Old Man Zeng shook his head. With his supervision, his son wouldn’t dare to slack off.
"Oh, by the way, shopkeeper, a few days ago, someone came to my shop and asked one of my workers about your whereabouts. That worker told me about it. Judging from his description, it seemed like the manager from Zhi Residence. I’ve met him once before, but I’m not sure what he wants with you," he said.
Upon hearing this, Lin Caisang’s eyes narrowed slightly.
She didn’t have a good impression of Zhi Residence. After all, there was Jin Lele, whom she wasn’t sure was oblivious or too cunning. She didn’t want to have anything to do with that house.
"He didn’t come back, did he?" she asked.
"No." Old Man Zeng shook his head.
The man had not shown up since the worker had mentioned this to him.
"Then it’s probably not a matter of importance. We don’t need to pay attention to it," she said.
She guessed that it was not Zhi Lingyang looking for her, but Jin Lele from his residence, who always seemed eager to stir up trouble. This woman... it’s best not to give her any attention, lest she causes any unforeseen problems.
At Old Man Zeng’s agreement, they both boarded one of the carts loaded with goods and headed for Jianan City.
Time passed quickly, and five days flashed by.
Lin Caisang handed over the four books she had transcribed to Lin Chushui, urging him to study them diligently. At the same time, she didn’t bother him anymore and continued to spend her days in Jianan City.
Anyway, she had already thought through the hidden task. Human plans and divine outcomes; if Lin Chushui really couldn’t learn, there was nothing she could do. Could she force him to imprint these four books into his brain?
In Jianan City, the news of Lin Caisang’s return spread rapidly in just a few days. Everyone knew that the owner of the Hundred Fragrances Shop was back, and the customers thronging to buy medicine had practically broken the doorway.
Inside the royal hunting grounds, Lin Caisang was holding a teacup in one hand, while the other was resting upon various prescriptions spread out on the table. At that moment, she was leisurely examining them one by one.
"Miss Lin, did you come here to treat my injuries or to treat their illnesses?" asked the Second Prince, who had not moved from his bed for five days and was now feeling as if his entire body had rusted. All he could do was chat.
"Before a physician, there is no difference in status or wealth. As long as they’re able to breathe, I will save them," Lin Caisang replied without raising her head.
"So, if it was a tree, would you save it?" the Second Prince asked impatiently.
At his words, Lin Caisang finally looked up, giving him a stern look.
"Where’s the tree? Tell me, if I can save it, I will, naturally. If it’s a fruit tree, it produces plenty of fruits every year for people to fill their stomachs. Even if it’s not a fruit tree, saving a tree means means the woodcutter can cut some branches and leaves every year, which can provide several meals for a farming family. Why wouldn’t I want to do that?"
He felt it was better to find someone else to chat with. Chatting with Lin Caisang was just asking for suffering.
Seeing him silent, Lin Caisang turned to the Elder Princess, who was standing by with a smile, watching the two of them. "Elder Princess, I haven’t thanked you yet for aiding Uncle Zeng and the others."
"Oh, that... it was a small matter."
The Elder Princess was initially stunned but shook her head after realizing what Lin Caisang was referring to.
Anyone who dared to harm her beloved daughter should be put in their place, no matter who they were. Especially since this person was the Empress Dowager’s maternal relative; she would settle both new and old scores together.