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Shen Linzhong almost lost control. He grabbed the collar of the foreign businessman and asked, "Where is the man who gave you the riding whip now?"

"What is his condition? Is he being detained? Is he being tortured?"

The series of questions made the businessman a little confused, and he looked at Jia Si fearfully. Jia Si hurriedly comforted Shen Linzhong:

"Since we can send something out, it means that the person is still safe. Mr. Shen, let him go first, and we will ask slowly."

Shen Linzhong took two deep breaths, loosened his collar, and smoothed it for him:

"I'm sorry, I'm too excited. Please speak slowly and in detail."

This foreign businessman didn't speak Chinese fluently, and he stammered. Last time he heard about a Han slave named Lu Yunzhou, and the prince asked him to go to that tribe again.

After he went there this time, he found that the Han slave's status was quite high in the tribe, and he did not have to do hard work or be imprisoned.

He gave himself the riding crop but said nothing. Afraid that the Tatars would notice, the merchant also did not dare to stay long and hurried back with a riding crop.

Shen Linzhong asked him what that person looked like? Shen Dongsu directly drew a sketch with charcoal, a scrawled version of Brother Pan.

The foreign businessman's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Yes, that's the person!"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it could be painted by human hands! This is simply magic!

Shen Dongsu asked Jia Si to take this person down for resettlement and stay in Prince Ling's Mansion first. She still had something to ask.

Then, together with Shen Linzhong and Yue Jian, they carefully took apart the riding whip, spelled out the simplified Chinese numbers on it, and then compared it with Mo Xiujin's favorite book, "Five Beetles", to find the words on it.

It took less than half an hour to finally finish it, but when I looked at the message above, I knew it was written to Ling Moxiao.

Written on it is the marching route of the main Tatar army. There is only one sentence addressed to Dong Su, which is only three words.

I'm fine.

Shen Dongsu and Shen Linzhong looked at each other and heaved a long sigh of relief.

As long as the person is fine, since he knows which tribe he is in, Ling Mo Xiao will definitely find a way to rescue him.

"Brother, in this letter to my family, I can boldly say that Brother Xiao Pan has been sent on a foreign mission by the prince."

Shen Linzhong, a crybaby, had red eyes again: "The Chinese New Year is tomorrow, and I don't know how worried my third aunt is."

Speaking of this, both brothers and sisters were recalling last year's New Year. How happy they were then!

Alas, with the situation in Youzhou, it is estimated that it will not be as prosperous as the Central Plains in ten or eight years.

And the next time I go back to Gwangju to celebrate the New Year, I don’t know what day it will be.

As for the wonderful situation she had thought about before, bringing Grandpa and the others to Youzhou, seeing the sea, riding horses on the prairie, and seeing the scenery in the north...

It's all nonsense! Too naive.

I used to travel to the north to see Harbin transform into Erbin.

Now, only convicts come here. He is still a criminal who has committed a heinous crime, but if the crime is minor, he will not be sent out so far.

She used to feel that when she first traveled through time, her father was disgusted with her mother, and she was still entangled with the obsession of the original owner. It was a hell of a start.

I didn’t expect that after so many years, I became a princess and I still haven’t climbed out of hell.

Another new year is coming, so we have to keep working hard. At the very least, you have to make your living environment safer so that you can dare to have children.

She changed the subject and asked her brother: "How is the construction of the seaside base going? Will the Jiang family's ship come into port smoothly next year?"

Shen Linzhong nodded repeatedly: "No problem! The seaport and military stronghold have been built, but Mr. Pang said that it will take two years to stock up on troops and land, open up wasteland and build cities."

Shen Dongsu nodded: "Take your time, this is a long-term job, there is no rush. I see that my brother has brought back a lot of seafood, do you want to give one to your family?"

Shen Linzhong smiled and nodded: "I heard that the fish maw and fish oil from the big sea fish are very nourishing. I bought some more and sent them back to my hometown to replenish my body."

Then he smiled and said: "It's a pity that the official channels are blocked now. It is estimated that it will not be sent home until March next year."

Shen Dongsu thought to himself that whether the official roads were open now was not based on the weather, but on whether Ling Mo Xiao had control over the northern nobles.

Before he had complete control, he would not allow the official channels to flow smoothly and the nobles to send out the news.

Although now Ling Moxiao is not worried that the court will investigate him and take away his military power.

But toads don’t bite, they are disgusting! If Dong Gong seizes this opportunity, he will definitely throw dirty water on Ling Mo Xiao's head.

She chuckled and said, "If we stock up more, our family will definitely hire a lot of workers for spring farming in March. It will be just in time to send more seafood back to improve the food."

She had dinner with Shen Linzhong that night. Shen Linzhong cooked bacon stewed cabbage vermicelli, and added fried meatballs and tofu skin.

This is the most luxurious peasant dish in my hometown in Gwangju in winter.

In the eyes of wealthy families, this is a big dish that cannot be served on the table. If Ling Moxiao were here, Shen Linzhong would definitely not cook this dish.

But only the brother and sister ate tonight, and because he was in a good mood after finding Mo Xiujin, Shen Linzhong made a big pot of stew.

Warming on the stove, the brother and sister held a steamed bun in each hand and a large bowl of vegetables. They ate extremely deliciously.

Shen Linzhong said with a smile: "Everyone at the base is tired of eating seafood. It's okay to eat fish and shrimp once or twice. If you eat too much, you won't be greedy at all. You still have to eat meat."

Shen Dongsu nodded and said: "You first enclose the wasteland yourself and raise pigs, chickens, ducks, etc. It's difficult to expect Youzhou to share the meat!"

Shen Linzhong hurriedly explained: "I didn't come back to ask for supplies. After I went to the base, I built a greenhouse, planted vegetables, and raised pigs and chickens."

"There are few piglets. I also took people to catch a lot of wild boar babies and raise them back."

"When the weather gets warm, I will make salt using the sun-dried salt method you taught me. Then I will do business with the Jiang family. Not only will I not ask Youzhou for supplies, but I will also give Youzhou City a lot of supplies!"

Shen Dongsu said approvingly: "I knew that my brother was the most capable. When the prince sees the built base, he will definitely promote him."

She really wanted to go to the base to have a look, but after going to the base last time and being caught by the Tatars on the way, Ling Moxiao would definitely not let her go out of the city alone again.

After dinner, the two brothers and sisters discussed the base for a while, and Shen Dongsu drew a concept map of a coastal city for him.

Although it will definitely not be built as she imagined, she still has to give her brother a goal!

It was customary to take a good bath before the New Year. The palace also built a bathroom, but Shen Dongsu had never taken a good bath.

She planned to have some luxury today and take a bath. It's a pity that the things in the bath are different, and there are no flower petals in the greenhouse.

Yue Jian said to pick plum blossoms, but Shen Dong refused. It was such a cold day to ask the maid to pick plum blossoms and take a bath. What a black-hearted capitalist she must be!

Yue Jian said that there was milk again, but she regretted it after she said it. The princess has never been a luxurious person. Isn't it good for milk to supplement the identity of the wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks?

It's a waste to use it for bathing.

Finally, Shen Dongsu boiled some herbal medicine and took a medicinal bath.

She asked Yue Jian to soak together, but Yue Jian decisively refused.

The prince found her sleeping in the same bed as the princess last time, so he secretly warned her that personal maids don't need to be so close!