In the secret room, the Protector handed the secret letter from his subordinates to Zheng Lang, "Now that the supplies have been intercepted by our people, with these things, our trump card has increased."
At this time, the Protector's face was completely devoid of the previous debauchery, and his originally cloudy eyes were also shining brightly.
Zheng Lang received the secret letter with great ambition.
"It was my father who strategized and stopped all the supplies."
It turns out that everything Shen Yanqing raised was in the hands of the Zheng family.
The Protector's father originally fought for the late emperor to conquer the world, but was later bribed by the late emperor's younger brother and became his spy.
After the death of the late emperor, his younger brother's line also disappeared, but the Protector of the Country knew who his master was since he was a child.
He pretended to be careless on the surface, and everyone was deceived by him. Now the Zheng family has contacted the descendants of the late emperor's brother. The protector of the country is in the light, and they are in the dark. They have recruited troops and horses, but they are just in need of supplies."
Zheng Lang's compliment was very helpful to the Protector, and he patted Zheng Lang on the shoulder.
"Just follow my father's example, and this courage will rest on your shoulders from now on."
Zheng Lang was his chosen successor, and the Protector had high hopes for him.
Zheng Lang nodded, his heart racing, "Yes, please don't worry, father."
Who doesn't want the power of Conglong? The more he comes into contact with power, the more he yearns for it.
"Well, this time you follow Shen Yanqing to the southwest so you can explore his story. The emperor thinks so highly of him that he may tell him some secrets. Although King Jing's lineage has disappeared for decades, the emperor may still remember it. It’s time to see if they have any suspicion about the whereabouts of the supplies.”
"yes."
The day to go to the southwest was scheduled for Laba. Shen Yanqing was so busy that he didn't even have time to celebrate the festival. Yingying also noticed that something was wrong.
"Mom, did something happen in the court? Why is dad so busy?"
She didn't understand government affairs, and Shen Yanqing and Jiang Miao protected the little girl very well.
"Yes, there is a snowstorm in the southwest. Your father will go there in person, and Han Yu and An Yi will also go."
Jiang Miao touched the little girl's hand and came in from the outside. Now her palms were cold, so Jiang Miao took a Tangbaozi and covered it with her.
"They are all going?"
The Chinese New Year was coming soon, and Yingying felt very reluctant, especially since they still went to provide disaster relief. Her reluctance coupled with worry made her little face wrinkle up.
"Don't worry, when has your father ever failed in doing something? Let's wait at home for him to come back."
Jiang Miao was actually worried, but she still tried her best to comfort her daughter.
"Um."
When Zheng Lang left, he specially made an appointment with Qin Susu. The two were so entangled that when they were done, Qin Susu didn't want to move.
"Sanlang is going to the southwest, when can he come back?"
Qin Susu has already thought about how to become famous. Many ladies in the capital city are collecting donations due to the snowstorm in the southwest. Qin Susu has taken a fancy to the Han family's warehouse. She has conquered several men in the past few days and gained 500 points. Now she has asked the system to transfer the contents of the warehouse to Moved out.
She didn't dare to use her real name to raise funds, so she used the name of Mrs. Shancun.
This is her external identity. No one except Zheng Lang knows her true identity.
Qin Susu wants to make her name famous now. When the people respect her, she will make it public at the right time. The effect will be two birds with one stone.
Moreover, the things she donated were from the Han family, so it would be hard to expose them now.
Zheng Lang didn't know when he would come back. In addition to providing disaster relief, he also wanted to meet the descendants of King Jing.
That was his master, so of course Zheng Lang had to show his loyalty.
"If it's quick, I'll be back in March."
Zheng Lang casually mentioned the time, and Qin Susu looked reluctant, "March, it's still a long time."
By the time he comes back, it will be spring in the capital.
"Shen Shoufu is going too, right?"
In fact, she wanted to ask Han Yu if he was going too, but thinking that Zheng Lang would be jealous, she changed the question.
"Of course, with Chief Shen here, you don't have to worry about me."
Zheng Lang pinched Qin Susu's face, leaned over and kissed her.
Qin Susu looked embarrassed. She wasn't worried about Zheng Lang. Even if she was worried, she should be worried about Han Yu.
But there is no need to tell Zheng Lang this.
On the day of Laba, the motorcade set off from the city gate. Shen Yanqing drove Han Yu and An Yi in his car, followed by his bodyguard.
The carriage was filled with collected supplies, and the carriage captain could not see the end of it.
People on both sides of the street were onlookers. When collecting supplies, they also donated things. Although it was not much, it was also a sign of their gratitude to the people in the southwest.
But when the carriage came from behind, everyone was shocked when they saw the name of the donor on it.
"Who is this Mrs. Shancun? She donated a hundred cars. Why have I never heard of this person?"
"Kind and low-key, I only think of one person."
The people on the street were talking one after another. Qin Susu was sitting in a private room of the restaurant, listening to their words and feeling proud in her heart.
They would never guess that this Mrs. Shancun was her.
She, Qin Susu, has already lost her reputation in the capital. Everyone who talks about her is stupid and cruel, but she has done good deeds just to impress these stupid people in the future.
"I know, it's Princess Rongning!"
The people below were guessing about the candidate one after another. Someone said Jiang Miao's name, and Qin Susu's face turned dark in the restaurant.
"idiot!"
How could Princess Rongning compare to her?
Besides, Jiang Miao had already donated long ago. How could she, who values fame and wealth so much, let go of the opportunity to become famous?
Qin Susu sneered at Jiang Miao, especially when she heard that Jiang Miao had set up some foundation, and she despised her even more.
Can this foundation really help people? It's just an opportunity to make money.
She only regretted that she was now in a low position of power and could not get a piece of the pie.
Now the people still pin the name of Mrs. Shancun on Jiang Miao, and Qin Susu begins to hate Jiang Miao.
"System, I want the people in the capital to be hostile to Jiang Miao!"
She would not be stupid enough to let her servants spread rumors about Jiang Miao. With the power of Jiang Miao and the Shen family, it would be easy to catch her.
But she has a system, she can manipulate people's hearts and break the situation among the people.
The system's voice was cold, "One thousand points."
"One thousand? Why don't you go and grab it!"
She only spent 500 points to empty the Han family's warehouse, but it would take 1,000 points to frame Jiang Miao? What is the origin of Jiang Miao, and why does she have it?
The system didn't say anything. In fact, it was also very confused. No matter it was Shen Yingying or Jiang Miao, it seemed to be unable to do anything to them.
It stands to reason that he has transcended the rules of heaven and can do whatever he wants in this plane, but he has no way to deal with Shen Yingying and Jiang Miao.
Even if it can hurt them, it will cost more.
Qin Susu cursed a lot, but the system still didn't respond.
She took a deep breath, and the people below had begun to praise Jiang Miao. She felt depressed when she heard that, and agreed to the system's request regardless of the fact that one thousand points was too much.
