Chapter 371: The Powerful Ah-Yao

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Han Qiao was worried about Heng Yi.

He may seem cold and heartless, but in fact, he had a sense of justice and kindness more than many people she ever met.

Han Qiao was afraid that if she didn’t say anything, he would keep all the guilt

to himself.

Sorrow hurts the body.

Wen Yu took the letter and immediately set off for Sanzhou Town.

Duofu was very tough. She had a fever, cough, and cold. She took more medicine than Han Qiao did.

It wasn’t easy for her to still be alive.

Doctor Yang had been staying in Heng Manor, constantly watching over the

child.

After all, it wasn’t easy for her to survive.

Fortunately, after suffering for more than ten days, the child became healthy after the 15th of July.

The cold was gone, and so was the cough. The originally thin and weak baby gradually regained her color.

Not only Han Qiao, but Doctor Yang, the Nanny, and the servants were also relieved.

Ah-Yao and He Cheng were also brought back to the main room by Han Qiao.

However, the two children were unhappy.

They preferred to play with Sun Ke. There was more fun in their elder sisters’ courtyard than in their mother’s courtyard.

At night, Ah-Yao still had to look for his mother. It didn’t matter if his mother wasn’t around during the day. He had his sister to keep him company during that time.

Han Qiao sighed as she busied herself.

The people outside the city signed their names. After signing their names, the compensation would be distributed. The houses for them would also need to be built.

They could also hire these commoners to work as long as they were paid enough.

Han Qiao had already bought the place where they would move to. Each family would be allocated land according to their population and the location of their houses. Each family would move over one by one. The arrangements were made properly.

The construction of the houses went smoother than Han Qiao had expected.

They were all building houses for their own families. Han Qiao would pay for the green bricks and black tiles. Their relatives and friends, who could be called over, would be called over to help them build their new houses.

Every family had their own courtyard, and there was a piece of land where they could grow vegetables and melons, dig wells, and build latrines. Although the land was far from home, it was already a great thing compared to eating onions in the city.

Each person had one mu of land. Those with large families would laugh to death in their dreams.

Two acres of land for each family.

Although they had to cultivate it themselves, it was obvious that they had given more when measuring the land.

Han Qiao thought it was a troublesome matter, but with Lan Cheng,

Shopkeeper Zhu, and Housekeeper Liu handling it, everything was very quick. By the end of the seventh month, the people outside the city had moved away, and everything that could be taken away from their homes had been taken away.

Looking at the empty space, Han Qiao took a deep breath.

“Madam, the Marquis has sent a letter.”

Han Qiao quickly took the letter and opened it eagerly.

In the letter, Heng Yi said that he would come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival on the fifteenth day of the eight-month and that he would leave Sanzhou Town after Ah-Yao turned a year old.

NOW, Ah-Yao could walk a few steps without being supported. He could call out his parents very clearly and could also accurately express some of his thoughts. The little fellow’s cleverness became even more obvious.

He was very smart. Even when the three children were playing hide-and-seek, he could quickly find his brothers and sisters.

Zeng Bao’er was also a playful child. He had tried to coax the fruits in his hands several times but failed.

Zeng Qin’er chased him around the yard.

Han Qiao really doted on the children. No matter what they did or how they played, it was the children’s business.

Moreover, Ah-Yao was a cunning child who was not easy to fool. Zeng Bao’er was capable of deceiving him, but that was a skill he was good at.

Han Qiao’s only requirement for them was to practice martial arts.

They all practiced every morning.

After all, the more powerful they became in the future, the more people would see them as a thorn in their side.

If they knew some martial arts, they would have more ability to protect themselves when they were in danger.

She even let them especially learn three despicable moves.

In the beginning, the girls were flushed red, but compared to their lives, this was nothing.

They had been crushing sandbags for the past few days. There wasn’t much sand inside, but none of them were able to crush one.

As an adult, although Han Qiao had some skills and strength, the sandbag did not contain much sand, and it was still very difficult for her to crush it.

She had been practicing for four to five days, but she still hadn’t been able to crush it.

The weak Li Mi was even more so.

Sun Xiu and Sun Yi also failed.

Zeng Qin’er had crushed two sandbags on the first day. Everyone looked at her differently.

She even smiled embarrassedly, “It’s an accident, an accident.

However, she had only practiced for three days and she could already crush rocks.

Zeng Qin’er’s talent in martial arts was amazing.

Jianing had said that she might not be able to teach Zeng Qin’er for another year and a half.

With Shopkeeper Zhu, Lan Cheng, and the others around, Han Qiao did not have to show up for the demolition and construction of the restaurant. Her business with the Yun family also became more frequent.

Han Qiao needed more wood and more carpenters.

Almost all the carpenters in Chenzhou had gathered here. Carpenters from neighboring states had also come to work with her.

The wages were reasonable, food was provided, accommodation was provided, and the settlement of wages was neat.

On this day, Han Qiao received a letter from Heng Congshan.

It was addressed to her.

She was surprised that Heng Congshan would send her a letter. After opening it, Han Qiao quickly skimmed through the paper. Heng Congshan said in the letter that Emperor Zhao Qian had confiscated several of his trusted aides after he returned, and the blood at the market entrance of the capital had not been washed clean for several days. The reason was simple. These people were Emperor Zhao Qian’s trusted aides. He had asked them to do business to earn money, but they had only given Emperor Zhao Qian less than one-tenth of the promised amount. In other words, they had secretly taken 90% of it.

Emperor Zhao Qian had always thought that money was hard to earn, so he never questioned them.

It was only when he came to Chenzhou City that Emperor Zhao Qian realized that he had been deceived by these bastards.

When the Emperor was angry, all the bodies of his enemy would be flung thousands of miles away.

Emperor Zhao Qian was furious when he found out that even the one with the least amount of corruption had confiscated more silver than the national treasury, let alone several families. He ordered the Supreme Court and the Ministry of Justice to investigate.

One family, three clans, those under ten years old were sent to the border, and those above ten years old were beheaded.

It wasn’t that no one begged for mercy, but those who did were demoted by Emperor Zhao Qian.

The capital was now in a state of panic, and everyone was in danger.

Han Qiao had said it before. As the Emperor, it was strange that Emperor Zhao Qian worked so hard on his writing.

He had always thought that money was hard to earn.

Heng Congshan asked Han Qiao how the construction of the restaurant and inn was going. Emperor Zhao Qian sorted out a lot of the words he had written earlier and sent her the calligraphies he had drawn. He asked her to hang them in the restaurant to create momentum.

“It’s true that love wants life and evil wants death.” Han Qiao sighed.

“Mother! Mother!”

Ah-Yao shouted and ran over. Pucao was walking beside him.

“Third Young Master, please slow down.”

Ah-Yao was walking more steadily now.

He didn’t allow anyone to help him up, and even when he fell, he didn’t cry. There were a few bruises on his body. Her heart ached when she saw them, but the child did not feel any pain at all.

He was very strong.

That day, when Pucao wanted to carry him, he struggled and accidentally slapped Pucao, causing her face to swell.

Han Qiao wanted to reprimand Ah-Yao, but Pucao hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

It wasn’t entirely Yao’s fault. He really didn’t mean it.

He regretted hitting her and quickly went to blow the injury.

If he did not want her to carry him now, Pucao would follow him. Even if she hugged him, he would not struggle wildly. He would just turn his head and sulk alone.

“Mother! Mother!”

Han Qiao waited for the little one to run over and throw himself into her arms.

He almost knocked her over.

He had strength like his father’s. His brute strength was like that of an ox..