When the road construction in An County was finally completed, Shen Ruoheng requested the Emperor’s permission to retire to his hometown. Having served as an official for many years, he naturally knew many advisors and government clerks. The information he gathered from them was surely accurate.
Shen Ruoheng lived in the courtyard next to Yun Wan’s. About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they hurried back to their own home. Yun Wan lost no time in ordering her two maids to pack their bags, instructing them to bring plenty of gold, jewelry, and silver notes. As for food and dry rations, they only needed to bring a few sets of clothes to change into; anything else required for daily life could be purchased upon arriving in Yecheng—it wouldn't be too late to buy them then.
The commotion in the room woke Zhuo'er, who had been lying on the bed in a daze. Upon hearing they were moving, the little fellow rubbed his sleepy eyes. With his small arms and legs, he scurried about, frantically stuffing dozens of wooden swords into a wooden chest. Biyao, the maid standing by, saw this and tried to console him:
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