Chapter 308 A Small Gift
Shen Wan shook her head: “Calculating the time, Shen Yizhou should be in Miaojiang now.”
"He went to look for the Third Prince. If something happened at the salt works at this critical moment, do you think the damn emperor would have the nerve to hold him responsible?"
"Besides, the dog emperor just purged a large number of court officials, and the people in the court are already in panic. If we pursue Shen Yizhou at this time, it will inevitably cause even greater panic."
After hearing this, Xie Mubai nodded with a smile.
I have to say, this little woman considers things much more carefully than before.
The dog emperor will definitely not sink a boat.
Shen Yizhou is a man of indifferent nature and has no interest in fame or fortune.
The title of Marquis of Xiangyang should have been his, but he didn't like the intrigues in officialdom, so he gave the title to his cousin and wandered around the world.
If it weren't for the emergency at the border, he might still be living a carefree life.
The Dog Emperor had no intention of touching such a person.
What's more, the Duke of Zhenguo is dead, and now Shen Yizhou has become the most important trump card in the hand of the dog emperor.
If he loses even this card, then the dog emperor will be seeking his own death.
"Okay, I'll take you there." The villain thought for a moment and said.
When the moon is dark and the wind is strong, it is a good time to do bad things.
Although he never leaves the house, it seems that there is nothing in the world that Xie Mubai doesn't know.
With him leading the way, Shen Wan quickly cleaned out the Changlu Salt Field.
With the salt, Shen Wan pickled some more vegetables for the little monks early the next morning.
She couldn't live here forever, and her children's cooking skills were really poor, so she wanted to prepare as much food as possible for them.
Ranqiu also stayed up all night and made a few new cotton-padded clothes with the help of Ling Xiaoxiao.
"It's a bit rough because of the rush. Please don't mind." She smiled a little embarrassedly.
Black Hawk boiled some water early in the morning and let the little monks take a hot bath before changing into clean and warm cotton clothes.
"Sister, you did a great job!" The little monks said excitedly as they put on their warm cotton-padded clothes. "The fabric is so soft, and the cotton is so warm. This is the best cotton-padded clothes we have ever worn!"
Lechen didn't say anything.
He stretched out his skinny little hand and gently stroked the stitches on his cotton coat, his eyes slightly red.
"Don't you like it?" Shen Wan asked after looking at it.
Lechen shook his head.
"Then why are you crying?" she asked with concern.
Liaochen's eyes were red, and he choked up and said, "I miss my mother. She used to sew my cotton-padded clothes..."
Seeing Chen crying, the other children also started crying.
"Mom, I want you..."
"I want to go home!"
Seeing them crying pitifully, Ran Qiu was about to step forward to comfort them, but was stopped by Shen Wan: "Let them cry, they will feel better after crying."
After hearing this, Ranqiu gave up.
The little monks cried for a long time until their voices became hoarse.
"Have you cried enough?" Shen Wan looked at them.
The young monks nodded.
"It's okay now that you've cried enough!" Shen Wan said seriously, "This is the last time."
"You are little men, descendants of the soldiers of Yumen Pass. You cannot bring shame to your fathers!"
"To protect the people, your fathers shed their blood on the battlefield, but they never shed a single tear."
"As their sons, you must be strong and don't let them down!"
After hearing this, Lechen's heart moved.
He bit his lip and nodded vigorously: "Sister, you are right, we must be strong!"
When the other little monks heard this, they quickly nodded.
"Actually, you are quite lucky." Chen Wan patted Chen Xiaoxiao's shoulder and said earnestly, "There are many orphans in this world, but not every orphan can have a master who truly loves you like you do."
"Your master is in poor health, but for you he would rather not even seek medical treatment because he's afraid of spending money!"
After hearing this, the little monks' eyes became red again.
But they gritted their teeth and didn't cry out loud.
"Master, thank you!" Several little monks knelt down at the same time and kowtowed respectfully.
The old abbot took one look and quickly stepped forward on his cane: "There's snow on the ground. Hurry up and get up! What if you catch a cold and your knees get frozen?"
"Master, I'm not afraid. I would like to ask you to shave my head." Lechen raised his head, his eyes extremely determined.
The old abbot was astonished: "Why?"
Liaochen put on a serious face and said seriously, "I want to stay with Master for the rest of my life."
"Let's talk about this after you grow up." The old abbot sighed softly after hearing this. "Master can't let your father down. I can't let your family be extinct!"
Lechen wanted to insist, but was persuaded by Shen Wan: "Your master is injured, so just go along with him for now. If there is anything, wait until he is well again."
"The meal is ready, everyone come in and eat."
When everyone heard this, they hurriedly helped the old abbot into the dining hall.
With Xie Mubai around, the old abbot didn't dare to sit down.
Shen Wan looked at it and quickly helped him sit down.
Since she was at the temple, all she cooked today was vegetarian food.
But the same radish becomes extra delicious once it passes through her hands.
Not to mention the young monks, even the old abbot drank two more bowls of porridge.
Seeing that the house was too dilapidated, after dinner, Black Hawk took a few young monks to start repairing the roof.
Ranqiu took some cotton and cloth from Chen and made a quilt with Ling Xiaoxiao.
Although Ling Xiaoxiao doesn't know how to sew, she is more than capable of helping with odd jobs.
Shen Wan, using Qin Chu's name, sent a batch of coal to the temple.
When they saw the coal, the little monks jumped up excitedly.
With coal, they don't have to worry about heating this winter.
It has to be said that there is strength in numbers.
In just two or three days, everything was done.
Seeing that everything in the temple was ready, the group said goodbye to the old abbot.
Shen Wan took out a few silver notes and handed them over, advising: "When your leg is healed, go to the county town and buy a carriage. This will make it more convenient to buy daily necessities in the future."
"You don't have to worry about the temple's expenses. The prince will send money regularly."
Looking at the stack of banknotes, the old abbot didn't dare to take it.
"Take it." Xie Mubai said lightly.
After hearing this, the old abbot took it with both hands.
He thought for a moment, then pulled out half a parchment scroll from his bosom and handed it over: "Young Madam, I have no way of repaying your great kindness."
"This half of the parchment scroll was obtained by me from the messenger from Ichiban Bang. I don't know what kind of map it is."
"But the Duke said it was nothing and threw it away."
"But I thought there might be something wrong with this parchment, so I picked it up again."
"If the young lady doesn't mind, I'll give it to you."
When Shen Wan heard this, she immediately became energetic.
Most of the treasures in novels are drawn on parchment scrolls. Could it be that the old abbot is holding a treasure map?
She was delighted and quickly took it with both hands.
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