After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

After everyone got off the boat, Murong Ling'er turned to look at Chu Lingfeng who was frowning, only to see that Murong Chen in his arms had a wrinkled face, full of unhappiness.

"Mom, our carriage is gone!" Murong Chen muttered with a look of heartache, "Uncle Chu's legs are not convenient, he must be so uncomfortable without the carriage!" As Murong Chen spoke, his brows frowned even tighter, and his little face was full of worry.

Murong Ling'er squatted down, gently touched Murong Chen's head, and comforted him in a soft voice: "Chen'er, be good. I'm worried. When we get to the next post station, mother will buy you a better carriage. I guarantee it will be more beautiful and comfortable than the previous one. This way, Uncle Chu will be more comfortable!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Lingfeng looked at Murong Chen with a smile and said, "Don't worry about your uncle, Chen'er. Besides, your mother is so powerful, so listen to her."

But Chu Yinyin, standing by, couldn't help but get angry. "Without a carriage, we have to walk again. How tiring! And who knows how much suffering we'll have to endure along the way."

"Yinyin, don't be so willful." Chuchu quickly grabbed Chu Yinyin and gently scolded her, "We are all in trouble now. We should understand each other and overcome the difficulties together instead of just complaining."

"That's right! Yinyin!" Wang also spoke up, "We should think positively. As long as everyone is safe, that's better than anything else. Even if we lose the carriage, there will always be a way."

After hearing this, Chu Yinyin not only did not calm down, but complained with a face full of sarcasm: "Humph! It's easy for you to say it, you are good at comforting people, but I still have to bear the real suffering!"

Wang patted Chu Yinyin's back gently and comforted her, "Yinyin, don't think so. We will all work together to find a solution."

Chuchu also said seriously: "Yinyin, if you continue to be so willful, no one will tolerate you."

Murong Ling'er just looked indifferent and ignored Chu Yinyin's throwing a tantrum.

After hearing what his sister said, Chu Lingfeng glared at her coldly and said, "Yinyin, stop messing around!"

Seeing this, Chu Yinyin still looked reluctant, but she stopped talking.

Chifeng stood far away, looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, his heart filled with sorrow.

The fierce battle they just experienced in Ghost River is still frightening when they think back to it. The fierce battle caused them to suffer heavy losses.

Horses, carts, and many other supplies, including food that carried everyone's hopes, all fell mercilessly into the river and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

What is even more heartbreaking is that many brothers were seriously injured in this fight, and some of their wounds are still oozing blood.

Although the dock was bustling with people coming and going, the convicts might be able to take this rare opportunity to prepare more items they would need for the journey, which could barely be considered a good thing.

However, for the officers in charge of the escort, the situation was extremely bad. They had suffered unprecedented heavy losses during this escort. Now they were all overwhelmed and unable to take care of themselves. How could they have the time and energy to take care of the preparations for the convicts?

"Oh my! This escort is really unlucky. My pockets are cleaner than my face now!"

An officer couldn't help but complain, his words were full of anger and helplessness. As he spoke, he kicked the stone on the ground hard, and the stone rolled away.

"We've been sleeping in the open air and suffered a lot along the way. We finally managed to save up some belongings, but now, it's all gone! Oh God! You are obviously deliberately making things difficult for us!" His voice was filled with tears and was heard far away on the empty dock.

"Who says it isn't?"

Another officer echoed this sentiment, his face filled with worry. "I don't know what bad luck has befallen me. None of my previous escorts have been as dangerous as this one. My wife and children at home are desperately relying on my meager salary to survive! Now I'm going back empty-handed. How can I face them?"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, waving his hands constantly as if trying to shake off all the troubles in his heart.

"Boss, what should we do now? We're still a long way from the next post station! Feeding so many of us is a real problem."

A young official looked at Chiffon, his eyes full of worry and confusion.

"The pitiful amount of money we have won't last us for a few days. Do we really want to let our brothers travel on an empty stomach?" His voice trembled slightly, revealing his inner anxiety and fear.

Chiffon frowned tightly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

He remained silent, lost in thought.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, "Let's see how many problems these passing passengers can help us solve! See if there's anything we can exchange. If that doesn't work, we'll have to think of other solutions when we reach the next town."

"Stop complaining here. What's the point of just complaining? As officials, we have to actively find ways to solve problems when we encounter difficulties!" His tone was firm and powerful, trying to bring a glimmer of hope and courage to everyone.

"But what good can we do about this?" sighed another official, his head hanging, as if he had been crushed by reality. "We have nothing right now. Can we expect food and silver to appear out of thin air like magic?"

At this moment, several fugitives also gathered together, whispering to each other in low voices.

"What should we do? All our belongings fell into the river. How are we going to live in the future?" A convict had a worried look on his face, his brows twisted into a big knot.

"Yes! We didn't have much wealth to begin with, and now we're even poorer."

Another fugitive echoed this with a look of despair, "I don't know if I can reach my destination alive."

"Don't say such depressing words!"

A slightly older convict glared at them, his eyes revealing a hint of determination, "We'll take it one step at a time. As long as we're still alive, there will always be a way out."

"Shut up, everyone!"

Seeing everyone complaining like a pile of loose sand, Chifeng couldn't help but shout angrily, his voice as loud as a bell, "The more difficult the times are, the more we can't lose our composure. Everyone, cheer up. As long as we work together, there is no obstacle that we can't overcome!"

Murong Ling'er looked at the crowd talking in chaos. She had no expression on her face and moved lightly to Chiffon's side with lotus steps.

"Captain Qi, I have a solution." Murong Ling'er said in a calm tone.

Chifeng raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes full of doubt, "Miss Murong, please feel free to speak."

Murong Ling'er said with a cold expression, "Since we are in such a predicament right now, why not sell this large ship to the port manager for some silver? Then, we can purchase the necessary supplies nearby to address the immediate situation. Once we reach the next post station, we can make long-term plans."

After hearing this, Chifeng frowned and pondered for a long time.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Miss, your plan is feasible, but it is hard to predict how much this ship can be worth."

"Then let me go negotiate with the person in charge of the dock!" Murong Ling'er volunteered.

Chifeng hesitated, "This... I'm afraid it's not appropriate! Miss Murong is a girl after all."

"Don't worry, I have my own way." Murong Ling'er said in a firm tone.

Then she walked towards the pier.

Everyone looked at her leaving back, and couldn't help but feel admiration in their hearts.