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Chapter 474 Isn't She Dead?
"Why not?"

"According to what your mother said, how much manpower and material resources will it take to excavate from the mountain? This, this is not cost-effective."

"It's a good deal. If it can be dug, it will not only solve the annual drought in Los Angeles, but also settle the victims who flock to Los Angeles." Xiao Jin understood Su Ying's plan as soon as he heard it.

In the case that it is determined to be feasible, now is a good time to dig.

This year, many fields in Los Angeles have no crops. People who have no food during this period can only wait to starve to death. If they are not properly arranged, it will have a bad impact on some areas. If they have a job at this time , can also earn the rations of the family, they are definitely willing to participate.

Digging canals and opening mountains is a long-term and arduous task that requires a lot of manpower, so it is perfect to do it at this time.

However, the more specific steps of this matter require the people from the Ministry of Industry and the officials in charge of Los Angeles to conduct precise calculations to know whether it is feasible.

Wei Zhongming didn't say anything when he saw Xiao Jin open his mouth. For some reason, he always felt that this Beijing official must be too big for him to provoke.

Zhou Xiangrong stood at the side, his eyes swept over Su Ying's face, but her eyes were not deliberate, so they would not attract the attention of others.

She turned her almond eyes and landed on Xiao Jin again. She had an ordinary face but had an extraordinary temperament. She felt that this man was definitely not simple.

Su Ying noticed Zhou Xiangrong when she walked into Jin's study room, she didn't say anything to drive people away because she knew what they said and it didn't matter for others to hear.

In the capital city full of aristocrats, Bo Anhou's mansion is really not ranked high. If it is overcrowded, it is a third-rate family. This generation of Bo'anhou in Beijing is only a moderate sixth-rank mansion. Petty official, if Zhou Xiangrong's generation can no longer produce capable people, the title of the Marquis will be taken back. Back then, the title of Marquis Bo'an could only be inherited for three generations. recovered.

"The current Mrs. Bo'anhou is the stepmother?"

"What disease has been cured?"

During the interrogation, the official came back with the sick book.

Su Ying asked a question and Zhou Xiangrong answered without saying a word. She looked supple and courteous, but not tactful enough to make people think she was a scheming person.

"As for the medical record and the prescription for treatment, show it to me."

There was only one carriage parked outside the gate of the mansion. During this period of time, the entire government was very busy, and all that could be used was used. This carriage was still used by Wei Zhongming, and he was reluctant to use it for public use.

There are several doctor's versions of this medical record, so that Su Ying can better understand the patient's real illness.

"Your Majesty, after you left the city, a plague broke out in the affected areas outside the city, but don't worry, the disease has been cured by Miss Zhou."

She tried her best to minimize her sense of existence, until Wei Zhongming looked up and found that she was still on the side.

Su Ying leaned against Xiao Jin's arms, it was more comfortable to sit on him.

Su Ying frowned slightly, "What I want is an accurate answer, yes or no."

Zhou Xiangrong quickly raised his head and glanced at Su Ying, "Go back to Madam, the little girl never brought the sick book with her, so the little girl Fang Zi can write it out to Madam."

Wei Zhongming didn't dare to disobey, and immediately asked the housekeeper to do so.

Su Ying stood up and glanced at Zhou Xiangrong, "You follow."

"What's your name?"

"Your Majesty, the sick book is here."

Xiao Jin helped Su Ying get into the car, and then he followed. Wei Zhongming also wanted to get into the car, but when he met Xiao Jin's dark eyes in a blink of an eye, he immediately shrank back.

After Xiao Jin closed the door, the carriage started slowly.

Now that Zhou Xiangrong walked to a bright place, Su Ying could see her appearance clearly, and her brows twisted into the word Sichuan.

Su Ying asked her to write, and Wei Zhongming asked the officials to fetch the medical records.

"Go back to your mother, it's almost the same."

Which aristocratic family would allow their unmarried daughter to travel so far alone.

To be on the safe side, Su Ying planned to visit the cured patients and asked Wei Zhongming to prepare the car.

For a moment, only the sound of Su Ying flipping the pages of the book was left in the study, and no one made a sound.

Hearing this, Zhou Xiangrong pursed his lips, "My lord, last month was the anniversary of the death of the little girl's mother. Her mother is from Lincheng. After her mother passed away, the bones were sent back to Lincheng. The little girl misses her mother and will come to Lincheng every year. Occasionally, I would stay for a few days for worship, and then I heard that there was a plague in Los Angeles, so I wanted to come and have a look."

Wei Zhongming quickly glanced at the butler next to him, and the butler quickly said knowingly: "Go back to your mother, everything is cured, just this afternoon, it is said that everything is healed."

Xiao Jin's brows and eyes moved slightly, "The Marquis of Bo'an has been in Beijing for generations, why are you in Luocheng?"

"Yes."

Zhou Xiangrong sat down beside the coachman with his eyes downcast, and didn't intend to enter the carriage.

Her words were cryptic, but revealed a lot of information. When a woman marries and obeys her husband, when the wife dies, she will naturally hide in the grave of her husband's family. There is no reason for her to return to her mother's family, unless there are some unknown reasons.

Su Ying took the medical book and read it carefully.

"The little girl's father is Bo'anhou, and the little girl is the eldest lady of Bo'anhou's mansion."

After reading it once, Su Ying had an idea in her mind, she closed the medical booklet and said, "Have all the patients been cured?"

But Wei Zhongming's words surprised her. The plague broke out and was cured so quickly?
Since ancient times, the shortest epidemic has been tossed for several months or more than half a year. Counting her departure time is less than half a month, isn't this too fast?

She seems to have seen her somewhere, but the memory may be too vague, and she can't remember it for a while.

Xiao Jin pondered for a moment before saying: "It should be."

Zhou Xiangrong wrote the prescription and presented it to Su Ying. After reading the prescription, Su Ying knew it was for treating the heart.

Xiao Jin held Su Ying's hand, pulled him into his arms and hugged him, he didn't like his disguised identity very much now, so he couldn't get too close to her in front of others.

Su Ying believes that there will be powerful people in every era, but such a highly contagious infectious disease can be cured in such a short period of time, and the source of the disease has been blocked, which makes her somewhat skeptical.

Wei Zhongming said: "That's right, Madam, I have already asked many doctors to go and see, and I am sure that those people who got sick have really recovered."

Zhou Xiangrong heard Wei Zhongming mentioning him and then slowly walked up to Su Ying and bowed, "Little girl sees the Empress."

"Little girl Zhou Xiangrong."

"Background?"

Judging from what Zhou Xiangrong said in words, it can be seen that she is probably not favored at home.

But Su Ying didn't care about these things, she wanted to know how she cured the disease in a short period of time.

Su Ying closed her eyes slowly, a clear memory flashed in her mind, and she sat up straight.

Seeing this, Xiao Jin wondered, "What's wrong?"

Su Ying lowered her brows and said quietly: "She...isn't she already dead?"

(End of this chapter)