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"Want to leave? You make it sound so easy. Do you even have the money?"

Sun Wuyin scoffed, "The silver has all been stolen, so where would we get the money to go out and buy things?"

Song Qingqian nodded: "Of course there is. My husband's friend just sent some over, enough to last for a while. You don't need to worry about that, sir. Just tell me if we can go out?"

Sun Wuyin looked suspiciously at Xiao Zhuozi behind Song Qingqian. Xiao Zhuozi quickly nodded and explained:

"They chased those two away when we set off, but now they've caught up with us and given them a lot of silver."

"That won't do. What if you try to escape? Where am I supposed to find you?"

Sun Wuyin refused outright.

"Sir, where can we escape to? There are wanted posters for our exile all over the country. No matter where we flee, we'll be nothing but rats crossing the street. So do you think it's necessary to escape?"

Besides, my family is all here. What will happen to them if I run away? A person has to have a conscience.

Song Qingqian spoke frankly, but that's the truth; she's just putting it out in the open now.

"Yes, sir, please make an exception and let us go out to buy some things. We're very fast, an hour will be enough at most. If you're worried, you can have the soldiers follow us."

Old Madam Huo quickly came over and pleaded for mercy.

Sun Wuyin glanced at her and the women behind her and said, "You all want to leave? The young lady of the Lu family has money, do you?"

"There are some."

Madam Huo explained, "Sir, a distant cousin of mine married into this family. She just came to visit me and gave me some silver."

Sun Wuyin's face immediately fell. So everyone else was getting money while he was penniless. No, wait, he had Jiang Ce, so he could get money too.

He then pondered for a moment and said, "Then tomorrow afternoon, I'll give you an hour, and we'll set off early the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you, sir."

The group exclaimed in unison with delight.

Sun Wuyin instructed Zhang He to say, "Take a count of the number of people who need to make purchases tomorrow. Each family, regardless of age or gender, can only send one person out, and they must be accompanied by soldiers. If anyone is lost, I will hold you accountable."

Zhang He replied respectfully, "Your subordinate obeys."

Seeing Sun Wuyin go upstairs, Xiao Zhuozi quickly followed and, with a grim expression, explained the details of the soldiers who had been carried back.

Sun Wuyin was completely stunned. After a long while, he asked incredulously, "They...they can't have sex anymore?"

Xiao Zhuozi nodded: "We consulted three doctors, and they all gave the same answer: it needs to be completely removed. So we've been waiting for you to come back and make a decision. Should we keep it or not?"

"Is there even a question? Of course, life is more important, pshaw!"

After giving the order, Sun Wuyin asked, "Will this affect our journey later? I don't want any burdens. If it doesn't work, I'll just send them all back."

"With the best wound medicine, it will heal in three days at most, and it won't have any side effects."

Xiao Zhuozi quickly added that if they were sent back, not only would they lose their jobs as officials, but they might not even be able to save their lives. Besides, with so many exiles, how could the government and soldiers manage if there were fewer of them?

Sun Wuyin nodded in agreement: "Alright, let them figure out how to get the money themselves, just don't delay their trip."

"Yes, I understand."

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Sun Wuyin handed the exile team over to Zhang He, and then rode away from the post station with Jiang Ce on his horse.

Each of them had a large bandage wrapped around their head, making them look like two walking mushrooms from a distance, which was quite comical.

When Song Qingqian returned after wandering around, she happened to run into Song Weilan coming out of her room.

Song Weilan deliberately bumped into her and said disdainfully, "Don't think you're the only ones with rooms. We have them too."

"Song Qingqian, you're a jinx. Whichever family you marry into will suffer misfortune because of you. Don't even think about changing your fate through Lu Jingchuan. That's just wishful thinking."

Song Qingqian stopped, turned around and looked her up and down, then smiled calmly and said, "Where did this stray dog ​​come from? All it does is bark."

"Song Qingqian, don't be so smug. You'll be crying sooner or later!"

Song Weilan gritted her teeth and spoke angrily.

"Then you'd better live well. What if you die one day before you even see me cry? That would be such a waste."

Song Qingqian chuckled lightly as she spoke: "And Song Weilan, don't you ever look in the mirror before you go out? What are you doing out here looking like a ghost? Are you trying to announce to the world that you're the ugliest person in the world?"

"Song Qingqian, you bitch, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Song Weilan stomped her foot in anger, making a move to tear Song Qingqian apart, but she easily dodged it.

Song Qingqian sneered and reminded her, "Song Weilan, look at how you act like a shrew now. After all these years, you haven't improved at all. You're utterly stupid."

"Everyone says a brain is a good thing, so why don't you have one?"

"Song Qingqian, how dare you! Apologize to your elder sister right now!"

Hearing the commotion outside the door, Song Qianchou rushed out to stand up for Song Weilan. Last time, he was almost beaten to death by the officials because of this bastard.

Now she's come here to bully his precious daughter again, how can he tolerate it? Now it's time to settle both old and new scores.

"Daughter, it's alright, Dad will take care of it for you."

"Dad still loves me the most!"

Song Weilan leaned against Song Qianchou's chest, feeling wronged, and complained, "Dad, this little bitch actually called me brainless."

Song Qingqian glanced at the two people snuggling together, her brows furrowing even deeper; she couldn't bear to look.

Could Song Qianchou have a daughter fetish? Everyone says that daughters should avoid their fathers when they grow up, but these two are different. They hug each other without any restraint time and time again. If you didn't know better, you would think that Song Qianchou was a concubine.

Song Qingqian felt a chill run down her spine as she thought about it, then muttered under her breath, "This is an eyesore, a disgrace."

"Song Qingqian, you bullied Wei Lan. Either apologize or pay compensation, or you're not leaving!"

Song Qianchou blocked Song Qingqian's path and shouted.

Song Qingqian took a step back and sneered, "You must be desperate for money to come up with such a clumsy way of staging an accident."

"Just say you want money, why put on such a show? Aren't you tired?"

"Let me tell you, even if I feed my money to the dogs, I won't give you a single penny. So give up on that idea."

"Song Qingqian, I am your father!"

Song Qianchou gritted his teeth and said.

"My father died long ago!"

Song Qianchou clutched his chest, unable to calm down for a long time. This was too much; it was really infuriating.

Song Qingqian calmly took out a dagger from her sleeve, a sinister smile playing on her lips:

"It's not impossible to get money. I have a way, but I don't know if you dare to try it."

"You said."

Song Weilan spoke first.

Song Qingqian carefully examined the two of them, then smiled wickedly and explained, "I'll give you one tael of silver for every stab I give you. Ten stabs will amount to ten taels of silver, enough for you to endure for ten days or half a month."

"Don't worry, I definitely won't stab any vital organs. At worst, I'll just be crippled. What do you guys think? Let's consider who should go first?"

"Song Qingqian, you...you're a madman!"

Song Qianchou stared in disbelief, exclaiming, "This isn't about money, it's about taking my life!"