Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 690 - 541: Every Bowl Poured Out is Silver_2

Chapter 690: Chapter 541: Every Bowl Poured Out is Silver_2

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Shang Ruyi heard this, frowned slightly, and turned to look at Shen Wuzheng.

Shen Wuzheng shook his head and said, "No need."

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"We have already made arrangements; at this moment we shouldn’t disrupt our plans."

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"The opponent might be someone with foreknowledge — we don’t know as much as they do, so we must think more, and deeper, than this person; otherwise, it won’t be easy to catch them."

Hearing the words "and deeper," Shang Ruyi took a deep breath.

She nodded gently, "I understand."

Then she turned to Wo Xue and said, "You should go back and assist Su Yizheng. Do not tell anyone about what just happened."

Wo Xue immediately nodded, "I understand, my lady."

After speaking, Wo Xue turned and walked away. Shang Ruyi stood there, watching her slender figure blend into the crowd before turning to look at the distant Yanzuo Square, shrouded in smoke and appearing unfathomable, deepening her gaze even further.

In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed.

On the quiet and spacious Vermilion Bird Street, a group of riders suddenly appeared, their hooves shattering the city’s tranquility, echoing all the way to the city gates.

Moments later, the city gates slowly opened with a prolonged, muffled screech.

The group of riders immediately galloped out of the city, and as the sound of hooves faded into the distance, the rising dust was swept by the wind back into the city, soon dispersing the dense medicinal fog surrounding Yanzuo Square.

Pei Xingyuan stood in the center of Vermilion Bird Street, watching the distant city gates close once more. However, his gaze seemed to follow the now-invisible riders as they galloped to an unseen destination, until not a trace of hoofprints was left in the wind. Only then did he slowly turn his head.

In front was Yanzuo Square.

Like Changle Square, it was tightly surrounded, with soldiers directly dispatched by the Ministry of War guarding it. As Pei Xingyuan and his two servants approached, several soldiers at the entrance immediately blocked him. As Xing Yuan approached, the soldiers at the entrance immediately stopped him.

"Mr. Pei, please stop."

Pei Xingyuan obediently halted right away.

He stopped but did not leave, instead smiling and saying, "Thank you all for your hard work."

The soldiers naturally knew the identity of Second Young Master Pei but did not engage in much chit-chat with him, only saying with stoic expressions, "The Duke has ordered that the citizens within the city cannot freely move between the market places. Although Mr. Pei has the Great General’s order, it is only valid in the West City; as for here—"

"I know," Pei Xingyuan still smiled, "this is the East City, the territory of the elder young master, right?"

He said this but still did not leave, stretching his neck to look inside, saying, "I just came to see how things are going here. Have you already healed anyone?"

The soldiers exchanged glances, all unable to help but frown.

Nowadays, everyone in the city knew that the East and West Cities were secretly competing to be the first to eradicate the epidemic and cure the patients. It was also widely known that Pei Xingyuan was selling medicine at high prices in the West City, which was obviously siding with Yu Wenye. Yet, he now ventured here to scout, a somewhat frivolous and dismissive act.

Thus, one soldier said, "Mr. Pei, this matter is of no concern to your West City people, right?"

Pei Xingyuan blinked and smiled, "What East City or West City, aren’t we all citizens of the Da Ye Dynasty? How can you say there’s no connection? I’m just—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, his eyes brightened as he looked ahead.

The soldier heard footsteps behind him and turned around, only to see several figures of varying heights walking out from within the square through the gradually dispersing smoke blown by the wind.

These were the same people Wo Xue had seen earlier, the ones administering medicine within Yanzuo Square.

Leading the group was a man in his thirties, short and dark-skinned, lean as a monkey. Though he looked inconspicuous in the crowd, he occupied the center position, clearly the leader. As he walked, he turned his face to give instructions to the people behind him—

"You all go back and continue brewing the medicine, don’t stop."

Walking beside him was another middle-aged man in his forties, slightly taller than the leader, with sallow skin. Upon hearing the instructions, he immediately said, "Daji, we have over a hundred extra doses today. If we brew more, should we reduce the amount?"

A young man, also in his twenties and with a simple appearance, added, "Yes, it’s a pity to waste all the extra doses."

Jin Daji thought for a moment after hearing their words.

Just as he was about to say something, he looked up and saw Pei Xingyuan and his companions standing at the entrance. His small, black, bean-like eyes flickered, and he immediately said, "Even though there’s more medicine today, there must still be patients in the city who haven’t been found. Tomorrow’s prepared decoctions should still be increased."

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"Remember: better to waste some than let anyone go without. Understood?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Hearing this, the people behind Pei Xingyuan frowned.

It’s known that in the West City, due to the scarcity of medicinal herbs, they not only had to carefully calculate quantities but also find all sorts of alternative herbs with similar effects to supplement their supply. It’s frustrating to see that in the East City, they have excess decoctions to waste.

However, Pei Xingyuan didn’t seem affected. Instead, with a hint of envy, he turned to his people and said, "Look, in our side of the city, we have to beg and plead to get even one dose of medicine for a tael of silver, while over there, they have extra to throw away. Truly, life treats people differently."

Jin Daji, hearing this, said nothing, just turned with his group and walked down another narrow path.

Pei Xingyuan did not stop them, nor did he converse further, only turning with his companions and heading towards Changle Square, sighing along the way, "Every bowl tossed out is silver!"

Just as they rounded the corner, Jin Daji suddenly glanced back.

In those small, black bean-like eyes, a greedy glint flashed.