Under the treatment of Liu Ruobing's magical prescription, under the careful conditioning of Doctor Xu and several other famous doctors, and under the strong support of Yang Qiuchi's powerful financial resources, and under the repeated bombardment of piles of ginseng, Cordyceps and other precious medicinal materials, Song Qing's body was better and better than that of a day, and she was able to get out of bed with the help of Hong Ling, but she was still very weak and often coughed.

Yang Qiuchi hasn't had a good sleep for a long time. Now Song Qing is slowly recovering and knowing that she is pregnant, she is very happy.

In delight, Yang Qiuchi wanted to take care of Song Qing himself, but now Song Qing's body is very precious and cannot be touched. Therefore, when sleeping at night, although Yang Qiuchi slept with Song Qing, she was all untied.

During this period, Yunlu's brother Yunling rushed to Bazhou with dozens of carefully selected and capable Miao soldiers. The two brothers and sisters were very happy to meet. Yunling knew that his sister had become the Princess of Qingxi, and now he was entrusted with his sister's blessing to become an official of the Jinyiwei, and his smile made him unable to close his mouth.

In order to facilitate future work, Yang Qiuchi showed Yunling and Yunlu the waist card of their commander and envoy of the Jinyiwei. The two brothers and sisters were even more happy. Yunlu thought that with Yang Qiuchi, the special envoy, you can just listen to him in everything. Ask for more instructions and report more, you will be a good official.

The Northern Fufu Department authorized Yun Leng to form a new Jinyiwei team, so this time Yun Leng brought dozens of trusted Miao soldiers to form the backbone force of the Jinyiwei of the new Hundred Houses. In addition, after strict organizational investigation, some local people who had no relationship with the Ship Gang, who had clear social relations between the eight generations of ancestors and had good social relationships, and were well-founded and Miaohong participated in the Jinyiwei.

Yun Leng used to be the young master of the Miao village, and had a very strong ability to organize and lead. He also used the powerful economic strength of the Jinyiwei and used various means such as bribery and inducement. Shortly after taking office, he soon established his own intelligence network in Baoning Prefecture's urban and rural areas.

Yang Qiuchi is now the magistrate of Baoning Prefecture and the magistrate of Bazhou. Therefore, there is also his inner court in the magistrate of Baoning Prefecture. Zhao Xinle, the magistrate of Baoning Prefecture, is very good at serving as an official. Although he is the boss of Yang Qiuchi, he is certainly aware of who the two of them are. Therefore, he deliberately flattered Yang Qiuchi, the young count, and flattered him in his mind. Of course, the arrangement was similar to the palace.

On this day, after consultation by Doctor Xu and several other famous doctors, he believed that although Song Qing's body was still very weak, it was no longer a serious problem, so he only had the problem of slow conditioning. The fetus in his stomach was in good condition. Several famous doctors unanimously believed that Song Qing's body could withstand a long journey to Wuchang. If it went on, it would be colder every day. If it was colder, it would affect the body.

Yang Qiuchi adopted the opinions of several famous doctors and decided to set off the next day.

These famous doctors have made great efforts to Song Qing's recovery. Yang Qiuchi was very happy and gave him a generous medical fee that was several times higher than their usual visits. The famous doctors were also very happy. After thanking each other, they said goodbye and went back.

The preparations before departure have been completed. Master Long specially customized a super luxurious large-house carriage, and the official road along the way is relatively flat and not too bumpy.

After discussion, it was decided to leave Hong Ling to take care of Yang Qiuchi's life. Song Qing brought Shuang'er and Xue'er to Wuchang as close maids.

On the night before departure, Song Qing snuggled in Yang Qiuchi's arms and fell asleep on the ground.

In the middle of the night, Yang Qiuchi was woken up by Song Qing's fierce coughing. He was used to it and hurriedly patted her on her chest gently.

Hong Ling, who lived outside, took some Fritillaria pear juice that had been placed on the stove and gave Song Qing a drink.

After drinking a bowl of Fritillaria pear juice, Song Qing felt better. She said apologetically: "Master, why don't you go to the Hongling Girl's room to sleep. If I do this, you can't sleep well."

Yang Qiuchi gently blocked Song Qing's mouth with his hands: "You will go back to Wuchang tomorrow. I will say this. I will spend more time with you. Maybe next time I come back, our children will already bite their fingers and look at me."

Song Qing was so moved that she seemed to have seen him holding the child, and she couldn't help but feel warm and leaned against Yang Qiuchi's arms: "Master, you are so nice to Qingqing." As she said that, she started crying softly.

"Don't cry, be good, the famous doctor said, you can't cry when you are pregnant, otherwise it will be bad for the child."

Song Qing wiped her tears and said, "I just think that the master is so kind to me and saved my life, but not only can I not help you, but I also keep causing trouble for you. I always feel sorry for you."

"Silly girl!" Yang Qiuchi kissed her face lovingly, "You should be obedient at home and give birth to our little baby well in the future. It will be better than anything else. When you go back, be more obedient and stop being willful."

"Well, Master, don't worry...it's just... it's just Qingqing can't bear to part with you...wuwuwuwu..." Song Qing couldn't help crying again.

"Okay, be good, don't cry anymore. Be obedient. I will work hard to solve the case and try to transfer it back to you as soon as possible. Wouldn't we be together again at that time?"

Qing nodded with tears in her eyes, "It's not easy for Hong Ling girl. Don't stay with her, just hope she can get pregnant sooner."

"Are you not jealous?"

"What can I do if I'm jealous? You are not a concubine and marry her home one by one..."

"Didn't I say that as long as you and Zhihui have a son for me, I will never marry you."

"What about Miss Yun? She is deeply in love with you and saved your life. You can't let her down, right?"

When Song Qing has a child, she has a support, and her heart is not entirely focused on how to protect her position in Yang Qiuchi's heart.

Speaking of this question, Yang Qiuchi didn't know how to answer it for a while.

Song Qingyouyou said, "Miss Yun is a good person. I will tell the lady after I go back. If they agree, you can marry Miss Yun."

Yang Qiuchi didn't want to discuss this issue. He asked back: "I have married so many concubines and I don't have much time to accompany you. Are you worried?"

Song Qing leaned against Yang Qiuchi's chest and coughed slightly. She said, "Anyway, Qingqing has our children now. If you ignore Qingqing in the future, you don't want Qingqing anymore. Qingqing can also stay with our children for the rest of your life..."

"Silly words!" Yang Qiuchi flicked her forehead, "Why would I want you? Even if I have been together forever, I will be with you!"

"Yeah!" Song Qing looked at Yang Qiuchi gratefully, "Qingqing doesn't expect to live with the master forever. As long as Qingqing dies in the future, she can still see the master, Qingqing... Qingqing will be content..."

After saying this, Song Qing felt sad and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes...

The next morning, Song Qing took her little maids Shuang'er and Xue'er, and bid farewell to Yang Qiuchi, Song Yun'er and Hong Ling. Under the protection of the 500-strong iron armored guard team brought by Yun Lu, she set off for Wuchang, Huguang.

After seeing off Song Qing and Yun Lu, everything returned to its former peace.

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October, Enyang Town, Bazhou.

Enyang Town is a thousand-year-old town. It is very famous in Bazhou. Its Bahe Water Wharf is prosperous for a time and it was the source of almost all the living people here. It can be said that water is the soul of the people in this town for generations.

There are many beautiful legends here. For example, there are five large stones on the Pipatan River beach located on the inner side of the Enyang River Bridge, each of which is about six to seven meters high, and combined into a pipa shape. When the water level flows from it, the beautiful pipa sound will be beautiful and melodious from it, which is better than the sound of heaven.

In addition, there are beautiful legends such as the red plum fairy of Yiyang Mountain on the south side of Enyang Ancient Town, such as the fall of the earth and the Pu Daoguan killing the snake, which also makes people yearn for it. Especially the annual "Fairy Day", it attracts people from all walks of life to gather around it.

It was not yet completely bright, and the fog at Laochang Pier was heavy, making people feel wet.

There were already many people on the dock. A man in his forties, with a short stature and hunched over the dock while touching his head. He checked the goods that needed to be transported today at the dock in the old farm.

At this time, a child about six or seven years old on the shore shouted loudly: "Peng Si, my father asked you to go!"

Peng Si lowered his head to check the bulk cargo on the bow of the ship, and did not look up, but just responded vaguely: "I know, Shui Buffalo told your father, I'll go right away!"

The child named Shui Buffalo did not give up and walked down quickly. A plain long jacket was obviously much bigger when worn by the child. A pair of blue cloth shoes had been wet with the morning dew. The most eye-catching thing on his pretty face was his clear big eyes, and his hair was only a small thigh on his forehead, making his ears look even bigger.

"Can't scream anymore? Are you going to rebel?" the child said, running over and kicking him.

Peng Si was looking at the goods in front of him seriously, without paying attention, and was kicked hard on his leg, which hurt. He raised his head, raised his hand, and made a beating move, but he quickly laughed, squatted down, put his hand on Shui Buffalo's face, and gently pinched: "You damn bull, let's see if I don't deal with you!"

Buffalo glared at Peng Si, patted his hand away, jumped up and punched Peng Si's head: "Whose guy are you?"

The punch was not heavy, but it hurt so much that Peng Sisiya grinned and squatted on the ground with her hands holding her head and screamed.

Buffalo kicked him in the ass: "My father is not here, who are you pretending to be like this bear to show me! Why don't you get up for me?"

Peng Si struggled to stand up while touching his head, and quickly smiled at the child with a flattering smile, carefully supporting the child up the steps: "Don't step on such a wet ground. If you see me in a while, I will die. You hurry back and say that I will go back immediately after finishing the goods!"

The buffalo shouted to the dock: "Hey! Come down and carry me!" As soon as the words fell, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old ran down the steps in the thick fog. His clothes were very thin and there were many patches sewn. He ran to the child and quickly squatted down: "Young master, come up!"

The child looked at the boy beside him with contempt, turned his eyes and said to Peng Si: "Peng Si, take off your clothes!" Peng Si squatted on the ground without understanding. He was puzzled. The child slapped Peng Si's face, crisp and loud.

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that his clothes are wet? Put your clothes on his back so that my clothes won't get wet! Stupid, so stupid! Why did my father come to you such a group of pigs? You can eat them all in one day!" the child said endlessly.

Peng Si quickly took off his coat, and deliberately slapped it with his hands a few times, carefully put it on the boy squatting on the ground, then carried the buffalo on his back, and kicked the squatting boy: "Why don't you carry the buffalo back? It's such a cold day, if you freeze him, be careful that Mr. Peng will peel you off!"

The boy stood up with the child on his back, looked back at Peng Si, and a cold light came out of his eyes. Then he lowered his eyes and walked back with the young master Buffalo.

Buffalo turned around on the boy's back and pointed at Peng Si: "I've told you many times that my name is Peng Jiafu. If you dare to call me a nickname again, I'll cut off your tongue!"

Peng Si bowed his back slightly, watched them disappear into the fog, then touched his head, and after a long time of roar, sneezed hard, blew his nose, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, why is it a bit cold today? - This turtle son actually dares to glare at me, seeing that I won't find an opportunity to deal with his turtle son!"

He turned around and took two steps, calling out to a small worker carrying goods passing by, "Hurry up and take off your clothes, I'm almost frozen into wood."

Before the other party could react, Peng Si went forward without saying a word and took off the only jacket on the man. After putting it on, he found that the other party was still staring at him in a daze, so he spat on the other party's face: "Don't want to do it? Just get out of here, there are many people who want to get copper coins from me!"

The other party then left boredly. Peng Si smiled, and the golden tooth in his mouth looked particularly dazzling under the rising sun.

Late at night, Peng Si walked slowly along the riverside path towards his residence on the pier.
Chapter completed!