Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 646 Reselling

The morning mist is like a veil, lightly covering the winding river.

Suddenly, a loud baby cry pierced the tranquility of the early morning, startling a few egrets on the shore.

Yanqiu, who was waiting outside, asked hurriedly, "Is the baby born? Can I come in now? Is the wife okay?"

Aunt Zhang held the baby in her arms and put it into the hot water to wash. "Come in."

Yanqiu rushed in and rushed to Yu Lingwan's side. Seeing her master's pale face and wet hair sticking to her cheeks, she looked as if she had been pulled out of the water. She was extremely worried, "Doctor Song, is our wife okay?"

"It's okay," Song Ying wrung out the hot handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat from Yu Lingwan's forehead. "I'm just exhausted. A good night's sleep will be fine."

Song Ying found it unbelievable. After going through such a dangerous thing last night and being in such a simple environment with few medicines and supplies, Yu Lingwan still gave birth smoothly.

Perhaps because she was holding her breath and wanted to reunite with her husband as soon as possible, she had an amazing desire to survive. She bit the handkerchief and didn't make a sound, using all her strength.

Yanqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief and went to look at the newborn again, "Mammy, is it a young master or a young lady?"

Aunt Zhang finally smiled, "Yes, Miss."

"Hello, young lady," Yanqiu's voice was also tinged with joy, "Our mistress already has a young master, and now she has a young lady. We have both a son and a daughter, what a blessing."

Nanny Zhang swaddled the baby neatly, glanced back at Yu Lingwan, who had fallen asleep, and sighed deeply. "Yes, our Madam is so lucky! The Master will definitely return alive."

Thinking that they didn't know where the male host was at this time, the two of them felt even more depressed.

Song Ying put away the silver needles and other items, checked the baby's condition, told them to wake up Yu Lingwan after an hour and feed the child, and then went out.

"Have you seen the account book? What's written in it?" she asked anxiously as soon as she lifted the curtain.

Yuan Qing was stunned by her anxious look, so he asked first, "Is sister-in-law okay?"

"Mother and daughter are safe, come and take a look!"

Yuan Qing handed her the account book and said, "This account book was given to Brother Zhang by Magistrate Wang. It contains the accounts of General Fan Yongkang of the Grand Canal and Inspector Wan Shiheng..."

It turned out that after Wang Zhizhou took office in Linqing, he found out from some unusual clues that the Grand Canal Commander Fan Yongkang, the Inspector General Wan Shiheng, and two captains Tu Dachang and Shao Zhiqiang had falsely reported the quotas of grain transport soldiers to collect salaries, and resold firearms and grain transport ships.

Linqing, as an important transportation hub along the Grand Canal, relied heavily on grain transport. The grain transport officials in the garrison actually had great power, and Wang Zhizhou, the head of the state, was often constrained in his actions.

This matter also involved the highest commander of the grain transport system, General Fan Yongkang, so it became even more difficult for Magistrate Wang to act. He tried many ways but failed to successfully send the evidence out of Linqing.

Recently, he noticed that someone was monitoring him. He was worried that his secret investigation would be discovered by Fan Yongkang and others, and he was so worried that he lost his appetite.

At this time, their group arrived.

Hanlin poets have always been of noble character.

At that time, the former Prime Minister controlled the government and had great power. The officials of the six ministries bowed their heads, the Censorate was silent, and the censors were also intimidated by his power. No one dared to criticize him. Even among the officials in the court, no one dared to directly criticize his mistakes.

Who would have thought that those Hanlin scholars who usually only knew how to bury themselves in history and chant poems about the wind and the moon, would show their unyielding spirit at this moment, stand up, and resolutely write memorials, using ink as swords and writing as blades to directly point out the faults of the powerful minister!

Therefore, Magistrate Wang trusted Zhang Renzhi very much.

In the name of currying favor with them, he invited them to live in his mansion, and took the opportunity to explain the matter to Zhang Renzhi, asking him to take the evidence out of Linqing and report it to the court.

Unexpectedly, they were still late.

Fan Yongkang and others had already determined that Wang Zhizhou had evidence of their crimes. After killing Wang Zhizhou and failing to find the account books, they suspected Zhang Renzhi of being the culprit.

This group of people were really cruel. They would kill people based on just a suspicion, even their own fellow soldiers in the canal.

Song Ying was flipping through the account book, and some parts of it had been annotated by Magistrate Wang in red pen. For example, the actual number of grain transport soldiers was 1200, but the registered number was 3000.

More than half! Absolutely outrageous!

What is even more shocking is that Magistrate Wang once intercepted a secret letter and found out that there were twenty blunderbusses hidden on Tu Dachang's grain ship. These were the most sophisticated firearms in Daqian and were extremely powerful.

If these guns and cannons were to get out of the way, whether they fell into the hands of mountain bandits or coastal pirates, it would cause disaster.

It can even be called treason!

The more Song Ying watched, the more frightened he became. No wonder these people were so cruel.

She had mixed feelings.

On the one hand, she felt that they had suffered an unprovoked disaster, as they were just returning home but were involved in such a dangerous situation; but on the other hand, she admired Zhang Renzhi, Wang Zhizhou and others very much.

Knowing how dangerous this was, the two men did not hesitate at all. They were officials who truly cared about the people.

Song Ying closed the account book and returned it to Yuan Qing. She let out a long breath and calmed the surging emotions in her heart.

A noisy voice came from the front. Yuan Qing didn't care about his emotions. He stuffed the account book into his arms, rowed the boat to the shore, and hid in the river bay next to him.

Song Ying looked at the busy dock in the distance and murmured, "Dongchangfu Dock?"

She was startled and hurried to help row the boat. There were many soldiers and spies on the Grand Canal. If they just went to the Dongchangfu Wharf, they would probably be discovered by the soldiers as soon as they showed their heads.

"Don't touch the oars, you don't know how to row, don't move the oars!" Yuan Qing hurriedly stopped him. Rowing is a technical job. When he first started rowing last night, he turned around in circles for a long time.

The situation is critical right now. If a novice comes in to handle it, it will be bad if the boat sails directly towards the dock.

Song Ying had no choice but to stop and look at the dock, feeling very worried: "Can the ship only go through the lock? If we go through the lock, we will definitely be discovered."

Yuan Qing rowed the boat to the shore and raised his hand to grab the vines on the tree by the river. "Let's discuss it first. We will have a long time to escape. We have three options:

First, abandon the boat and take someone else's boat to pass through the locks and get through; second, abandon the boat and take the land route instead; third, stay on this boat and ask someone to find other small river channels and avoid going through the locks.

"Third," Song Ying said without hesitation, "I think the third option is better."

If they were on someone else's boat, there would be many people around and their whereabouts could be leaked intentionally or unintentionally. Even if they noticed it in advance, it would be much more difficult to save themselves.

As for the second point, Dongchang Prefecture was too close to the scene of the accident. Yu Lingwan had just given birth, and she was a noble lady who had not been raised in seclusion since childhood. She could not be allowed to escape on her own two feet. She had to hire a car no matter what.

At this time, the carriage and horse companies in the city were probably under the close surveillance of the grain transport soldiers, and if they went there, they would probably be walking into a trap.