Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home
Chapter 1894

Chapter 1894: Cooperation Chapter 1894: Cooperation Editor: Henyee Translations They couldn’t afford to waste any more time.

Swiftly rescuing their captured comrades from the clutches of the officials became their top priority.

Failure to act promptly would only leave them in a perpetually disadvantaged position.

Despite the perceptions of cruelty, inhumanity, shamelessness, and despicability from the outside world, their loyalty to one another and their shared experiences mattered most within their ranks.

Ignoring the plight of their captured brethren and defying the government’s authority would essentially equate to their betrayal and demise.

Such actions would undoubtedly breed disillusionment among their comrades, potentially leading to the disintegration of their entire community.

Aware of potential dissenting voices within their midst, they understood the dire consequences of inaction.

Should dissent prevail, their fate would be sealed, even without the government’s intervention.

Scribe Guan, recognizing his ability to gather intelligence and collaborate with them, saw an opportunity to leverage his past influence.

Despite his current position as a lowly scribe, his years as Deputy Prefect had left him with allies, individuals indebted to him, and those aware of others’ weaknesses.

It was the perfect moment to capitalize on these connections.

With minimal effort, Scribe Guan obtained precise information regarding the captives’ whereabouts.

He promptly contacted them, advising them to prepare themselves, as reinforcements from the mountain were on their way to effect their rescue.

When the leader of the Tiger Head Tribe and the second-in-command of the Min Tribe received the news, they promptly scheduled a midnight meeting with Deputy Prefect Guan two days later.

A villager would be dispatched to initiate a breakout from the prison, and they requested Deputy Prefect Guan to make the necessary arrangements.

Their plan included setting fires in the state office and ensuring the jailers were intoxicated beforehand.

Deputy Prefect Guan readily agreed to their proposal.

On the appointed night, chaos erupted within the expansive state office.

Approximately 50 to 60 individuals from the three villages assembled.

As flames engulfed the Deputy Prefect’s office, they launched a coordinated assault on the office’s rear courtyard.

Despite Scribe Guan’s arrangements for them to access the designated prison, they bypassed it entirely and headed directly to the east yard where Shao Yunduan and Qiao Xuan were housed.

Their distrust of Scribe Guan ran deep.

They couldn’t fathom why a man under scrutiny by the authorities, particularly one despised by Shao Yunduan, wouldn’t be under surveillance himself.

Having been deceived once before, they refused to be duped again.

Falling for the same trick twice would be sheer folly on their part.

During this special period, Zheng Sangge and the others all lived in the state office, including the dozens of people sent by Meng Wanfu.

Since they had already been officially exposed, there was no need to split up and hide.

They also lived in the state office to protect the safety of the state office and prevent prison break-ins.

Thus, although the other party’s attacks were swift and fierce, Zheng Sangge and the others were experienced.

Wu Guan, Wei San, and the others who were patrolling the night would block the first wave of attacks.

Just as they were about to be defeated, Sun Bai, Ah-Ye, Wei Wu, and the others had already arrived.

Hang Xingshan directed the bailiffs and servants to extinguish the flames spreading throughout the premises, while Sun Qian led a contingent to lie in wait outside the prison, ready to thwart any attempted break-ins.

Inside the bedroom of the east yard, Shao Yunduan and Qiao Xuan were together, the latter cradling Anan in her arms.

The maids stood by silently, their presence a calm contrast to the chaos outside.

As the flames danced outside, casting erratic shadows, the clash of swords echoed through the night.

Despite the tension in the air, panic was notably absent within the confines of the room.

Anan slept peacefully in Qiao Xuan’s embrace, her serene countenance a stark contrast to the turmoil outside.

After more than two hours, the cacophony gradually subsided until silence reigned once more.