Chapter 137 Extraordinary Means
Since their last separation in the mountains of Lingtai Temple, Song Qingwan has never seen Li Minghe again.

She devoted herself to the construction of the fine factory. Canary said that sometimes under the poplar tree where the two of them used to drink, Li Minghe often waited with a lantern until late at night.

Song Qingwan never went out to see him once, and just pretended not to know.

The coal has also been delivered to the palace and has been unanimously praised; the raw materials purchased from the Ministry of Industry have also been paid in full.

All she owed Li Minghe was a three-piece horse suit.

The blast furnace of the fine factory has been almost built, and only the sewing machine is waiting to be completed. Lao Tietou and Mo Shou immediately arranged production. Anyway, the potato paper has been drawn early and the raw materials are all in place. Now all that is missing is a blast furnace that can allow her to produce fine iron.

Her business was proceeding according to plan and very smoothly because she had very capable subordinates.

It's almost time, the goods can be delivered soon, she wants to make more money, and when the money becomes a number to her, any problem will be solved.

By then, perhaps she would not have to be so humble and nervous anymore, and could confidently tell the world that she was qualified to stand by that man's side, not because of her status, but because of her own strength.

"Good child, take your time with relationships and don't force yourself. No matter what choice you make, your father and I will support you. Didn't your father say that it's okay if you don't get married?

When you are in doubt, we will do what you can do now. When the sewing machine is ready, I will help you find a market for it."

Of course, Song Niang had seen the picture of Song Qingwan's sewing machine. She and her third daughter thought it was feasible, and even Xiuniang, an expert, praised it highly.

As a mother, my daughter should lend a helping hand to achieve her goals.

Song Qingwan's eyes lit up, "It's almost done, just in the next two days, you can start preparing first." In addition to the fifty machines for the Colorful Cloth Shop, she made a lot more.

Originally, I was planning to introduce some customers to her through Qicai Cloth Shop, but if I had a way, she wouldn't have to owe anyone a favor.

Moreover, I am too busy with things at hand and have no time to do publicity, so I have to do it myself.

"Okay, leave it to me." When Song Niang saw her shining eyes, she almost shed tears on the spot.

They are actually quite similar. They are used to rushing forward with brute force and never looking back until they reach the south wall. Her Daya, the master said that she will start over in another world.

She would show the greatest kindness to this daughter because she saved her and Xiaoqi's lives and gave a lot to this family.

At the same time, she also hoped that her eldest daughter could receive the same treatment, so the first thing Song Niang did after she came out of confinement was to do it.

"I will go to Lingtai Temple to burn incense tomorrow and take Xiaoqi with me. Wanwan may ask Xiuniang and Lefei to send us off?" She wanted to thank the Buddha and also to beg him.

But now the status of the Song family is somewhat different, and Song Niang must ensure the safety of herself and her children.

"Okay, I'll go over there and tell them early in the morning." Song Qingwan had no objection.

"Mom, I want to go too."

"I'll go as well."

"I'll go as well."

Song Qingya and Xiaowu and Xiaoliu were all very excited. They had hardly gone out since their mother had been in confinement after giving birth, and now they all wanted to go out for some fresh air.

"Okay, I'll arrange a big carriage for you and let a few more people follow." Song Qingwan had already doted on her younger brother and sister before Song Niang began to relax. "Go, all of you." It would be good if more people prayed for blessings, and Song Niang smiled softly.

Because we have to go out tomorrow, everyone goes to bed early.

Song Qingwan also washed up early and went to bed. Not long after, Canary came back.

"Wanwan, your lover is here again." Canary nimbly got into bed and stood next to Song Qingwan, communicating with her through telepathy so as not to disturb others' sleep.

"Where did you learn these nonsense words?" The bird, which used to be as emotionless as a machine, can now tease people. It looks so happy.

"Of course it was Dahuang who said that. You've been busy lately and I haven't reported to you for a long time. Do you want to listen to it tonight?" If Song Qingwan didn't listen, Canary always felt unfulfilled.

"Okay, go ahead." It's better than letting her talk about the lover outside. If she doesn't go out, that man will leave soon.

"Okay, okay, then listen carefully." Canary rubbed Song Qingwan's arm and started the topic with great interest.

"Mrs. Yang and her family have agreed to contract the canteen at the Jing Factory; Mrs. Zhu asked Aunt Zhu to ask for a job for the family, preferably as a minor manager;
Yu Ajiao has been ill recently and was beaten by Lu Qianze, but Lu Qianze's grades have improved by leaps and bounds, and he is expected to pass the imperial examination and become a Jinshi next year.

King Ping has been hosting banquets frequently recently, and they are all small-time officials. That is on the surface. Privately, he also invites some generals to play in a small dark room, and often sends people to the vicinity of Lingtai Temple. No one knows what they do specifically.

The eldest princess came out of the family temple, and she would take action against Qicai Cloth Shop and Nanzhi again. She also slapped Miss Lin Er in the face and took back a lot of her assets.

Second Miss Lin is furious and might want to attack Wanwan again, but she can't find the chance. You have to be careful.

And, you made me stare at Miss Zhu San, she is so scary, she used children's blood to plant the Lethe flower and the Datura flower, and used those flowers to make incense, I saw it with my own eyes.

The incense was addictive and hallucinogenic, so she used it on herself. Even the occasional encounters made the princes fascinated by her and could not forget her.

But the effect is not very obvious, but subtle, and it is hard to detect, and it just feels like an ordinary fragrance. "

Song Qingwan opened her eyes in shock. "What the hell? They were supposed to be ladies from famous families, why aren't there any normal ones?"

One wants to play with men and is full of possessiveness, wishing to catch all other women who might be rivals in love; the other controls men and uses extraordinary means to make herself a peacock.

Behind their methods are the disasters and sorrows of countless people. Anyway, everything is built on the suffering of others. Is this the upper class?
Treat the lives of ordinary people as nothing and trample on them at will.

For a moment, Song Qingwan couldn't sit still. Lin Er was fine, but if something happened to her, she was not afraid anyway.

But Zhu San keeps hanging around her man, so she has to remind Li Minghe.

Song Qingwan didn't plan to stay outside for long, so she put on a cloak and quietly walked out.

But in their house, the door would make a creaking sound even if it was opened very quietly, and all the Song family members who were not asleep could hear the noise, but no one paid any attention to her.

When Song Qingwan came to her own yard, a sobbing and plaintive flute sound suddenly came from the riverside, as if it came from the distant sky, carrying endless longing and sorrow, like a wisp of smoke, lingering in people's hearts.

But no matter how beautiful the sound of the flute is, anyone can hear that its owner is expressing infinite grievances and longings.

He felt wronged that a memorable love ended unilaterally, but the beauty made him miss her so much.

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