The queen of the end times is reborn and goes crazy, her whole family is burned to death

The night was dark, and a dark shadow, like a ghost, quietly and silently slipped into the general's mansion.

Ling Ying walked hurriedly into the study, handed over a letter with both hands, and said respectfully: "General, there is a letter from the lady."

"Present it quickly!" Qin Yu's expression tensed. He took the letter eagerly and scanned the contents of the letter eagerly.

Yan Wanwan spoke sincerely, saying that he wanted to use his trading channels with neighboring countries to sell some items, and hoped to complete all transaction processes within just seven days.

Qin Yu had no doubts in his heart and immediately ordered without hesitation: "Ling Ying, quickly arrange for people to secretly transport Madam's goods to the border."

Upon hearing this, Ling Ying quickly reached out to stop him, then moved closer to Qin Yu and said in a low voice, "General, this is not allowed. That batch of goods is grain, and it's all fine rice."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a small bag from his arms, which contained more than a dozen grains of crystal clear rice.

"This was brought back by my lady's carrier pigeon."

Qin Yu took the bag, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but gasp.

There was also a small piece of paper hidden in the bag, with the word "million" written on it. He was shocked and thought to himself: Doesn't this mean a million dan of fine rice?

Thinking of the shocking case that happened in the Ministry of Revenue recently, a bold guess suddenly came to his mind: Could it be that the batch of grain that disappeared out of thin air is now in the hands of his little wife?

The army he led relied on food supplies year-round, but the treasury's allocations were already insufficient. Despite extensive nationwide procurement efforts, the vast demand was insufficient to meet the needs, leaving him unable to provide adequate food and clothing for his soldiers. Furthermore, he worried that if the emperor learned of this, he would suspect him of harboring ulterior motives.

Now, he unexpectedly discovered that his wife had a considerable amount of grain, which was undoubtedly a timely help to him. Therefore, no matter how much silver he had to pay, he was determined to get it and put the grain in his pocket.

Qin Yu's eyes glared, and he said resolutely, "No, this matter is of no small importance. I must go to Nanping in person."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out the door.

Ling Ying shook his head helplessly and advised, "General, you just came back, why are you going to Nanping again? In my opinion, you'd better stay in Nanping directly."

Ling Ying's words were merely casual, but Qin Yu took them to heart and immediately made a decision: "You're right. I'll live in Nanping for a while, and when my wife finishes her work, I'll come back with her."

Upon hearing this, Ling Ying was immediately horrified and hurriedly intervened, "General, you absolutely cannot act rashly on this matter! The number of people watching you outside has more than doubled. If you make the slightest move, your wife might be in trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu stopped moving for a moment. He was well aware of the interests involved, and turned back to his study with helplessness, then quickly wrote a letter.

"Send this letter to Madam immediately without delay."

"As you command, General. Thanks to the carrier pigeon my wife left behind, it will be delivered to you tonight."

That night, Yan Wanwan had just laid down on the couch when she heard bursts of "chirp" sounds coming from outside the window. She knew in her heart that it was the carrier pigeons returning to their nests.

He stood up, took the letter, and after a quick glance, he couldn't help but mutter to himself with a mixture of anger and amusement, "This guy is really good at taking advantage, but since he's willing to exchange it for an equal amount of supplies, that's naturally great. It saves me the trouble of taking care of the rest."

Thinking of this, she immediately wrote back, asking Qin Yu to send someone to pick up the goods, and listed the materials she needed in detail, from ordinary rice, flour, grain and oil, to cotton, cloth, and even ironware and salt, without missing anything.

It's said that talking about money inevitably hurts feelings, but right now, the two sides are just partners. Even if they're brothers, accounts need to be kept straight. Business is business, and if emotions are too involved, financial matters might be compromised. It's best to keep accounts straight.

The night passed quietly.

This day was the day when some people had originally planned to set off to return to their hometowns.

Before daybreak, people had already arrived at the temporarily cleared square, eagerly waiting.

Countless sacks had already been neatly stacked on the square, bulging with full grains of food.

"Then...could those be all food?!" Someone widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

"I've lived for most of my life, but this is the first time I've seen so much food!" An old man stroked his beard and exclaimed in admiration.

"Oh my God! Our county lady really keeps her word. She is so mighty!" Everyone echoed, their words full of respect and admiration for the county lady.

The news spread like wildfire, and more and more people rushed to the square. For a moment, the square was crowded and bustling. All the yamen runners in the city were urgently dispatched to maintain order to prevent looting and other unexpected incidents.

Not long after, Yan Wanwan arrived. Standing tall and straight, she swept a calm gaze over the crowd. Then, she announced loudly, "Fellow villagers, from today onwards, every citizen returning to rebuild their homes will receive three taels of silver worth of grain. Now, please line up according to your respective villages. Those whose turn has not yet arrived, please step outside and wait patiently."

As soon as the words fell, a deafening cheer and gratitude broke out in the crowd, and the sound echoed over the square for a long time.

Under the command of Yan Wanwan, the work of distributing food began in an orderly manner.

The yamen runners shuttled through the crowd, guiding the people to line up, verifying their identities and villages one by one, confirming the quality of food they wanted, and of course they could also exchange some food for some silver, and then handing the heavy sacks to them.

As the food piled up in the granaries gradually dwindled, the people showed no sign of panic.

It turned out that the yamen runners had already announced that the county lord had prepared seven or eight large granaries, telling everyone that even if the current grain was consumed, new grain would soon be delivered to replenish it.

In this way, the people felt at ease and no one worried about not having enough food to go around.

The people's faces were filled with excitement and joy, and many even had tears in their eyes, and they kept talking about the county lord's kindness.

A woman wiped her tears and said, "Our county lady is our adopted parent! If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have any chance of survival after suffering such a disaster."

"Yes, the county lady not only led us in disaster relief, but also sent us so much food to help us rebuild our homes. For such a great favor, we must repay the county lady even if we have to work like slaves!" A strong man next to him echoed, his voice choked with sobs.

But some people are worried, especially those who want to buy houses from Yan Wanwan.

"Our house isn't even built yet, and we don't have any money or food. What are we going to do in the future?"

"Let's work first! We can earn as much as we can."

Having said that, there are still more people worried.

At this moment, a yamen runner shouted at them, "Are you the ones who bought the county lord's house? Come here."

Upon hearing this, several people looked at each other and walked over slowly with suspicion in their hearts.