Liu is really capable. That little bastard Hu Nu'er has money but doesn't know how to be filial to you. We'll teach him a lesson tomorrow."

The four of them walked towards the steamed bun stall, laughing and joking.