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After Lin Congyun returned to the carriage, Wu Jinjie also came over.

"Grandfather, I have heard some things about Zhao Tianqian."

"Huh? What did you find out?" Lin Congyun was drinking tea. Upon hearing this, he put down the teacup and looked at Wu Jinjie seriously.

Wu Jinjie said seriously, "Zhao Tianqian was brought here directly by people from the capital to be exiled."

"Someone from the capital?" Lin Congyun frowned. "Did you find out who brought him here?"

Wu Jinjie shook his head: "The official doesn't know who it is, but since the county governor can bring someone here directly, he must be someone important."

Lin Congyun frowned slightly, and said, "Don't worry about this matter for now, as long as it doesn't affect us."

"Yes." Wu Jinjie responded and didn't say anything else.

As soon as Wu Jinjie left, Nanny Bai came over again.

Lin Congyun looked at Nanny Bai's angry face and couldn't help asking, "Mammy, what's wrong? What happened?"

Nanny Bai stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Grandfather, you don't know that the three people from the Zhao family were making trouble again."

Lin Congyun, who didn't react to the three people from the Zhao family for a while, was slightly stunned at first, and then he thought that the three people from the Zhao family mentioned by Nanny Bai should be Zhao Tianqian's family.

"What's wrong with them again?" Lin Congyun showed a hint of displeasure between his brows.

Nanny Bai said angrily, "They actually wanted to get on our carriage, saying that their prison carriage was smashed by a tiger and they couldn't go on the road without the prison carriage. How shameless!"

"Did they really say that?" Lin Congyun's voice became a little colder.

Nanny Bai nodded: "It is absolutely true. I heard it myself from the old lady Zhao who found the official."

Lin Congyun stood up and got off the carriage. "Let's go and see what tricks they are trying to play."

The two walked towards the direction where the Zhao family was.

When they got there, they saw Zhao Heshi crying and making a scene in front of Song Hongyi, "Sir, my son is injured. How can we travel without a prisoner carriage?"

Song Hongyi looked a little impatient, but he still tried to persuade her kindly: "Old lady, this rule cannot be broken. You have to go on the road even without a prison car. You can't let someone carry you, right?"

"Official, please be kind and make some allowance for me!" Zhao Heshi said, taking out a small cloth bag from her bosom and secretly stuffing it into Song Hongyi's sleeve. "Official, please use this small amount of silver to buy some wine. Please be kind and think of a solution."

Song Hongyi pinched the silver in his sleeves, his heart moved, but his face remained calm, "Old woman, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Zhao Heshi was in a dilemma: "Official, please be kind and make some concessions! My son is so injured. If he suffers any more, I'm afraid he won't make it to Bianyun Pass. I see that old lady Lin and the others are sitting in a carriage, otherwise..."

At this time, Nanny Bai also whispered in Lin Congyun's ear: "Just now, this old lady Zhao found another official, but she didn't expect that official was not in charge, so she came to find this Captain Song again."

Zhao Heshi, who was begging, did not notice that Lin Congyun had walked behind her.

Until Lin Congyun's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Mrs. Zhao, are you trying to steal our carriage?"

Zhao He was startled by the sudden voice. She turned around and saw that it was Lin Congyun. Her face turned pale, but she quickly pretended to be calm and said, "Old lady Lin, what nonsense are you talking about? I just want to ask the officer to be flexible and give us a prisoner car."

Lin Congyun smiled coldly, "Concession? We are all exiled people, why should they find a prisoner car for you?"

Zhao He's face turned pale, but thinking of her son's injury, she still said, "Old Lady Lin, please don't go too far. We can't do anything about it. Besides, aren't you also an exile? Why would you mind your own business?"

"Yes! We are all exiles, but we have a carriage to ride in!" Lin Congyun sneered, "Mrs. Zhao, don't forget, the carriage is mine."

Zhao Heshi was speechless, but she was still unwilling to give up. "Old lady Lin, even if you don't want to help us, there is no need for you to talk nonsense here, right? Besides, I said I was looking for the official to help. As long as the official nodded in agreement, it's none of your business."

Lin Congyun smiled coldly, "Mrs. Zhao, you make it sound so easy. As long as I don't nod, who can lend me my carriage?"

At this time, Zhao Tianqian, who was lying on the ground, spoke up, "Mom, stop arguing with them..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Tianqian started coughing violently. Zhao Heshi saw this and quickly stepped forward to support him. "Qian'er, how are you?"

"Mom, I'm fine." Zhao Tianqian struggled to get up, and Zhao Heshi quickly helped him up and let him lean on her.

Seeing Wan Niang squatting next to her, Zhao Heshi was furious again, "You bitch, you saw your man was not feeling well, but you didn't even come over to serve him. You are such a useless thing."

Wan Niang lowered her head and dared not say a word.

Zhao Tianqian patted Zhao He's hand and said, "Mom, don't blame her. It's my own fault."

"Qian'er, don't say anything." Zhao He said, looking up at Lin Congyun, "Old lady Lin, do you have to be so cruel? Qian'er was once your son-in-law, and now he is like this, can't you feel sorry for him?"

"Son-in-law?" Lin Congyun sneered, "It's been a while since that happened, how dare you say that!"

"Old lady Lin, are you really going to force our whole family to death?" Zhao He said as she began to wipe away her tears.

Lin Congyun couldn't bear to see her like this, so he rolled his eyes and said, "Don't give me that. When you bullied our daughter, did you ever think that this day would come?"

"I..." Zhao He was speechless for a moment.

Lin Congyun didn't want to pay any more attention to her and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Zhao Tianqian suddenly called her.

Lin Congyun stopped but did not look back. "Why? Master Zhao, do you have any other advice?"

Zhao Tianqian took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty, "Aunt, please let us borrow your carriage for the sake of our past friendship."

"Past affection?" Lin Congyun turned around and looked at him coldly. "Speaking of this, I am even more angry. You, the Zhao family, used my daughter's dowry and didn't treat her well. Do you think it is possible to let you get on our carriage now?"

Zhao Tianqian was speechless and turned pale.

Seeing this, Zhao He hurried forward and grabbed Lin Congyun's arm, "Old Lady Lin, I beg you, just consider that Qian'er is dying and let him sit in your carriage..."