A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 292: Escape

Translator: LiamHW

Song Qinghan couldn’t help but sigh, “Where and when will they be executed?”

Even though it was totally out of their capacity to their those people, he still wanted to give it a try or at least brought a decent funeral to them instead of exposing their bodies in the wild field that nobody cares.

Wu Dahu paused in a great hesitation, and then he answered with reluctance, “They will be beheaded the day after tomorrow in the morning outside the city wall, they will be beheaded facing towards the direction where the barbarians stay and their heads will be hung high in the air so as to show the solemnity of the law and the apology to the barbarians.”

Song Qinghan was in great shock upon hearing that, he breathed faster as if he was panting there, “Is the Emperor really that cruel?”

Hualian and Yuan Wenxuan were still there while the duo was talking. And even though they did not intend to break in, they echoed, “Why did he make such a cruel decision? Even if they did something wrong, they are not the ones who should take the responsibility, and they shouldn’t be treated like that…”

As the two uttered so, Wu Dahu suddenly interruptted after glancing around, saying in a low voice, “The wrath of the Emperor causes myrid of death in the field, no one is ever able to guess his thoughts.”

Song Qinghan paused, and at this moment he was in a great mental agnoy as he thought that they were supposed to be executed as well in that team. He was indeed sorrow as well as angry as if the wrath suddenly surged inside him.

How increasingly unreasonable the Emperor was now! It was ridiculous enough that he had made such a brutal decision to marry Hening to the barbarian, why did he choose to kill his own people within the country only to pacify Mork? Why? Wasn’t it more logical to make a decision according to the current situation? Since Hening had chosen the Empire Mu, he who put in the Emperor’s shoes would definitely alter to ally with the Empire Mu instead of Mork.

The Emperor’s current decision, however, was with no difference to the action that hurted both the Qingmu people and Muhammad! Was that an unwise choice enough?

Wu Dahu sank into a long hesitation. And then he suddenly spoke, “I do have an idea in my mind, and probably we are able to save them all, but…”

Song Qinghan looked at him dubiously as he couldn’t understand why Wu Dahu would be so hesitant right now since he had been always an assertive man, “But what? There is greater merit in saving one life than in building a seven-tier pagoda. I won’t, in any case, stop you from doing so.”

Wu Dahu pursed his lips and then answered decisively, “I am considering exposing my track that I had joined the accompanying team, so that there will be a chance for me to inform the Emperor about the intention of Muhammad. And I can emphasize the benefit about allying with the Empire Mu and see if the Emperor will withdraw the decree or not.”

This scheme, however, was in little significance as well as risky enough, that was why Wu Dahu would be so hesitant. But at the moment he recalled that there were numerous comrade-in-arms about to accept their death by doing nothing, he believed he would be regretful if he did nothing.

Song Qinghan didn’t show his active response, nor did he say no in the beginning. But after a meticulous consideration in his mind analyzing the good and bad sides the scheme would bring, he answered as he noticed that Wu Dahu was in a great decisiveness, “Alright, just do it. And I will arrange for the backup stuff.”

In fact, the so-called ‘backup stuff’ was quite simple for Song Qinghan. He was planning to ESCAPE if their scheme failed. So the problem now would be whether they would succeed escaping or not.

Wu Dahu was indeed a resolute man in his nature. He left their residence after they had reached an agreement despite it was already at night, and seemingly he was going to negotiate with his trusted friend about the scheme. If there was nothing unexpected happened, Song Qinghan could get the news from Wu Dahu tomorrow morning.

The uneasy night passed finally as Song Qinghan just got an unsafe and light sleep. He commenced packing up everything as soon as he woke up, and asked Hualian to order two carriages here to stand by outside the yard.

After preparing everything, he set off to the nearby restaurant together with his every family member. For one reason, he intended to have breakfast, and for the other, he wanted to get some news about Wu Dahu from the folks.

Since the war ended, the Yueban City was again pulsating with life as more and more people came back and flocked into it, while every shop and restaurant seemed have regained their vitality. So when Song Qinghan reached the restaurant, people were already flocking there coming and leaving, and the restaurant itself was crammed with chirping folks.

The remaining unoccupied seats were all the ones left at the dark corner right now. But Song Qinghan did not care that much. He picked one randomly and sat down together with his family members. After ordering the food, he got his ears erupted and focused on the gossip he was able to catch.

The folks’ topics to chat about were always around the domestic political events and all sorts of gossips. It happened that lots of domestic events happened in a row recently, so their topics here were basically about them.

“Oh hey, have you ever heard about Empire Mu? It is said that they were so powerful to defeat the barbarians by a landslide. Well, no wonder why the barbarians would choose to propose a peace!”

“Oh really? Are they so potent? Then we should follow up a victory with hot pursuit! It was ridiculous to marry our Infanta Hening to their king, that’s a shame on us though.”

“Shh, don’t you know that Infanta Hening was captured by the people from Empire Mu on the halfway? I heard that the king of the Empire Mu wanted to ally with our Emperor to annihilate the barbarian. But the Emperor didn’t seem…”

By saying this, the man signalled to the other man he talked to with a hidden wink. Obviously he knew that it was risky for him to say something further about the event, which might bring him a felony.

Song Qinghan listened to their conversation carefully and thoughtfully, and got a better understanding on Wu Dahu’s ability to spread the story.

However, he was never able to know about the situation within the palace and, the response the Emperor might deliver after knowing the gossip among the folks. Would he, as the folks expected, realize his own mistake, or leave the mistake uncorrected and make the best of it and curbed the public opinion?

While he was still lost in his thoughts, a burst of cavalries‘ passing was heard.

At such a sensitive moment, any unusual action should be noticed, so he let Hualian and Yuan Wenxuan as well as Little Shitou stay and he alone went outward to check.

The cavalries appeared to have arrived overnight, with quite a bit of dew still hanging from their shoulders, and although the expressions on their faces were rather resolute, there were obvious exhaustion under their eyes.

Who dared to send troop to the Yueban City at this crucial moment?

After observing for a while, Song Qinghan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed out into the street, following the trajectory of the cavalries a few steps forward.

When he was sure that they were running in the direction of their home, Song Qinghan’s scalp tingled and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

With such an aggressive group, he knew that it would not be a something good for them to have them at their door.

After a short while of daze, Song Qinghan hurried to turn around and walked inside the restaurant again.

Hualian as well as those kids had already finished having their breakfast while waiting for Song Qinghan to come back. And at the moment when Hualian noticed that Song Qinghan came back with a face of anxiety, he asked subconsciously, “Mistress, what happened?”

Song Qinghan waved his hand wearily and answered in a low voice, “Come with me first. I’ll explain to you after we get on the carriage.”

Luckily they had been extra careful when they came out earlier and had brought out the carriage full of their packages with them, now they just had to get on the carriage and let the person from Empire Mu who had escorted them here earlier guide them away.

But… Where was Wu Dahu now?

Song Qinghan was worried, but he still had to fight to get everything arranged. Because without Wu Dahu, the responsibility to take care of the family fell to him.

In careful silence, they got themselves on the carriage. And the carriage marched to the city gate slowly.

Just as they were about to reach the city gate, Song Qinghan decided to get off the carriage alone and plunk up his courage to ask about Wu Dahu’s whereabouts.

However, at the moment he unveiled the curtain of the carriage, someone outside threw a rolled paper in.

He froze and subconsciously looked up, but the man left as if he was loitering after this action, without even showing his face to Song Qinghan.

There were not that many people knew about their carriage, so Song Qinghan picked up the paper ball suspiciously, laid it flat and took a look. He was shocked when he recognized the handwriting on the paper.