Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy

Chapter 105: 87, 88. Blind ‘Crown Prince,’ unforgiving seasons, karma has its response (Major Chapter – Seeking Subscriptions)

Chapter 105: 87, 88. Blind ‘Crown Prince,’ unforgiving seasons, karma has its response (Major Chapter – Seeking Subscriptions)

The snow fluttered down gently, only those with a tranquil mind could hear the sound as it touched the ground.

Song Cheng always had excellent hearing.

The snow fell softly and lightly, as if the heavens were using the earth as a zither, playing quietly.

He held an umbrella, standing on the West City wall with Lady Zhushan.

After a long while, he spoke: “Granny, are you still worried?”

He had already confirmed that Lady Zhushan was indeed much older than him, old enough to be his great-grandmother. Recently, during a “family gathering,” his form of address had changed.

Tong Jia exclaimed: “Calling me Senior feels distant!”

Song Cheng asked: “Then what should I call you?”

Tong Jia decided: “Call me Granny.”

So, Song Cheng called her that, and Lady Zhushan accepted it.

Hearing his words, Lady Zhushan spoke softly: “I don’t know why the Ghost Servants didn’t make a move during the peace talks. I can’t figure it out… It was clearly a good opportunity.

The only explanation is that they are brewing a bigger plot.”

Song Cheng closed his eyes, pondering the intelligence gathered over these days, and suddenly said: “The Northern Barbarians demanded a lot of grain and supplies, other counties are starving and cold, but these invaders want for nothing. This will cause trouble, won’t it?”

Lady Zhushan was momentarily stunned, then her mind worked through the problem, and she thought it through. She pondered for a while and said: “Yes, it will cause trouble.”

Song Cheng said: “Haven’t the big figures thought about this?”

Lady Zhushan sighed deeply and said: “Initially, the Six Towns were guarded by descendants of military families and sects, but gradually… this place, due to its harsh and barren environment, became a place for exiled criminals and a gathering place for the lower class.

The sects are numerous and mixed here, never given importance by the Imperial Family.

After all, why would they lower their heads to look at an exile’s place?”

Song Cheng said: “But they are the first forces to fight against the Northern Barbarians and the most direct ones to face them.”

Lady Zhushan nodded and said: “Mm.”

Then she continued: “I understand now, it’s an open scheme.

The generals sent from the State City need achievements, and the Imperial Family needs stability.

If they can use some grain to pacify the beasts from the north, why wouldn’t they?

It just makes the common people suffer a bit.”

“I finally understand why the Ghost Servants didn’t act.

They were waiting here.

But which bastard gave them this plan?

The Ghost Servants wouldn’t have thought of this themselves.”

Song Cheng said: “We saw it, and surely many others saw it too.”

Lady Zhushan said: “We were in a hurry to send the grain, and by the time we realized it, it was already too late.

But even if we had thought of it then, what could we have done?

If we didn’t seek peace, would we really let the Northern Barbarians risk everything, go mad, and recklessly bring the Ghost Tide south? This is a bold, open scheme.”

Song Cheng thought for a bit and suddenly said: “Granny, is it peaceful now?”

“Yes.”

“And the Ghost Tide hasn’t appeared yet, right?”

“Yes.”

“This summer and autumn, the An Family harvested a large batch of rice, didn’t they? The Prefectural City has large lands, and the An Family is a grain merchant, with many fields at the foot of your Pearl Mountain.” Song Cheng smiled, “It’s better to provide timely help than to give flowers embroidering on brocade.”

In recent days, he had decided to take root in the Hanping Prefecture and not continue fleeing south. So not just Hanping Prefecture, but even the neighboring Six Towns were places where he needed to build good relations.

He needed an opportunity.

He had been wondering where this opportunity would come from, but now, the Northern Barbarians had delivered it to him.

Sending grain and supplies to the Six Towns at this time was truly life-saving and a hundred times more useful than usual.

Fortune and disaster are intertwined, and the situation with the Six Towns presented a disaster but also an opportunity for the An Family.

Granny Zhushan was stunned.

Before she could speak, Song Cheng said: “If no one sends grain to the Six Towns, the An Family will!”

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Once decided, action was swift. Within two days, the An Family had gathered as many as eighty ox-carts, carrying nearly two thousand stones of grain northward. In addition to the An Family’s guards, “Form” state Medicinal Humans from Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple and even Prefectural Soldiers escorted them.

The Prefectural Soldiers were controlled by the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, and as a Guest Elder of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, Song Cheng had enough influence.

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While the ox-carts were still heading north to the Six Towns, the Prefectural Soldiers had returned.

They had set out full of ambitions, eager soldiers and Martial Artists looking to gain merit and join the two major forces. Now they returned with weary faces and expressions marked by the hardships they’ve endured.

War had stripped away their superficiality, leaving them to return and embrace their families with tearful reunions.

The Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and White Camel Estate kept their word, recruiting a large number of Outer Sect disciples and promising to teach them cultivation techniques.

And that boy, overlooked by the two major forces, now sat directly before the leaders of these two major forces.

There were four people at the table.

The Three Giants of the Prefectural City, plus a Little Blind Boy.

Lady Zhushan was wrapped in heavy, shabby clothes with her large, broad face.

“Shanhe Martial Arts Hall Master” Tie Zhenyi wore a navy blue robe, with a square face, thick eyebrows, eyes sharp as knives, and his voice ringing with clarity.

“White Camel Estate’s Master” Ouyang Sha had a high nose and deep eyes, dressed in white. Though he was in middle age, it was still evident that in his youth, he’d surely been a handsome, dashing gentleman.

And Song Cheng confirmed that the person he saw at the White Camel Estate that day was indeed this Estate Master.

At this moment, aside from Lady Zhushan’s more muted coloring, the other two’s outlines were composed of bright, white lines.

The two of them were also scrutinizing Song Cheng.

The city’s newly emerged young hero intrigued them both.

Especially today, as this meeting had been called by Lady Zhushan.

Tie Zhenyi and Ouyang Sha only spoke of matters on the battlefield, occasionally inquiring about the city’s affairs from Lady Zhushan, while pointedly ignoring Song Cheng.

They seemed to understand that today’s matter actually concerned this Little Blind Boy.