The county horse is a medicine jar

There was a group of people waiting for Lin Sishen's order. After treating the wounds on their bodies, Lin Sishen and Shen Qingwan appeared in front of everyone as if nothing had happened.

Meng Lin was torturing a gangster who was behind the assassination today, and when he saw Lin Sishen appearing, he immediately left that person behind, spat bitterly, and walked up to Lin Sishen to report: "My lord, these people seem to know everything. Not many, but they all spoke in unison, saying that the assassination of Young Master today was ordered by that person."

While speaking, Meng Lin pointed to Run Zhu who was lying on the ground beside him.

Lin Sishen nodded, and immediately looked around, only to see the few gangsters who were captured alive being tortured to death by Meng Lin and others, weakly begging for mercy in a low voice.

As for Runzhu lying on the ground, even though he had been tortured just now, he kept pursing his lips and sneered, his eyes looked disdainful and arrogant, and he seemed to regard death as home.

These desperadoes were lured by Run Zhu with money, so they came to assassinate Lin Sishen. Run Zhu originally planned to kill them after the event was completed, so naturally he would not let them know too much.

Lin Sishen pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at Shen Qingwan who was standing beside him with his hands behind his back, and ordered in a deep voice: "Since you can't ask them anything, let them have a good time. As for that person, first Bundle them up and take them away."

It was just dawn at this time, and this place was not far from Pingliang City, Lin Sishen immediately decided to take a small group of people to Pingliang City first, while the others stayed in hiding for the time being, waiting for orders.

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

Lin Sishen was so exhausted last night that he couldn't keep his eyes open because of his injuries.In the carriage, she tried to pull herself together and said a few words to Shen Qingwan, but she couldn't hold it anymore, and her eyelids immediately drooped.

Without saying a word, Shen Qingwan clasped his fingers tightly with hers, rubbing the back of her hand lightly with his fingertips.

Shen Qingwan didn't speak, but Lin Sishen understood what she meant, and after curling her lips into a slight smile, she leaned her head on Shen Qingwan's shoulder, closed her eyes and rested peacefully.

After only a cup of tea, Lin Sishen was suddenly awakened by the sound of a baby crying, she rubbed her eyes and looked at Mo Zhu, only to see Mo Zhu frowning nervously touching the crying child in her arms.

Lin Sishen rubbed his sleepy eyes and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with her? Why is she crying so well?"

Mo Zhu touched the baby's hot face, frowned and replied: "She was frightened last night, she didn't eat for another night, she was hungry and tired, she seemed to have contracted a cold."

Lin Sishen regained consciousness instantly when she heard the words, she opened the curtain of the car and looked at her eyes: "Didn't you bring medicine for wind and cold with you? Let her take some first. Look at the distance, there is still about an hour to go." Arrived in Pingliang City."

Before Mo Zhu could speak, Shen Qingwan suddenly shook her head, opened her lips and said softly: "No, she is still young and so weak, I'm afraid her body won't be able to bear the properties of the medicine."

Mo Zhu raised his eyes to look at Shen Qingwan, and quickly lowered his eyes and said: "That's true, this child is too weak, and he can't give medicine for now, so he can only take care of it first."

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

Lin Sishen was terrified when she heard the baby's heart-piercing cries. She had never dealt with such an immature and weak child, and asked in a moment of confusion: "Then what should I do? There is still an hour to go." She should be able to endure the journey, right?"

Seeing that Mo Zhu has not been able to coax the child well, Lin Sishen looked dazed and didn't know what to do, Shen Qingwan sighed, raised her eyes to look at Mo Zhu, and asked softly: "Miss Mo Zhu, can you let me see?" she?"

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

Shen Qingwan took the child and held it in her hands, lightly touching the child's flushed cheek with her cool fingertips.

After Shen Qingwan touched the child who was ignoring and crying with his head up, he stopped crying strangely.He widened his watery and round dark eyes, looked at Shen Qingwan curiously, and even babbled, holding Shen Qingwan's fingertips with his small hands.

Seeing this situation, Lin Sishen couldn't help looking at the extremely well-behaved child in Shen Qingwan's arms, and asked in amazement: "Strange, why does she stop crying when you hug her?"

Holding her fingertips in the child's weak and boneless little hand, Shen Qingwan suddenly lowered her eyes and curled her lips into a gentle smile. 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 child. The little guy's mouth.

The little guy happily held the porcelain bottle in his mouth, waved his little hand and held Shen Qingwan's little finger again, as if sucking milk in his mother's arms, closed his eyes and drank the contents of the porcelain bottle in small sips with peace of mind.

Lin Sishen, who had a sensitive nose, smelled a faint sweet smell, which seemed to be honey mixed with floral fragrance.She stared at the extremely harmonious two people in front of her, who were like mother and daughter, and felt sore in her heart for no reason.

She crossed her arms and sat aside, staring at the gentle smile on Shen Qingwan's lips without blinking, and humming softly, "She likes you very much."

Hearing the words, Shen Qingwan finally raised her eyes and glanced at her, raised her eyebrows with a half-smile and asked, "Could it be that she doesn't like you?"

Lin Sishen pursed his lips with mixed feelings and muttered: "I don't like you as much as I like you. My daughter knows that she judges people by appearance at a very young age, so she should be beaten."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and poked lightly with her fingertips on the baby's face in dissatisfaction. Seeing this, Shen Qingwan frowned slightly, and helplessly reprimanded her softly: "Don't disturb her, you should provoke her again later." she cried."

Lin Sishen didn't speak, and withdrew her hand resentfully. She looked at the one big and one young who got along very harmoniously, and felt sour in her heart. She didn't know if it was because she was jealous of a child or because of something else.

For the next journey, Shen Qingwan was there, and the child never cried again. After eating half a bottle of honey, she held Shen Qingwan's fingertips and fell asleep contentedly.

And Lin Sishen leaned on the carriage, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and didn't speak again, so he arrived in Pingliang City safely and smoothly.

Unlike the prosperity of Dingxi City, Pingliang City is like a city ravaged by natural disasters.Countless victims of the disaster gathered outside the tightly closed city. At a glance, they were all old, weak, emaciated, women and children in ragged clothes.

Seeing Lin Sishen and his group driving slowly towards him on horseback, they didn't rush forward to beg for alms, but watched numbly, and slowly gave way to a road for them to pass.

There was a large group of soldiers guarding the city gate. Seeing the carriage of Lin Sishen and others approaching the gate, someone from above raised his head and asked loudly, "Stop and get off your horses. Who are you...where did you come from?"

Without saying a word, Meng Lin took out the token from his waist, the man saw the characters on the token, his expression changed immediately, and he said hastily: "My lords, wait a moment, this villain is going to report to Lord Sima."

After waiting in front of the city gate for about a cup of tea, Han Ce, the governor of Pingliang City, hurried over with a large group of people. After opening the city gate, he rushed to welcome Lin Sishen and others into the city.

The carriage drove slowly into the city gate, and a large number of soldiers stood behind them, blocking the victims who wanted to rush into the city together, and then hastily closed the city gate.

The inside of Pingliang City was not much better than the outside of the city. There were many disaster victims lying in the streets and alleys, which seemed extraordinarily noisy and crowded.Sima Han Ce didn't expect Lin Sishen to come to Pingliang City, he seemed a little uneasy for a while, and reported to Lin Sishen the situation inside and outside the city in a low voice.

Compared with officials in Dingxi City, why don't they eat minced meat, Han Ce is much better.Since the beginning of the disaster, he has released many victims into the city. For more than half a year, he has rescued an unknown number of victims by giving porridge regularly and regularly every day.

But Pingliang City is just a small city, it can't accommodate many disaster victims, nor can it support so many people.Seeing more and more disaster victims outside the city, Han Ce had no choice but to close the city gates to keep them out.

Having just settled in the official post, before Lin Sishen had time to rest, Han Ce delivered the account books in person, and stayed by Lin Sishen's side all the time, checking the account books with her.

The account books of Pingliang City were also recorded clearly, Lin Sishen knew it in his heart after reading it once.She looked up at Han Ce who was at the side, but saw that Han Ce was wiping the sweat from his forehead furtively, looking quite anxious.

Lin Sishen closed the account book in hand, snorted and threw it in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Han Ce, you are guilty."

Han Ce shuddered, and immediately knelt down with a pale face. Without even making an excuse, he closed his eyes in shame, and said in a trembling voice, "My lord, I am guilty."

Lin Sishen smiled coldly, stood up and looked down at Han Ce condescendingly: "You pleaded guilty very quickly."

Lin Sishen also looked at the ledger in Dingxi City last time. Although he only read it once, Lin Sishen remembered it clearly. It recorded the food payments to various counties.

However, the ledger sent by Han Ce did not match the amount recorded in Pingliang City, and the ledger seemed to have been altered recently, and the ink was still wet.Compared with the number Sun Wenqian showed her, there was a full [-] shi of grain missing.

If it wasn't for the alteration, the account book should be clear, but the account book has been altered, and Lin Sishen noticed something strange just by looking at it.

Han Ce knelt on the ground motionless, 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, opened it, bowed and handed it to Han Ce, and asked softly, "The food allocated to Pingliang City should be [-] shi, but it was changed to [-] shi in this account book." Shi, was it an unintentional mistake, or was someone deliberately altering it to remind me?"

This account book was hastily altered by Han Ce when he went to the file warehouse to pick it up, and the ink was still wet.

Han Ce hesitated again and again, just as he was about to say something to Lin Sishen, two people suddenly came to the official post, a long history and a Sima.Han Ce's face changed, and when he heard that the two of them were begging to see him, his expression became more disturbed and frightened.

The governor's rank is higher than that of Sima Chang, so Han Ce shouldn't be so afraid of the two of them.

Lin Sishen noticed Han Ce's strangeness, closed the ledger and asked Han Ce to get up, and then let the two of them in.

As soon as the two entered the room, they first paid a visit to Lin Sishen, and then asked why Han Ce was looking for Lin Sishen alone with the account book. The words were tactful, but there seemed to be a different meaning behind the words.

Like, questioning dissatisfaction in a hurry.

After some deliberation, Lin Sishen sent the three of them away, then leaned tiredly on the wooden chair, closed his eyes and meditated.It wasn't until she heard a babble that she belatedly saw Shen Qingwan hugging the child and appearing in front of her.

Lin Sishen stood up and walked to Shen Qingwan's side, looked at the grinning porcelain doll in her arms, and asked absent-mindedly, "Did the Princess hear that? That Lord Han just now was a bit interesting."

Shen Qingwan gently teased the little guy's chin with her fingertips with great interest, and said casually: "I changed clothes for Wan'er, but I didn't hear the two of you talking."

Lin Sishen was startled, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and found that Shen Qingwan was calling her child Wan'er, and she immediately asked with a puzzled face, "What did you call her? Wan'er?"

Shen Qingwan looked at Lin Sishen, her eyes flickered slightly, and she opened her lips and said leisurely: "I chose a name for her, with the same name as mine and the same surname as yours."

Lin Sishen stared straight at the little guy in Shen Qingwan's arms, who was grinning silly at him, thought hesitantly, "Her name is Lin..."

Shen Qingwan didn't wait for her to read it slowly, she hooked her lips and interrupted her words, a look of embarrassment seemed to flash across her eyes: "Her name is Lin Siwan, what do you think?"