Zhao Er promised all the benefits he could, his eyes sparkling, and he looked at the militiaman righteously: "You'd better think clearly, this is the glory and wealth of your descendants for several lifetimes!"
These words seemed to have a magical power. The militiaman's face flushed with excitement, and he also responded with a vigorous "yes!" The sound was enough to almost overturn the house.
Seeing that the people were sent away, Zhao Er couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply took the remaining militiamen with him to circle around the ancestral home.
After taking a detour, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat - he found that someone was loading the truck!
The carriages had been covered with tarpaulins, and the rain was pouring down from them, but it did not affect the work of the people below at all.
He stared for a while, feeling more and more uneasy. When he saw a familiar figure, he stood up with a sullen face and immediately went back to the third old master.
The third old master was having breakfast. As he had gone to the ancestral home in the middle of the night last night, he did not sleep well the whole night. He inevitably felt a little listless this morning. He forced himself to eat a bun, and before he could even drink a mouthful of porridge, he saw Zhao Er suddenly rushing into the hall. He almost suffocated.
Fortunately, the concubine next to him saw that he was choking and hurriedly patted his back, so he was not choked to death by the bite of bun.
Coming back to his senses, he hurriedly asked, "Second Master, what happened to you? Is there anything that is worthy of your rush?"
"What's going on?!" Zhao Er's face was full of ferocity. He stepped forward and kicked a stool, looking at him angrily: "Your spies are all blind! I saw with my own eyes that it was so windy and rainy, and the ancestral house was still loading trucks. It looked like someone was preparing to leave the city!"
The third old master exclaimed, his face full of surprise and doubt.
Now he couldn't just focus on eating the buns, he stood up hurriedly: "Don't worry, I'll go take a look, no matter what, they can't leave!"
Zhao Er let out a breath of hot air impatiently and pursed his lips to tell him to go away quickly.
The third old master hurriedly changed his clothes and left. When he arrived at the ancestral home, he saw many people coming in and out. He knew at a glance that they were not from Wujiabao, but from Su Yao.
He immediately ignored everything else and ran to Mr. Wu's study to ask about the situation.
Old Master Wu was discussing things with his nephews and nephews. The strong wind caused many houses to collapse, killing or injuring many people, and many crops outside the city were also damaged. These all required someone in charge to investigate the situation and then make a decision to resolve it.
He was very busy, and when he saw the third old master coming, Mr. Wu frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
The Third Old Master was extremely anxious, but seeing the situation, he didn't want to show too much anxiety, so he suppressed his anxiety and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay, I just came here to listen to what you said."
Everyone immediately continued with the previous topic.
After deciding how many people to send to the government office to help in the town and villages, Mr. Wu sent everyone away. Then he turned around and looked at the third old master: "What's wrong with you? What's happened that makes you so panicked?"
The Third Old Master tried his best to act calm: "Nothing, it's just that when I came in, I noticed the carriage, and I saw that they were not our people! It was the Crown Princess's side, what happened to them?"
Old Master Wu said, "The wind has died down since we woke up this morning. Madam Qin said she wanted to go back to the county government office, and she also said she wanted to take the Crown Princess with her. This is a great thing. If she were here, everyone would be in the way, and it would be inconvenient to do anything. It's a blessing that she can leave. Doesn't this let them go?"
What?!
Are you really going to leave?!
The third old master immediately ignored everything else and jumped up three feet high: "What did you say?! Oh, big brother, how could you let them go?!"
Old Master Wu looked at him in confusion: "Why can't she leave? In such a storm, if she stays here and something happens, it will be our fault. How can we bear it? Now that she wants to leave, isn't that perfect? Even if it's those girls, she won't have the chance to take care of them anymore!"
The Third Old Master stamped his feet, angrily speaking: "Do you really... How can she leave!" Seeing that Old Master Wu narrowed his eyes, the Third Old Master swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and said hurriedly: "It's so windy, if something happens to her on the way, it will be our fault! When the time comes, a hat will be put on her, what do you say we should do?!"
There is some truth in this.
Old Master Wu looked at him thoughtfully: "Well, she is the Crown Prince's Consort after all. We can't decide whether she wants to leave or stay. If she wants to leave, can we still keep her?"
The third old master said firmly: "I will go and tell her! Anyway, we can't let her go at this time. Isn't this nonsense? If something goes wrong, who will take responsibility?"
Mr. Wu said nothing and waved his hand: "Then you go, I still have a lot of things to do here!"
The third old master had no time to care about what happened, so he hurriedly ran to ask for a meeting with Su Yao.
Su Yao was playing chess with Madam Qin. When he heard the news, the corners of his mouth curled up, he raised his eyebrows and nodded to Mother Shen: “Please ask him to go into the compartment.”
He took Mrs. Qin to the compartment.
Just then, the Third Old Master came in. Su Yao glanced at him and asked, "What does the Third Old Master want to see me about?"
The Third Old Master bowed and stood aside with a smile on his face: "I heard that the queen is going to leave the city?"
Su Yao hummed, "Since I have no control over the things here, I might as well go back earlier and ask Lord Qin to see if there is any other way. Otherwise, I will be trapped here and still not be able to convince you. There is no point."
The Third Old Master swallowed his saliva and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "That's not the way to say it, Crown Princess. You've seen it too. There have been a lot of storms recently. I don't know how many people have died outside. How can we bear to let you, a precious body, take risks? Even if you want to leave, you have to wait for a few days until the wind and sea are calm!"
Su Yao didn't take it seriously: "The wind has died down a lot now. Besides, our carriages are very sturdy and we have enough guards, so nothing should happen."
The Third Old Master saw her refutate every word he said, and his face was already very unhappy. When he heard that she said nothing would happen, he thought of a solution in a hurry: "But those girls can't wait that long. The clan has already made a decision and will execute them tomorrow!"
Su Yao then stood up and asked sternly, "What?! Who made this decision?!"