Raiders of the favorite concubine of Qing Dynasty

Chapter 383

We took advantage of the night to go down to the Guanyin Temple, and stayed in the hotel room that Wushang had already arranged.

After evading the strictest search, I also passed the most difficult period of pregnancy.Even though during these days, Yanran and Shui Ling gave me the best food, but there are still very few people who eat it.

It's been more than three months, and finally the most disturbing part has passed.

The people pretending to be us have exposed their whereabouts intentionally or unintentionally, and the main force of the search is gradually concentrated to the north.

Taking advantage of the relaxation of guards in the capital, we left the city and headed straight to Jiangnan.Because of my health, I stopped and went all the way, like traveling, like sightseeing, and the time was very long.

When we arrived in Jiangnan, it was already midsummer.

My stomach has also been exposed, and I have also experienced the pain of pregnant women who are afraid of heat. After walking a few steps, I am covered in sweat.

We bought a house in the south of the Yangtze River. Due to frequent floods, relocations are frequent here, and strangers have long been commonplace.When we arrived, it was the time when the floods were at their worst. It was raining day by day, and the relief officers and soldiers built sandbags at the embankment. The low-lying people had already moved to the top.

Yanran is from the south of the Yangtze River. Although it is far away from her hometown, she is the one among us who is most familiar with the waters and soils of the south of the Yangtze River.

She took advantage of the cheapness to buy land near the mountain and took in a few people who were displaced by the flood and had nowhere to go.When I came here, I took the cash and sellable jewelry from Jingren Palace, and exchanged them for banknotes and broken silver in the capital, which is considered rich.

Wushang and Shui Ling enjoyed the family affection they had been looking forward to day and night, but Wushang was still a bit out of tune with us, and usually lived in the garden he set up by himself.

After all, as soon as he and Qin Yu met, we could smell the sword, light and sword.However, they are just two sharp weapons in Vanity Fair, and they do things according to orders, and there is no real hatred between them.

It's just that occasionally there will be gestures in the name of who will be the baby's martial arts master, and the gestures will be endless, and no one will admit defeat.

When my belly was as big as a ball, the Banshan Manor was almost built, and Yan Ran had set aside a few plots of land to grow crops, vegetables and fruits, at least those unscrupulous merchants would not let those unscrupulous merchants sit on the ground and raise prices during the flood.

Just after January, under the warm winter sun in the south of the Yangtze River, the little guy in his stomach couldn't bear it anymore, and came out a few days earlier.

"Xi'er, she's a beautiful little girl." Yanran scrubbed the baby clean and put it beside me.

Thanks to Yan Ran's care, my body was well controlled, I exercised a lot on weekdays, and the delivery went smoothly. Compared with the dangerous scene of giving birth in the palace, I can be considered very relaxed.

"Xi'er, have you decided on the name of the child?" Shui Ling wiped the sweat from my forehead while teasing the little guy.

"I've thought about so many things before, and none of you are satisfied. I don't have the energy to think about it now!" I said angrily, touching the baby's small face.

After the initial cry, the baby fell asleep soundly, her little hands were clenched tightly, and she occasionally arched towards me as if consciously.

"How can our baby be named cat or dog? If you can't think of it, I'll go to the street and ask a few gentlemen to name it. You can choose one." Shui Ling looked at the baby with disgust on her face. , touched the baby's hair and said with distressed expression: "Baby, your mother almost gave you and Uncle Wang's dog in the backstreet a name, don't blame your mother, but you have to be a warning, who said that women To be ignorant is to be virtuous, and it is difficult to even come up with a decent name! When you grow up, you will definitely hire the best teacher, we are proficient in all kinds of poems and songs!"

Originally, I thought of a name Xile. Ping An Xile entrusted my mother with such a beautiful wish, and it is suitable for all women, but it turned out that Uncle Wang’s dog in the back street was called this name. This dog is too fashionable. up?
Then this crop was remembered, hey, it's all the backstreet king's fault!

Later, I insisted on naming the child, Lin Jiujiu, Jiujiu Chongyang, hoping for reunion, maybe I was a little bit careful.

When Jiujiu was half a year old, we moved to the villa, Yanran and Qin Yu also took time to get married, very happy.

Wushang also moved to Zhuangzi in order to guard a large number of suitors of Shui Ling. As his younger sister whom he loves so much, her marriage may be far away.

Lu Yao in the south of the Yangtze River does not mean that the news is blocked. How the Dong E family favors the harem and ranks as the imperial concubine, no matter how secretive the people in this village are, it will eventually reach my ears.

Dong E's family, the imperial concubine, should be so.

It's just that Jiujiu grew up day by day, and his features became clearer day by day. Both in appearance and expression, he was very similar to her Amma, and some deliberately buried memories became clearer and clearer with her appearance.

Jiujiu is very smart, much smarter than children of the same age. Before she was one year old, she could already speak some simple words.

"Mother, eat!"

"Auntie, give me a hug!"

"Good looking uncle, little wooden horse!"

"Auntie, sister!"

She has a baby voice and always makes everyone smile.She was very much loved in this big family.Even the unsmiling Qin Yu would try his best to play ugly and stupid in order to make her smile.As for Wushang, from being out of place and slightly gloomy, he has become a baby-protecting madman, spoiled by strength.As long as Jiujiuyi shrugs her lips, she will play with her.

When he was one and a half years old, Jiujiu already talked like a little adult and walked with style.

Only sometimes, Jiujiu would ask me: "Mother, other families have fathers, but my family has uncles and good-looking uncles, why is there no father?"

I was stunned for a moment, and forced a smile: "Did Jiujiu ask them, did they take a good look at Uncle and Uncle?"

Jiujiu thought for a moment, nodded, then shook his head again: "Ask them, they can't speak well!"

"Well, we are the smartest in Jiujiu!" I felt a little bitter in my heart. He should be happy when I heard that Mrs. Dong E was born.

When Jiujiu was one year old and nine months old, floods broke out and the flood embankment was destroyed. The tragedy was unprecedented. It was said that this was the worst in more than ten years.

Yan Ran and Qin Yu set up a free clinic at the foot of the mountain, giving medicine to save people.Shui Ling kept some rations in the village, and every day ordered the kitchen to cook porridge in batches and send it down the mountain.

We do our best, but in the face of disasters, we seem small, a drop in the bucket, far from enough.

"The disaster relief bank should have been allocated earlier, and the order from the higher-ups to open warehouses and release grain must have been delivered quickly. Even today, the people are still precarious and displaced. Is the magistrate of Zheng County deaf or blind?" I was so angry that I couldn't wait. Going to the yamen to make trouble, why, now people speak lightly, and if I go to the government, isn't it self-inflicted?

"The silver taels have come down, but it has come down layer by layer. If one tael falls on the people, it's not bad. The order to open warehouses to release grain has also been issued long ago, but the magistrate of Zheng County gritted his teeth and said that there is no grain in the warehouses! This hateful dog official! What kind of official is the parents of the people, the people only know to seek personal gain there when they are in crisis!" Shui Ling was also angry!
"How about, let's visit the yamen at night. I don't believe that they don't have any surplus grain in the warehouse. Then they will all be distributed at the gate of the city. Let's see if they dare to say that they have lost grain!" I suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"This... is not impossible." The four pondered carefully and nodded!
Now there are not many people in the yamen, the disaster has suffered heavy losses, and there are many mobs. In addition to maintaining law and order, they also have to suppress the mobs. Most of the yamen servants are outside, and the yamen guards are currently weak.

Moreover, Qin Yu and Wushang's kung fu was like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife, and just in case they used some perspiration medicine, but it was a bit laborious to move the food, and it was inevitable that they would need the staff in the village.

"In our village, you choose a few people who are trustworthy, and no one will push the cart to transport the grain out." Thinking to ensure that there will be leaks by then, I glanced at Shui Ling and said, "How many people will you make in time?" A piece of servant clothes from Wang Fudong’s family, dressed as a servant of Wang Fudong’s family on the day of transporting food, when retreating, he must go to their house, even if something goes wrong, the shit pot will have to be put on his head!”

Wang Fudong, a well-known local rice merchant, hoards goods and puts people's lives at risk. He usually relies on his wealth to run rampant, prostitutes, full of crimes, and all kinds of crimes are beyond description!
"Xi'er's idea is good. If there are no mistakes, we will keep some on purpose. Although this Wang Fudong and Zheng County magistrate are working together, it is not very pleasant to hear the trouble recently." Shui Ling agreed.

"Zhengzhi County refuses to open a warehouse to release grain, but after all, there are people from above, and this facade has to be displayed. I have found a few rice merchants to ask for rice, but grain is worth more than gold these days. Who will hand it over obediently? It was said that the magistrate of Zheng County was holding Wang Fudong, so Wang Fudong had no choice but to hand over some rice. The time and place are favorable, and he shouldn’t be taken advantage of, and God can’t see it!” The more I talked, the more I felt that the plan was perfect.

A few days later, the task was successfully completed, and the food was placed in the place where the victims gathered, and it was immediately robbed without a single grain of rice. Unfortunately, although the public granary had surplus food, it could not last for a few days.Years of floods and poor food harvests, the bigger reason may be that the yamen people stole their own food and enriched their own granaries!

(End of this chapter)