There was a group of people waiting for Lin Sishen's instructions. After simply dealing with the wound on his body, Lin Sishen and Shen Qingwan appeared in front of everyone as if nothing had happened.

Meng Lin was asking who was driven by a bandit assassination today. When he saw Lin Sishen appear, he immediately left the man, spat hatefully, and quickly walked to Lin Sishen to report: "Young Master, these people don't seem to know much, but they unified their attitude and said that the assassination of the young master today was ordered by that man."

While speaking, Meng Lin pointed at Runzhu who was lying on the ground.

Lin Sishen nodded and looked around and saw the bandits captured alive and tortured by Meng Lin and others, and were so weak that they kept begging for mercy.

Although Runzhu, who was lying on the ground, had been tortured just now, she kept sneering with her lips, with a look of disdain and arrogant expression in her eyes, and she had a look of looking at death.

These desperate people were all tempted by Runzhu with money, so they came to assassinate Lin Sishen. Runzhu had originally planned to kill them after the matter was done, so naturally they would not know too much.

Lin Sishen pondered for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Chen Qingwan, who stood beside him with his hands behind his back, and ordered in a deep voice: "Since you can't ask anything from them, then give them a pleasure. As for that person, tie them up and take them away first."

It was dawn, and this place was not far from Pingliang City. Lin Sishen immediately decided to take a small number of people to Pingliang City first, and the others would stay and hide for the time being, waiting for the order.

The previous carriage was chased back, and Lin Sishen and Shen Qingwan and Mo Zhu got on the carriage and continued on their way.

Lin Sishen had some trouble last night, and was injured, so tired that she couldn't open her eyes. In the carriage, she forced herself to cheer up and said a few words to Shen Qingwan, but she couldn't hold on and her eyelids immediately drooped.

Chen Qingwan held her hand without saying a word and held her ten fingers tightly, rubbing her fingertips gently on the back of her hand.

Chen Qingwan didn't speak, but Lin Sishen understood her feelings. After curling her lips and smiling slightly, he turned his head to Shen Qingwan's shoulders, and closed his eyes to rest with peace of mind.

After only a cup of tea, Lin Sishen was suddenly awakened by a baby's cry. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Mo Zhu, but saw Mo Zhu frowned nervously and touching the child who was crying in her arms.

Lin Sishen rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with her? Why did she cry so well?"

Mo Zhu touched the baby's hot face and frowned and replied: "She was frightened last night and had not eaten for another night. She was hungry and tired, and seemed to be infected with the cold."

Lin Sishen's dizzy mind suddenly woke up when she heard this. She lifted the curtain and looked at her: "Don't you carry the medicine for treating wind and cold with you? Feed her some first. Look at this journey, you will be able to reach Pingliang City in about an hour."

Before Mo Zhu could speak, Chen Qingwan, who was beside him, suddenly shook his head, opened his lips and said softly: "No, she is still young and so weak, and she may not be able to stand the medicinal properties."

Mo Zhu raised her eyes and looked at Chen Qingwan, then quickly lowered her eyes and said, "That's true. This child is too weak and cannot be fed the medicine for the time being. He can only take care of himself carefully first."

Not to mention rice porridge in the car, even dry food and water were lost. Where can I find something to feed the child?

The baby kept crying and cried, Lin Sishen was frightened. She had never dealt with such a young and weak child. For a moment, she asked at a loss: "What should I do? There is still an hour to go, right?"

Seeing that Mo Zhu had been unable to coax the child well, Lin Sishen looked confused and didn't know what to do. Chen Qingwan sighed slowly, raised her eyes and looked at Mo Zhu, and asked softly, "Miss Mo Zhu, can you let me see her?"

Mo Zhu hesitated a little, but in the end he carefully sent the baby to Chen Qingwan's arms.

Chen Qingwan took the child and hugged it in his hand, and his slightly cool fingertips gently touched the child's red cheeks.

The child who was originally crying without caring about his head was touched by Chen Qingwan, stopped crying strangely. He widened his pair of watery, round and round dark eyes, looked at Chen Qingwan curiously, and even screamed, holding Chen Qingwan's fingertips with his little hands.

Seeing this, Lin Sishen couldn't help but look at the child who was extremely well-behaved in Shen Qingwan's arms, and asked in surprise: "Strange, why didn't she cry if you hug her?"

The fingertips were held by the child's weak and boneless little hand. Chen Qingwan suddenly lowered her eyes and curled her lips and smiled gently. Instead of replying to Lin Sishen's words, she gently pulled her hand away, took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve, opened it, and handed it to the little guy's mouth.

The little guy happily held the porcelain bottle, waved his little hands and held Chen Qingwan's tail finger, as if sucking juice in his mother's arms, closed his eyes and sipped the things in the porcelain bottle with a comfortable and comfortable sip.

Lin Sishen, who had a sharp nose, smelled a faint sweet smell, as if it was honey mixed with the fragrance of flowers. She stared at the two people who were extremely harmonious, as if they were mother and daughter, and felt a soreness in her heart for no reason.

She sat aside with her arms around her, staring at the gentle smile on the corner of Chen Qingwan's lips without blinking, and snorted softly, "She likes you very much."

Chen Qingwan finally glanced at her when she heard this, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Can she not like you?"

Lin Sishen muttered in mixed feelings: "I don't like you as much as I like you. My daughter's family knows how to judge people by her appearance at a young age, so she should beat her."

After saying that, she stretched out her hand and poked the baby's face with dissatisfaction. Chen Qingwan saw this and frowned slightly, and scolded helplessly: "Don't disturb her, as she should make her cry again later."

Lin Sishen didn't say anything and withdrew his hand angrily. She looked at the big and small who were very harmonious and harmonious with each other, and felt a soreness in her heart. I don't know if it was because of the jealousy of a child or because of something else.

Chen Qingwan was there for the next journey, and the child never cried again. After eating half a bottle of honey, she satisfiedly grasped Chen Qingwan's fingertips and fell asleep.

Lin Sishen leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes and rested without opening his mouth. He arrived in Pingliang City safely and smoothly.

Unlike the prosperity and prosperity of Dingxi City, Pingliang City is like a city that is raging with natural disasters. There are countless victims gathering outside the closed city. At first glance, they can see the elderly, weak, women and children in ragged clothes.

Seeing Lin Sishen and his group slowly coming on horseback, they did not come up to beg for charity, but looked at it numbly and slowly gave up a road for them to pass.

There was a large group of soldiers guarding the city gate. When Lin Sishen and others saw their carriages driving to the city gate, someone leaned over and asked loudly: "Stop the car and dismount, who are you... where are you coming from?"

Meng Lin took out the token from his waist without saying a word. The man saw the words on the token and immediately changed his expression and hurriedly said, "Sir, wait a moment, the villain will go and report to the county magistrate."

After waiting for about a cup of tea in front of the city gate, Han Ce, the magistrate of Pingliang City, hurriedly brought a large group of people. After opening the city gate, he hurriedly welcomed Lin Sishen and others into the city.

The carriage slowly drove into the city gate, and behind him were a large number of soldiers waiting for the battle, blocking the victims who wanted to rush into the city, and then hurriedly closed the city gate.

Pingliang City is not much better than outside the city. There are many victims lying on the streets and alleys, which seem particularly noisy and crowded. The magistrate Han Ce did not expect that Lin Sishen would come to Pingliang City. He seemed a little uneasy and embarrassed for a moment, and he humbly reported to Lin Sishen about the situation inside and outside the city.

Compared with the officials who don’t eat meat minced in Dingxi City, Han Ce is much better. Since the disaster situation, he has let many victims into the city. For more than half a year, he has served porridge regularly and regularly to save countless victims every day.

But Pingliang City is just a small city, which cannot accommodate many victims and cannot afford to support so many people. Seeing that there are more and more victims outside the city, Han Ce had to close the city gate and keep them out.

Having settled in the official post, Lin Sishen had not had time to rest, Han Ce personally delivered the account book, and had been with Lin Sishen, checking the account book with her.

The account books of Pingliang City were also clearly recorded. Lin Sishen read them through them and knew them in his heart. She looked up at Han Ce on the side, but saw Han Ce sneaking into the sweat on his forehead, looking quite anxious.

Lin Sishen closed the account book at hand, snorted coldly and threw it in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Han Ce, do you know your guilt."

Han Ce's body trembled, and immediately knelt on the ground with a pale face. Without even making a quibble, he closed his eyes in shame and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, the official is aware of his crime."

Lin Sishen smiled coldly, stood up and looked at Han Ce condescendingly: "You confessed your guilt very quickly."

Last time, Lin Sishen read the account book in Dingxi City. Although he had only read it once, Lin Sishen remembered it clearly, and remembered the food payments issued to each county.

However, the account book sent by Han Ce is inconsistent with the funds recorded by Pingliang City, and the account book seems to have been modified recently, and the ink traces have not dried up. Compared with the amount Sun Wenqian showed her, it is 500 stones less than the amount Sun Wenqian showed her.

If it weren't for that change, the account book would have been clear, but the account book was changed. Lin Sishen only took a look and noticed something strange.

Han Ce knelt on the ground motionlessly, his face pale and ashamed, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

Lin Sishen walked slowly to Han Ce, picked up the account book, turned it open, bowed and handed it to Han Ce, and asked softly: "The food assigned to Pingliang City should be 800 stones, but the account book was changed to 300 stones. Is it an unintentional mistake, or is someone deliberately trying to remind me?"

This account book was changed quickly on the road when Han Ce just went to the file library to extract it, but the ink traces were not dry yet.

Han Ce hesitated for a while and was about to say something to Lin Sishen, when the two of them suddenly came to Guanyi, one county magistrate and the other chief clerk. Han Ce's face changed, and when he heard that the two of them were asking for a meeting, his expression became more and more uneasy and panic.

Han Ce is the magistrate of Pingliang City, with an official position above the two, but he seems to be quite afraid of these two.

Lin Sishen saw Han Ce's strangeness and closed the account book to let Han Ce get up, which allowed the two of them to enter.

As soon as the two entered the room, they first paid a visit to Lin Sishen, and then asked Han Ce why he came to Lin Sishen with the account book alone. His words were tactful, but the indirect words seemed to have a different meaning.

For example, the questioning in desperation was dissatisfied.

After some confrontation, Lin Sishen sent the three of them away, then leaned tiredly on the wooden chair, closed his eyes and began to ponder. Until she heard a whisper, she realized that Chen Qingwan was holding the child and appeared in front of her.

Lin Sishen stood up and walked to Chen Qingwan, looked at the porcelain doll grinning in her arms, and asked absent-mindedly: "Did the princess hear it? That Lord Han just now had some interest."

Chen Qingwan gently teased the little guy's chin with his fingertips with interest, and said carelessly: "I changed Wan'er's clothes and didn't hear you two talking."

Lin Sishen was stunned for a long time. After a long time, he came to his senses and found that Chen Qingwan was calling the child Wan'er. She immediately asked with a puzzled look: "What are you calling her? Wan'er?"

Chen Qingwan looked at Lin Sishen, his eyes flashed slightly, and he opened his lips and said slowly: "I gave her a name, the same name as me, and the same surname as you."

Lin Sishen stared straight at Chen Qingwan's arms. The little guy who was grinning at him was thinking and hesitantly said, "She's name is Lin..."

Chen Qingwan didn't wait for her to read it slowly, and curled her lips and interrupted her words. As his eyes roamed, a hint of shame seemed to pass by: "Her name is Lin Siwan, what do you think?"

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The little 0-child who is addicted to solving the case and the princess who is addicted to raising children? Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-06-22 00:09:14~2020-06-23 00:41:58~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: at least one is really troublesome;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xiao Qiong, Ah dice ah ah ah ah;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Qingtao 20 bottles; Feiyun Zhuyue 5 bottles; at least 3 bottles; timmmyic 2 bottles; zoe, Wanwan is the ideal in the world, hasaki 1 bottle;
Chapter completed!