On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Kongming raised his eyes to look at Yan Ruyu.

"You, you know Mr. Mo?"

Kong Ming suddenly realized: "Are you the Princess of Zhennan?"

Huo Changhe looked at him and asked, "How did you know that?"

"Mr. Mo said that in Youcheng, his biggest rivals are the King and Queen of Zhennan. I guessed it when the princess mentioned it just now."

Kong Ming lowered his eyes again: "Yes, I agreed to work for him. He promised to give me herbs. That day he asked me to go to the courtyard to get herbs. That strange woman gave me the medicine. I happily gave it to my son. Who knew..."

Thinking of the child's death, Kong Ming felt sad again. He gritted his teeth and said, "I must go to that yard and ask that woman about it."

"That woman is long gone. Besides, she has no grudge against you, so why would she harm you? It must have been Mr. Mo who gave the order at that time."

Kong Ming's eyes turned red. "No, it was clearly agreed upon. He wrote me a note in person, saying that if I took the note, then..."

He suddenly paused here, as if he had thought of something.

In a flash, he suddenly figured it out.

Yes, what Mr. Mo wrote were not words, but symbols. What do the symbols represent?

Is it life or death?

He has no idea.

Kongming clutched the quilt tightly, his fingers trembling.

"Kongming, you know exactly what role Shenyuan Temple plays. If you still have a conscience and want to do some good for the dead child, then tell the truth. In addition to those of you in the temple, how often do the people who appear in the back mountain go there? Where do they take people?"

Kong Ming's throat rolled slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "People who appear in the back mountain go there once every ten days, ten, twenty, thirty, three times a month."

"I also discovered this rule by secretly memorizing it. There is no calendar in Shenyuan Temple, and many people don't know the time. Even Kong Neng doesn't know the exact date."

"But I am different. I love astronomy and calendar. Even without looking at the calendar, I can still make calculations based on the moon and stars."

"And I found that every time they came, there would be fog in the back mountain, and the people in the temple would sleep particularly deeply."

"So, I suspect it wasn't fog, but I don't know what it was specifically."

Kong Ming narrated slowly, his tone low and suppressed: "I don't know who they are, but I think they look like... soldiers."

Huo Changhe's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Why do you think so?"

Kong Ming thought for a moment and said, "I don't really have any basis for this. It's just a feeling. They don't look like bandits who kill without blinking an eye, but they have a murderous aura. Also, the way they stand, the way they walk, and…"

What else? He thought for a while: "Anyway, I feel so."

Yan Ruyu did not ask any further questions. Sometimes people’s feelings are hard to explain, but they can also be surprisingly accurate.

"What are they dressed like? If we meet again, will you be able to recognize them?"

Kong Ming shook his head: "They are wearing black clothes and bronze masks, so we can't see their true faces."

Yan Ruyu pointed to the paper and pen on the desk and said coldly, "Write down everything you have done."

Kong Ming said nothing and picked up the pen silently.

"Don't try to lie, write it all down clearly. You are not the only one arrested in Shenyuan Temple. If there is anything untrue..."

Kong Ming smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, Princess. I have no worries in my life. If you let me die now, I will have no complaints."

He said no more and wrote down everything he had done and knew.

Yan Ruyu read what he wrote and found out that he was not from Youcheng, but was a kid from a wealthy family. After his family fell into poverty, he married his engaged fiancée. However, as his family became increasingly poor, their life was not harmonious and they often quarreled with each other.

Especially after the birth of their son, quarrels became commonplace. His wife disliked him for not knowing how to make money, and he disliked his wife for not being considerate enough.

The conflict deepened, and one day, after a big quarrel, he slammed the door and left.

Eighteen years have passed since he left.

He converted to Buddhism and initially wandered to a secluded city, where he accidentally met his son. He did not recognize his son, but his son recognized him.

He just grew older, his appearance did not change much, but his son grew from a young boy to an adult in his twenties.

His wife had died several years ago due to overwork while fleeing famine. When his son saw him again, he angrily scolded him for leaving, leaving his widowed mother with a difficult life.

He felt ashamed and stopped being a wandering monk. He became a monk in Shenyuan Temple. When he had nothing to do, he would go down the mountain to visit his son and grandson.

Until the Shenyuan Temple encountered an accident, he was not afraid of life or death and wanted to go with the old abbot, but his grandson fell ill and urgently needed medicine.

And Mr. Mo has medicine.

Fate began to deviate from its normal track, and from then on, the evil consequences were sown.

He had no choice but to assist Mr. Mo and others, but he had never killed anyone with his own hands.

After reading it, Yan Ruyu asked, "Did you know about Shen Wenqi going to the temple to pray for a child?"

Kong Ming nodded: "I heard Kong Neng mention it, but I don't know the details."

"All I know is that Madam Shen has been married for three years without getting pregnant. The couple is eager to have a child, and Sima Shen has spent a lot of money to have a child."

"However, Madam Shen probably didn't go. Sima Shen felt sorry for her frail body and couldn't bear to see her suffer on the road."

Huo Changhe took over and said, "Just stay here and don't try to run away. If you think of anything, you can write it down anytime."

Kong Ming nodded. He didn’t want to run away. Where else could he run to?

Yan Ruyu took the paper he had written and left the yard with Huo Changhe.

"Your Highness, what do you think is going on with the Shen couple's child?"

Huo Changhe smiled helplessly: "Yu'er, I know something about Shen Wenqi, but I'm not a prophet. How did I know the secret of their pregnancy and childbirth?"

Who knows whether the failure to give birth before was due to Shen Wenqi herself or Mrs. Shen?

"What the prince said does make sense."

Yan Ruyu thought for a moment and said, "Let's find an opportunity to invite the Shen family and their spouses out. We'll know once we meet them."

"We shouldn't go to the Shen family. We have never had any contact with them. It would be inappropriate to go there rashly."

Huo Changhe thought for a moment and said, "I plan to discuss the opening of a trade market with Governor Cao. Why not take this opportunity to ask Governor Cao to invite everyone to gather together?"

"This is a good idea," Yan Ruyu agreed happily, "Governor Cao and Madam Cao will go together, and the back house will receive the female family members."

"Okay, then I'll go to the governor's mansion and talk to Governor Cao about this in person."

Huo Changhe left the house and Yan Ruyu returned to the courtyard.

When it comes to the trade market, she is very interested. Making money is always the most exciting thing at any time.

You have to plan it carefully and finally take the power into your own hands.

Planning the area, building a market, or even rebuilding shops is no problem.

I was excitedly writing a plan in the room, and as I was writing, the space shook.

"Ruyu, we found the mine!"

As soon as the call was connected, the abbot laughed excitedly: "It's a gold mine, it really is a gold mine, we are rich!"