Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

Yun Shengsheng thought, "We have over a dozen veterans in our family now. Each one has been to the battlefield and seen blood. If we go to rescue Wang Yuanqiu, we're definitely more reliable than the seven or eight ordinary people in Yun Huai'an's family. If we save him, Wang Yuanqiu's connections will be ours..."

Her eyes darted around, and then she thought of something even deeper.

[And that bandit stronghold.]

[Wang Yuanqiu was attacked right on the edge of the bandit stronghold, at the foot of Fengling Mountain. That stronghold was situated at the junction of three counties, a vital passage for all traffic.]

[Because of the special nature of the area, the three counties always shirked their responsibilities, and none of them put in their full effort to suppress the bandits! This allowed him to exist for many years and become increasingly arrogant.]

However, whoever manages to seize that land and open an inn or restaurant there, providing lodging, food, and a place to buy and sell goods, will find a place where all passing travelers, merchants, and even officials will rest. It will become a hub for information and a center for trade, where goods from all over will be traded. Knowing where cotton is cheap and where grain prices are about to rise, the price difference alone can make someone incredibly wealthy.

[It's like modern Singapore, a tiny place, but because it's situated in the Strait of Malacca as a distribution center for goods, it holds a pivotal position in the world. If you can establish a foothold in that triangular area where the three districts meet, then it won't just be about opening a guesthouse anymore...]

Even ordinary people wouldn't dare occupy that land, because bandits robbed them every few days. But now we have soldiers, and we'll have even more in the future. The underworld won't dare touch it, and as long as the Ming Prince's Mansion doesn't fall, and we've got Wang Yuanqiu's connection, this stronghold will be as stable as Mount Tai.

[However, Wang Yuanqiu hasn't been attacked yet. Let's rescue him first, then go and pressure Zhen Linqing. By getting on both sides, we can stabilize this stronghold.]

Yun Shengsheng became more and more excited as she thought about it, her eyes grew brighter and brighter, and her two short legs swung faster and faster under the stool.

I only regret that I'm too young, otherwise I would definitely build a business empire!

Yun Huaikang paused, his hand holding the teacup stilled, and looked at Gan Yuwan. A look of surprise flashed across their eyes at the same time.

They didn't quite understand Yun Shengsheng's logical deductions, but they caught a few key words:

An imperial envoy, traveling incognito, was attacked on November 18th at Fengling Mountain. The bandit stronghold was located at the junction of three counties, near an inn, an intelligence gathering place, and a distribution center for goods.

Each word alone would be enough for them to digest for quite some time.

But their little girl just stayed there and finished the whole game of chess.

Gan Yuwan excitedly tugged at Yun Huaikang's sleeve, her nails almost digging into his wrist.

Yun Huaikang patted the back of her hand to calm her down.

They exchanged a knowing glance, a gesture only a married couple could understand.

Yun Huaikang secretly calculated in his heart that since his little girl said it was the end of the 11th month at the hour of Wei (1-3 PM), then it couldn't be wrong.

Once the time was locked, he immediately led his men to Fengling Mountain to guard it.

He not only wanted to save people, but he also wanted to follow the clues to find the bandit stronghold and see how many people there were.

If it were just a dozen or so ragtag people, these dozen or so veterans might have been able to take them down with a single charge.

If you have the upper hand, then be patient and wait for another opportunity.

As for the place where the three counties meet, he thought about it and realized that such a large project was beyond the reach of his family. He decided to listen to his little daughter and bring Zhen Linqing along. He figured the young master would definitely be interested.

Yun Shengsheng, still engrossed in his strategic planning, suddenly turned around and called out to Yun Huaikang in a childish voice, "Daddy!"

Yun Huaikang's eyelids twitched at her call: "Huh?"

Yun Shengsheng jumped down from her mother's arms and snuggled into her father's arms, tilting her head up and speaking in a childish voice.

"I don't want to go to school in a few days! I want to go out and play!"

"Can you please ask me for leave?"

Gan Yuwan immediately understood what she meant.

Acting as if she's spoiling her child, she says with a smile, "Honey, Sheng Sheng has been studying so hard lately. She's so young, yet she goes to school before dawn every day, and when she gets home, she still has to practice calligraphy, memorize texts, and study pharmacology. And her teachers even praise her for her good grades."

"Look at this kid, he's already identified so many boxes of medicinal herbs. He's just a child, he should take a break for a couple of days."

"Don't overwork yourself!"

Yun Huaikang pretended to stroke his chin, also showing concern for his little daughter, "Alright then. I'll talk to Old Master Li and Mr. Su tomorrow!"

"Dad is going to a place to take care of some business in a few days, so I'll take you out for some fun then."

Yun Shengsheng was so happy she almost jumped off the stool.

【Great! As long as Father agrees to let me take leave, I have plenty of ways to arrange it so that the date falls exactly on November 18th.】

[We'll definitely be able to trick Father and the others into going to Phoenix Ridge Mountain! Once we get to that mountain, we're sure to run into Wang Yuanqiu...]

It was past midnight.

After finishing the last piece of calligraphy, Yun Ziyan put down his pen and rubbed his sore wrist.

It was pitch black outside the window; even the dogs in the alley were asleep. He stood up, stretched his fingers, and was about to blow out the light and get into bed when there was a knock on the door.

He froze for a moment.

Who will come at this hour?

He walked to the door, opened it, and there stood Yun Pianpian.

Yun Pianpian's hair was loosely tied in a bun, with a few stray strands sticking to the side of her face, clearly indicating that she had also been tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

She stood at the doorway, her brows furrowed.

"Fifth brother," she forced a stiff smile, "Can...can I come in and talk?"

Yun Ziyan stepped aside and said, "Second Sister, come in quickly."

After closing the door, Yun Pianpian stood by the table, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, pursing her lips again and again. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she took out a letter from her bosom and stuffed it into Yun Ziyan's hand.

"Can you read the letter for me? I can't read!"

This letter was secretly slipped to her by Qu Leng when she came today.

He said that Zhen Linqing asked him to pass it on.

Yun Pianpian originally wanted to read it herself, but she only knew a few characters and couldn't understand what was written inside.

She had to find someone to read to her. At that moment, she really regretted not being literate; if she had, she wouldn't have been in such an embarrassing situation.

Also, there are three people in the family who can read.

Her younger sister is Yun Shengsheng, but she doesn't dare let her younger sister acknowledge her.

She was afraid that if her younger sister spoke her mind, the whole family would know about her relationship with Zhen Linqing.

The brother-in-law didn't dare either, for fear that his sister would find out.

After much deliberation, they could only turn to their fifth brother.

Yun Pianpian was a little embarrassed. "Fifth Brother, I'm sorry to trouble you. I'm disturbing your rest so late!"

Yun Ziyan shook his head, opened the box, glanced at it, and was slightly taken aback.

In the end, he said nothing, cleared his throat, and began to read in a low voice...