The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 211: The Army Steals Food
Old Hua would not take the place of the main figure. Although he had a past relationship with Old Master Song, to be precise, the Seven Slave Saints were the backbone of the Fine Factory and they were Song Qingwan's direct subordinates.

Song Qingwan was able to use the people she had conquered herself easily.

The most important thing is that Song Qingwan has a broad vision and correct ideas. She usually listens to other people's opinions, but she has her own judgment on whether to adopt them or not.

Song Qingwan has always been as friendly and easy-going as the sun, but she has an innate kingly bearing. Her eyes reveal determination and confidence, as if everything is under her control and nothing can stop her from moving forward.

This kind of demeanor does not come from power or wealth, but from the strong power deep in the heart and absolute confidence in one's own abilities.

Mr. Hua considers himself knowledgeable, but sometimes he is not as courageous and sharp as Song Qingwan. However, he has to analyze the situation again. What if Song Qingwan missed something?
Or too emotional? Infatuation has always been a taboo for the Song family. Now that Song Qingwan is pregnant with that man's child, no one can say for sure whether some of Song Qingwan's ideas will change.

Elder Hua said seriously, "The prince is the emperor. He does not represent himself in many cases. Once the grain is made public, many forces will divide it up.

Besides, the eldest princess is not dead yet. If she tells Prince Ping and others about the stored grain, they will use this grain to deal with the crown prince, and we will be in a passive position then.

Therefore, I think we should not tell anyone about this batch of stored grain, but should secretly transport the grain away as soon as possible without anyone noticing. "

Situ Boliang stroked his beard, agreeing with what Hua Lao said, and then said, "That's right, this year is destined to be unpeaceful. The plague in Merlin and the collapse of the imperial mausoleum are all the result of manipulation by many big hands. Their purpose is nothing more than to disrupt the Yuan Dynasty so that they can have a pretext for rebellion.

In addition, there is a severe snowstorm in the north of our country, and the disaster in the even colder Luo Kingdom is likely to get out of control. Otherwise, the prince of Luo Kingdom would not have deliberately disappeared and then made a scene of thief crying "stop thief".

The Luo State simply wanted to obtain free compensation or food and cloth from the Yuan Dynasty, or to use this as an excuse to invade the Yuan Dynasty's border and plunder.

Later, the State of Luo colluded with internal forces of the Yuan Dynasty, but the plan was discovered by the girl. This time, when the prince of Luo came to Beijing, not only did he fail to purchase supplies from the Yuan Dynasty to deal with the snow disaster, he was also forcibly sent back to his country by the crown prince. It can be said that he lost both the wife and the army.

The final war between the Yuan Dynasty and the Luo Kingdom is inevitable, and I'm afraid the prince has already prepared for it.

What I am afraid of is that the internal forces in our country are constantly making small moves. They have been lurking for many years, and it is hard to say how much destructive power they can cause.

Therefore, we must have our own strength. Financial, material and human resources are all indispensable, so that we can protect the things we care about.

To stabilize the Yuan Dynasty is also a support for the prince, isn't it? "Therefore, stealing grain is not selfish.

"Girl, let's do something big. Even if you don't need it yourself, you should still think about the little master in your belly." Xie Qingcheng waved the iron fan leisurely, but the words that came out of her mouth were murderous.

Song Qingwan was a little speechless. Her child was not even as big as a tadpole, how could he eat millions of shi of grain? These people were really crazy and unrestrained.

"That's right. The young lady's status is there. Even if the young lady wants to keep things peaceful, other forces will not let us go easily."

"Plan ahead for a rainy day~"

Song Qingwan knew all this very well. She chuckled, "You don't think I'm scared, do you?" She was also a warmonger, so what was wrong with going crazy together?
"This road was built by all of us together. There is no turning back. Please be careful to save your lives and reach the top together."

"Hahaha, sacrifice for a great cause, a worthy death."

"Do it."

"So what should we do? That's millions of shi of grain. Even if we can steal it back, where can we put it? And without being discovered by the world?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Song Qingwan. This depended on the master's ability, otherwise how could they be someone else's subordinates?

Regarding the transportation and storage location of the stolen grain, Song Qingwan couldn't help but sigh at her good luck, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

“You may not believe this, but the eldest princess’s manor is actually built on top of the underground palace. Below is another cavernous world in the underground palace. I guess the prince’s people haven’t explored it yet.

What we need to do now is to modify the mechanisms and traps in that place. It would be best to set up a hidden formation to cut off the connection with the underground palace, so that it will not be discovered.

Tomorrow Qingcheng will see if she can buy the eldest princess’s farm, so storing food will naturally not be a problem.

But stealing the grain was urgent, so Mo Shou and I went to transform the underground palace. Bo Liang and Hua Tian used military formations to confuse the enemy, while secretly transporting the grain to the underground palace.

The others will manage the factory as usual, and must not let outsiders notice anything unusual, and they will also secretly send the workers to move the grain here."

Because there is so much food, this is a huge project and the work of various parts must be well coordinated to avoid being exposed.

Based on Zhizhi's description, Song Qingwan drew the locations of the eldest princess's farm, granary, and underground palace one by one, and discussed with everyone which implementation method would be appropriate.

Furthermore, what to do if an accident occurs? Fortunately, everyone present has some ability, and they came up with several plans after short discussion.

"It's getting late, let's get out of the city first." Jiang Ling had to remind everyone that if they delayed any longer the city gate would be closed, and going out at this time would be very conspicuous.

"That's right, get the horses ready." Song Qingwan stood up, took the cloak and put it on herself.

Xiuniang quickly stopped her, "Girl, you'd better take the carriage. It's not convenient to ride a horse now." The child is still young and can't stand the tossing and turning.

"Yes, Le Fei and Jiang Ling must keep an eye on the girl. I will ask the people in the city to transport goods as a cover and leave the city in batches."

Everyone knows that the business of the precision factory is booming and the workers are extremely busy. It is not impossible to ship the goods at night. This requires a pass from the government. Besides, the person guarding the city is Uncle Song, so it is convenient for them to move.

Although the carriage was troublesome, Song Qingwan was a person who would listen to advice, "Okay, let's go." So everyone started to get ready.

When Song Qingwan's carriage arrived at the city gate, it was just the time for Uncle Song to change shifts. Although he was still guarding the city gate, he had been promoted to a team leader and was in charge of more than a dozen people.

Song Qingwan pulled open the car curtain and shouted to the tall figure with a smile as beautiful as a flower, "Uncle."

Uncle Song looked back and wondered whose little fairy it was. He grinned and boasted to the city guards beside him, "Look, that's my niece. She's really good at business."

The soldiers around the uncle were so envious, and they were old acquaintances, the two that Song Qingwan met when she first entered the city.

Song Qingwan was in a terrible state at that time. Even her father had to ask the two of them to guard the door. It had only been a short time, but the Song family had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Song's father got promoted, his daughter became a wealthy businessman in Beijing, and it was said that she had an ambiguous relationship with the prince. Even the honest uncle who had just come from the countryside was quickly promoted.

This kind of luck is really not something that ordinary people can envy~
Uncle Song approached the carriage and said, "Wanwan, why are you out of town so late? You're not going home tonight? Be careful or your father will beat you up."

Song Qingwan chuckled, "There's a production error in the factory outside the city. I'll go take a look and I'll go back after I've dealt with it. Uncle, please tell my dad not to worry. You must say something good for me." "Okay, I agree. If your dad is not convinced, uncle will beat him up for you."

Song Qingwan covered her mouth and smiled secretly, waved to her uncle, and left hurriedly in the carriage, as if there was something extremely urgent at the factory.

It was still snowing when Song Qingwan left the city and the ground had not yet thawed. Apart from factories or workshops outside the city, there were few signs of human activities in the wild.

Some of the refugees who fled from other places were absorbed by merchants, of course it was just an employment relationship, while others were settled in a unified place by the court for management.

The imperial court has put a lot of effort into this regard, and the situation near the capital is relatively peaceful at present.

Song Qingwan, Le Fei and others went to the fine factory outside the city first. The fine factory had been expanding and had taken in several thousand refugees. It was busy even at night.

However, the factory has clear division of labor among departments and has trained a number of technical and management talents, so even if more people join the factory, it can still be managed in an orderly manner.

The arrival of Song Qingwan and others did not cause any commotion. They went directly to find the senior leaders and moved into the management area, where they ate and rested.

Then he quietly gathered a large number of reliable personnel, and Situ Boliang taught them how to practice military formations. When it got dark, the army of nearly a thousand people secretly set out with only their own steamed buns for two meals.

On a snowy night, only the cold wind was whistling, and the snow was very bright. They only needed to light a few lanterns to illuminate the route and move forward quickly.

Under the effect of the marching formation, the light of the lanterns became flickering from a distance, which did not look like a large army moving at night at all.

Under the leadership of Zhizhi, they soon arrived near the eldest princess's farm. The farm had been confiscated and was currently in the hands of the court. The farm was very large and certainly would not be idle.

In addition to some original villagers who did not participate in the rebellion, all the houses were occupied by a group of refugees and guarded by soldiers.

The lights in the side room near the entrance were on, and the guards were warming themselves by the fire, eating, and having fun. The atmosphere was quite relaxed.

Because she didn't know how many forces were involved, Song Qingwan didn't want to alarm anyone.

First, Jiang Ling gave them hallucinogenic drugs, and with the help of Situ Boliang's concealment formation, the group quietly moved towards the village without attracting anyone's attention. Xiao Huatian, who was at the end, cleaned up the mess easily.

Song Qingwan, led by Zhizhi, took the lead and brought everyone to the kitchen, and then under the several water vats was the entrance to the granary.

There must be more than one granary, but each one is well preserved, with walls made of blue bricks, covered with oil paper on all sides, and stacked with layer upon layer of bagged grain.

As soon as they entered the granary, they smelled the smell of rice, wheat and other dry grains. Everyone was stunned. It was the first time in their lives that they had seen so much grain.

It was not until everyone entered the granary and blocked the entrance, and Le Fei led people to guard the entrance, that everyone dared to communicate in a low voice.

"Boliang Huatian, Mo Shou and I will go open the underground palace first. You guys take a look around and think about how to move it properly."

A thousand people are not enough to transport so much food. Special methods must be used, and no traces should be left and no one in the village should be alerted.

"Okay, you guys go ahead and clear the way." Seeing that the terrain was similar to what Song Qingwan had drawn before, it would be impossible to move everything, so they could only use a lever truck to lift it down.

Because the underground palace is deeper than the granary, Song Qingwan and Mo Shou have to lead people to dig a passage before they can reach the underground palace.

A thousand people from the fine factory worked in the granary and the underground palace for two days. They only ate one meal a day, fell asleep when they were tired, and continued working when they woke up.

Finally, at dawn the next day, all the food was transported away, and the opening from the granary leading to the underground palace was sealed with a mechanical array. No one could imagine how so much food had disappeared.

Even if someone dug three feet into the ground, they could not break through the formation and discovered the existence of the underground palace, so their food was safe.

Song Qingwan and Mo Shou strengthened the partitions of the underground palace, making it difficult even for Li Minghe and his men to discover their other cave.

As for the exit of the Dongtian Palace, Song Qingwan designed it to be next to the eldest princess's manor, which was a barren mountain with not very fertile soil.

In this way, even if they could not buy the eldest princess's farm, they could buy this barren mountain, build a small farm, plant some fruit trees or tea, and thus cover up the existence of food.

And even if some people can guess it, but there is no evidence, what can we do to them?

Before daybreak, everyone used the formation and quietly returned to the fine factory on the outskirts of Beijing. The thousand people who participated in stealing grain were promoted to different degrees according to their personal abilities when they returned.

Song Qingwan didn't sleep for two days and three nights. After returning to the precision factory, she fell asleep immediately. Jiang Ling was also exhausted, so Hua Qing became the one who looked after them.

Hua Qing masters the technology of blue and white porcelain and is also a senior manager of a fine factory. Recently, many men are chasing after her, which is very annoying.

What’s weird is that even though she told the men that she came from a brothel, they didn’t care?

"What are you thinking about?" When Song Qingwan woke up, she saw Hua Qing in a daze.

The woman in front of me exudes natural charm, and coupled with her capable aura, she is really very feminine.

"Miss, are you awake?" Hua Qing immediately got up, found a basin and a face towel, poured hot water from the stove and brought it to Song Qingwan for washing.

"Girl, can you give orders to those men to do their job properly and stop focusing on me all day? It's so annoying.

And I think their motives are not pure. It's not that I'm jealous. You say that as a woman, I have people pursuing me, which is fine, but there are many male managers in the factory, young and old, and many women who have just joined the factory are pursuing them.

Moreover, the more powerful he is, the more women surround him. Even married men are sought after. I find this very unusual. I'm afraid they are attracted to the skills we have."

Song Qingwan paused while washing her face, "I wanted to say that if you and Luo Xingye just got married, you wouldn't have this kind of trouble, but I didn't expect that even starting a family wouldn't work?
But it doesn't matter. Except for a few people close to you, all the other technical personnel have signed confidentiality agreements. If they cause losses to the Seiko Factory, we have the right to punish them according to the severity of the circumstances."

The management of the Jingchang Factory can be said to be more rigorous than that of the imperial court. The officials of the imperial court only had rules but no clear and strict prohibitions.

But it is different for precision factories. They have contracts and also have different agreements based on various work positions. It can be said that the rules and regulations are very complete.

Unless someone doesn't want to live, no one dares to break the rules. "But we can't just ignore those who deserve to be punished. I'll ask Elder Hua to come over tomorrow."

The world is in chaos now and anyone could sneak in, so their patrols and inspections need to be appropriately strengthened.

But if someone really wants to cause trouble, no one can stop him. An accident soon happened in the Seiko Factory.
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