The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 437: In Trouble with the Top-Notch (7)_1

Chapter 437: Chapter 437: In Trouble with the Top-Notch (7)_1

Everyone looked up and noticed a row of horse-drawn carts carrying boards were coming their way.

"Excuse us, folks, we just got some new furniture for the residence and need to get them inside," a manager said loudly. After that, he went to the back of the cart and spoke to two men, "Young Master He, Third Young Master He, sorry for the inconvenience, we took up a bit of your time."

"It’s not a problem." A warm voice said, silencing the argument of those around.

"Big brother, doesn’t that voice sound like that bastard He Dingyi?" A dark-skinned young girl asked, looking puzzled.

"Really?" The man who was about to beat Ma Zhicai hesitantly replied.

"I heard that manager-like person calling him Young Master He. Since when did that scoundrel He Dingyi become a young master? Mark my words, it would be a miracle if they even survived after leaving our family," An old woman in a shabby indigo dress scornfully dismissed the young girl’s suggestion.

"But the voice sounds just like his, and he also has the surname He." The dark-skinned young girl insisted.

"Little sister, you must have misheard. There are many people in the world with the same surname as ours. Besides, think about it, they were kicked out into the cold. They should consider themselves lucky if they survived, let alone prosper. It’s completely impossible." Another man scoffed at her.

The young girl watched the cart move away, her face full of confusion.

Ma Zhicai listened to their conversation and sneered inwardly. What a small world, even randomly stepping out of the door could bring him face to face with relatives of the Lin Family. These people did not look like good folk. They probably didn’t even know that the Lin Family was now well-off, did they?

"I know that person," he said coldly.

"You do? Is his name He Dingyi?" A man asked anxiously.

"Why should I tell you?" Ma Zhicai put on airs and looked up towards the sky.

"Beat him up."

"Second brother, stop it!" A man held the impulsive man back.

Ma Zhicai looked at the three men who looked very alike, feeling anger bubbling up inside him. Their complexions were as dark as the bottom of a pot, and they looked so identical that he couldn’t tell who was who.

"Young gentlemen, we admit it was our fault just now. Please accept our apologies," the younger man said, full of laughter, apologizing with a bow, "My name is He Zhen, it’s said those who don’t fight don’t come to know each other, I hope you won’t mind."

"Third brother, why are you wasting your time with this brat?" The man they called Second Brother asked unhappily.

"Second Brother, we should apologize, it was indeed our fault." By now, the oldest of the men had also changed his attitude.

"I am from Shili Village. The person just now is indeed He Dingyi. He is a cousin of the Lin Family. Now, he is very prestigious. The Lin Family has been in favor with the Prince and all their workshops are flourishing. He Dingyi is quite powerful now as the Lin Family has helped him establish a furniture workshop, which is why people call him Young Master. If you ask anybody out there, you’ll find out that the He family probably earns several thousand silver in revenue from the furniture alone each year." Ma Zhicai said this with joyous malice in his heart while observing the look of greed on their faces.

"The Lin Family is really well-off now?" The young girl asked in surprise.

"Of course. Forgetting about the far-off places, just within Feng City, the roast duck shop, furniture shop, and the vegetarian feast outside the Ding’an Temple are all owned by the Lin Family. I guess with the silver you have, you probably cannot afford even a single roast duck." Finished speaking, Ma Zhicai flicked his sleeves and left.

"Damn kid." Second Brother was so furious he wanted to beat Ma Zhicai, but he was held back by Third Brother.

"Why are you stopping me? Didn’t you see that brat looking down on us?" Second Brother’s anger exploded.

"Are you stupid?" The oldest brother glanced at him. "If that brat was telling the truth, do you still have the mood to find that pretty boy?"

"Brother, do you think what he said is true?" The young girl’s eyes gleamed.

"Whether it’s true or not, we should take our parents to Shili Village for a visit." Third Brother said with a sinister smile.

"Right, if it’s true, we should also get a share." An enchanting-looking woman said gleefully.

Ma Zhicai had guessed right, these people were indeed the Lin Family’s relatives. At the moment, they were plotting how to get benefits from the Lin Family.

Lin Ziyin had not expected Chu Suifeng to shamelessly move into the Lin residence again, under the pretext of discussing how to break the war formation.

"When the bulls start running frenziedly, it’s impossible to control them. If our men charge against the bulls, it’s bound to result in major casualties. Do you have any methods to overcome this?" Chu Suifeng had actually brought a map of the border city.

Even though the markings on the map were just rough estimates, Lin Ziyin began to study it closely. The issue Chu Suifeng raised was indeed a major one. In history, breaking the Fire Bull Formation had always resulted in significant loss of life.

When two armies are facing each other, they couldn’t possibly start digging tunnels or ditches.

"Your Highness, it would be best to start training the cavalry to adapt to the Fire Bull as quickly as possible," Lin Ziyin said with a bitter smile. She felt somewhat powerless. After all, she was not a professional strategist.

"Use ballista to attack first, then obstruct them with rolling logs." There were many pine trees on the Beidi Mountain. Lin Ziyin came up with a way to counter the rampaging Fire Bulls. "The crossbowmen could cooperate with the long spear team to specifically attack the legs of the bulls."

Thinking about the feasibility, her eyes lit up, "As long as we knock down the first wave of Fire Bulls, we are almost certain to win the war."

Chu Suifeng listened, his lips slightly curling up into a smile.