I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

When Lin Niang heard Yan Qian say this, it was like she had lost face in public, and her face turned red and white. But no matter what, her husband's life was the most important. If he could really get better, what would her face matter to her.

She blushed, lowered her head, and bowed to Luo Qianhuai without saying a word: "I have wronged you, my lady. I hope you won't take it as an offense."

Luo Qianhuai didn't say until this moment: "Your life has only been half saved. You had a true fever with a false cold before, and you drank a lot of ginger soup to warm the yang and drive away the cold, but it backfired, causing the high fever to persist, and you have already damaged the root. There are no herbs to nourish you right now, so you can only rely on acupuncture to slowly treat it. I can't guarantee the subsequent effect."

When Mr. Yan heard this, his tightly furrowed brows had mostly relaxed.

"Hurry up, carry the person to the car. Lin Niang, help change the clothes, don't delay the young lady's acupuncture!"

Seeing Lin Niang followed Yan Qian into the car, he stroked his beard and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"I was too concerned and confused before, and I wrongly blamed you two. Oh, by the way, I haven't asked you how to address me."

It was just a chance encounter before, and Mr. Yan didn't want to ask more questions, and the two of them had no intention of telling each other. But now that Luo Qianhuai had rescued his nephew, it would be too rude not to speak up.

Just as Luo Qianhuai was about to speak frankly, Master Mo gently pinched his fingers twice.

"My surname is Mo, and my given name is You. This is my wife, Wen."

"So it's Mr. Mo and Ms. Wen." Old Man Yan clasped his fists and bowed: "It's fate that we meet. You two have nothing on you right now, and Mr. Mo is injured. Why don't you follow us eastward and go to Cangzhou together?"

"That is what I wish for, but I dare not ask you." Master Mo answered politely.

Old Man Yan had someone prepare a carriage and invited Master Mo to get in. He also asked someone to get two sets of clean clothes for them to change into.

Luo Qianhuai knew why he was so rude at first but respectful later, so he returned the favor and helped Yan Qian do acupuncture seriously.

Her treatment for Yan Qian's previous syndrome of external cold and internal heat seemed random, but in fact it was supported by real medical records and was not rash.

As for acupuncture, the Quchi, Hegu, Dazhui and other acupoints are used to dispel wind and relieve exterior symptoms, clear away heat and detoxify.

There were no other medicinal herbs in the caravan, so wormwood leaves were a must for repelling mosquitoes. Luo Qianhuai rolled the wormwood leaves into moxa wool, added reed leaf powder to make moxa sticks, and applied moxibustion to the Dazhui, Fengchi, and Feishu points, which could warm the meridians, dispel cold, remove dampness, and reduce fever.

Yan Qian was young after all, and once the internal heat was gone, with the help of acupuncture, he recovered in just two days. The couple was extremely grateful to Luo Qianhuai, and sent him a set of all the necessities of life, including clothes, shoes, socks, bedding and dry food.

Yan Qian was not the only one who was injured after being away for many days as a merchant. However, since it was inconvenient to seek medical treatment, everyone just endured it.

But now it is different. There is a lady named Wen, who is skilled in medicine, in the team. She smiles gently every day. She is good at treating any disease, whether it is swelling and pain from external injuries or cough and shortness of breath. Although acupuncture charges a certain fee, it is much cheaper than the medical clinics in the city. So along the way, Luo Qianhuai gradually became the most popular person, and left Mr. Mo aside.

The latter seemed to be taking his time every day, but in fact, on the third day after falling into the river, he had already contacted Wei Cang and others who had finally caught up with him. It was only because it was more convenient to use the caravan as a cover that he had been stranded until now.

On this day, the caravan finally arrived in Cangzhou and lined up to enter Luancheng.

Luancheng is the gateway to Cangzhou, connected to Yanzhou in the north and Bingzhou in the east. It is also the hub for the transshipment of goods among the three states. Merchants coming from the south and the north gather here. It takes a full half day just to queue up to enter the city.

Luo Qianhuai lazily looked at the team outside. The feces left by the cattle and horses had fermented under the sun and mixed with dry flying dust, and the smell was not pleasant.

"Something is wrong." Young Master Mo whispered, "There are at least two caravans ahead, and they are not carrying ordinary goods."

"Goods are goods. Why distinguish between ordinary and unusual?" Luo Qianhuai yawned loudly.

"Look at the wheel tracks. They are a bit too deep. This means that they are either filled with copper ingots or iron ingots, or..."

Private casting of copper and iron is prohibited in Dayu. Who is so bold as to transport copper and iron ingots openly? Luo Qianhuai's tiredness disappeared instantly, and he asked with a pair of wide-open almond eyes: "Is it a weapon?"

Young Master Mo nodded, his expression somewhat solemn: "There seem to be more and more people from the underworld and refugees who have fled here, and most of them are young and strong. It is rare to see the elderly, the weak, women and children."

"It should be normal to have so many people in the martial arts world, right?" Luo Qianhuai asked, "Isn't that new martial arts conference held in Cangzhou? These knights are simple and unsophisticated, and I think they are here to attend the grand ceremony."

"Xian Yu Sheng Dian?" Mr. Mo's lips curled up: "Yin Yin can really make them look good. I don't believe you can't see the strangeness in this matter, otherwise we wouldn't have to rush here in a hurry - now it seems that it is really necessary."

Luo Qianhuai was not interested in who had a higher status in the martial arts world. As for Mr. Mo's intention to incorporate this force on behalf of the government, he just perfunctorily responded with an attitude of supporting but not contributing.

There was only one reason why she agreed to come to Cangzhou, and that was because the gate of Baimamen was also located in Cangzhou, and she had already promised to provide home treatment for Jin Yanyu's mother.

"But you are right about one thing." Luo Qianhuai carefully observed the refugees gathered not far away, and frowned: "If they are refugees fleeing due to the spring famine, they usually bring their families with them, but these people are almost all men. Although they are ragged, they are not thin, and there are many tall and strong ones - do they have other intentions?"

"The tip I got is that someone is going to cause trouble in Cangzhou, and it's most likely targeting the Zhengguan Division and me." Master Mo said in a low voice:

"Although I have made preparations this time, there must be some shortcomings. How about I arrange for someone to send you back to Beijing while there is still time to avoid any danger?"

This was the first time that Master Mo revealed this to Luo Qianhuai.

Her first reaction was anger: "The Zhengguan Division was established by the young emperor himself. Who is so bold as to go against the higher-ups?"

"Some people have been behind the scenes for a long time, so they are naturally unwilling to let me take these pawns away." Mr. Mo looked far ahead and said lightly, "This will be a tough battle, and I may not be able to take care of you. Why don't we..."

"It's okay." When the system is fully charged, it can still give people a sense of security, and Luo Qianhuai's words are also quite confident.

"I also want to see with my own eyes what those people are planning to do. Moreover, the location of the treasure is also nearby. The people you sent to explore should send back information soon. If there is a chance, I would like to go and see it myself."