The mountain does not summon.

Chapter 42 Benevolence and Severity, Subduing the Bandits

Song Qingchao lowered her eyelids,

and took out the second letter from Li Yanzhu, handing it into the washing room.

"She's fine."

Everything was proceeding according to her predictions.

The only unexpected factor was Meng Qiu.

This person, she had only heard of in her previous life.

Shen Jiangyu's survival until the Fang family retrieved the Forget Worry Grass was entirely thanks to Meng Qiu.

However, after Miss Shen married into the Fang manor, the divine physician Meng Qiu began to frequent places of pleasure and indulgence day and night.

Before long, news came from the Fang manor that Shen Jiangyu had died of melancholy.

And after Shen Jiangyu was buried, Meng Qiu, armed with a single dagger, stormed into the Fang manor.

Not a single soul in the Fang manor survived; the stench emanating from the poisoned bodies lingered for a long time.

Meng Qiu then committed suicide before Shen Jiangyu's tomb.

And now.

The turmoil caused by her had brought Meng Qiu into everyone's sight much earlier.

Just as the butterfly effect described.

Everything had changed drastically because of her.

Perhaps,

in this life, she could save Meng Qiu.

In her previous life, she had never heard of Bai Youan. In this life, after interacting with him, she felt he was unreliable.

Although Bai Youan was very important to her now,

she still hoped to have another doctor she could trust.

She looked up at the carriage in the distance, wondering what Bai Youan was doing there.

Last time she was in the carriage, this fellow had tea to drink.

What enjoyment.

Song Qingchao shook her head and lowered her head to continue fiddling with the rattan.

"We should thank Meng Qiu," Song Qingmu said.

"Mmm, I want Nightingale to make contact with him."

A rustling sound came from the "simple washing room," and then Song Qingmu emerged, wearing inner garments.

They were a bit short, but on him, they possessed a different kind of beauty.

Song Qingmu: "Alright."

He merely glanced at the pole inserted into the tree trunk, then quickly turned to dismantle the "simple washing room."

Song Qingchao quickly stopped him, glanced around to ensure no one was watching, and directly put the "simple washing room" into her spatial dimension.

Then she moved close to Song Qingmu and said, "It will be more convenient to use in the future."

The journey to Mobei required sixty days of travel.

Not bathing was truly out of the question.

Putting aside the issue of whether the smell was unpleasant or not, neglecting hygiene could easily lead to illness.

The journey was already arduous, and if one became sick, it would be unbearable.

Some people had already died along the way.

Most of them died from infected wounds due to delayed treatment.

Coupled with simple food, malnutrition, and insufficient nutrient intake to support bodily recovery, they had to expend immense energy walking.

When people couldn't endure, they perished.

It was when Bai Youan mentioned that Mu Mu lacked nutrition that she specifically found a book titled "Food Nutrition and Health" and read it, along with some thin booklets on epidemic prevention guidelines, emergency procedures, and the "Three Treasures" policy.

After a brief read, she understood it all.

These booklets were much easier to read than those thick books that often just pointed things out!

Song Qingmu said nothing.

He was accustomed to his elder sister's strange actions on their journey.

But he couldn't help himself in the end, "Then we won't have mats to sleep on..."

Song Qingchao: ...

"I'll try my best to weave more tomorrow."

She looked at her reddened fingers, wanting to cry!

Song Qingchao hadn't the heart to dismantle it all, so she only took out one grass mat to place beneath them.

They squeezed together and lay down beside Liu Zhe'er.

Song Qingchao knew she should sleep, but her active nerves wouldn't allow it.

In the letter Ah Zhu had written her, she recounted what happened after she woke up.

On the night she was poisoned, the Emperor had arrived at the Grand Princess's manor.

When she woke up, Minister Wang was at her Princess's manor, banging his head against a pillar to prove that the poison was not his doing.

Meanwhile, the Grand Commandant Fang, who had delivered the medicine, had not yet left.

Upon hearing the news, he directly knelt before her Imperial Father.

The two of them, chattering away, almost overturned her Princess's manor.

Finally, the Emperor was enraged and expelled them both.

Minister Wang, who was the most suspected, was not punished, but his favor with the Emperor waned.

Grand Commandant Fang, who had offered the medicine, not only received no reward but was also demoted for disturbing the Grand Princess's recovery and ordered to stay at home in self-reflection.

The retainers who had previously frequented both manors were all in a predicament, unsure of what to do.

As the saying goes, the chickens fly and the eggs are smashed.

Chang'an City was quite lively at this moment.

Now, these people should have no time to bother with her and Mu Mu.

But in the long letter,

there was one part that greatly concerned her.

The youngest son of the Su family had offended Fang Hanzhou's cousin and was currently in the exile procession.

Although Li Yanzhu had merely mentioned it in passing, she needed to eliminate any potential risks now.

She couldn't afford to gamble!

Any small mistake could lead to a grave error.

Song Qingchao turned her head to look at the sleeping Liu Zhe'er.

The little girl's brows were still furrowed even in her sleep.

She reached out and smoothed her furrowed brow, then sighed.

Although Zhe'er was a child,

she couldn't let more people know about this spatial dimension.

One more person knowing meant one more risk.

But in that case, she would have to be more discreet when taking things from now on, avoiding Liu Zhe'er.

She didn't regret saving Liu Zhe'er, and since she had saved her, she would see it through.

Song Qingchao's thoughts gradually became hazy.

With a loud "clang," it landed abruptly. Her expression tense, she gripped the steering wheel and nimbly maneuvered the vehicle into a tail-swaying skid.

She leaned out of the windowless driver's seat, patting her chest and gasping, "That was close."

Looking at the troop of monkeys beating their chests on the other side of the cliff, she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, tucked her shoulder-length hair behind her ear, and a triumphant smile curved her lips.

You really trust me, don't you...

Who is speaking?

Lu Qingyao strained to find the source of the voice.

Don't look for me, I'm being driven by you.

Lu Qingyao: ?

Have you gained sentience?

Mind your wording. Welcome to the cultivation world. I am your golden sales system.

The center console inside the car began to disassemble and reassemble. Lu Qingyao touched the completely new steering wheel, her heart bleeding. She had just gotten the new car today, and before she could even get insurance, it was smashed and she transmigrated. Even more absurdly, she had transmigrated in the flesh, which meant no chance of going back!

Auto-upgrade successful. Energy source is now spirit stones, crystal cores, etc.

Lu Qingyao tilted her head, frowning. Did this mean that in this world, she could only operate the car if she had money?

This system is your greatest golden finger. Complete sales tasks to upgrade the system, and ascension is just around the corner.

Her eyes instantly lit up with the spark of seeing a customer. If she could cultivate, her life would be saved.

Not quite. Host, you are an ordinary person, but other cultivators' cultivation speed inside the car will be doubled according to the system's level. As a gesture of good faith, your working company has also arrived. We source directly from the original factory, with no middlemen.

Lu Qingyao pushed her hair back with her hand and carefully considered what the system had said.

The golden finger was her only means of survival, and she couldn't discard it. That meant ensuring a constant supply of spirit stones. She couldn't smile anymore. Was she really in the cultivation world now!