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

Chapter 212 Plague
Song Qingwan had lunch in the suburbs of Beijing, arranged things at the factory, and then walked around the terraced fields and the farm under construction.

Of course, construction on the farm had been stopped because the snow had not melted yet and the ground was still frozen, so it was not easy to work on it and there was no need for her to waste manpower.

After finding nothing unusual, Song Qingwan followed Jiang Ling and Le Fei back to the city.

Mo Shou, Situ Boliang and Xiao Huatian will stay in a fine factory outside Beijing for a few days to prevent any accidents from happening with the food theft. They will at least have to wait until the situation calms down before returning.

Song Qingwan did not go back to the Song family directly, but went to the fine factory in the city again.

"How is it?" In the Jing Factory, as soon as Mr. Hua and others heard that Song Qingwan had returned, they immediately ran over to listen to the news.

Le Fei chuckled, "Why don't you believe in the girl's ability?" When has their girl stopped defying the heavens?
"What do you know, little brat? Even if you succeed, I still want to know the exact number." Only with the number would they know how to arrange the next things. Old Hua raised his hand and knocked on Le Fei's head.

Song Qingwan smiled, looking relaxed. "Three million shi, there are rice and wheat, some from last year and the year before last. They are dried very dry and preserved with medicine. There are no worms or mold, so they can be used!"

Risking her own head, she stole a huge fortune. This was definitely the most lavish theft Song Qingwan had ever committed.

Mr. Hua excitedly slapped his hands on the table, and suddenly there was a loud 'bang bang' sound on the table, "Good, good, good! We are stable this year!"

"Three million dan of grain can provide food for an army of one million for more than a year. The Princess and Prince Qing want to fight a protracted war, but it's a pity that they can't use it."

Then they got the advantage. Liu Zhongyi turned his eyes slightly and calculated the reference result.

"The princess is so rich." Xiuniang sighed.

"Of course not. They have been plundering the people's wealth for so many years and have already become rich enough to rival a country." Old Hua smiled sarcastically. The old man followed the young people of the Jing Factory.

He no longer pretended to be a gentleman and completely let himself go.

"After all, she has provided us with convenience. Let's curse this old villain less in the future." Just saying "less" does not mean that you should stop cursing. You still have to curse.

So much food must have been irrigated with the blood and sweat of countless farmers. Do you think the princess would use legitimate means to obtain these supplies? That's definitely impossible.

Liu Zhongyi saw through the true faces of these upper-class people most clearly.

Song Qingwan coughed lightly, "Okay, let's get back to the point. Now that the food has been moved, the place where it is hidden is considered safe, but we want to use it secretly without being seen by others. We still have to buy the eldest princess's manor. Qingcheng, have you got the manor?"

With Zhuangzi, they no longer have to try to cover up their crime by buying the barren mountain next door.

When this matter was mentioned, Xie Qingcheng gnashed her teeth in hatred, "No, when I went there, I heard from the officials in the Jingji government that the manor had just been bought by King Ping. This damn old man seems to be picking on me."

After hearing this, Hua Lao snorted coldly, "That old dog is definitely not a coincidence. Not to mention that he could make use of the refugees in the village. King Ping must have also known about the existence of the stored grain. Fortunately, we acted quickly enough."

For this point, we have to admire Song Qingwan's luck. If she had been a little later, their Jing Factory might have had to compete with King Ping for food.

The imperial court would certainly know by then, and the amount of food they wanted to get would be greatly reduced, and they might even have to buy it with money.

Liu Zhongyi added, "The Grand Princess must be anxious. She is eager to inform Prince Ping of the stored grain. If Prince Ping succeeds in his rebellion and takes the throne, she will not have to die. But the same cannot be said for the current emperor and the crown prince."

The decision on the eldest princess and Prince Qing has not been made yet. This is certainly not just because the royal family is indecisive, but because the two are involved in too much power and finances.

The court couldn’t handle all of this in a short time.

"Hahaha, Prince Ping was overjoyed for nothing. He must be looking very excited now." Prince Ping was so angry that he died, and Old Hua was happy.

Xie Qingcheng was still very depressed, "Should we fight King Ping for the farm? Or is there any other way?" In this kind of thing, the one who gets the first chance wins, and he really doesn't want to lose again.

Song Qingwan immediately spoke to comfort him, because she had made preparations long ago, and was completely prepared, thinking ten steps ahead to make sure nothing went wrong.

“It’s okay. We can buy the barren mountain next to it. A new exit has been dug there and is now being protected by a formation. But we must also take measures to avoid accidents.

Build a small farm or something, send some people there to guard it, and make it look natural so that no one will find out too quickly."

As Song Qingwan spoke, she drew a topographic map of the barren mountain and finally handed it to Xie Qingcheng.

I told him, "Tomorrow you go find Qian Zhubo to buy this land. I want everyone's advice on how to do it.

I won't be home for a few days, my mother won't let me go out easily, if you have anything to do, you can come find me when you get home at night."

Song Qingwan wanted to rest for a few days. She was pregnant and tired from working for several days and nights. She was afraid of hurting the baby in her belly.

As soon as she said this, Mr. Hua immediately had an idea, "This is not difficult. All the strange raw materials of our fine factory come from the suburbs of Beijing. We can transport the materials or directly build a small factory there."

Le Fei agreed with a smile, "Yes, the capital will not be out of food for a while anyway."

Xie Qingcheng completely disagreed with his idea, "No, the price of grain is getting higher and higher now, and we have so many people in the fine factory, it is not cost-effective to buy grain.

Furthermore, I just received a rumor that a huge earthquake occurred 500 miles away from the capital half a month ago, killing many people and even causing a plague.

It's too close to the capital, so we have to prepare food and medicine early." Xie Qingcheng rarely put away his cynicism and looked serious.

Jiang Ling frowned, not expecting that she had something to do with this. "Then I will go find a drug supplier to buy herbs for the plague."

This kind of thing cannot be taken lightly, because there are too many people in the precision factory. If something goes wrong, the girl’s hard work may be ruined.

Song Qingwan also felt a little uneasy in her heart, and suddenly thought of Hua Qing's words, "I heard that many strangers have tried to join the Jing Factory recently.

Some people are constantly trying to win over some managers and other high-level technical personnel. I wonder if there are people infected with the plague mixed in. Mr. Hua, this matter must be thoroughly investigated and no mistakes can be made. "

"Okay, I will check everyone in the city first, take the doctor with me, and then go outside the city to check." Old Hua was decisive in his actions. He would execute orders immediately. He didn't want to lose to the young people.

"It seems that it's not safe outside anymore. Miss, since Jiang Ling has to go out and be busy, why don't Le Fei and I take you back now." Xiuniang is a woman, and she is more careful. She always remembers that Song Qingwan is pregnant.

"Go back, you have worked hard."

It's really late, so we can go back now and have dinner.

Song Qingwan was safely sent home. After Le Fei and Xiuniang dropped her off the carriage, they returned to the fine factory to work, even though it was already very late.

In the back room at the door, a little maid and the security guard were warming themselves by the fire. They were very happy when they saw Song Qingwan coming back.

"Miss, are you back? Madam asked me to wait here and asked you to go to her room first when you come back."

The little maid was only six years old, the daughter of the gatekeeper. She came running over in surprise. She was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to approach Song Qingwan. Her eyes were full of respect and admiration for Song Qingwan, even though Song Qingwan never put on airs.

Song Qingwan smiled gently as always, "Okay, got it, go and do your thing."

But the little girl was stunned, and said weakly, "But girl, I, I am here to lead you, right?" The girl didn't let her do it, could it be that she looked down on her? The little girl was about to cry.

"I'm alone now, I don't need you to lead the way, it's already great that you brought me news, if you have nothing to do why don't you go sit by the fire, read a book or do some embroidery?"

Song Qingwan left gracefully, and the little girl opened her mouth and said "oh" for a long time without closing it.

Song Qingwan did not go to her grandparents' house. She had just come back from outside and was afraid of bringing unclean things. Anyway, the two elders had Prince Ronnie to accompany them recently, so they were not bored.

When they returned to the main house of the second room, Song's father and his three younger brothers who were studying had also returned home. "I'm back. I'm going to wash up first."

Song Qingwan shouted towards the main hall, but she did not go in. Instead, she went back to her room first, and then went to the study to wash her hands with disinfectant out of concern.

Then she asked two maids to add mugwort essence into the bath water. After she washed herself and changed her clothes, Song Qingwan walked towards the main house.

At this time, the food had just been set out in the main room.

"Why are you still waiting for me? You can eat first."

Father Song grinned, "It's not that I'm waiting for you, but I just saw that you haven't come back for a few days, and I want to know what you've been doing?"

Whenever Song Qingwan was busy, she would usually make a big move. She was always busy with important matters, and even Song Niang didn't know what to say about her.

Song Qingwan sat down slowly. After hearing what her father said, she looked around with a strange expression on her face and saw that everyone, except Xiaoqi, was looking at her.

"I'm afraid you'll be scared to death if I tell you, so you'd better not know it." Even the youngest Liu'er in the Song family is a smart guy, so Song Qingwan is not afraid that they will not keep their mouths shut.

"Oh, who are you looking at? What kind of scene have we not seen? Wanwan, no matter how outrageous your story is, we just think it's normal."

The Song family members have extremely strong hearts, and ordinary people cannot scare them.

You see, Song Qingwan had a child before marriage, and it was a royal child. Did they say anything? They were quite calm.

"Well, I stole three million shi of grain from the princess." Song Qingwan naturally spoke very carefully, at least outsiders would definitely not hear it.

But these words still made Song's father fall to the ground on the spot, and Song Qingping and the others dropped their chopsticks.

"Three, three hundred stones?" They must have heard it wrong, right?

"Dad, you said you have seen big scenes, but your vision is small, right? Why don't you dare to add a ten thousand word?" Song Qingwan was hungry and picked up some food to eat.

Father Song got up and asked anxiously, "Wanwan, why do you need so much food? Aren't you going to share some with the child's father?"

If the eldest princess falls, then won't the food belong to the emperor and the prince? So is it appropriate for Song Qingwan to steal the father of her child? What does she want to do?

Father Song suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. It seemed that he was still not strong enough.

"What are you thinking about, Dad? Good things are always left for children. When have you ever heard of leaving them for the child's father?
A man who needs a wife and children to support him is a very successful man. Of course, if he has the nerve to ask for it, I can give him some alms.”

Please forgive her for being proud, but now she has three million shi of grain in her hands.

Song Qingwan finally understood that the eldest princess was lonely in her high position and had no rivals, so she had to find something to torment herself.

Song Qingwan's unique logic shut up Song's father.

But fearing that her brothers would not understand her intention, Song Qingwan added, “In fact, there are constant natural disasters and man-made disasters in various places.

I'm afraid the war is about to break out, and I want to prepare early so that if the court encounters an accident or difficulties, I can help.

There was also an earthquake 500 miles away from the capital. No one knew whether it was a natural disaster or man-made. Many people died and a plague broke out.

You should be careful when you go out recently. Bring as many people as possible with you. Don’t stay outside unless necessary. If possible, it’s best not to go out.

After returning, disinfect yourself. The disinfectant is in my study. Mother asked someone to come get it and settle the house. "

Of course Jiang Ling can cure the plague, but he is afraid that there are not enough medicinal materials, and others may not believe that someone can cure the plague.

If they were discovered, they would definitely be isolated. They were afraid that the government would seal off their homes or even burn them to death.

Whether in the business or government circles, the Song family has many powerful rivals. If things really get out of hand, it’s hard to say how far others can go.

"Okay, let's eat. Mom will make arrangements later, but you also have to take care of your health."

"I know, mother."

As soon as Song Qingwan returned home, she started to arrange the Song family's epidemic prevention, but an accident still happened in the Song family that night.

It was the little girl who led Song Qingwan during the day. She suddenly developed a fever at night, and when she was found, her face had already begun to become inflamed.

If not treated urgently, it will soon fester and then rot. This is the horror of the plague.

Fortunately, the guard did not go out to call a doctor, but went straight to find Jiang Ling.

After Jiang Ling put on her clothes and protection properly, she immediately provided emergency treatment and quarantined all those who had come into contact with the little girl.

Song Qingwan was the one who had come into contact with the little girl, so she couldn't go out either.

The Song family's epidemic was controllable, and no one else knew about it, so it did not cause a commotion.

But the precision factory in the suburbs of Beijing is different.

The Seiko factory had always been a target of attack, so as soon as someone showed signs of being unnatural, the police were notified immediately and the entire Seiko factory was blocked off for a while.

And it's not just outside the city, even inside the city is no exception.

The matter was of some serious nature, so after Jiang Ling handed the family over to Song Qingwan, she rushed to the precision factory on the outskirts of Beijing as soon as possible.

Although the Song family was not sealed off, they were ordered not to go out at will.

This matter was of great importance, and it led to a strict investigation throughout the capital.

But the other party's focus is still on the precision factory. The precision factory's shipments, especially the foreign trade goods, would be blocked at this critical juncture.

They will be out of raw materials, how can they produce and ship?

"Miss, what should we do?" Xiuniang was the only one in the Song family who stayed with Song Qingwan, and she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Song Qingwan stood by the window with her hands behind her back. She was not infected with the plague, but there was no need for her to go out and cause panic.

"No rush, we'll know when Zhizhi comes back." The canary is Song Qingwan's greatest reliance, and it can always lend her a helping hand when she least expects it.

Seeing Song Qingwan's confident look, Xiuniang felt relieved.

Soon, Zhizhi came back.

"How?" Song Qingwan's eyes lit up as she waited for good news from her little baby.

Sure enough, Zhizhi lived up to everyone's expectations, "What plague? It's fake! Those people were actually poisoned. It's not contagious at all, and the number of people poisoned is limited.

It was Prince Ping’s trick. He was going after the fine factory. Brother Bage said that Prince Ping knew that the Princess’s grain was in our hands, and he wanted to force us to transfer the grain to him~"

Fixed~