She thought she understood human nature, but looking at these century-old businesses, she realized how terrifying human nature can be.
Thank goodness!
The Wan family is still in the early stages of accumulating financial resources and connections, so they cannot and dare not do such a thing as discarding a useful tool after it has served its purpose.
Moreover, their own profits are currently substantial enough for several companies to make a fortune, so there is absolutely no need for them to switch sides for the sake of profit.
Two days later, the Lin family members were escorted out of the prison.
In March, when the spring chill was still in the air, the two young masters of the Lin family and their families boarded an open carriage and set off for Hecheng.
With Lao Qian's help, Lin Qingyuan contracted a "serious illness" and suffered from a persistent high fever, so a small car with a canopy was arranged for him.
Inside the car, Lin Qingyuan lay back in the haystack, looking unhappy, and said, "Song Liyun, at least throw in a couple of cashmere blankets. I'm a patient now, I can't lie like this."
Outside the carriage curtain, Song Liyun rode her horse alongside, looking at the Lin family members who were being blown about miserably by the cold wind, and said: "This is the suffering you brought on yourself. Don't forget that you are a suspect in treason. If you can't even ride in this small carriage, how will you get to the Ministry of Justice prison!"
Lin Qingyuan sat up abruptly in fright, glaring at Song Liyun through the small window: "If I'm a traitor, I'm a traitor to you, my young mistress! Believe me or not, once I'm in court, I'll implicate Zhao Tingduo and see how Commander Zhao interrogates her!"
Song Liyun glanced at him sideways and said coldly, "If you can't control your mouth, I'll have someone sew your mouth shut so you can never open it again!"
After saying that, he ignored Lin Qingyuan and spurred his horse past the carriage to ride forward.
Seeing that she was angry, Lin Qingyuan hurriedly exclaimed, "Madam Song, I was just joking! You can't just ignore me!"
Old Qian rode over and said, "Young master, don't worry, the young mistress was just joking with you."
The young mistress had already sent Fang Zheng, who was by her side, to Hecheng.
My subordinates have already inquired; Fang Zheng used to be a member of the Lei Battalion!
Lin Qingyuan blinked, a smile appearing on her face. She was no longer flustered, and lay back down in the haystack, humming a little tune: "I was born a beautiful woman..."
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