Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 1432: Granary

Chapter 1432: Chapter 1432: Granary

Yesterday, my son came back with an exceptionally pale face, which almost frightened me enough to call a doctor. After knowing the reason, I was speechless—it was just about eating over thirty taels, right? My son has saved up much more Silver!

Liu Yuanbo, "Hmm."

He deeply regretted his earlier action of offering assistance, but it was too late for regrets now.

When he saw more than just his uncle, Liu Yuanbo looked up at the sky. It was not just his uncle; his younger uncles from the Zhou family were also there; the Zhou family had many younger uncles.

The Zhou family; at last, Ling’Er has arrived at the capital. Zhulan, holding her young grandson said, "This child has suffered greatly along the way, look how thin he has become."

Ever since they received the letter, they had been waiting. Then, the floods happened. Zhulan, uneasy, sent someone to fetch Ling’Er. Shortly after, a letter arrived back in the capital ensuring Ling’Er’s safety, which finally set her mind at ease.

Fortunately, Lady Dong sent the child away early; hence, he did not encounter the flooding disaster. Their late arrival to the capital was simply due to the child’s young age.

Ming Ling did not feel he had gotten thinner, "Grandmother, I have been eating well every day."

Zhulan, "Ming Ling is really well-behaved."

Yu Yi also felt pity for her brother; these past days, Yu Jiao hasn’t been mischievous, and both sisters were deeply concerned about their brother.

Lady Li couldn’t stand seeing the child being so thin; a child should be plump and sturdy to be healthy, "I will nourish Ming Ling well, and ensure he’s plump and healthy before the fall arrives."

Zhao’s family laughed, "Then the third sister will surely appreciate her sister-in-law."

She and the third sister corresponded frequently; their sons were about the same age, and the third sister always mentioned that despite Ming Ling eating a lot, he never got fat.

Lady Li, "Mother, if you are reassured, let Ming Ling stay in the main house for some days. I can promise you a chubby grandson."

Zhulan, looking down at Ming Ling, said, "He will stay in the main court for now, let Ming Ling become familiar with home first."

Ming Ling was a child, and he was very young the last time he returned. Now everything is unfamiliar to him, and it will take some days for him to get used to the house.

Lady Li, "Mother, your considerations are always thoughtful."

Zhulan addressed Ming Ling, "You also have a few brothers in the Academy who will come meet you after their studies. Let your sisters acquaint you with the house for a while."

Ming Ling nodded, "Hmm."

Zhulan smiled. The child, thin and small, was adapting rather quickly.

Yu Yi took her brother out for a stroll. The little guy was curious about everything, and Yu Yi felt a soft warmth in her heart hearing her brother’s inquiries.

Zhulan waited for the daughters-in-law to leave, then wrote back to Lady Dong. After writing the letter, she sighed, not knowing how Qiizhou Province was, as there had recently been no news from there.

Qiizhou Province, Lady Dong seeing her husband’s frown tighten, "Aren’t there enough medicinal materials? Why are you still worried?"

Chang Lian rubbed his leg, "The flood was so sudden many animals couldn’t escape and died in the waters. Recently, soldiers have continuously been retrieving bodies, which is exhausting, and now there’s an urgent need for labor, but the government office lacks manpower."

"Why not use the refugees for manpower?"

Chang Lian, "Some refugees have fallen ill. The Magistrate fears that retrieving animal corpses might infect the refugees further, so he refrained from using them."

The flooding signifies pestilence, and the townsfolk are too fearful to assist, truly worrisome.

Lady Dong comforted her husband, pressing on his forehead, "The ship will straighten itself when it gets to the bridge; a solution will be found."

Chang Lian nodded, "Hmm."

Lady Dong added, "Counting the days, our son should have arrived at the capital."

Talking about her son, she felt fortunate that she had sent him away decisively; otherwise, with continuous flooding in various places, had her son been delayed in a flooded area, she would’ve lost her mind.

Chang Lian’s face relaxed somewhat, "He should have arrived."

At this moment, a Government Official from the Government Office entered, "Sir, the Magistrate urgently needs to see you."

Chang Lian stood up, addressing his wife, "I will head to the government office first, do not worry while at home."

Lady Dong said, "You should also take care of your legs."

Chang Lian indicated he understood, only to realize what had happened when he reached the Magistrate’s presence, he incredulously exclaimed, "The grain storage has been burned?"

He wondered why he saw thick smoke billowing in the sky; it turned out to be from the grain storage.

The Magistrate pressed his temples, "Someone deliberately set the grain storage on fire."

Chang Lian cursed under his breath, "Damn it, who has such audacity? Moreover, isn’t the grain storage always heavily guarded?"

The refugees in Prefecture City relied entirely on the grain storage, now with it burned, what would happen to their food supply?

The Magistrate’s face was stern, "We have already sent people to seize back the food. I wasn’t there to oversee, now no matter how much grain we retrieve, the news of the burned grain storage will definitely spread throughout Prefecture City tomorrow. We need to think about how to suppress the refugees’ panic."

Chang Lian found it very troublesome, "Now, we need to summon the city guards to prevent chaos from injuring people tomorrow."

The Magistrate said, "I have already sent someone to find General Lau."

In the mountain village, Xue Han woke up at night. She felt pain in her abdomen which reassured her that the child was still there, and she couldn’t help but tear up.

Turning her head, Xue Han saw Rongchuan beside her, and tears fell uncontrollably; their family of three was safe, no one was missing.

Hearing the noise in the room, the guardswoman rushed in, "Princess Consort, you’ve awakened."

Xue Han’s voice was hoarse, "Yes, how is Prince Qin’s injury?"

The guardswoman checked his pulse while replying, "His Highness’s condition has stabilized, but he needs a few days of recovery before we can continue on the road."

Xue Han caressed her belly, feeling spasms, "How’s the child?"

The guardswoman said, "The child is safe, but the Princess Consort needs to rest a few days before getting up."

Xue Han felt hungry, her mind flashed with the thought of blood and her stomach churned involuntarily, but for the sake of the child, she forced herself to consume some soup and take her medicine. Soon after, her eyelids began to fight each other.

The leader of the guards worried; the journey back to the capital wouldn’t be easy. With Prince Qin alive, the assassination attempts wouldn’t cease, and neither Prince Qin nor Princess Qin could handle strenuous travel. Looking at the small mountain village, this was no place to stay for long.

The news of Rongchuan being grievously injured by an assassination, through special channels, reached the capital at the fastest speed. Rongchuan had already left the small mountain village.

The Emperor looked at the message in his hand, "Damn it."

Rongchuan had gone to the southernmost part, and it took some days to return to the capital, it was still very far from the capital, the messages were too slow coming to the capital.

The Emperor clenched the message, these people were good, he remembered each and every one of them, and would exterminate them sooner or later.

The Crown Prince, knowing his uncle was unharmed, felt relieved, hesitantly said, "Grandfather is still waiting for the uncle’s news."

Recently, the empress dowager had fallen ill due to worry about her nephew.

The Emperor wanted to keep the news concealed, but dared not, one shouldn’t think that just because his father didn’t intervene in everything, he wouldn’t handle him. If he dared to hide the news, his father would surely handle him.

The Emperor passed the message to the Crown Prince, "Apart from your uncle, you’re also your grandfather’s favorite, you take it there!"

The Crown Prince, "!!"

Truly his real father, too afraid to deliver the news himself, making him face the furious grandfather!

"I need to think about how to securely bring your uncle back to the capital, you go."

The Crown Prince, "...not, father, your son thinks."

"Hm?"

"Nothing, your son will deliver the message right away."

The Emperor was satisfied, "Spend more time with your grandfather recently."

The Crown Prince, "..."