Three hours earlier.
Yun Shui Jian
A man in a tiger skin shirt hastily climbed over the back gate of Yun Shui Jian.
He familiarized himself with several mechanisms and then disappeared into a secret passage.
When he reappeared, he was in a luxurious private room.
And the owner of this private room was Bai You'an.
Bai You'an was originally looking down, stroking the strings of his zither, but the moment he saw the man appear, the strings snapped with a "snap," and the previously pleasant melody emitted a harsh sound.
The girl on the other side put away her ledger and withdrew tactfully.
"Something's happened?"
Without waiting for the man to answer, he grabbed his fan, stood up, and picked up the cloak hanging on the side, ready to leave.
"Tell me as we go."
The man quickly followed, "Master, Miss Song has been taken away by someone named Su Nan Yi."
"Su Nan Yi?"
Bai You'an frowned. He remembered this person.
"Is she injured?"
This was the question Bai You'an cared about most.
He went out, directly mounted a horse, and leaped onto it. With a prosthetic leg, the horse darted forward, but he still felt a pang for his subordinate and slowed down slightly.
But even so, the man following behind was struggling.
"Miss Song is not injured for the time being, Master, no need to worry. Ying Zhong has also gone with her, and two hidden guards are accompanying them."
Bai You'an nodded. "Do you know why?"
The man hesitated for a moment, but then explained why Song Qing Zhao had gone to that place. He then added, "Your subordinate only heard them mention some kind of transaction, but didn't hear anything else clearly. Fearing something might happen, I came to report to Master."
Bai You'an felt relieved in his heart, but he was still a little uneasy.
Su Nan Yi...
He repeated the name in his mind twice more.
If he remembered correctly, this should be the youngest son of the wealthiest Su family.
Although he was the youngest son, he was indeed the legitimate son.
Old Master Su greatly valued this youngest son, and the youngest son was also very promising. At his first birthday grab, he reached for an abacus. As he grew up, he was particularly sensitive to numbers and had his own understanding of business.
He was destined to be the successor of the Su family from early on.
However, in his previous life, the youngest son was sentenced to exile for killing someone in the street and died during his exile. Thus, the inheritance was passed to the illegitimate eldest son.
The eldest son did have some ability, but he was petty and calculating.
The Su family did not decline under his leadership, but it could not regain its former glory.
If he had always been honest and upright, it would have been enough for generations of prosperity.
But this eldest son happened to be fond of gambling. During turbulent times, he wanted to contribute to the rise of a new dynasty, so that he could directly escape his merchant status in the future.
However, he was short-sighted. This gamble led to his ruin and the loss of all his family's wealth.
But later, when Bai You'an investigated, he discovered that there were clues behind all of this.
Every decision made by the eldest son of the Su family had a person's shadow behind it.
This person was Su Nan Yi, the deceased youngest son of the Su family.
Su Nan Yi, after the eldest son took the throne, used the money recovered from the eldest son to "start from scratch" in the textile industry in Jiangnan.
He was indeed a ruthless character.
But in this life,
Because of his interference, the assassination that destroyed the exile caravan was avoided, and everyone survived.
This meant.
He not only changed the fate of the Song siblings but also the fate of everyone else...
He had missed such a crucial person, it was truly unforgivable...
He truly felt the sensation of one misplaced move affecting the entire situation this time.
It seemed he needed to be more cautious in the future.
He soon arrived at the entrance of Ling Shi Valley, but the soldiers inside refused to let him in. In the end, Zuo Sui Ran was forced to appear.
Upon seeing him, Bai You'an immediately lost his temper.
He lunged forward and grabbed Zuo Sui Ran's collar, his voice cold and threatening, "General Zuo! Didn't you promise to protect Zhong'er well! I sent someone to look for them just now, and they said Zhong'er was taken away by someone!"
He was on the verge of madness, his eyes seeming to want to devour the person.
He was feigning losing control, but his sanity was truly on the brink of collapse.
He didn't know why, but he was becoming increasingly anxious about Song Qing Zhao.
He knew Song Qing Zhao's strength; even if everyone in this Ling Shi Valley attacked her together, she wouldn't break a sweat.
Although Song Qing Zhao didn't need his protection, he still worried.
Perhaps after reincarnating, his mindset had also changed a lot.
He knew everyone's fate, but he alone didn't know Song Qing Zhao's.
For five years, she had seemed to disappear.
How could he not worry about such a blank slate...
"Hey, Mr. Bai, don't worry, I'll send people to look for them immediately!"
Although Zuo Sui Ran was appeasing Bai You'an verbally, he was indeed preparing to send two teams to search.
He couldn't stand this great god's torment anymore.
But Bai You'an refused. He had come here precisely to go in and find her himself.
If he agreed to this, these two teams might search for three days and three nights and then give him a result of "no one found."
"I want to go in too!" Bai You'an continued to threaten.
But Zuo Sui Ran suddenly stopped playing along.
"Mr. Bai, aren't you being unreasonable?" he asked with a troubled expression, "There are regulations that no one who is not a criminal or a stationed soldier can enter here."
Bai You'an didn't care about that. He pushed Zuo Sui Ran aside with one hand and poked his chest with his fan, "I'm telling you, if anything happens to Zhong'er, I'll make all of you pay with your lives!"
After speaking, he turned around directly, kicked open the door that was about to be closed with a "bang," and then disappeared into the vast snow.
Zuo Sui Ran, left behind, looked at the rickety iron door, wishing he could kill someone.
But Bai You'an had indeed saved many civilians who had one foot in the grave.
Bai You'an was now revered as a living Bodhisattva in Mo Bei, even more so than the great general who guarded it.
If he wanted to bring Bai You'an to justice now, these common people would be the first to stand up for him.
"General, should we capture him?" a small soldier flatteringly stepped forward.
Zuo Sui Ran was so angry that he directly hit the soldier on the head, "You blockhead! Hurry up and lock the door!"
The soldier was a bit confused, but he complied. However, could this door still be locked?
Zuo Sui Ran, who was about to leave, looked at the dazed soldier and the un-lockable door, and his head exploded.
He puffed out his general's belly, walked over angrily, and with another "bang," kicked down the other door as well.
One digs one's own grave.
He truly deserved to die! httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"General, this this..."
Zuo Sui Ran sighed with his hands behind his back, "Go and retrieve the silver hidden under the third brick from the left under the bed in my camp, and have a new iron door made at Xiyun Pavilion, one that can't be kicked down no matter what."