He saw merchants from all over the world flocking to Shannan Prefecture with rare and precious treasures.

The streets and alleys are filled with a dazzling array of goods, making it hard to choose what you want to buy.

The once deserted dock is now bustling with ships, with merchant vessels from all over the world docking here.

The loading and unloading of goods created a scene of prosperity.

In the fields outside the city, farmers worked hard, and the crops grew taller than people.

The rice ears were heavy, as if they were about to bend over.

The bountiful harvest foreshadows an even more prosperous future for Shannan Prefecture!

His plan was a success! The economy of Shannan Prefecture is developing at a rocket-like speed!

This sports meet will become the starting point for the rapid development of Shannan Prefecture!

A confident smile appeared on Lu Yan's face.

This is just the beginning; the future of Shannan Prefecture will be even more glorious!

Preparations for the sports meet in Sanam Prefecture are in full swing.

However, amidst this festive atmosphere, a dark cloud quietly descended upon the city of Jingzhou.

In Jingzhou, Chen Qingwan was reviewing memorials, her brows furrowed.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"

Qiao'er rushed into the imperial study in a panic, her face ashen, as if she had seen a ghost.

Chen Qingwan was startled by Qiao'er's sudden intrusion.

The vermilion brush in his hand drew a long ink mark on the memorial.

"What's all the commotion about? Is the sky falling down?"

She asked, somewhat displeased.

Qiao'er said in a trembling voice, her tone choked with tears:

"It's worse than the sky falling! A plague has broken out in the city!"

"plague?!"

The memorial in Chen Qingwan's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

A buzzing sound came from my mind, as if a thousand bees were swarming around.

This sudden news struck her like a bolt from the blue, leaving her completely stunned.

"It's...it's cholera!"

Qiao'er's voice trembled even more violently.

"So many people have already died!"

Chen Qingwan felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and almost fainted.

Cholera, that was an incurable disease in ancient times!

With inadequate medical conditions, the consequences of a cholera outbreak would be unimaginable.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and asked with feigned composure:

"How did this happen? Has it been investigated?"

"It seems...it seems like we ate something unclean,"

Qiao'er answered cautiously.

"The specifics of what happened are still under investigation..."

Chen Qingwan was extremely anxious and wished she could fly to the epidemic area immediately to take a look.

But Qiao'er clung to her tightly, crying out:

"Your Majesty, you absolutely mustn't go! Cholera is contagious. If you go, what if..."

Chen Qingwan understood Qiao'er's worries, but as the ruler of a country...

How can we just stand by and watch the people suffer?

"Are we just going to let them die?"

She held Qiao'er's hand tightly, her gaze resolute.

"I am their ruler, how can I disregard the lives and deaths of my people?"

Chen Qingwan's heart was filled with contradictions and struggles.

She knew all too well how terrible cholera was, and she understood the heavy responsibility she bore.

We cannot run away because of fear; we must bravely face this disaster.

"Qiao'er, convey my decree: immediately seal off the epidemic area and strictly prohibit anyone from entering or leaving!"

Chen Qingwan's voice was strong and resonant, carrying an undeniable authority.

"Your Majesty, are you really going to the epidemic area?" Qiao'er asked worriedly.

"I must go!" Chen Qingwan's gaze was firm.

"I will stand with my people through this difficult time!"

Qiao'er bit her lower lip so hard that she almost drew blood from her soft lips.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly held them back.

She knew that His Majesty was benevolent and cared deeply for the people, but now the epidemic was dangerous.

"Your Majesty, you cannot go! You are the hope of the nation; you cannot take this risk!"

Qiao'er's voice choked with sobs, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

"If you go, Da Tong will be finished!"

Chen Qingwan's heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

Waves of excruciating pain made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She knew this principle all too well.

She knew better than anyone else that she bore the weight of Da Tong's fate on her shoulders.

One's own safety is related to the future of the entire country.

But she really couldn't stand idly by and watch her people struggle with illness.

Trembling in the shadow of death.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the pain and anxiety in her heart.

It's as if this can dispel those negative emotions.

When Chen Qingwan opened her eyes again, her gaze had returned to clarity.

It carries the decisiveness and majesty of a monarch.

"Seal off the city gates!"

Her voice was strong and unwavering.

"No one is allowed to enter or leave! Immediately summon all doctors and do everything in your power to treat the patients!"

She paused, then added.

"Also, send someone to Shannan Prefecture to ask Lu Yan there for help!"

That scoundrel is very capable; perhaps he can find a way to control the epidemic.

Qiao'er saw that Chen Qingwan had given up the idea of ​​going to the epidemic area.

He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up to relay the order.

She walked hurriedly, not daring to delay for even the slightest moment.

They were afraid that if they delayed even a moment, more people would suffer from illness.

Soon, Li Mu also arrived.

Upon hearing the news, he frowned, his face grave, suppressing his worry and anxiety.

"Your Majesty, cholera is spreading rapidly. We must control the epidemic as soon as possible, or the consequences will be unimaginable!"

His voice was deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable seriousness.

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