Chapter 338 A voice filled with despair and grievance
Yao Qingling shook her head: "I think it's not just that."
During her visit to the palace, Yao Qingling clearly tested Prince Xin, but he didn't care at all, which shows that he didn't care about Lin Shiyuan's little tricks.
He didn't care that she went to the Empress to complain and seek help. These days, at her suggestion, the heir of the Marquis of Xincheng was investigating in the direction of Prince Xin. Prince Xin was still singing and dancing and living a high-profile life.
He seems to have another trick up his sleeve.
Qingling fears this kind of unknown.
Why is he so calm?
Instead, it turned into a tense situation of catching thieves, fearing that the thieves would catch them all.
"Has there been any progress in the iron ore case?" Qingling hoped to settle the case as soon as possible. Even if Prince Xin had three heads and six arms, it was still very possible to drive him out of the capital.
Lin Shiyuan glanced at her and gently shook his head.
Yao Qingling sighed.
Judging by the time, Shengdahe's cargo ship is about to return to Beijing.
He'll be furious when he sees the warehouse burned down like that.
The thought of Sheng Dahe's recklessness gave Qing Ling a headache; she didn't know how to restrain him.
Having suffered such a great loss, how could he possibly let it go?
Just then, Xiao Pingfeng rushed in.
He glanced at Lin Shiyuan, now completely at ease with him, and turned to Qing Ling, saying, "Boss Sheng's ship is about to dock."
Qingling was startled and jumped up: "Reach the shore? Shouldn't he still have five days before he arrives in the capital?"
After the warehouse burned down, Yao Qingling gathered a large number of people to clean up the mess, trying to make the ruins look less unsightly in the hopes of calming Sheng Dahe down and preventing him from going crazy.
Xiao Pingfeng frowned deeply, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"I don't know, Madam Yao. You'd better hurry to the dock and keep watch. Only you can hold him down."
Without saying much, Qingling quickly ordered someone to prepare a carriage.
Lin Shiyuan said seriously, "The carriage is too slow. I'll ride a horse to take you there."
Qingling glanced at him, and Lin Shiyuan said, "It's nighttime now, there aren't that many people watching."
Qingling gritted her teeth and nodded.
As soon as she settled in, Lin Shiyuan spurred the horse's flanks with his long legs, and the horse leaped forward.
Xiao Pingfeng's horse followed closely behind.
When they were almost at the dock, Qingling dismounted and stopped Lin Shiyuan from following.
"Sheng Dahe can't do anything to me, and I'm not afraid of him. Don't worry. If anything really happens, since you weren't involved, you'll have a chance to come and save me."
Just as Lin Shiyuan was about to say something, his ears twitched. He glanced back out of the corner of his eye and nodded, "Okay, go ahead."
Yao Qingling then mounted Xiao Pingfeng's horse and led him into the dock.
As Lin Shiyuan watched her walk away, a stone appeared between his two fingers in the blink of an eye and flew out with a whoosh.
The treetops swayed, and a hawk-like figure darted among the branches. Lin Shiyuan gathered his strength and leaped after the figure...
On this side, when Qingling arrived at the dock, Shengdahe's ship entered the harbor.
He stood at the bow of the ship, hands on his hips, looking furious.
Behind him stood a group of equally furious people.
Qingling's heart skipped a beat; something was wrong.
She gritted her teeth, forced a smile, and waited for the boat to dock. Sheng Dahe got off the boat with a grim face, while Yao Qingling walked forward with a face that looked neither like she was crying nor laughing.
"Boss Sheng, the boat is going so fast, I thought you were going to crash into the dock and die together with us."
She glanced behind her, signaling to Boss Sheng not to do anything rash.
The government officials had obviously been notified in advance and were guarding the Shengda River at the dock.
Whether they were afraid of the hot-tempered boat captain causing trouble, or for some other reason, remains unknown.
Sheng Dahe disembarked, ignoring Yao Qingling completely, and continued walking forward.
Their footsteps were quick and heavy, heading towards the warehouse.
He was followed by hundreds of followers, plus other underlings who were waiting for him at the dock, and they all followed.
The way they looked made it seem like you could see the powerful killing intent emanating from them, making people afraid to get close.
Qingling and Xiao Pingfeng exchanged a glance and walked at the back.
The government officials followed.
Sheng Dahe put his hands on his hips and walked around the warehouse for a long time.
With so many people, all that could be heard were footsteps and increasingly suppressed, heavy breathing; nothing else could be heard.
Qingling felt as if one stone after another was pressing on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.
She wanted to say something, but Sheng Dahe's expression... he wasn't interested in listening to anyone, he wanted to kill someone to vent his anger!
Qingling pursed her lips and took Xiao Pingfeng's knife.
"Miss!" Xiao Pingfeng was startled; she couldn't beat Boss Sheng.
Boss Sheng's brute strength could split her in two!
Yao Qingling stopped him from snatching the knife back with a look. She walked up to Boss Sheng and handed him the knife, saying, "Don't look anymore. It's already burned like this. What's done is done."
Boss Sheng took her knife, swung it forcefully, and a flash of silver light appeared in the moonlight. The knife fell from in front of Yao Qingling and stuck into the scorched earth in front of her.
The closest distance was less than a fist's width from the tip of Yao Qingling's shoe.
Yao Qingling remained calm, but was already sweating profusely.
That was a real blow; I almost sliced off her nose.
With a clang, before anyone could recover, Sheng Dahe drew his longsword and aimed it straight at Yao Qingling's face.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face twitched: "Yao Qingling, don't think I wouldn't dare kill you! You promised—"
The knife drew closer to Yao Qingling's face. Xiao Pingfeng rushed forward anxiously, saying, "Boss Sheng, calm down! She doesn't know why things turned out this way either, and our goods are still in the warehouse!"
At this moment, Sheng Dahe was no longer able to hear anything.
All he knew was that the wealth he and his brothers had accumulated over the years had been burned in that fire.
He wouldn't mind becoming a bandit again. After all, several towns in the south had already seen popular uprisings, so maybe he could conquer a few towns and become the king himself.
Looking into Sheng Dahe's bloodshot eyes, Yao Qingling said, "Boss Sheng, things aren't as bad as you think."
"If you're willing to listen to me for a bit, you'll see that there's still room for maneuver."
Sheng Dahe didn't lower his knife; instead, he moved even closer, the tip already poking Qing Ling's forehead.
A drop of blood seeped from her skin and meandered down the bridge of her nose.
There was some commotion among the government officials behind them, but no one stepped forward or spoke.
The night wind howled, chilling you to the bone.
But at this moment, Qingling only felt pain, so much so that her head seemed to be crumpled up.
“Sheng Dahe, these government officials aren’t here to persuade you; they’re waiting for you to make a move so they’ll have a reason to arrest you all.”
“I am a Lady of Imperial Decree, the mother of the Marquis of Loyalty and Valor. You should consider my position.”
Sheng Dahe glanced at the officials and his fingers twitched as he gripped the hilt of his sword.
Qingling was in even more pain: "Hey, either put the knife down, or hold it steady. Don't slash my face, or I'll haunt you even as a ghost."
She dared not move, for fear that if the wind grew stronger, it would push her toward the edge of the blade.
Sheng Dahe's chest heaved violently.
Every gust of wind that blew by carried a burnt smell, reminding him of what had happened.
His hard-earned wealth is gone.
This wretched woman won't even let him go crazy, it's outrageous!
“Yao Qingling, you said you would bring us a better life…” A young man behind Sheng Dahe wept, his voice filled with despair and grievance.
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