The ancestor is here, she is here with space

On the road of exile, the small stove is particularly important.

It not only cooks hot food, but also brings warmth on cold nights.

Nanny Bai quickly found a small stove, but heavy rain was raging and firewood was difficult to find in the wild.

Wu Jinjie did not prepare charcoal when he purchased daily necessities.

Lin Congyun frowned slightly, knowing that without firewood and charcoal, this small stove would be useless.

However, Lin Congyun, who owns the mysterious space, needs a suitable reason to take the charcoal out of the space.

Looking around, an idea suddenly occurred to me.

She suddenly remembered that there was a large secret compartment hidden at the bottom of the carriage.

She had noticed this detail when she had modified the carriage.

So, Lin Congyun pretended to look for something in the carriage. With a thought, the charcoal in the space quietly appeared in the secret compartment.

After completing all this, Lin Congyun's face was filled with surprise. He turned to Aunt Bai and said, "Aunt, look at what this is?"

Aunt Bai came closer with curiosity, and then exclaimed in surprise: "This, this is charcoal! Old Ancestor, how did you find charcoal here?"

Lin Congyun smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "I found this carriage, how could I not know that these things were hidden inside?"

She did not directly answer Aunt Bai's question, but continued, "Aunt, put these charcoals in the stove quickly and light a high fire. We will make some ginger soup to warm ourselves up."

Nanny Bai immediately took action and started working according to Lin Congyun's instructions.

After a while, the fire in the stove was blazing, and the aroma of ginger soup gradually spread, making people feel a little warm.

On cold and rainy days, ginger soup warms everyone's body.

Lin Congyun looked at the children drinking ginger soup contentedly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

After everyone in the general's mansion finished drinking the ginger soup, the rain outside continued to fall with no sign of stopping.

The warmth inside the carriage was in stark contrast to the cold outside.

Lin Congyun looked at the children's satisfied expressions, but couldn't help feeling a little worried.

It was only the second day of exile, and such weather was undoubtedly a nightmare for them.

The rain kept falling from afternoon to dusk, and the world outside the carriage seemed to have become an ink painting, hazy and profound.

The sky gradually darkened and dusk fell. The officials' faces were even gloomier than the sky. The sudden heavy rain disrupted their itinerary and they felt helpless.

The originally rugged road surface became even more muddy due to the rain, and the officials had to consider whether they should rest on the spot and wait for the weather to improve tomorrow before continuing their journey.

After hearing the news, Lin Congyun found the leading officer and said, "Sir, I want to discuss something with you."

The officer raised his head, frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Congyun with a puzzled look in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Lin Congyun took a deep breath and said, "My grandchildren are still young. They were caught in the rain today and are feeling a little unwell. I wonder if I can let them sit in the carriage tomorrow to continue the journey?"

When the official heard this, he was immediately displeased: "You are exiled, not here to travel. You still want to travel in a carriage? Do you want me to find a few maids to serve you along the way?"

Lin Congyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and without any nonsense, he said directly: "As long as the official nods in agreement, I am willing to pay some money to show my gratitude."

The officer glanced at Lin Congyun, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by greed.

Lin Congyun keenly caught this subtle change in emotion and continued, "Just name a price!"

After a brief silence, the officer's eyes flashed with greed and desire.

Finally, he nodded, with a hint of reluctance in his voice: "Since you are willing to spend money, then they can take a carriage tomorrow. However, the price is not cheap!"

He knew very well that the person following Lin Congyun must have a lot of wealth on him. If he didn't take the opportunity to make a fortune now, when would he take the opportunity?

Lin Congyun heaved a sigh of relief, but his expression remained calm, "Sir, money is only a part of your life."

When the official heard this, he secretly rejoiced, "If that's the case, then each of us will get 100 taels, not a penny less!"

"Okay, no problem." Lin Congyun agreed without hesitation, "Just do as the officer says."

After that, he turned to Wu Jinjie and ordered, "Butler Wu, bring me one thousand taels of silver."

The officer took the banknote and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, Lin Congyun spoke first: "The remaining two hundred taels can be regarded as a small tribute to the official."

When the officer heard this, he was overjoyed.

This tribute silver was the official's private income, and now there was an extra two hundred taels, so he was naturally happy to see it.

On the road to exile, the officials had an unwritten rule: the prisoners had to give the officials some silver as a tribute to ensure a safe journey. However, the silver had to be divided equally among all the officials in the end.

Now, he could get an extra two hundred taels, which was really a pleasant surprise.

Lin Congyun smiled slightly and watched the official put away the banknotes contentedly, but a different scene appeared in his mind.

She understood that on this road of exile, money was a talisman and a pass, and using money to buy peace was the easiest thing.

"Sir, what about the shackles?" Lin Congyun pointed to the shackles around his neck.

The officer was still immersed in the joy of unexpected wealth and was in a good mood. Without thinking, he took out a key from his waist and threw it to Lin Congyun.

"Remember, return it to me later." The officer suddenly came to his senses and added, but then he became a little worried, "You guys, don't play any tricks on me. It's impossible for you to escape!"

Lin Congyun smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, sir. We are all old, weak, women and children. How dare we run away?"

The officer snorted. Although he was rude, he was not stupid.

These exiles have no passes, and if they try to escape, they will be dead. I don't think they have the courage to do that.

After the officer left very satisfied, Wu Jinjie, who was standing nearby, had a worried look on his face.

He whispered to Lin Congyun, "Grandfather, after spending this thousand taels, we won't have much money left."

He took out five thousand taels at the beginning, gave half of it to the Bai brothers to go to the north, and asked Wu Jinjie to buy some items.

The road to exile has just begun, so it’s no wonder that Wu Jinjie is a little worried.

"Butler Wu, don't worry. There will always be a way out when we reach the mountain." Lin Congyun raised his head slightly, with a tenacity that came from having experienced many hardships in his eyes.

Wu Jinjie nodded. Although he was still a little worried, his trust and respect for Lin Congyun made him choose to believe it.