At first light, the clatter of wheels roused the city.
The carriage assigned to buy provisions left through the Jiang Family's back gate in the morning glow.
These days, the Jiang Mansion had a steward, coachmen, cooks, maids, and more than twenty people all told. Feeding people and horses cost money at every turn.
They bought vegetables by the basket every day.
Alkaid Ward had a market of its own, but perhaps because its residents were all rich or noble, its prices were much higher than elsewhere.
Steward Xie, who kept a close eye on every coin, naturally refused to let the household take that loss.
The Jiang Mansion had carriages of its own, and Huyang Ward was only a little farther away. It boasted Linzi's largest market, where the vegetables were fresh and cheap, and the fish especially plump and delicious...
In short, that was where they went to shop each day.
But just after the carriage entered Huyang Ward, someone climbed down from it.
Marquis Jiang had glued a few whiskers to his face, and his Ruyi Immortal Robe had taken the form of a set of martial garb. He blended calmly into the crowd.
He might have said that Chongxuan Sheng had nothing to do with it, but he still needed Chongxuan Sheng to cover for him.
So Young Master Sheng was already practicing in the courtyard first thing in the morning, while keeping the household servants running in circles, asking one for this and another for that.
No one could say how many pairs of eyes were watching the Jiang Mansion now.
Some had spotted him; others had not.
Young Master Sheng grumbled that a certain someone was an idiot with a stubborn temper, but he still made sure not a single task was