"Guangdong and Guangxi are still grateful to that gentleman, and everyone praises him. If you ask me, they just didn't meet Mr. Qin."

"If Mr. Qin were here, it could be resolved within half a month!"

Qin Zhao's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Jing Li and asked, "Master Pei, do you know the name of the flood control expert?"

"That... I don't know." Pei An said, "I just heard that the gentleman was once the third place scholar selected by His Majesty. After successfully controlling the flood, he was recalled to the capital. Now he is the Minister of Works of the court. Why are you asking this, Mr. Qin?"

Qin Zhao thought for a moment and shook his head: "Nothing."

After the three of them finished dinner, Pei An continued to drag Qin Zhao to the study to discuss diversion. When he finally agreed to say goodbye and leave, it was already very late.

Jing Li walked into the study carrying the medicine.

Qin Zhao was leaning back in his chair, resting with his eyes closed. When he heard his footsteps, he opened his eyes and said, "What are you doing? Come here."

Jing Li didn't move.

...It was this medicine that caused Qin Zhao to become like this.

But he didn't say anything. Jing Li walked over with his head down and put the medicine on the table.

Qin Zhao didn't hesitate at all and drank the medicine directly.

"Don't be like this. Not drinking will only make things worse." Qin Zhao saw what Jing Li was thinking and whispered, "Don't disbelieve me. Chen Yan'an has seen me like that. He still thinks I used to be a drug dealer and that the drugs ruined my brain."

He spoke in a relaxed tone and even smiled slightly, as if he had remembered something interesting.

But Jingli couldn't laugh.

He couldn't imagine what Qin Zhao would look like when the poison took effect, and he didn't want to think about it.

Jing Li didn't mention it again, saying, "It's okay, just drink it for a few more days and you'll be fine. Once the county magistrate finishes renovating the river, they'll be able to help you find medicine."

Just before Pei An left, Qin Zhao had already given him a list of the herbs he needed and asked him to help find them.

Pei An didn't know medicine, and the prescription was not complete. He couldn't see anything, but he knew that it was for Qin Zhao to treat illness, so he didn't refuse.

"Go to bed early." Qin Zhao stood up, but felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Jing Li hurried forward to help him.

Qin Zhao was taller, and half of his body was pressing on Jing Li. Jing Li couldn't stand steadily for a moment, and staggered to the edge of the desk.

It looked like Qin Zhao was holding her in his arms.

Jing Li wanted to help him up, but Qin Zhao didn't move and just hugged him quietly.

Qin Zhao tilted his head, and a slightly hoarse voice rang in Jing Li's ears: "For the last time."

Jing Li: "What?"

Qin Zhao lowered his voice, with a hint of threat in it: "This is the last time. If you look so upset and unhappy in front of me again, I will kiss you every time I see you."

Jing Li's ears turned red, and he asked in a low voice, "Is this a diversion?"

"No." Qin Zhao said, "It's a punishment."

After he finished speaking, he patted Jing Li's back, let him go, and walked out the door: "It's late, go to bed."

.

The river channel renovation went smoothly.

Thanks to Qin Zhao's sufficient preparation in advance, the entire project took less than half a month and was finally completed before the flood season.

As for the herbs that Pei An agreed to help find, those that could be bought directly from the pharmacy were naturally not a problem, but some of them were out of stock, so they could only be found by the county government writing a notice and offering a reward to the public, and they could not be found all at the moment.

Qin Zhao was mentally prepared and was not in a hurry.

All in all, they had been away from the village for almost a month. Now that the flood problem had been resolved, they planned to return to the village and wait for news.

Before leaving, Qin Zhao asked Pei An for something.

"How are we going to carry so many medical books back home later?" Sitting in the carriage arranged by the county magistrate, Jing Li flipped through the medical books that were almost piled up like a mountain at hand and sighed.

The small courtyard where they lived in the county town had a complete collection of books, and Qin Zhao moved back almost all the medical books there.

Qin Zhao said, "I've already written to the village chief in advance, asking him to find a few people to help."

Jing Li still didn't understand: "But why did you bring so many books back?"

Qin Zhao: "I have my own plans. You will know them later."

Jing Li hummed and didn't ask any more questions.

Qin Zhao has always been very opinionated, and the decisions he makes will definitely not be wrong.

but……

"Do you really want to take the imperial examination?" Jing Li suddenly asked.

Qin Zhao paused while sorting the books and looked up at him: "Why do you ask?"

"I'm not worried, I'm just..." Jing Li's voice gradually lowered as he whispered, "I'm a little worried about your safety."