Besides having Jiang Wenyue carry the message, Sun Mingke sent someone else to inform Wang Chong as well. This was another rule Wang Chong had established: military dispatches had to be sent through multiple channels to guard against mishaps along the way. In fact, important intelligence in ancient times had also been handled this way.
Jiang Wenyue first requisitioned a horse, a spear, and a carriage. He invited Jade Slave into the carriage, then rode alongside to protect her.
Though he was only a youth, he had been fighting ever since he was sold to Wang Chong from among the Turks, and the experience had tempered his courage considerably. Even escorting an important person alone on the road held no fear for him.
Jade Slave climbed into the carriage, clicking her tongue in admiration. All the carriages under the Prince of Yan's rule had been designed by Wang Chong. This was merely an ordinary four-wheeled freight carriage, with no luxurious decorations, but it was exceptionally spacious and stocked with everything the two of them would need along the way: fresh water, dried meat, and dried vegetables. She thought to herself, A carriage like this would be tremendously convenient for a long journey. They say His Highness the Prince of Yan is overbearing and domineering, but also that his imagination gallops like a heavenly steed, producing many innovations. It seems those stories are probably true.
Now and then, she lifted the curtain and saw Jiang Wenyue sitting steadily in the saddle while his True Qi circulated naturally. He was clearly cultivating. She could not help admiring him all the more, thinking, Even a common soldier under Wen Zhengchun works this diligently. Who knows how many talented people he has under his command? They must fill his halls. With a preconceived notion