Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let’s Farm

Chapter 1536: Chapter 1535: She is Even More Wronged than Douer_1

Qiao Xiaomai “…”

Damn it, she was even more wronged than Douer.

The things she and Tong Sanlang had racked their brains to come up with were now being chalked up to the mythical cornucopia just because someone ran their mouth.

Just via their lip service, her and Tong Sanlang’s hard work was completely nullified, and it even incited the hatred of those wealthy folks. She was wronged to death.

“Don’t worry, I believe you,” Yang Wenxiao reassured her when he saw her eyebrows knit together in frustration.

“But what if those wealthy people don’t believe it?” Qiao Xiaomai asked anxiously.

If the rich didn’t believe her, thinking she had a cornucopia and that all her innovative ideas came from it, then who would buy anything from her when she tried to sell items in the future?

If nobody bought her products, how would she make money?

Without money, how could she build roads and canals?

If she didn’t build roads and canals, how could she earn merits, do good deeds, and accumulate Divine Liquid?

Money is minor, but Divine Liquid is crucial!

“Why not make public the process by which you came up with your creations? Like the cold jelly noodles, sledges, and such,” Bei Lingsu suggested.

“Even if I disclose it, will people believe me?” Qiao Xiaomai asked. “They will only think I’m making up excuses to cover up the existence of the cornucopia.”

“Uh… so what do we do?” Bei Lingsu was also at a loss.

Hearing this, Yang Wenxiao couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh, “It takes no effort to spread rumors, but refuting them can break your legs; that saying is indeed true.”

And this was far more than a matter of breaking legs–such an unprecedented deluge of slander had come out of nowhere, drenching Qiao Xiaomai and him completely unprepared.

All the silver Qiao Xiaomai earned was being used by him. If Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t make any more silver, the construction of the canals and the bluestone road would have to stop…

“We should start an investigation first,” Yang Wenxiao waved his hand, signaling his few subordinates to go back first.

His spies were supposed to be spread across every alley and street, yet such rumors had not been reported to him.

Yet, Bei Yun had heard them.

Was this done deliberately to let Bei Yun poke into his affairs, a declaration of war?

In Daqi, who didn’t know that Qiao Xiaomai was under his protection? Declaring war on Qiao Xiaomai was declaring war on him.

A battle of public opinion.

After thinking for a bit, he sent someone to call for Yang Hao.

The newspaper had been in the works, and preparation had recently been completed. He had initially intended to feature Bei Lingsu as the headline of the first edition of the Daqi Monthly, but now it seemed the headline needed to be changed.

Yet now that public opinion had already taken shape, was such a remedy effective?

With uncertainty in his heart, he had limited options. After giving instructions to Yang Hao, he also called for Ren Zhong to keep an eye on those families who had openly harbored enmity with Qiao Xiaomai before.

Such as those initially involved in sabotaging the products Qiao Xiaomai made, like the Yu Residence and Bai Residence.

These were only the enemies who had openly shown their animosity toward Qiao Xiaomai; there were much more who hadn’t shown up publicly. Just by promoting Tong Sanlang as a shield to nationalize all casinos, He had offended countless interests. If it weren’t for his bombs and Divine Crossbow Team, those Aristocratic Families would surely have already caused trouble.

Tangible enemies were few, but hidden adversaries were everywhere–who could be behind this…

Yang Wenxiao had no confidence in his heart, and Qiao Xiaomai was even more uncertain. As soon as she left the Imperial Palace, she quickly stepped forward to block Bei Yun, placing her hands on her hips and confronting him with fury, “You stop right there!”

Bei Yun was taken aback for a moment, “What’s wrong?”

“Spill the beans, who exactly told you that bunch of nonsense?!” Qiao Xiaomai asked sternly.

“I really don’t know,” Bei Yun spread his hands, “I was only focused on treating people at the time. I didn’t even raise my head, so how could I know who said it?”