Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

Chapter 1011: Well-Informed

Editor: Henyee Translations

Because of Chu Tang’s remark, Miss Mu’s reputation was preserved, leading the Mu family head to send twice as many supplies to Tang’s camp.

After bathing and changing, Miss Mu sat by her bed and instructed her maid, “Xiaoqin, bring me the box with my silver notes.”

“Yes, Second Miss.” The maid brought the box over.

Miss Mu opened the box and took out a stack of silver notes. “Take this to the young master.”

The maid hesitated. “Second Miss, isn’t this too much money?”

“No amount of money is worth more than my life. Take it to him.” Miss Mu insisted, hoping to leave a lasting impression on Chu Tang.

The maid, no longer arguing, hurriedly took the silver notes and headed to Tang’s camp.

As a maid, she couldn’t approach the camp, so she waited nearby, knowing she would see Chu Tang when he returned.

After waiting for about an hour, Chu Tang and Tang Jinghong finally returned to the camp together.

The maid quickly approached them. “Young Master, this is from my lady.”

Chu Tang looked at the stack of silver notes, amounting to several thousand taels, and was surprised. “Whose maid are you? Why are you giving me this money?”

The maid respectfully replied, “I am Miss Mu’s maid. This is her personal savings, and she wanted me to bring it to thank you.”

Chu Tang thought for a moment. Even as a thank-you gift, giving several thousand taels was quite extravagant and a bit unusual. “Go back and tell your lady that the Mu family head has already given us a reward. She doesn’t need to give more.”

The maid did not take back the notes. “Young Master, please accept it. If I return with it, my lady will blame me.”

Not wanting to make things difficult for a maid, Chu Tang took the silver notes. “Very well, I’ll accept it. Tell your lady I will visit to thank her properly.”

“Yes, Young Master.” The maid bowed and quickly left.

Chu Tang looked at the silver notes, pondered for a moment, and put them away. “Let’s go, Jinghong.”

The two continued into the camp.

…

Inn.

Back at the inn, Li Hongye, who had not yet fallen asleep, was informed by his subordinate. “Third Elder, the valley has been completely burned down, and not a single person escaped!”

Li Hongye, sweating profusely, sat up in bed. “When did this happen?”

The subordinate was also sweating heavily. Tang Jinghong’s forces were formidable, almost as if they had divine assistance, breaking through the valley’s defenses so quickly. “Just a short while ago.”

Li Hongye clutched his chest, relieved that he had left quickly. Otherwise, he would have been captured too. “What’s the current situation?”

The subordinate wiped the sweat from his forehead. “Everything is gone.”

Li Hongye regained his composure, internally cursing Tang Jinghong. How could he have broken through the valley’s defenses so swiftly? Did he truly have divine assistance to overcome such powerful mechanisms?

He asked, “What’s Tang Jinghong doing now?”

The subordinate replied, “He’s returned to the camp.”

After pondering for a moment, Li Hongye made a resolute decision. “Inform the spies to use any means necessary to poison Tang Jinghong!”

The subordinate felt a chill. “Yes, Third Elder.”

…

Tang’s Camp.

The morning sky was ablaze with crimson.

In the tent, Chu Tang sat across from Tang Jinghong, sharing breakfast. Just as Chu Tang picked up his chopsticks, he frowned.

Each bowl of food was poisoned.

Chu Tang stopped Tang Jinghong. “Don’t eat. The food is poisoned.”

Tang Jinghong put down his chopsticks, his face darkening. “Chu Tang, let’s put on a show to see who we can flush out.”

“Alright.” Chu Tang agreed.

A moment later, Chu Tang shouted, “General! General!” and helped Tang Jinghong out of the tent, heading towards the medics’ tent.

The guards, seeing this, were alarmed and shouted, “Medic! Medic! The General is vomiting blood!”

The medics were shocked, rushing out of their tents. Jiang Zhaoyong and Chu Qingning also hurried over.

Tang Jinghong’s face was turning blue and purple, clearly showing signs of poisoning. Suddenly, he vomited a mouthful of dark blood, causing the onlookers to believe he was gravely ill.

Chu Tang helped Tang Jinghong into the medics’ tent and laid him down. “Medic, please see what’s wrong with the General. He collapsed and vomited blood after eating a bowl of porridge.”

Two medics took Tang Jinghong’s pulse, their faces growing more serious. After a moment, one said, “I can’t find a pulse!”

This statement caused the other medics to panic, rushing forward to take the pulse. They all found no pulse.

Seeing this, some people began to withdraw…

In the art of war, deception is crucial. That night, three individuals attempted to flee the camp, only to be captured by Chu Tang, who had laid in wait.

Under severe interrogation, they confessed that Li Hongye had ordered them to work together to poison Tang Jinghong, planning to leave the camp afterward.

To avoid suspicion, they had waited until midnight to leave, but they were still caught.

Chu Tang sneered. He hadn’t even had time to trouble Li Hongye, but Li Hongye was already eager to act. “Jinghong, I’m going to find Li Hongye. The Yun organization still has the second, tenth, and fourth elders at large. It’s time to capture the third elder.”

Tang Jinghong smiled, holding Chu Tang’s hand. “I’ll go with you and give him a good scare!”

Chu Tang nodded. “Let’s go.”

They arrived at the inn where Li Hongye was staying, only to find that he had already left.

Chu Tang raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on his face. “The rat has entered its hole. Jinghong, it seems I’ll have to return to Mu City.”

Tang Jinghong expressed concern. “No need to rush. Rest for a couple of days before returning.”

Chu Tang thought for a moment and agreed. “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

…

Chu Tang returned the silver notes to Miss Mu. “Your father has already given food and medicinal herbs to the camp. I can’t accept your money.”

He placed the notes on the table in front of her.

Miss Mu held the notes. “I genuinely wanted to give this to you. Please take it.”

Chu Tang stepped back. “I really don’t need it, Miss Mu. Farewell.” With that, he left.

“Hey…” Miss Mu called out, but Chu Tang was already far away. “Am I some sort of plague? Why is he avoiding me so quickly!”

…

Two days later, Chu Tang set off for Mu City. Tang Jinghong escorted him to Mu City before going off to handle other matters.

Upon returning to the Tao residence, Chu Tang was immediately approached by Zeng Huo. “You’re back?”

“How did you know so quickly?” Chu Tang eyed him suspiciously, wondering if Zeng Huo had been secretly monitoring him.

Zeng Huo, noticing Chu Tang’s suspicion, quickly explained, “I didn’t secretly monitor you. I just had someone keep watch at the gate. They came to inform me as soon as you returned.”

Chu Tang set down his luggage. “What’s the matter?”

Zeng Huo seemed excited. “I’ve found out the third elder’s identity.”

Chu Tang turned to look at Zeng Huo. “I already know the third elder’s identity.”

Zeng Huo was speechless.