Chapter 70 Let’s Play…

On the way back, Qin Zhaoyue remained silent.

She thinks she is not a kind person, but just an ordinary girl.

Perhaps he had expended too much emotion in Mingyan County, so the ups and downs in his heart when he saw the critically ill patients again were far less than before, not to mention when he was powerless to do anything.

If only I had recorded the experiment that led to the invention of penicillin...

This thought occasionally crosses my mind, and that's it, but I still feel a little depressed.

When they returned to the house, she didn't need to accommodate the other officials and imperial guards, so they went straight to the backyard.

Just as I was about to go back to the house, Ping'an's majestic figure blocked my way.

"Pretty sister, you eat."

Looking at the pancake handed to him, Qin Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed.

Who says children are stupid? They are the most sensitive to adults' emotions.

Perhaps in his heart, being able to eat enough is the happiest thing.

He had been rejected once before at Tiezha Mountain. This time, facing the anxious and eager eyes, Qin Zhaoyue raised his hand and took it.

"Thank you Ping An..."

He said thank you and took a bite of the pancake in front of the child.

Ping An didn't know how to hide his emotions at all. All his emotions were shown on his face, and he immediately showed a silly smile.

"Okay, go to bed early."

After coaxing the child, Qin Zhaoyue's face suddenly darkened after he turned and left.

"Who made this pancake? Ah! Is it a pancake or a stone?"

My goodness, if it weren’t for the protection of her true qi, she would have definitely broken a tooth.

Sui Mo took the large round pancake with a small hole in it and said, "Mo Liu's pancakes are said to be good for satisfying hunger and also good for giving Ping An a helping of food."

"He acts like a child, not a real one, and he's still grinding his teeth... Let Mo Liu take it home and grind it slowly. He won't be allowed to sleep until he finishes it!"

Sui Mo laughed, "Yes."

She didn't take it seriously. After spending these days together, she knew that the Sixth Princess didn't really want to punish anyone.

After this little incident, the sadness on his face was dispelled by about 70%.

After taking off her hairpins and washing up, Qin Zhaoyue sat in front of the bronze mirror and let Suimo comb her hair.

First, use a wide-toothed boxwood comb and dip it in jade-like paste made from plum blossom morning dew mixed with white otter marrow to untangle the tangles, then use a rhinoceros horn fine-toothed comb to separate the hair.

Before, Sui Mo had no idea how to do such delicate work of serving others. He just followed the Sixth Princess and often watched Tao Yao fiddle with it, and gradually he learned it.

"Your Highness, what do you think of this county magistrate?"

Qin Zhaoyue half-closed her eyes and said casually, "Talented."

Compared to the magistrate of Mingyan County who always played it safe and waited for the imperial court to make the decision, the magistrate of Chiyan County could be said to be quite capable.

Although his actions were somewhat unusual, they were very effective. If he had not acted in a timely manner, the disaster would not be as severe as it is now.

"People like this tend to go to extremes. They can either be innocent and dedicated to public service, or... be extremely treacherous and evil.

With this ability, I wouldn't even bother to look at him if he embezzled a few hundred thousand."

Sui Mo was stunned when he heard this: What? Did she hear it wrong?

Qin Zhaoyue caught a glimpse of Sui Mo's expression through the bronze mirror, but did not explain any further.

What is the purpose of becoming an official? Most people do it for status and wealth.

For someone who is not too greedy for money and can get practical things done, it is not an exaggeration to call him a "honest official".

If she were in charge of the investigation, as long as the Chiyan County Magistrate had nothing to do with the word "iron", the others could be let off lightly.

Sui Mo came back to his senses, "Which one do you think it is, Your Highness?"

"Who knows? Ask Xuanji Guard."

Broken Ink: ...

Just as I finished combing my hair and was about to go to bed, Taoyao came in and said that someone wanted to see me.

"What happened?"

Qin Zhaoyue's first reaction was that something went wrong at the mine, but he soon noticed that Tao Yao's expression was not right.

It doesn't seem like anxiety, but rather a bit of distress and...embarrassment?

"Your Highness, Master Pei... Master Pei is waiting outside. He said he was worried you'd get wet in the rain, so he brought you some ginger soup."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange.

No matter whether it was Suimo, Taoyao, or the Mo group secretly guarding around, all of them had sharp eyes and listened attentively.

Although His Highness always complains about dislike, now Little Master Pei has taken the initiative to show goodwill...

Qin Zhaoyue glared at Tao Yao fiercely, who was breathing heavily while speaking.

"Is this person sick? It's already this late and he's still thinking about romance?"

Pei Xueqi stood in the retreat corridor, his heart beating like a drum.

He tossed and turned, unable to sleep or eat, these days, and often thought of his father's advice when he insisted on joining the disaster relief team before leaving Beijing.

He has a high opinion of himself and takes his father as his role model.

After becoming the top scholar, he rejected his father's suggestion to join the Six Departments and instead chose the Hanlin Academy.

According to the custom of this dynasty, anyone who enters the cabinet must first enter the Hanlin Academy, which is also known as the "place for prime ministers in reserve."

But after half a month, Pei Xueqi found that no matter how much he read, it would be useless if he did not understand practical application.

Apart from recording medical records in the Mingyan County Medical District, he had not made any other contributions. But Meng Jian...

Especially since the dredging of the landslide lake, they often get together, and she even calls him a great hero... a great hero!

Taking advantage of Meng Jian's stay at the mine, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Pei Xueqi has been thinking about it all the way.

So after returning, he went straight to the kitchen and personally cooked a bowl of ginger soup and brought it over.

Rain fell on the eaves and courtyard, but Pei Xueqi's eyes were always on the threshold.

It is three inches higher than the front yard, symbolizing a forbidden area, and has the same name as the curved corridor, called Tui Si.

It was as if constantly reminding him that meeting with a girl in the boudoir late at night was not what a gentleman should do.

What's more, Meng Jian's absence always made him feel "secret".

But if he didn't do this, he was afraid... As he struggled and hesitated, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this moment, an oil-paper umbrella came in the rain, and Pei Xueqi hurriedly straightened his clothes.

But when I saw the somewhat round face under the umbrella, my heart skipped a beat.

"Miss Tao...Miss Taoyao."

Tao Yao turned her head away, not daring to look him in the eye. She took a few deep breaths before muttering:

"My prince said, said... let Master Pei have a fuck..."

After saying that, without waiting for a reply, he turned around and rushed back, his hurried footsteps splashing water everywhere.

What is this egg? How do you play it?

Pei Xueqi didn't understand, but the rejection was clear as day.

His face turned pale instantly, and he stumbled back a step, the food box falling to the ground, and the ginger soup inside spilled all over the floor...

On the other side, County Magistrate Zhou Yanqing returned to his residence.

He has been running around all day these days, so busy that he almost treats the county government office as his home.

Now that the imperial envoy has arrived and a garrison has been arranged to provide assistance, he feels relieved and goes home to rest.

His wife died early and he never remarried. His two children were studying in Fengjing. The whole house was occupied by two old maids, an old housekeeper, and a coachman. The population was very clean.

After taking a hot bath after a long absence, changing into dry clothes, boiling a pot of wine and eating some snacks, I saw the old housekeeper coming to report.

After a cup of tea, Zhou Yanqing brought a bowl of steaming ginger soup into the backyard, walked into the bedroom, and immediately closed the door behind him.

"Yuan'er, drink this bowl of ginger soup quickly..."