C160 Not mud.

Wu Daode's mood today was extremely bad, it had been bad since he got up early in the morning.

Today was the day that he would hand over the money to the person sent by the prince. Just a few days ago, he had already received the exact time when the messenger had arrived at Fengyang City.

At that time, he was still feeling heartbroken over the hard work he had gone through to get the silver. Now, he had lost more than half of it. His mood was indescribably sorrowful. Just when Wu Daode was not in the mood to care for others, his master who he relied on the most gave him a suggestion.

It was probably like this, because in the recent days, there were many large clans and large forces that had appeared in the city, and practically every clan had spies in them. With such a large transaction, it would probably attract the attention of people, and this would not be a good thing for the Duke to treat the County Governor, Wu Daode. If this were to leak out, it might not even be difficult to exterminate the nine clans.

Wu Daode immediately put more emphasis on this suggestion, and asked Grand Master if he had any ideas on how to resolve this matter.

This Master called Qian Jincheng was really favored by Wu Daode, and he had unintentionally met the poor Qian Jincheng at that time. After some interactions, he found out that this person was talented, so he decided to provide funding to resolve his problems and use it for himself.

With the help of Master Qian, in just a few short years, he went from an unknown county magistrate, to the guardian of a county. Most likely, a large portion of the credit went to Master Qian.

Actually, Wu Daode had also admitted that if it weren't for the fact that he was too stupid, useless and greedy, his position might even have been higher.

But exactly because of his greed, without discussing with the Master Qian, under the urging of a few good friends who were merchants, he foolishly sold the food that he had hastily stored in an emergency storage that seemed completely useless at that time. If this was in normal times, there wouldn't be much of a problem, he just had to wait until the harvest time and add on.

Just as harvest time was approaching, just as it happened to be a drought that only happened once every hundred years, not a single grain of grain was caught, but the key point was that Wu Daode, who was born with a cowardly personality and had been trampled on all over the place due to starvation, suddenly lost his cool and quickly came to the Master Qian to discuss countermeasures.

But at this moment, he was finished. The most important thing was to keep his little life. Therefore, under the Master Qian's instigation, Wu Daode chose to rely on him, and Ninth Prince just so happened to need a large sum of money to nurture their own private army. As a result, Wu Daode went up to the Ninth Prince and the two fought with each other.

Ninth Prince was thinking of ways to save his life, so he used five hundred thousand silver as an exchange. Indeed, the Ninth Prince had activated the power within the imperial government to save his life, and in exchange, Wu Daode had to hand over his five hundred thousand taels of silver.

And today was the day of the final transaction between the two parties. After the conclusion of the transaction, Wu Daode only needed to complete the transaction with the newly appointed county governor before he could leave.

However, the Ninth Prince secretly ordered him to kill everyone who knew about this after he left the Fengyang County. This included the Qian Jincheng who had followed him for so many years. Although Wu Daode was unwilling, compared to his own little life, he still chose to take it.

The Master Qian did not know about any of this. As always, he would assist and advise him, and the transaction between him and the Prince's men outside the city was the most deceptive thing to do. It would also reduce the number of people who would be able to find out about the deal.

This suggestion was sent by a pigeon to the messenger representing the prince. The messenger did not think too much and also felt that this was the best method. This way, his people would not need to enter the city, and their identities would be concealed even more.

Thus, the two sides agreed to do business at the decimetine outside the city.

If he was the one leading the troops out of the city, of course no one would dare search him, but no one would dare leak news of his actions, and as long as his suspicious words were to spread into the ears of the emperor, his majesty would have many methods to make him speak the truth, and at that time, even if the Capital Overwatch Council were to interfere, he would not be able to endure the torture and would not be able to take it.

At that time, there would only be one outcome for Wu Daode, and that would be death. It was not that his majesty the Emperor wanted him to die, but that the Ninth Prince wanted his life.

He was also very capable, and quickly thought of a strategy to deal with it. His method was to find a caravan as a cover, so that he could transport the goods and silver boxes out of the city together, and then unknowingly finish this matter.

Wu Daode immediately thought of the shopkeepers that he was familiar with, but Master Qian did not immediately object, and instead said: "Master, using those people is not out of the question, but since they know master, it is inevitable that no one will be able to make a connection with them. And if one thinks deeper, they will think that Master is up to no good, and this transaction can't be hidden either!"

"That makes sense. What do you think we should do?" Wu Daode thought that it made sense, and continued to ask for solutions.

As long as we can get them to the decimetine, we can let them leave. When the time comes, as long as Master gives us sufficient fees, even if we find out about them, we can't get any information out of them. " Qian Jincheng continued to advise.

"Great, this is great. We will do it this way. You will be responsible for looking for this kind of caravan!" Wu Daode laughed out loud, and felt that the difficulty had been solved so smoothly. He felt really good, and as a result, praised his own Master.

"Yes, old master!" Master Qian sneered at Wu Daode's back before he left.

On the day of the transaction, Wu Daode had always felt that something had happened, but he was unable to figure out what exactly had happened.

Under these tense thoughts, either he broke his rice bowl, or he went to the toilet without any toilet paper, but no one answered him after shouting for half a day. Helplessly, Wu Daode found a broken stick that was covered in mud to dig around with, then lifted his pants and went to the hall.

"So f * cking unlucky today! Men, Qian Jincheng, Qian Jincheng, didn't you hear me calling for you? " Wu Daode shouted as he walked into the hall.

Not long later, Qian Jincheng ran over and asked: "Master, you called me?"

"Nonsense. I'm not calling you in the morning, do you think I'm calling a ghost?" Wu Daode said to Qian Jincheng sarcastically.

"Old master, do you have any instructions?" Qian Jincheng didn't mind in the slightest and asked.

"I shouted for a long time just now, where did everyone go?" Wu Daode's big butt sat on the chair and asked. However, from the moment he sat down, he felt that his butt was sticky and uncomfortable.

"Oh, I will lead a group of servants to clean up the luggage, then we will box all our 'goods' and mark them down!" Qian Jincheng replied.

"No one but you?" Wu Daode asked in a low voice.

"No, last night, I packed all the 'goods' in boxes and sealed them away. This morning, I was just asking my servant to carry them to the car!" Qian Jincheng first checked his surroundings and also recovered back to his original state in a low voice. When mentioning 'silver', he would use the word 'goods'.

"Very good. Hurry up and supervise them. We'll set off later!" Wu Daode nodded his head in relief and ordered him to leave.

"Alright, old master. This is our route out of the city. Please take a look!" Master Qian did not leave. He took out a piece of paper and handed it to Wu Daode and said.

"Oh, let me see! "Eh, why would they be passing by here? This is downtown!" Wu Daode checked the route in detail, and upon seeing the road, he felt that it was not right to leave. After all, it was five hundred thousand silver, so of course he would choose a more secretive route, even if he had to circle around a few more times before leaving the city.

"Master, this is called 'trying to cover up the secrets', and this road is the closest route to the outside of the city. Most of the caravans take this route, and once we take a detour, it will delay us for a long time." Master Qian quickly explained.

"Oh, that's right. I also know this road, Old Chang and the others all choose to go this way to transport the goods out of the city, especially the prohibited goods. You can arrange it! " Wu Daode kept the blueprint, and placed it into his own bosom, and started to talk to himself to console himself, and then agreed to this plan.

"Yes, master, your subordinate will take his leave." After he finished explaining, Qian Jincheng had also finished speaking. Everything else had nothing to do with him, and he would continue to do it when they meet again.

"Oh right, Master, there's a stinky smell in the room. Did some servant accidentally bring something unclean into the hall? Do you want me to send someone to check it out?" Qian Jincheng had only taken a few steps when he discovered that there was a strange smell in the hall. He could not help but stop and remind Wu Daode.

"No need, go busy yourself!" Wu Daode waved his hands awkwardly, urging Qian Jincheng to leave quickly.

"Yes, old master. I'll go back to my work first!" Qian Jincheng left the hall.

"You've scolded me, but you've still not gotten it all," Wu Daode cursed in anger after seeing Qian Jincheng leave.

Just as Wu Daode was about to go back to his own bedroom to change his pants. A servant ran in. As soon as he entered the room, his nose twitched and he frowned. His expression was a bit strange, as if he smelled something bad.

"What is it?" Wu Daode did not wait for the servant to speak, and asked.

"Master, the caravan that Master Qian called for has arrived, and they even said that today Situ Family and Leng Jia will jointly invite the Patriarchs of a few large families and leaders of powerful forces, so there might be a traffic jam on many roads. In order to not delay Master's matter, they suggested that we leave early!" The servant reported the information.

"Oh? Invitation? Do you know why? " Wu Daode asked suspiciously.

"It seems to be the third young master of the Situ Family. Last night, she took the body of the Leng Jia's lass. I am not sure about the details, but I heard it from the people from the merchant caravan! " The servant lowered her head and said.

These servants loved gossip and gossip that targeted the members of large families. Especially the rumors about the 'slander' and 'slander' of those high up in the family, as well as the rumors about the 'splash of dirty water', were all described with words that they knew to be extremely resentful.

"Alright, I understand. It's more important that we have proper matters to attend to. Let's set off!" Wu Daode knew that if he was late, he probably wouldn't be able to leave the city on time, so he didn't care about other things and immediately ordered a departure.

"Yes, old master!" The servant opened up a path, bowed and respectfully saw Wu Daode off.

When Wu Daode brought the servants outside, a foolish servant kindly reminded Wu Daode: "Master, your pants are stuck to mud!"

This sentence was originally nothing much, but this brother's voice was just too loud, attracting the gazes of almost half the street people to look behind Wu Daode, and upon Wu Daode's exposed white pants, a very obvious earthen yellow mark could be seen.

"..." Wu Daode's face was currently extremely gloomy, to the point that even a gentle pinch could make him squeeze out water.

It was said that the crotch of a person's mud would become feces even if the crotch of a person's mud would not become feces. But what about the crotch of a person's feces? Could it be that even if it wasn't mud, it would still turn into mud?